Chapter 208: Psychological Warfare

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I was alert to any of Lin Qizhong's tricks, but I didn't know what he meant by this. Was his "sister" a mechanism, or some other kind of preventive measure? In short, I didn't want him to touch anything now, lest he decide to cause trouble.

As a result, my general response to such a remark was to stay quiet, not speak, and stare at him coldly.

This was the oppressive atmosphere method Black Glasses had taught me, which he said he had learned from Poker-face. Poker-face was the kind of person that would make you feel very uneasy if you weren't his buddy, and that uneasiness would only increase. People who knew him would realize that he was really just taking a nap when he was leaning there, but people who didn't know him would feel that such a gloomy guy was full of evil intentions, and ready to torture them.

Moreover, this state was also hard to see through. When most people were at a disadvantage, they always tried to use psychological warfare to find a chance for themselves. But in front of Little Brother, the psychological pressure of trying to see through his thoughts was even greater than surrendering.

Even when Little Brother was at a disadvantage, his attitude often made it hard for others to tell whether he was really at a disadvantage or not.

To sum up what Black Glasses said: only someone with a mental disorder was invincible.

Black Glasses told me that the prerequisite for such a person to be invincible was to have legends and achievements, just like "Xiaoli Feidao" [1]. If there were no exaggerated legends, that kind of unreasonable lifestyle would lead to a very weary life.

The facts had proven that Black Glasses was right.

I had changed from how I used to be, because even if I acted arrogantly and had a gun in my hand, others would feel the weakness of the bluff. So I became someone that made others go: "After being provoked, the Wu family's demonic blood was awakened, and his character became abnormal and terrifying", or "that Wu Xie is crazy, and shouldn't be provoked."

I was the only one who knew what I had to undergo to prove my ability, and I was able to fully display that in front of Lin Qizhong just now. The result should have been enough to deter him, but he was different this time. When he saw that I didn't speak, he insisted on repeating what he had said.

"You won't regret the exchange. If you're interested in such things, then you'll like it."

I continued looking at him, but truthfully, my heart was a little shaken upon seeing him act so sincere. But I tried hard to hold back, because I knew that legends couldn't be shaken.

"I know you don't trust me, so tell me first. Assuming I'm not lying, will you accept this exchange?"

This was a step-by-step break to try to guide my mind. As long as I relaxed a little, he could take advantage of the situation. Lin Qizhong's current state was completely different when we had first arrived. It seemed like he was also a person with a diverse personality, and his counterattack under duress may be stronger than I could handle.

I still refrained from saying anything, and Lin Qizhong finally panicked. At this time, I said something to make him desperate: "Why should I make an exchange with you? Although I won't kill you, I have plenty of ways to get you to hand that thing over."

This was the kind of negotiation I had determined needed to be adopted since I was the strong one here, and he was the weak one.

Lin Qizhong's face twitched, and he finally managed to squeeze out: "I see you came back safely. I know it wasn't easy for you to live, but now you're being so unreasonable. You can't blame me for what I'm about to do."

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