Chen Ang put on the white coat left by the prison doctor in the infirmary. It was neat and clean, and the details emphasized professionalism. Chen Ang's expressionless face as he arranged the surgical equipment looked particularly convincing. Not to mention the warden who was tied to the operating table, even Hong Fan, who was monitoring from the side, felt a chill run down his spine.
Seeing the occasional flash of cold light from the glasses on the bridge of Chen Ang's nose, Hong Fan felt a chill down his spine. He could not help but interrupt, "Do you have to dress like this? You look like a pervert. "
Chen Ang put on a pair of latex gloves and replied calmly, "The creation of uniforms is not meaningless. Not only can the white background prevent infection, but it also emphasizes a clean and unpolluted surgical environment. It can also give a strong psychological hint to the experimenter. This kind of hint can be a sense of security, but it can also turn into a sense of fear at any time. What we need now is this kind of fear. "
Listening to Chen Ang speaking in a language he did not understand, the warden struggled violently again. His gagged mouth let out a strange, heart-wrenching whimper. It could be seen that the fear Chen Ang wanted to create was very successful.
Chen Ang walked to the warden with small steps and slowly pushed the anesthetic into his body. He placed the warden on the side and fixed him to a suitable position. Then, he began to use the scalpel to cut the back of his neck. The surgical position was very good, and the wound was very exposed. Of course, Hong Fan could not see these details that would make the best surgeons on Earth admire, but he could see Chen Ang's focus.
It was a kind of seriousness and focus that made one's hair stand on end. Hong Fan never knew that such a scene could make him feel more afraid than when the Lord God assigned the supernatural missions.
He shouted in his heart, "He's not creating any fear at all. He's simply a pervert! He must be a pervert! Are all the scientists in the X-Men world as perverted as him? No wonder the mutants don't trust humans. After being experimented on by such a person, it's already very good that they are not psychologically twisted! "
The warden's pupils dilated, and his heart beat rapidly. Seeing that his wound was bleeding a lot, Chen Ang had to soften his tone. He smiled and said, "Relax! Otherwise, you'll die! "
The warden was fortunate enough to experience Chen Ang's psychological hypnosis. His eyes were facing a mirror that Chen Ang had specially set up. Through a small reflective device, he could see the wound that was being cut open. The yellow nerve lines and red blood vessels were neatly avoided by Chen Ang. In his hands, the surgical instruments were like works of art, dissecting his body layer by layer.
She could still hear Chen Ang's calm voice. "This is your main nerve, and this is your artery. I'm going to move them a little to prevent someone from opening this place again. I promise you, there's no doctor in the world who can repeat what I'm doing without cutting the nerves and blood vessels."
"Cut this main nerve, and you'll never feel anything below your neck. If you cut a blood vessel, congratulations, the blood will spurt out. Based on your blood pressure, it will be enough to spray three meters high. "
"Now, we will put this bomb in a small gap between the nerves and blood vessels … Don't worry, the packaging is made of flexible materials and is very advanced. Not only will it not cause any rejection, it will also not affect your normal life. Inside is a plastic bomb the size of a marble. You may not know what a plastic bomb is, but you just need to know that even if it's gunpowder, when it explodes, it will be enough to break your carotid artery … "
The warden felt dizzy. He did not know whether it was the side effect of the anesthesia or the psychological blankness caused by extreme fear. He only knew that the voice of the yellow demon in front of him was deeply engraved in his mind. The impression was so deep that in front of this person, he even lost the reaction of fear and fear.
Chen Ang hypnotized the warden right under Hong Fan's nose. Although it seemed that the mechanism to control the warden's life and death was in the hands of Hong Fan and the others, they did not know that Chen Ang already had control over the warden's life and death. In the warden's heart, Chen Ang was definitely more terrifying than a bomb. Even if he died, he would first complete Chen Ang's orders.
After the warden woke up, he saw his men obediently huddled to the side. Not only were they not locked up, but they were even holding their weapons in their hands. Then, he realized that the group of demon-like yellow people were also standing to the side. Not far away, there was a prisoner who was chained up.
He immediately jumped up and roared at his men, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take them down!"
The group of prison guards only stirred for a moment. After being glared at by a tall yellow man, they obediently shrank back to where they were. Then, he saw the real yellow demon slowly walk in from the door. The warden and the prison guards trembled and immediately became obedient.
Behind Chen Ang were two prisoners from the prison. The unruly felons were as obedient as chicks behind him. Even the most difficult criminals were as docile as devout believers.
