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Why am I here?

what am i doing?

These two questions were buzzing around in my head like flies.

The younger brothers around stood there, and no one dared to say a word.

Ding-ling-ling, a very simple cell phone ringtone rang, waking Ono Taro from his dream. He reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand, took out the cell phone, and slid his index finger to answer the call.

He turned over and sat up, and couldn't help but gasp, as if a burning pain surged in his cheeks, "Hiss, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Ye, you must be on drugs and you're confused. Why are you asking me what's the matter?"

A deep, middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ono patted his forehead with his left hand, his usual frivolous smile appeared on his face and he said, "It turns out to be Mr. Kojiro. Good afternoon."

"Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you say that you have kidnapped Hu Die's daughter? I haven't heard anything from that woman yet."

"I lost a bet with someone else and have let her go home."

"What? You bastard! Have you forgotten what we agreed on?"

The man on the other end of the phone was horrified.

Ono Taro said nonchalantly, "You can do that kind of thing next time, don't worry."

"There won't be a next time! When Meiji goes back and tells Hu Die what happened, both you and I will be finished!"

A cry of despair came from the other side. If Kojiro had known that Ono was so unreliable, he would not have thought of joining forces with the other side to trick Hu Die.

Without Miki as a hostage, the Misawa Group is bound to fall under the huge financial resources of the Hououin family.

Ono was caught and then revealed his existence.

By then, not to mention squeezing out his sister-in-law and taking control of the Fenghuangyuan family, he might even be buried in the backyard as fertilizer.

"Asshole, you killed me!!"

"It doesn't matter. It hasn't come to that."

Ono Taro answered, and the sense of disobedience in his mind became stronger.

Kojiro on the other end of the phone has already hung up.

Taro Ono poked his chin with his hand, wondering how he could keep his promise.

He who had treated the promise as fart discovered his blind spot, touched his chin with his hand, and wanted to think deeply.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Ono Taro looked up and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, open the door."

The boy's voice came through the door, and the younger brother who was close by subconsciously opened the door.

The sun fell on the shoulders of the young man in the yard. He had short black hair and a particularly cheerful smile on his face. He said, "From now on, you are my slaves. You must obey me unconditionally."

Unlike his cheerful smile, his words were filled with coldness.

Miraculously, Ono Taro could not feel any disgust in his heart, like a moth in the dark flying towards a flame.

Even though he knew he would die without a complete body, he still couldn't stop the desire to fly towards the fire.

"Hi."

The people inside answered in unison.

Qingze walked into the warehouse, closed the door with his backhand, and said with a smile: "Take out all your weapons and put them on the table."

This is the first time I hypnotized so many people.

Qingze couldn't guarantee how long the effect of hypnosis would last, so for safety reasons, he confiscated their lethal weapons.

All of Ono's subordinates are equipped with guns.

According to the rules, it cannot be used indiscriminately, but Ono Taro has an extremely weak sense of law.

Asking his younger brother to install a silencer on the gun shows his respect for the law.

Qingze sat on the table and asked them to stand side by side three meters away.

Hypnosis is truly a wonderful superpower, allowing Qingze to experience the authority of a king, who has the final say.

He suppressed the joy in his heart, pointed at the driver who had been driving earlier and said, "You jump onto the third shelf without any tools."

"Hey," the man said without questioning and stepped out of the queue.

The world record for high jump is 2.45 meters, which was set in 1993 by Cuban high jumper Javier Simon. No one has been able to break that world record so far.

Qingze looked at the three layers of shelves, about three meters from the ground.

The driver bent his legs and jumped directly to the third-floor shelf without any running start.

Hypnosis made his brain firmly believe that he could do it and must do it!

This emotion overrides the body's self-protection mechanisms and transmits commands to muscle nerves.

Under the king-like mandatory command, he burst out with unimaginable jumping power and leaped onto the third level of the shelf.

But as soon as he stood on the shelf, the man immediately wailed, "Ah!"

The man fell directly to the ground.

With a thud, his head hit the ground and blood came out, but he didn't care. He just curled up his body, hugged his legs, and let out a shrill wail.

The younger brothers present, including Taro Ono, did not show any emotion at all, like emotionless puppets.

Qingze couldn't stand hearing people wailing, so he said, "Shut up!"

The wailing sound stopped suddenly. The man was in so much pain that tears and snot were streaming down his face. He hugged his legs and curled up in the corner of the shelf like a stray dog ​​in the rain.

Qingze concluded in his heart that hypnosis could break the body's protective mechanism and unleash powerful power, but it could not protect against the consequences of immune power.

This fact was previously speculated but not supported by accurate data.

Qingze didn't see with his own eyes how Takehiro Iwama performed his invincible skills.

He entered the next stage and said, "Stand up."

The driver, who was originally holding his legs, tried to stand up. Ignoring the pain, he tried several times on the spot and fell to the ground, sweating profusely from the pain.

