Chapter 9 Everyday Life
The next day, Li Mo went out and bought a few rabbits to come back as experimental subjects.
Close the door to the studio and lift a cute rabbit and slash it in the stomach. When the rabbit was dying, he fed the rabbit the pill and observed nervously.
A miracle happened! The rabbit's wound healed quickly and at a recognizable rate, and after a while, the rabbit regained its spirit and moved around the cage.
But there was a slight drawback, the rabbit became very excited, and half of his face twitched intermittently.
Li Mo was a little worried, he could save his life! But one by one after taking the pill, they all turned into Nicholas. Zhao Si, doesn't this smash my signboard!
When I think of two gangsters negotiating, you slap your face, and I slap your face......
No, it has to be improved!
There is also a problem with Yang Dingtian, and the male rabbit who has taken the medicine is yang and top enough, but it is like chewing Xuanmai, and he can't stop at all......
It's all wet under the cage, it's sticky, and it has to be cleaned, it's disgusting! β¦β¦
Li Mo shook his head, it seems that refining medicine is not an easy task, he is practicing these medicines to save people, not to ............
Harmful ?!!
Li Mo thought about it, and put these pills that were about to be destroyed back into the bottle, and carefully wrote on the label...
Smile half a step,
Gloomy Ecstasy Pill.
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In the next ten days, Li Mo directly turned into Frankenstein, and finally got the most suitable formula after mutilating countless rabbits!
Then there's the question of sales.
He can't come forward for the time being,
He also needs to continue to hide.
He must find someone who is reliable!
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Night.
Dock.
Inside a shipping container.
In the dim light, Turk. Barrett used an iron pry to pin open a wooden box, and two rows of brand-new Colt shimmered dimly in the dim line of sight.
Turk. Barrett pulled out a handful casually, well, it felt thick! Intoxicated, he put it in front of his nose and sniffed it as greedily as if he were taking a drug.
"Look at this! The smell of oil and steel! It's all brand new! You can do anything you want with it! He'll be your loyal buddy! With that, Barrett handed the gun to a Russian on the other side.
The Russian man was expressionless, and carefully, repeatedly, and seriously examined the gun in his hand, "I heard that your gun often has problems!" β
"It's all rumors!" Barrett said angrily, "It's all a competitor's smear!" My guys are all the most reliable guys! Listen to my name, Barrett, it's Barrett! β
"That's fine!" The Russians unloaded the magazine, and out of nowhere found a bullet and loaded it.
"What are you doing? Where did you get the bullets from? what f**kοΌ Barrett watched in a bit of a daze as the Russians pointed their guns at him, took a step back, and a cold sweat broke out.
"The Vladimiah you killed two days ago is my brother! It's not easy to hang you out! Go to hell! β
The Russians angrily pulled the trigger.
However......
Click...... Click......
"Oh...... shitοΌ "The Russian was a little confused for a moment, he felt the malice from the world!
Bang! Barrett, who came to his senses, immediately pulled out the guy and shot the Russian in the head.
Barrett went limp, sat down in his chair, panting violently. After escaping death, another wave of anger surged up. Walking up to the corpse of the Russian with a gun, "f**k!" f**kοΌ f**kοΌ β
A dull flurry of gunfire resounded through the docks.
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Dr. Clesant is a well-known psychiatrist in New York with a proven track record in post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).
As a leading expert in his field, although his consultation costs are quite expensive, the appointment of patients has been waiting for three weeks.
There's no doubt that Dr. Cleicente is quite confident in his abilities, but two recent consecutive patients have left him tormented.
One of them was Tony Stark, who had been regularly treated since he returned from escaping from the desert. About this guy, well, he really doesn't want to mention this guy!
Think of me for something!
Not so bullying!
The other is the patient in front of you.
There is no doubt that this is a beautiful woman, with a tall figure like a supermodel, white skin, delicate facial features, and smooth black hair......
It's just a black leather coat, old jeans, and black leather shoes with grinded edges, and the outfit of a man's wife is really a waste of this strip and plate!
And what's in that aluminum kettle?!
Water, you say?!
Are you laughing at my IQ!
A room full of vodka flavors!
Dr. Cleicente had the heart to remind him, but when he saw the rebellious eyes, he swallowed the words that came to his lips and swallowed them with saliva.
Jessica. Jones, have you been experiencing flashbacks (a symptom of PTSD) lately? Dr. Cleicente asked, somewhat helplessly.
Jessica. Jones took another sip of vodka, his eyes suddenly became confused, and a trace of fear flashed, "It still happens from time to time!" β
"Did you do what I taught you?"
"Yes, every time I silently recite the names of the streets in my hometown, Birch Street, Higgins Road, Colbert Road, ......"
"How's it going?"
