This attitude made Manli silent for a while, and she remembered the scene when she met Yan Yu for the first time not long ago.

Just like last time.

It seems like you have a choice, but in fact you don't.

The truth about her parents' death, the exact whereabouts of her uncle...can she refuse?

"You are such a devil."

Manli grinded her teeth and answered angrily.

Had to agree.

I have to agree.

Yan Yu is a devil, he can easily see into your psychology, even if you know that it may be a trap, you have to step into it.

Just like many people know that sex means a knife to the head, and they know that bad gambling will end badly, but they can't restrain their eagerness to make a move.

“A pleasure to work with.”

Yan Yu smiled lightly and shook hands with her gently.

“A pleasure to work with.”

Manli breathed a sigh of relief and huddled on the sofa: "What do you want to do? What do you want me to do for you?"

"Help me find a mental hospital in Andrew City. Jack and I will go in as patients." Yan Yu stated his conditions.

"Why go to a mental hospital?"

Jack blinked and interrupted with a confused expression: "Also, why should I go too? I'm mentally fine."

"Do you still remember what I said about ways to improve your will?"

Yan Yu glanced at him and explained: "Electric shock therapy is the best and fastest way. This kind of electric shock therapy can be carried out in addiction schools and mental hospitals."

In fact, he originally wanted to go to an Internet addiction school because it was the easiest place and you could get in by paying money.

But looking at his own physique in the mirror, Yan Yu had to give up this idea. He was 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms. He didn't look like a student.

After thinking about it, a mental hospital is more reliable.

Jack thought for a moment and widened his eyes: "Eh? This method..."

Manli frowned and said thoughtfully: "Yan, if you want to strengthen your willpower, maybe I have a way. At least it's milder than electric shock... um, gentler."

"I don't have much time." Yan Yu suddenly raised his head and said calmly.

"What?"

"You have also seen how quickly I recover from my injuries."

Yan Yu explained: "When I escaped from prison, I was tricked by Jason. He injected me with a strengthening potion called Dawn. This thing can greatly improve a person's physical fitness, but it comes at the cost of burning vitality.

Even if I remain uninjured, I can only live for two years at most. Depending on the number and severity of injuries... my lifespan will be shortened again, so the method you mentioned is meaningless to me."

"This..." Jack fell into silence.

Yan Yu sighed and said helplessly: "I have my own thoughts on how to do it, so..."

Manli suddenly said: "Maybe you can try hypnosis."

"What do you mean?" Yan Yu asked.

Manli said: "There is a big difference between the time in dreams and the time in reality. If you only need to improve your willpower, you may be able to achieve it in dreams, but this requires many prerequisites."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "For example, when I am in a dream, I must stay awake and know what I want to do."

"not only that."

Manli shook her head and said thoughtfully: "You are the most self-aware person I have ever met. It is very difficult to hypnotize you, let alone keep you conscious. What I said is only a general idea, specific

It still needs to be improved.”

Yan Yu said casually to end the topic: "So before you can perfect it, I still need to go to a mental hospital."

Manli folded her hands and asked suspiciously: "What I'm curious about is, since you can't live for a year, why don't you take the opportunity to enjoy life? Or find a doctor for treatment? Why do you want to improve your willpower?"

"Because that's useless." Yan Yu grinned, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"Asshole, this is my coffee."

"Feel sorry."

Yan Yu returned her glass without sincerity and snapped his fingers at Jack: "Jack, pour me another glass of whiskey. Remember to add ice."

Jingle bell bell~

Just then, the cell phone in my pocket rang.

Manli glanced at him with a strange look: "A person like you still has friends?"

Yan Yu took out his cell phone and took a look at it. His expression changed instantly, and then he quickly returned to calm.

The mobile phone belongs to Bol.

The phone number is Carl's.

Who is Carl?

The leader of the Yaoguang Organization, he is a powerful arms dealer on the surface, but secretly he does a lot of tricks.

For example, cage death matches, underground racing, wilderness survival... Carl has participated in these shady programs, and he also controls online channels.

The profit points of these programs, in addition to the money-making betting, include broadcast fees, ratings, etc.

As for why these anti-human and bloody programs can be broadcast openly on late-night programs, the reason is very simple - money.

There is still some restraint now. When the war breaks out in full force, this kind of program will appear on TV openly and in broad daylight without any 18X review.

Speaking of which, will he answer Karl’s call?

After thinking for a few seconds, Yan Yu decided to take it.

He wanted to promote the plot about the Yaoguang Organization. After all, they would produce other types of medicines in the future. Although the side effects were not small, they could also improve attributes.

"Mr. Bol, please..."

"Boll is dead."

The other party fell into silence. After a few minutes, he asked aloud: "Who are you?"

"You should know me."

Yan Yu pinched a cigar placed on the coffee table under Manli's white eyes.

Carl's silence lasted longer this time, so long that Yan Yu even heard the sound of turning documents over there. After a full seven or eight minutes, he asked tentatively: "Yan?"

"Hello, Mr. Carl."

The corners of Yan Yu's lips curled up, and under the lightning, his two rows of white teeth shone with an inexplicable cold light: "I have some unfortunate news for you, Jason is dead."

"Know."

"Miro is also dead, and his secretary is also dead. His experimental information is with me."

"What?"

"Remember to watch the news at dawn."

After Yan Yu finished speaking, he hung up the phone and used a little force with his fingers. Under the dumbfounded gazes of Jack and the others, the smartphone let out an overwhelmed whine and was broken into two pieces in the blink of an eye.

Jack glanced at the corpse of the mobile phone in the trash can with lingering fear, and couldn't restrain his curiosity: "Yan, who is that person on the other side of the phone?"

"Jason's boss."

Yan Yu didn't want to say more, so he changed the subject by saying casually: "There's no need to deal with him. This guy won't live long. The main thing is to lend his hand and get to know his son."

He searched on the game forum about the development of the Yaoguang Organization and its demise. The posts were compiled by 'Xingtu Knows All', and the process can be said to be quite detailed.

In the content of the post, not much detail was spent on Carl, and more emphasis was placed on his son Hawke, who was an illegitimate son to be exact.

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To be continued...