The palm opened again, and the crushed cigar residue scattered in front of Pop's eyes, revealing a small piece of charred palm in the middle, and then retracted, and a familiar voice sounded from the back of his head:

"Mr. Coste, the power you rely on is nothing to us to mention. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.] The only reason you're still sitting still is because I've decided to make sure you're the right person one last time, otherwise your head wouldn't be around your neck just now, understand? ”

By this time, Pop still didn't understand that the strange thunder had appeared behind him in an instant, and he didn't even see how the other party crossed this distance. At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of undoubted conviction of the other party's words, the hairs behind his back stood up, cold sweat grew from his forehead, and he nodded with difficulty.

"Good, like I just said. You can not ship according to our guide price, but you must sell all of the 100,000 tablets per month, no matter what method you use. If you can sell more, we will give you as much as you want, and the supply price can be lower, and you can earn more. ”

Once again, Ray stressed the importance of shipment quantities, and slowly walked out from behind him, turning to the front of his desk.

The dynamic vision of ordinary humans is so poor that it will lead to the loss of fragments and the inability to see the movements of several people. As for those gunmen, judging the direction of attack from the posture of their guns and the shape of their muscles fluttering, and then avoiding them in advance, it was really a simple matter for Ray and Elliott.

At this time, Sam was also a little frightened, and reluctantly stood up, looking at Ray with hellish eyes.

And Bebop? Koster also quickly calmed down, but his face was still cloudy, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded outside the door, and then the door slammed open, and several strong men with big shoulders and round waists rushed in with fierce faces. "Boss, what's wrong?"

They apparently heard the gunshots and rushed to see their companions who had been trampled on the ground by Elliot and Samuel. I couldn't help but change my face.

"Get out! I'm fine here! ”

Pope? A hint of determination flashed in Koster's eyes, and he shouted at his intruding men.

"Boss ......"

These strong men were already going to teach the troublemakers a lesson, but they were scolded instead, obviously a little unclear about the situation. He also spoke out with some doubts.

"I'll say it! I don't need you here, can't I hear you? ”

This moment, Popper? Koster's prestige in the hearts of his subordinates was evident, and even if the situation in front of them was not right, they immediately and obediently retreated.

The thugs who had their pistols seized did not appear to have suffered multiple injuries. They soon got up again one by one, looked at Elliot and Samuel in horror, and unconsciously shrank into a corner in fear.

Only the thin little Marlen who tried the medicine was still standing in place, his expression was a little strange and he looked at Popcost, and a burst of murmuring sounds came out of his mouth:

"It's a feeling...... It's ...... feeling."

In his line of sight, everything gradually became extremely clear, Popper? Scott's face fluttered with nervousness, beads of sweat slowly bloomed on his forehead, and the old folds in the gaps between his cheeks. Even pores of different shades and skin pits were all visible to him.

Mullen found that his mind, which had become muddy due to long-term drug use, had become clearer than ever, and the series of events that had just happened were replayed in his mind at an accelerated pace, and the gunmen aimed at the feet of Ray and Elliott, who jumped at super speed to avoid it, and waved their arms like a long whip swept into the chests of the gunners, knocking them all to the ground almost instantly.

If that's all he wants, he might just think it's because his brain suddenly gets excited, and he can't see clearly. But the change in the middle of Lei really made his pupils dilate. Because that strange person actually dissipated into a puff of black smoke out of thin air, and then appeared in Pop strangely? Behind Koster!

Among the humans present, only Mullen, who had taken drugs, saw the movements of a few people.

But Pope? Coster ignored the addict and looked extremely nervous. His elbows were propped up on the table, and his eyes were staring at Thunder in front of him. The scene that happened in front of him just now made him finally confirm the guess in his heart, these people from the Ghost Pattern Association were indeed very strange.

Joseph? What kind of monster did this bastard Posano attract to himself! I've never heard of anyone dodging a bullet! Crumpled guns into iron balls with bare hands?! Are these guys all Tyrannosaurus rex?!

Joseph's attention was all on Ray, too busy thinking about what to do, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Mullen. But it doesn't mean that this guy who tested the medicine will be obedient and quiet.

Maren only felt that every cell in his body seemed to be beating wildly, and the strong bioelectric current stimulated the rapid activation of the brain, making his whole person extremely excited, as if the musculature and brain neurons of his body were constantly expanding at every moment, and he urgently needed to find a channel for catharsis.

"Ho...... Ho ho ...... Ho ho ho ......"

The addict's rickety body slowly straightened up, his originally thin and shriveled limbs were already slightly fuller, and his mouth made a heavy gasping sound that was out of tune, and his chest continued to pull like a bellows, showing unusual irritability, and he suddenly walked back and forth.

Such a strange movement finally succeeded in attracting Pop? Koster's attention made him turn his head a little puzzled:

"Damn it! What's going on, Mullen? ”

Seeing this, Ray? Stein did not have any surprises, this specially formulated P reagent by the Corbyst No. 1 laboratory is like a genetic bomb that bursts the shackles of the human body, and will cause unpredictable and strange reactions in the human body. Moreover, normal human beings simply cannot resist the pleasure and sensitivity of the cranial nerve reaction and the multiplication of the vitality of the body tissues, just like forcibly allowing the human body's functions to exceed their original limits and be elevated to a higher level.

Think about it, what is it like when you are used to using a computer with an old 586 processor and suddenly experience the peak of quad-core?

