My iceberg smiled

Chapter 289 I Will Be Under Your Control Instead

"K..." Anan repeated the code name unconsciously without any refutation.

Does he still have room to resist now?
The lives of the children are all in the hands of this man, and he has no other choice but to obey.

Anan could see that the man who asked him to kill those two people just now was testing him.

If he did the slightest thing wrong, it might be over.

Perhaps, from the moment he woke up and unplugged the EKG cable connected to his chest, this man already knew.

How could a meticulous man like the masked man allow him, a captured hostage, to threaten the opponent's subordinates at will?

In this way, it can only show that the two people who were killed by him just now are just the lowest-level people randomly selected by the masked man. Those two guys are even more humble than him who was captured. Worse than two dogs.

Everything was set up by the masked man.

This sinister and weird man just wanted to play with him.

I want to see his angry expression, I want to see his resistance, and even more I want to see his obedient obedience to kill after obedience.

This is a pervert...

Anan resisted the nausea and discomfort in his stomach for the first murder, his face was a little pale, but he still had to pretend to be calm.

In the end, he obeyed: "It's... the boss..."

Anan smiled wryly in his heart, never thought that one day, he would become the subordinate of such a pervert.

He didn't expect this man to help him find the arsonist of the orphanage. Obviously, this man just wanted to use this condition to lure him.

He had to hold his breath, hibernate first, and lurk beside this masked man for a period of time to understand the situation of the upper echelons of Longjing.

Only by entering this circle can he get more resources and news, which is what Anan is planning in his heart at the moment.

"I have a request." Anan said.

"Say." The masked man said.

"Don't inject the children in our orphanage with that kind of medicine. I'm willing to take their place under your control." There was a hint of determination in Anan's eyes.

His mission is simple, to protect the remaining group of children and never let them suffer such torture and pain.

The masked man hesitated for a while, then said slowly, "Yes, but..."

The opponent's sudden turn made Anan hold his breath.

"Besides, you also need to be implanted with M4. If you don't want to, then let other children be with you."

"No, I... I would." He was willing to do anything.

Anan looked up, and said again: "Can you tell me what M4 is?"

The masked man grinned sinisterly and made a giggling sound that made one's scalp tingle.

Anan clenched his fist slightly, waiting for the other party's answer.

"It's okay to tell you, M4 is a Miniature bomb—a miniature bomb, have you ever heard of it?"

Anan's pupils shrank suddenly, no wonder...

No wonder the masked man wanted to check the hearts of all the children. It turned out that was his idea.

This kind of thinking is simply a devil. Do you want to plant miniature bombs in the hearts of those children to control the child's life?

Seeing that Anan didn't speak, the masked man continued: "Not every child's heart can bear the M4, and some of them will have a rejection reaction. After all, the implant is a heart, and if there is a slight difference, they will die."

When talking about death, the masked man's tone was actually a little excited, as if it was such a fun thing.

(End of this chapter)