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Chapter 11 The upper limit of hypnosis

Inside the warehouse, fine dust in the air was flying in the sunlight.

Ono Taro continued to lie on the ground in a daze, and the dreamlike feeling could not leave his mind.

why am i here

what am i doing?
These two questions buzzed in my mind like flies.

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

Ding ding, a very simple cell phone ringing, awakened Ono Taro from his dream. He reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand and took out his cell phone, and connected the call with a slide of his index finger.

He turned over and sat up, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. A burning pain appeared in his cheek, "Hey, what's the matter with you?"

"Xiaoye, are you confused by taking drugs? Why do you ask me what's wrong?"

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

Ono slapped his forehead with his left hand, and said with the usual frivolous smile on his face: "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 the news from that woman yet."

"I lost a bet with others 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 shocked.

Ono Taro said with a nonchalant expression: "You can do that kind of thing next time, don't worry."

"There will be no next time! When Mei Ji goes back and tells Hu Die what happened, both you and I will be finished!"

A cry like a collapse came from the opposite side. If Kojiro had known that Ono was so unreliable, he would not have wanted to join forces with the other party to trick Hu Die.

Without Mei Ji as a hostage, the Misawa Group will inevitably fall under the huge financial resources of the Phoenix Academy family.

Ono is captured and then confesses his existence.

When the time comes, let alone ousting his sister-in-law and taking over the power of the Phoenix Court House, he might be buried in the backyard and used as fertilizer.

"Asshole, I was killed by you!!"

"It doesn't matter, it's not that far."

Ono Taro replied, the sense of disobedience in his mind getting stronger.

Kojiro on the opposite side has already hung up the phone.

Ono Taro poked his chin with his hand, wondering how he could keep his promise?
He thought the promise was a fart and found a blind spot. He touched his chin with his hand and wanted to think deeply.

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

Ono Taro raised his head 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 subconsciously opened the door.

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

Unlike his cheerful smile, his words were full of coldness.

Incredibly, Ono Taro couldn't feel any revulsion in his heart, like a moth in the dark flying towards the flame.

Even though he knew there would be no intact body, he still couldn't stop his desire to fly towards the flames.

"Hi."

The people inside responded in unison.

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

It was the first time to hypnotize so many people.

Qingze could not guarantee how long the hypnotic effect would last. For safety reasons, it was better to confiscate their lethal weapons.

All of Ono's younger brothers have guns.According to the rules, it cannot be used casually, but Taro Ono has an extremely weak awareness of the law.

Letting my brother put a silencer on his gun shows his respect for the law.

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

Hypnosis is really a great superpower, allowing Qingze to experience the authority of a king, and it's true.

He suppressed the joy in his heart, pointed at the driver who was driving earlier and said, "You can jump up to the third floor of the shelf without using any tools."

"Hi," the man said without questioning, standing out of the queue.

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

Qingze looked at the third floor of the shelf, which was about three meters above the ground.

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

Hypnosis convinced his brain that he could do it and he must do it!

This emotion ignores the body's self-protection mechanism and conveys commands to the muscles and nerves.

Under the command of a king, he exploded with unimaginable jumping power and jumped to the third floor of the shelf.

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

The person fell directly to the ground.

There was a thud, and blood came out of his head, but he didn't pay attention. He just curled up, hugged his legs, and let out a shrill wail.

None of the younger brothers present, including Ono Taro, had any moved expressions, like puppets without emotions.

Qingze couldn't stand hearing people's whining and said, "Shut up!"

The wailing sound stopped, and the man's eyes were filled with painful tears and runny nose. He hugged his legs and curled up on the corner of the shelf like a stray dog ​​in the rain.

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

This fact is the result of previous speculation but no accurate data to support it.

After all, Qingze didn't watch Takehiro Iwama perform Wushuang with his own eyes.

He entered the next stage and said: "Stand up for me."

The driver, who was originally holding his legs, tried to stand up, ignoring the pain. He tried several times on the same spot, but he always fell to the ground, sweating profusely in pain.

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

He hates extreme people and gangsters.

Especially these guys in front of me, following a scum like Taro Ono, they must have done a lot of outrageous things 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 blow his head off with one punch!"

The man in a suit whose name was called strode forward, picked up a fist as big as a sandbag, and hit the man on the ground hard.

boom!It exploded with a dull sound, accompanied by the crunch of broken bones, and blood splashed outside.

The man on the ground was in terrible condition. His jaw was directly cracked and torn open, his throat bones were shattered, and blood was pouring out crazily. He was obviously out of breath.

The man who hit him also felt uncomfortable. The skin and flesh on the surface of his fist had been broken open, revealing the broken phalanges inside.

Unlocking the protective mechanism of the human body, fists are indeed overbearing and can kill someone with one punch.

Qingze doesn’t know how hard the Guinness World Record’s punch was, but it must be impossible to break a person’s jaw into this shape.

He silently wrote it down.

If Qingze wants to use hypnosis to assist him in physical exercise, he needs to see clearly where the upper limit of hypnosis is, and then gradually weaken the effect, and come up with a way of progress that will not harm the human body.

"Okay, let's continue."

(End of this chapter)