Qi Lin and Ling Kui directly hijacked Cheng Su, then drove all the people in the train cab out, dragging Cheng Su into the cab.

This is the latest rail car, and the operation has been much simplified. Qi Lin just clicked a few times on the touch screen, and the front of the car was separated from the train carriage dragged behind. Under the muzzles of hundreds of soldiers, he led Cheng Su toward the direction of the head of the Cheng family.

"Here, this is a telephone. Tell your subordinates to cancel all the levels along the way. If I find any obstacles - even if there is a small stone on the track, it will be considered. Once, chop off one of your fingers, chop off two of them the second time, four of them the third time, and so on, do you understand?"

"Don't that be done soon?" Ling Kui chuckled, and used her mind to lift herself on the back of the captain's seat, looking down at Qi Lin and Cheng Su from a high place.

"Don't you still have toes? The toes are gone, you can dig your eyes, chop digging them or something..."

Every time Qi Lin said, the flesh on Cheng Su's face trembled - he was really afraid of death. The higher the person like him, the more he was, the more afraid of death. Although losing everything is more uncomfortable than death for him, how many people can be afraid when facing death?

Moreover... the young man with a smirk in front of him has any strange ability to fly around at will, obviously it is not a pleasure to Cheng Su...

When it comes to torture people, Cheng Su thought he had some experience. He had played the gameplay of those slaves who made mistakes, such as Lingchi and human-stealing sticks. However, when he witnessed that bloody scene, Cheng Su felt only excitement and excitement. But once he thought that something might happen to him, the feeling... was really bad...

"I am Cheng Su... to get out of the way and let us pass." Cheng Su reluctantly swallowed and said to the telephone.

"Well, I heard it all. If you hope your agent's head is safe, it's better to cooperate." Qi Lin took back the phone and said to the microphone.

This rail car is obviously Cheng Su's special train, and the permissions of the telephone can directly access the all-purpose channel of the shelter. That is to say, in the shelter No. 909, as long as there are radio equipment, you can receive a signal sent by Qi Lin.

Turning off the communicator, Qi Lin looked at Cheng Su, who was sank on the ground, with his limbs dislocated, and looked around the cab with a very luxurious decoration and asked, "You should be planning to run away from this train, right? To be honest, I didn't expect that you would stay in Shelter No. 909."

"...So what... Then can you tell me your true identity now? If I'm not wrong, you are all members of that 'organization' like Cheng Yanqiu, right?" Cheng Su's emotions had stabilized at this time. Although the dislocation area was still aching, as long as he didn't move, he was still in a tolerable range.

"Do you know the 'organization' too?" Qi Lin became interested, squatted in front of Cheng Su, leaned over, and gently poked the other party's dislocated arm with his finger.

"Ah... hiss... you!" Cheng Su immediately took a breath, glared at Qi Lin with some angrily, and then said with a little discouragement: "To be honest, I know nothing about you. Even before Cheng Yanqiu came back, I always thought that the 'organization' was just an existence that was fabricated by their father and son to transfer property."

Qi Lin stared at Cheng Su's eyes for several seconds until Ling Kui's voice rang in his head.

"He didn't lie."

Well, I actually forgot that I had a living lie detector with me.

Qi Lin stood up and sat on the seat. At this time, Ling Kui once again spread her consciousness to Qi Lin's mind: "Is it that mysterious 'organization'? Cheng Yanqiu had invited me before, but I refused."

"Me too, but then again, I suddenly became interested in the 'organization'. I think this 'organization' would be something like S.H.E.L.D. in Marvel?"

Qi Lin said in his mind, but after a long time, Lingkui did not respond to him.

Qi Lin looked at Lingkui with some confusion, and then the other person's voice sounded again in his mind: "I told you that I do not have the ability to read other people's thinking. You must let go of your guard against me before I can feel your thoughts - now, don't resist the contact of your thoughts."

After saying that, Qi Lin felt a strange force trying to invade his thoughts. He hesitated for a moment, but chose to refuse.

"What? I'm afraid I'll read your memory? My ability can only feel what you're thinking, and I can't see what's deep in your brain."

Ling Kui said again, and Qi Lin completely let go of her restrictions. Sure enough, as Ling Kui said, the strange power only stayed at the surface of his thinking and did not invade further.

"Your ability is really perverted. Are you mental abilities so buggy?" Qi Lin could clearly feel that he and Ling Kui built an invisible bridge of mental power. Through this bridge, they could share each other's thinking without any obstacles.

"I don't know, I have never contacted other mental abilities."

"Okay, but how did you communicate with me when I was in the waste warehouse at that time?"

"At that time, you said it directly with your mouth. I used my mind to capture the sound waves scattered in the air." Even the sound made in my mind, Ayakura's tone was still so cold.

"...Okay, let's talk about the serious business. Why didn't you agree to Cheng Yanqiu's invitation? I feel that their organization is very awesome. Whether it is background, strength, connections, etc., it may be a giant that is even more terrifying than the consortium alliance."

Thunder mentioned a long time ago that compared with "organization", just a consortium alliance in China is nothing.

Of course, Qi Lin is not sure whether the consortiums around the world can compete with this organization together.

Ayanai's answer is very simple - "I can't believe it."

"If you believe me, then you will come to save me and Cheng Yanqiu?"

"I can trust you, but I can't trust that 'organization'."

"To be honest, I don't want to let me join before I have no knowledge of this 'organization', but neither Thunder or Cheng Yanqiu told me that before I joined, the information about the 'organization' cannot be disclosed to non-organization members, even if I can't even say the name of the organization."
Chapter completed!