Chen Ang walked in front of the warden and the prison guards and explained to them, "Most of you already know what's in your body. However, in order to prevent some of you from acting rashly, I still want to demonstrate the power and function of the thing in your body. "
He took out two small balls the size of pigeon eggs, showed them in front of them, and explained, "There are two kinds of things in your body. One is a high-frequency pulsed signal detonation bomb, and the other is a multi-molecule slow-release capsule. Their effects are as follows … "
Chen Ang gestured for Hong Fan to chase a felon out of the door. Then, he pressed a small button in his hand. A muffled bang came from the back of the felon's head. His head, along with a small section of his spine, was pushed up dozens of meters by the impact. His entire neck was blown off, and blood spurted out of his chest under the pressure of his heart.
The warden was so scared that he collapsed to the ground. Stinky urine seeped out of his pants. The prison doctor and the priest next to him were not much better. They were all in extreme fear.
Hong Fan asked in a low voice, "You really used such a precious bomb to cover up!"
Chen Ang whispered in his ear, "How could that be? I was just scaring them. That's a time bomb. I modified it with a watch. You just have to keep track of the time. "
Looking at the people who were scared out of their wits, Chen Ang continued to explain, "Of course, because of the cost, only a small number of people are equipped with such a valuable weapon. The others are installed with multi-molecule slow-release capsules. There's a compound poison in the capsule. The formula is very complicated, and the amount of poison in the capsule is enough to kill 100 strong men.
"Of course, because of the material of the capsule, its release is very slow. It will take a month to poison everyone to death. So, there's no need to worry. " Looking at the group of trembling prison guards in front of him, Chen Ang could only comfort them first. Otherwise, someone would inevitably die from excessive shock.
He took out a small white pill and explained, "This is a slow-release agent. It can temporarily release a small amount of poison. Take one pill a day to protect your health. Of course, if you don't take it for two weeks, you won't die immediately. However, there will be sequelae, such as gradual severe headaches, convulsions, and hallucinations. The sequelae are irreversible. Only by taking it every day can you avoid damaging your body. "
Chen Ang looked at the prison guards who were staring at the small pill with strong desire in their eyes. He put the small pill back into a small bottle and slowly placed the bottle on the table not far from the prison guards. Looking at everyone's expression of extreme desire but not daring to step forward, Chen Ang nodded and said, "This is your salary and reward."
Then, he opened a small box beside his hand. The dazzling gold luster almost blinded everyone's eyes. Bathed in countless greedy and fearful gazes, Chen Ang laughed loudly as he fiddled with the gold coins. He shouted, "Of course, it also includes other salaries and rewards."
He pushed the box and let the gold coins fall to the ground. He stepped on it and asked, "Now, what should you call me?"
A prison guard walked up boldly and picked up a gold coin. He bent down and kissed Chen Ang's boots. He knelt on the ground and said, "Boss!" Under his encouragement, all the prison guards took their own share and said loyally, "Boss!"
This was, of course, an arranged show. The first prison guard to step forward was a subordinate that Chen Ang had subdued long ago. Chen Ang leaned back in his chair and casually pulled out the Mauser pistol beside him. He shot a prison guard who took a few more gold coins and sang in English, "I rule this world with greed and fear. Satan is my alias, and the devil is my servant. I make people sing and laugh, and also wash their faces with tears, mourning for their sons and brothers! Please say with me, 'Hallelujah!' … "
"Hallelujah!" the prison guards said in unison.
Looking at this absurd and terrible scene, Xiao Bolang whispered, "Is he really a scientist? He really looks like a cult leader, an underworld emperor! "
When Chen Ang heard his words, he turned his head and explained in Chinese, "This is, of course, science. If you want to conquer or tame a person, you have to show them what they expect in their hearts. For the white people of the 20th century, you should use a style that they can understand to control them. It is objective needs that create my actions, not my personal hobbies. "
"Although many people say that psychology is a kind of pseudoscience, through my long-term experience in managing experimental subjects, psychology is a practical science. In the case that we are still unable to systematically study human consciousness, the black box system and the theory of mind that comes from it have their own internal laws and principles."
After saying that, he sighed and said, "If that 'professor' is willing to cooperate with us, psychology, or the dissection of human consciousness, may have entered a more systematic and scientific research stage! Alas! Those mutants always don't know the great significance of human progress and scientific research. They are unwilling to cooperate with us in research and refuse to participate in research, so they can't blame us for letting them be researched! "
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