Mad Genius Reborn

"You misunderstood what I mean." Hitoyoshi Matsumoto explained: "What I am talking about is 'prey'. The two people you are talking about are not our 'prey'. But the people who are hindering our hunting will naturally have to be cut off at all costs."

"So that's it." Miss Tong finally understood.

At this time the road was clear, and the car followed the group and then got on the highway.

"I, Jianyi, you'd better leave me here now. I will die without a doubt. And you don't have to bear legal responsibility. At that time, just say that I'll jump off the car by myself." Matsumoto Hitoyoshi was determined to die, and even thought about the way out for Miss Tong.

"Who said I want to kill you?" Miss Tong looked ahead and said calmly: "It seems that you have been lurking in Fenghua for several months, and your harvest is not very good! You didn't even understand my habits."

"Your habit?" Matsumoto Hitoyoshi heard that she didn't plan to kill herself. But he couldn't guess what she was going to do? However, there was one thing he could be sure that she would definitely not let her go.

"Everyone who knows me knows that I am the most respectful person of Buddhism's cause and effect. However, I am not as good as Buddha's patience. Therefore, after others sow the cause on me, I will immediately return it to the result. You can also call it, and treat it with the way of others."

Miss Tong's expression was still calm and peaceful. However, her tone was hard to hide her pride and confidence.

"Since you don't mean to kill me, I will naturally not let you die."

This sentence is the point. This sentence makes Matsumoto Hitoyoshi, who is not afraid of death, suddenly feel a deep chill.

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Miss Tong smiled and said, "You want to kidnap me to sell money. Then I naturally want to find some value in you."

"You want to sell me?"

Matsumoto Hitoyoshi felt it was a bit unbelievable. He thought, he was not a beauty or a big shot, so what money could he be worth?

"No, even if you sell meat, it's not worth much money." Miss Tong seemed to know what he was thinking. She did not hide her contempt and contempt for him. She cheered him up after all.

"But you don't have to feel inferior. Don't worry! I will let you realize your full potential and maximize your own value."

Who is inferior? Only bastards are inferior.

Don't worry? Everyone has fallen into your hands, and they don't even have the qualifications to die. Can I rest assured?

At this moment, Matsumoto Hitoyoshi finally knew what a terrible person he met. Yes, he was not afraid of death. Many people were not afraid of death. However, the feeling of not being able to survive and not being able to die is that few people can afford it.

At this point, the car finally became quiet.

Miss Tong was never a person who liked to talk nonsense when facing the enemy. However, today she did say something that sounded like nonsense. Of course, those words like nonsense are not nonsense.

For such a person who is not afraid of death, he will be willing to torture him, or he will feel good. Beating him, killing him, even if he is slowing him down, it seems meaningless. However, Miss Tong's gentle words played a considerable role.

He felt fear from the bottom of his heart after his youth.

Therefore, Miss Tong's words are not nonsense. They are an alternative punishment comparable to the top ten torture instruments of the Qing Dynasty.

Of course, it is far from enough to punish a kidnapper who is deliberately trying to kidnap himself to sell.

"This is not the way back to the city. Where are you going to take me?"

Because of his confusion about the unknown future, Matsumoto Hitoyoshi found that the car had shifted back to the city, and his mood became more and more anxious. Matsumoto believed that in the past few months, he had memorized the roads leading to Yundu to various provinces. However, he was not from Yundu after all. Naturally, he didn't know where each road leads?

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon."

Miss Tong is enjoying the fun of attacking the enemy. The more he is anxious and confused, the happier she will smile. She only has such a little bit of evil fun, so she will naturally not tell him the answer early.

The car did not enter the city, but drove out of the city. Two hours later, the car stopped in front of a large iron door. Next to the gate was a black and white plaque. It was written fairly on it, "Yundu Mental Hospital Doctor".

"You, you want to lock me up like a madman!" Looking at the sign, Matsumoto's face turned pale.

Miss Tong ignored him. After a few years of coming here, she had sent people to the mental hospital twice. Once, when she was still in Qinghe Town, the bully in the town wanted to send her to the mental hospital, but she turned against the army. The second time, she bullied the sister Zhang, a deputy mayor of Yun'an, and almost fooled Yang Liu. Xiaoxin sent the person to the mental hospital.

Today, she was going to imprison a Japanese pirate in a mental hospital. Unlike the previous two times, the first two times were just sending the patient in and she didn't need to come in person. But this time, she not only sent this person here. She also had to treat him personally.

Of course, this treatment is not the same as the other. She brought him here because she wanted to borrow this place to imprison this guy, making him unable to die or escape. Moreover, she really needed someone to try new medicine for her. In the past, she basically tried medicine on her own. For this reason, she had suffered a lot. Now she has such a good substitute. Of course, she will do the best.

Miss Tong showed her medical certificate to the doorman.

"Hello, I am Dr. Tong Xinhua. Can you help me contact the dean?"

The guard naturally didn't know who Tong Xinhua was, but he knew the words. He took the ID and looked at it, and saw that the words "Doctor of Medicine" were written on it. The young doctor in front of him was enough to give him a different look. This era was not like more than ten years later, and college students were everywhere, and there were a lot of doctors and masters in the streets. An undergraduate doctor in this era was worthy of being awesome. The existence of a doctor can only be described as rare.

"Dr. Tong, please wait!"

The guard politely returned the ID and hurriedly notified the dean on a telephone line.