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　　 "Let's say, since you have worked hard to lead me here, what do you want from me, money? Or something else?"

　　 "You will know soon."

　　 The youth smiled and made a please gesture, "Sir, your children are waiting for you, please follow me—"

　　 Dlamini stood up blankly, just about to take a step, but suddenly his feet were soft and almost fell to the ground.

　　 "It's okay, it's just a side effect of shock bombs and anesthetics, and it will subside in a few days."

　　 The youth reminded him, but he didn't even want to step forward to help him.

　　 Dlamini had to gritted his teeth, stood up on his strength, and walked out with the help of the wall.

　　 kept walking out of the door, Dlamini discovered that his location turned out to be the bedroom of a suite, and at this time he had already arrived in the living room of the suite.

　　 "Godfather!"

　　 "My Godfather!"

　　 In the living room, two young men hurriedly greeted Dlamini after seeing Dlamini, and helped him onto the sofa to sit down.

　　 For a moment, Dlamini's heart warmed slightly, and he shook his head at the two of them and said that he was fine.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

　　 Seeing this scene, the corners of the youth's mouth could not help but provoke a mocking smile, and applauded slowly, "It's really a scene of a father's kindness and filial piety... I heard that there is a custom in Italy--"

"Italians believe that the whole world is too dangerous for children who are still in the process of cognition, so in order to better teach children, it is necessary for them to recognize the two fathers, so the title Godfather appeared. I wonder if you are also in this way?"

　　 "That's right." Dlamini raised his head when he heard the words, "Jack and Ryan are both children of brothers who died for me. They were raised by my own hands. They are my most trusted relatives and assistants."

　　 "So that's it..."

　　 The ridicule at the corners of the youth's mouth deepened. He looked at the two with exaggerated body language, "What do you think, is Mr. Dlamini your closest person?"

　　 The youths called Jack and Ryan trembled all over when they heard the words, and couldn't help but bow their heads.

　　 "What do you mean?" Dlamini frowned.

　　 "These are the previous recordings." The young man took out a recording pen from his pocket and held it in the air, while gently pressing the switch.

　　 Suddenly, the voice recorder played a conversation, and the young people in front of him asked questions, and the two answered them, and the contents were all Dlamini's secrets.

　　 "You..." Just after listening to a short period of time, Dlamini's eyes flashed with killing intent, just about to get angry, but when he thought of his current situation, he suddenly laughed bitterly and sank heavily into the sofa.

　　 This time, he didn't even have the strength to straighten his waist.

　　 "Actually, if you want to survive, you also have a chance." The youth suddenly spoke.

　　 The three raised their heads.

　　 The young man smiled, took out a Glock 18C from behind, held the gun handle upside down, and gently carried it in front of the three of them.

　　 Everyone's expressions flashed suddenly.

　　 "Can't you tell?"

　　 The young man brought the pistol closer, and said in a low, bewildering tone, "As long as you grab this gun and point it at my head-with a bang, you will be saved!"

　　 Jack and Ryan looked at each other, both of them were a little uncertain about the true intentions of the young man in front of them.

　　 "Why, dare not to do it? Is it because you are afraid of the people behind me?" The young man deliberately glanced behind him, and said to his men in the corner, "Cheng Chao, you go out first. You are not allowed to come in without my order."

　　 "Yes, boss." The man called Cheng Chao opened the door immediately and walked out of the room without hesitation.

　　 "Look, no one is watching you anymore."

　　 The young man turned his head and brought the gun closer again, even touching the face of one of the men, "Pick it up, hurry, like a man."

　　 The man named Jack took the gun hesitantly.

　　 "Alright, next, turn on the insurance and point it at the center of my eyebrows."

　　 The young man held the gun in Jack's hand and placed it on his eyebrows, then slowly opened his hands, and kept moving the fingers of both hands to show that he was unguarded.

　　 Jack's eyes kept flickering, as if he was hesitating.

　　 "Shoot?"

　　 The young man laughed more wanton, his eyes were like a dark abyss, "Don't you dare to shoot? You have no strength to shoot, and you say it is the underworld?"

　　 But at this moment, Jack holding the gun suddenly flashed, opened the insurance like lightning, and pulled the trigger heavily at the same time!

　　 His previous hesitation was all a disguise!

　　 But something strange happened!

　　 At the moment when he was about to pull the trigger to completely kill the weird youth in front of him, he was suddenly taken aback.

　　 He only felt that he seemed to have lost control of his right hand.

　　 "What, what's going on?"