Jessica. Jones instantly became a little impatient, "It's completely useless!" β
"That's it! I won't waste time here again! Jessica. Jones said as he stood up, then turned and walked out.
In the waiting room of the clinic, a delicate-faced blonde woman in a beige trench coat is answering the phone. Walker.
"Hmm... Miss Pepper... What the?! Tony Stark temporarily canceled my interview?! β¦β¦ But...... We've got it covered! β¦β¦ All right! β
Hung up the phone hard, Tracy was still angry, "What a fucking bastard!" β
Tracy, who debuted as a child star. Walker has been actively seeking transformation, she no longer wants to do entertainment interviews to please the public, she has a strong sense of responsibility, and she wants to do some in-depth political and social programs.
Under the opposition of everyone in the program team, she chose a compromise method and invited Iron Man Tony Stark!
This recent hot topic can be both entertaining and political, but I didn't expect Tony Stark to temporarily miss the appointment, the reason is: he didn't think about it well!
At this time, she saw Jessica, who had just come out. Jones, hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Jessica, how's it going?" β
Jessica. Jones looked at the sister in front of him with mixed feelings. When he was young, he was orphaned by a car accident and was fortunate enough to be adopted by the family, but he didn't expect that Dorothy, the mother of the woman in front of him, was just to help her daughter hype the show.
I have the heart to escape from this hypocritical home, but I find that the woman in front of me regards herself as a sister!
However, this sister instigated herself to use the superpowers she got by chance to do chivalrous deeds, but she was exposed to the sight of a demon and suffered a nightmare for a lifetime!
After escaping by luck, this woman still cares about herself carefully!
It's a bit confusing!
What kind of attitude should I have towards you!
The nightmares of the old days continue to torment her, and the concern of the woman in front of her upsets her, what else can she do?
Take a sip of vodka in your hand, Jessica. Jones said irritably, "It's a quack! I won't be here in the future! Don't contact me if there's nothing important! β
"You'll have to give me a contact information!" Tracy. Walker was in a hurry.
Jessica. Jones flung out a business card, tightened his shirt, and strode away without looking back.
Tracy. Walker hurriedly picked up the business card, which read: Kana Detective Agency, Jessica Jones, West 32nd Street, Manhattan Island...
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8:30 p.m
Turk. Barrett was driving to West 32nd Street.
His favorite West Coast rap music was playing on the car stereo, and he used to sway to the beat, but now he's not in the mood at all.
The events of last night have been coming to his mind,
What's wrong with my TM?
He was a kid who grew up in the Hamlet district, where the chaos was no less than Hell's Kitchen.
It is the "Washington" of black people in the United States, and it is the holy land of Mecca for black culture! Of course, the most powerful black gangs were gathered.
Once it was a place of glory, they rebelled against racism, they sounded the horn of the black movement! However, after success, he quickly degenerated, and even more unbearable than before!
Both of his parents died during a campaign against white police, and as a young boy, he began to struggle to survive in this chaotic place......
Joining gangs, selling drugs, killing people, he does everything, he never thinks of himself as a good person, and he doesn't give a damn. If he had been a good man, he would have seen God long ago!
He just didn't want to...... Nothing!
The arms business is getting worse and worse to the point where there is no hope at all. Already a little desperate, he even began to think about agreeing to others to sell women!
This TM is what he used to despise the most!
But what can he do?
Just to survive......
From afar, Barrett saw the Lee craft shop, the only Chinese owner who had made him money lately, and he didn't know what was going on to call him...
Li Mo and little Lucas are eating hot pot in the restaurant.
Shutters, gizzards, and big kidneys are complete!
Don't be surprised, as long as you have the money, you can buy anything in this place in New York!
Isn't there a saying, if you love him, send him to New York, because it's heaven! If you hate him, send him to New York, because it's hell there!
Li Mo felt that he was doing well,
At least it's up to your stomach!
In the disgusted gaze of little Lucas, Li Mo picked up a piece of big waist and ate it beautifully...
At this time, Barrett walked in.
Li Mo chewed his waist, "Hmm...... Sit, sit! β¦ Eat a little first, then drink two! We Chinese like to talk about things in the wine field! β
Yes, because there was really no one else, Li Mo had to find Barrett as his agent.
As a popular delicacy in the world, hot pot naturally has its unique charm, and the three of them ate it very happily.
Li Mo took out a bottle of Red Star Erguotou and filled it up for the three of them and drank it......
Feeling a little stuffy...
Li Mo habitually wants to liven up the atmosphere...
I'll teach you how to play a drinking order!
The easiest, roll the dice!
Li Mo was unlucky tonight...
Change of order! Change of order!
Poker 21 ......
Change of order! Change of order!
Seven Bright and Seven Dark ......
Two little bees......
Scissors, rock, paper......
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What do I want to do?