In the same way, when you taste superhuman and return to the original state of muddy, unresponsive, and weak limbs, can you still adapt?

"I think 'Pandora' is working, Mr. Coster, now you can ask this experimenter how he feels, how is our cargo?"

Pop wished that someone would rush in and kill the guy in front of him who dared to threaten him. But in view of the other party's terrifying ability to sweep away his subordinates in the blink of an eye just now, he really didn't have the confidence to go against these weirdos, so he could only vent his anger on this guy Mullen:

"Damn it! I'm asking you, how does it feel? ”

"It's so cool! It's so cool! It's so enjoyable! I still want to. Give me some more! ”

Mullen showed an expression of intoxication and indulgence, at first muttering to himself, but slowly his voice became louder and louder, and then began to look at the open safe on the table with greedy eyes, looking at the "Pandora" filled with azure medicine bottles inside. It seems that he can't bear to move away for a moment.

"Are you sure? Is it really that good? What about goods like M and T? ”

Pope? Coster was shocked but half-convinced, although he didn't think that Mullen dared to deceive himself, but he was still a little uneasy, and asked again to confirm, what he said was the best goods on the market, and the types with no price were particularly sought after.

"That's all bullshit, it's not like this at all! I'm so cool now! It's so enjoyable! Koster ...... Give me some more, sir! ”

Mullen could barely hold back the urge to pounce on himself to get the medicine. He raised his head even more suddenly, glaring at Pop with bloodshot eyes? Koster.

Pop was almost frightened by his fierce eyes and almost fell, but soon came to his senses, this was just a poor bed bug, and he didn't expect to dare to talk to him like this today.

"Get out of here, bastard! Hear me! Get out! Forgot what you've suffered? ”

Even if he was a little disgraced by Lei and them, he was the boss of the party after all, and immediately responded with a more fierce expression. And the red-faced Mullen stared at him for a moment, and finally was overwhelmed by the usual psychological shadow, trembling and bowing his head. Reluctantly glanced at the medicine box on the table, and walked out with a snort.

"Damn, this drug-addicted idiot ate bear heart leopard gall today, and he actually thinks that Lao Tzu is good at talking!"

Pop muttered in confusion. He was frightened by Maren's eyes for a moment just now, and he was afraid to retreat, which shows the great contrast between this addict and his usual life.

can make such an old poisonous insect never forget, and even change his temperament and fall into madness because of this, is this "Pandora" really so powerful? If so, then it's really worth the business.

The greed in Pop's heart was hooked again. But when I finally thought of the situation in front of me, I looked at Lei with some fear:

"Does what you just said count?"

An inexplicable smile flashed in the corner of Ray's eyes, and Pop didn't know why the addict Mullen had suddenly become so bold, but his heart was as clear as a mirror. "Pandora" will have a significant amplifying effect on the user's emotions and psychology, and Mullen will be so excited just now, but it is just because the inner desire for medicine has prevailed.

He nodded, reminding Pope:

"Of course it counts, remember, Mr. Coste. The more you sell, the more benefits we give you; If you don't meet our requirements, you may not be able to do this big business. ”

"Sell! Why not sell! Gentlemen, you will soon understand that if anyone could sell the most in Hamilton, it would be me Pop, and there could be no one else! Work with me and you won't be disappointed! ”

At this time, Pop finally showed the determination of a gangster, and almost did not hesitate to agree, as if he had completely forgotten the previous threat to Ray to himself, and had begun to pack his mouth.

"In view of the damage caused to your men, this 2,000 pills will be regarded as compensation. Hope to hear from you soon, preferably no more than a week, Mr. Koster. ”

Ray pulled out a gray business card from the pocket of his trench coat and laid it flat on his desk. A small black and red stripe pattern in the upper left corner of the business card is so intricate that it makes people dizzy just by looking at it, and there is a small line written in the center:

"The Ghost Pattern Society".

At the bottom is a long list of phone numbers, but nothing else, and it's extremely concise.

"Goodbye, Mr. Coste."

Ray and Elliott quickly left, and Sam, who had been silent and did not dare to make a sound, finally woke up and hurriedly followed.

Left with Popper? Koster sat in his office, seemingly unresponsive. After a moment's pause, he pulled out a new cigar and lit it, poured out a crystal clear pill in his hand again, and looked at the faint "P" on it, showing a greedy and smug smile.

"Put these treasures away and let Carter spread them out. Tell them that it's really good, sold only in retail! 30...... per capsule No, $40 per capsule! The commission is increased by 30%, and the more they sell, the more they get! Let those damn bugs hand me over every hammer in their pockets! ”

Who would have a hard time with the green Franklin!

Now the top goods on the market are only 80 to 90 US dollars per gram, and these little babies called "Pandora" have a maximum of one or two hundred milligrams per capsule, that is to say, as long as they can sell for 40 yuan a capsule, it is almost a profit of several times before. Seeing the reaction of the old poisonous insect Malen after testing the medicine, he already had great expectations for this baby.

Didn't that freak named Ray say 100,000 pills a month? I'm going to sell 200,000 or 300,000 pieces!

Pope? Koster had begun to worry about whether the Shadows Society would be able to supply so many goods, and he seemed to foresee that in the near future, he would be sitting in a sea of gold and silver, a smug smile on his ravine-criss-crossed face, and the folds were almost crumbling into a heap.

What do those monsters of the Ghost Pattern Association call this medicine for?

"Pandora"?

It seems to be the propagator of all disasters in myths and legends.

Who cares. (To be continued.) )