　　 Jack watched in astonishment as his right hand slowly released the trigger, and at the same time his elbow numb, his arm slowly raised.

　　 "Jack, what are you doing?" Ryan on the side was surprised.

　　 "I, I don't know!"

　　Jack was almost crying. He quickly stretched out his left hand to hold his right arm, but just raised his left hand, he fell down again.

　　 also lost control of his left hand!

　　 Next, Dlamini and Ryan saw a picture that they could not forget in their entire lives-in full view, Jack's arm bends back strangely, and at the same time, his wrist is turned, and Glock is aimed at his head!

　　 "Stop it, Jack!" Ryan exclaimed.

　　 "I can't stop, come and help me!"

　　 Jack was full of horror. He kept twisting his waist and neck, trying to dodge and turn to his muzzle, but then, he lost control of all his limbs!

　　 Finally, in Jack's horrified and desperate eyes, the black muzzle in his hand was completely aimed at him...

boom!

　　 There was a gunshot, and Jack’s temple suddenly had a penetrating bullet hole, one on the left and one on the left.

"Wow!"

Ryan on the side of 　　 let out a scream, staring at this weird scene, but something even more weird appeared-after Jack's brain was muddy by bullets, the opponent's body was still standing firmly on the spot!

　　 Not only that, the other party even stretched out his arm and handed the gun to Ryan.

　　 "You are the devil!" Ryan let out a scream, he quickly grabbed the gun, and wanted to shoot at the youth in front of him!

　　 But the next second, he found that his body couldn't move either...

boom!

　　 There was another gunshot, and Ryan drooped his head completely. There was a fist-sized bullet hole on his forehead, and his arm stretched out strangely, and he handed the gun to Dlamini.

　　 is like a death relay...

　　 "Witchcraft? Or some kind of high technology?"

　　 Dlamini's eyes rounded, he looked at the black pistol in front of him incredibly, but couldn't help thinking about the wound on the back of his neck and Indell again.

　　 He glanced at the back necks of Jack and Ryan who were still standing there. There was also a small wound on their necks.

　　 As expected...

　　 It's a pity, it's too late to know this.

At this time, Dlamini found that he had lost control of his body, as if another soul lived in his body. He could only watch the opponent take over his body and picked up the one that had killed two. The personal pistol aimed at his head again...

　　 As death approached, Dlamini slowly closed his eyes.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 Dlamini shocked.

　　 However, the expected death did not come. It turned out that the third bullet in the gun was empty.

　　 "Mistake? No, the other party didn't intend to kill me, otherwise the kidnapping of me is meaningless..."

　　 Dlamini couldn't help but smiled bitterly. He had forgotten even such a basic question. It seemed that he was really old.

　　 "How do you feel?"

　　 The youth beside him still said in that calm and relaxed tone, "Is there a feeling of renewed life?"

　　 "You are a devil!"

　　 Dlamini collapsed heavily on the ground and said tiredly, "You have won...My pride, my dignity, and my glory have been trampled to pieces by you. You have achieved your goal!"

　　 Until this time, he once again regained control of his body~www.ltnovel.com~Mr. Dlamini said seriously. "

　　 Until this time, the young man seemed to finally get serious. He walked up to Dlamini and said, "Dlamini, I want to borrow something from you..."

　　 "What do you want?" Dlamini said weakly.

　　 "I want to borrow the Eiffel thermal power plant under yours for a few days."

　　 "Okay, that Eiffel power plant is yours." Dlamini said without hesitation, "What else?"

　　 "Sorry, I think you may have misunderstood something."

　　 The youth heard the words, gently shook his fingers, squatted down and said, "I don't need the ownership of your power plant, I said, I just ‘borrow for a few days’."

"I understand what you mean……"

Dlamini shook his head when he heard the words, "It's useless. This power plant supplies most of Cape Town's electricity. Although the ownership of the power plant is in my hands, I don't have the right to transfer the electricity. When transferred to other cities, the city hall will not allow me to do so."

　　 "Who said I want to transfer the ESC to other places?"

　　 Hearing this, the young man laughed instead, "You don't need to be concerned with the whereabouts of the electricity, you only need to do one thing for me."

　　 said, the young man turned around and walked out the door, and said as he walked, "I need you to help me block the pressure on the'overhead'."

　　 "Pressure, you mean the official?" Dlamini took a breath.

　　 "Yes, I don't care what means or excuses you use. It is enough to bear the pressure of the power plant to reach Cape Town without electricity for several days. As long as you can do it, I guarantee you..."

　　 The young man paused, turned and walked out the door.

　　 "Unharmed!"