Qingze didn't show any sympathy for his pitiful appearance.

He hates gangsters and hooligans.

Especially these guys in front of him, following a scum like Ono Taro, they must have done a lot of things that angered God and people in private.

Since he is a scumbag, it is better to contribute to his hypnosis experiments than to live.

Qingze pointed at the tall man in a suit and said, "Come here and use all your strength to punch him in the head!"

The man in a suit who was called strode forward, raised his fist as big as a sandbag, and smashed it hard at the man on the ground.

Bang! A dull sound exploded, accompanied by the crunching sound of broken bones, and blood splattered outside.

The man on the ground was in a miserable state. His jaw was cracked and torn, his larynx was shattered, and blood was gushing out wildly. It was obvious that he was dead.

The man who hit the other person was also feeling uncomfortable. The skin on the surface of his fist had been broken, revealing the broken finger bones inside.

Once the body's protective mechanism is unlocked, the fist is indeed powerful and can kill someone with one punch.

Qingze didn't know how strong the punch recorded in the Guinness World Record was, but he probably couldn't break a person's jaw like this.

He took note of it silently.

If Qingze wants to use hypnosis to assist his physical training, he must see clearly the upper limit of hypnosis, and then weaken the effect little by little to find a way to improve it without harming the human body.

"Okay, let's get on with it."

Chapter 12 Give You a Whole Life

Thanks to the selfless dedication of the Misawa group, Qingze's research on hypnotic abilities has been greatly improved.

Different physical fitness, the power and reaction to unlock the human body's protective mechanism are completely different.

He also tried to hypnotize a high school graduate into becoming a math Olympiad expert.

Let the other person study and try to solve the Olympiad math problems, the answer is useless.

While solving the problem, the man's personality became extremely violent, and he used frantic self-harming behaviors to reconcile the dissonance between his brain's cognition and abilities.

Seeing his reaction, Qingze understood that he should never try to use hypnosis to turn himself into a learning genius.

He didn't dare to touch the brain, but as for the body, he had already mastered the method of training through hypnosis.

For example, if he currently runs 12 kilometers in an hour, through hypnosis he should be able to run 12.5 kilometers.

This will not hurt your body, it will just make your muscles a little sore.

The hypnotic power only lasts for a week, so he can only try to adapt himself to the 12.5 kilometers before the power weakens.

Don't underestimate the additional 500 meters.

Anyone who practices running knows how difficult it is to increase the time by 500 meters in an hour in just a few days.

And he might be able to surpass the goals he set for himself.

He obtained these data by having the Misawa group members do weight-bearing exercises.

His physique is slightly different from the other person, and the specific situation needs to be tested during tonight's night run.

Qingze saw that it was getting late, and if he didn't go back for dinner, Chiyo would nag him again.

He looked at the people in front of him, and their number had increased compared to before.

Later, Taro Ono summoned the senior members of the Misawa Group and increased the number to thirty-five.

"Kill the twenty-one people who are down."

Strong hypnosis can only last for two hours. If it exceeds this time, they have to be hypnotized again, so naturally they cannot be allowed to survive.

"When I leave, pour gasoline all over these places and set them on fire. Then don't go out. Stay here and burn yourself to death."

Fire can destroy any traces of Qingze at the scene. "Others, do something for me..."

……

Setagaya District, Phoenix House.

The restaurant in the main house is decorated mainly in light yellow, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging in the air, emitting warm light that illuminates the restaurant.

Meiji Fenghuangin sat upright in a chair, waiting quietly.

A voice came from the entrance welcoming the lady back. Fenghuangyuan Meiji hurriedly got up, opened the crystal partition door, trotted across the living room, and saw the lady changing her shoes at the entrance.

Hu Die's hair was tied up behind her head with a headband, and she was wearing a burgundy evening gown.

She wore a golden necklace on her fair neck and sapphire earrings hung from her earlobes. Her face was delicate and her facial features were vaguely similar to those of Fenghuangyuan Meiji, but she had a more mature temperament and was more charming.

"Mother, welcome back. How did things go?"

Miki Hououin returned home and immediately told her mother about her kidnapping, wanting her to handle the problem of the Misawa Group.

They are so rampant!

Hu Die rubbed her temple and said with a complicated expression: "This matter ended in a very absurd way."

Fenghuangyuan Meiji asked in confusion, "What kind of absurd method is it that even my mother is surprised?"

"You can find out by turning on the TV, or searching the official residence on your phone, and you will find out what big news there is today."

Hu Die has been in charge of Fenghuangyuan for some time and has seen a lot of things.

But this was the first time she had seen such a ridiculous thing.

Fenghuang Yue Meiji was slightly stunned, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on the Douyin video she often watched.

The first short video pushed on the homepage is the century male gun showing his power.

Then, the content of the short video is about people advocating environmental protection.

It is a common landscape in Europe and the United States.

For some reason, I suddenly appeared in Japan today.