People watched the tigers in their cages and talked and laughed with each other, because the cages were strong enough for the tigers to escape. But once the tiger breaks free from its cage, people can't maintain grace and indifference, especially after the tiger tears off its camouflage and shows itself to be a tyrannosaurus, and the fear spreads even faster.

Russell is equipped with the character card of the Purple Man, this guy who is purple from beginning to end and even Tintin is from the Marvel world, and his profession is a supervillain.

Purple has the superpower to command and control other people, his body can emit hormones similar to volatile chemicals, and when the target's skin absorbs these hormones, it will be controlled by Purple Man.

It is similar to hypnosis, but the effect is stronger because the purple man can control hundreds or thousands of people at a time.

It's too wasteful to use this card, but Russell did it anyway, what he held in his chest had to be vented, otherwise his thoughts would not be clear, and what was the point of him wanting this power!

Human Skin Inn!

I didn't feel much when I watched movies before, Russell just felt that the rich people outside the glass were too cold-blooded, but when he was in it, sitting on the cold Xing chair, he suddenly felt the wail from the dead soul......

That despair and powerlessness is really heartbreaking!

Killing people is too light, basing one's own happiness on the lives of others, and it should be called anti-human. People outside the glass are no different from the devil, and the devil should stay in the devil's territory, for example......

Hell!

Russell stood in front of the bulletproof glass, raised his hand and tapped lightly twice, looking at the panicked player, a bright smile blooming on his purple face.

A muffled spell sounded, the players didn't know what was going on, the game was out of control, and they began to evacuate in an orderly manner for their own safety.

The white coat was already under Russell's control, and he stood beside him very dogleggedly with a machete, like a loyal guard.

Outside the glass, the middle-aged man who looked like a leader secretly cursed a freak, he was referring to Russell, who would transform and be purple all over, no matter how you look at it, he is not a normal person.

At his command, two guards with guns burst into the room, but as soon as they entered the door, they raised their guns and killed each other as if they had lost their souls.

Russell finished chanting and pointed at the corpse of one of the guards, "Jason, follow my call and start your killing." ”

On the ground, a newly breathed guard trembled and stood up from the ground with his arms propped up. He walked up to Russell, picked up the machete held by the white coat, and swept it with a backhand, cutting the white coat in two.

Facing the bulletproof glass, Jason didn't pause at all, punch after punch blasted out dense cracks, and then slammed sideways into it, knocking the entire bulletproof glass into the air.

Finally, without the interference of bulletproof glass, the ability of the purple man began to play a role. Under Russell's hypnosis, the leader summoned all his men through the intercom, and they drove the players into the arena with guns, inhaling the neurohormones in the air one by one.

Russell wanted to make these cold-blooded magnates fantasize about what they feared most, but the bad thing was that what these people feared and feared most was the loss of power.

Russell had no power or power to empathize with why they were afraid, so he simply let go of their minds and let them watch themselves with butcher knives in their hands and the people around them kill each other while their brains were clear.

A killing feast was held in a luxurious box, and soon the air was filled with blood, and the ground was covered with blood and severed limbs, and the eventual winner was rewarded with a knife by Jason.

This is a prize awarded by the organizer Russell and must be claimed!

Russell pushed the door open, leaving the slaughterhouse-like room, wandering around the building with Jason, and finding his props in the guardhouse a few moments later.

Camera, Sand Eagle Celestial, Terminator's sunglasses, credit card!

In addition, Russell also found his identity documents, driver's license, social security card, and a plane ticket to Paris, and what he liked most about the system was that he had a legal identity every time he crossed, which saved him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Jason pulled out a hockey mask out of nowhere and buckled it on his face, the character of the purple man was out of time, Russell did not extend it, and called up the surveillance to delete the picture about himself.

When he flipped to the scene of the appearance of the purple man, he thought about keeping it, and then asked Jason to sweep around the building with a machete, and went to the prison where the experiment was kept, and released all the unlucky eggs inside.

Leaving these two footage, he took Jason with him, took a few sets of keys from the guardhouse, and finally chose the familiar Ford F-150. On the one hand, the interior of the car is spacious, and Jason has a big waist and a round waist, and secondly, this car is crash-resistant and has a sense of security than a car.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, Ford was driving on the highway, and Russell looked at the map on the car and found the airport where he was going to board. Seeing that the flight lasted seven hours, he bought himself a large portion of junk food when he passed by the motel on the way, Jason had nothing to eat, he was attached to the dead man and did not need to eat.

Driving to the city and passing through a crowded tunnel to the airport, Russell handed over the Sand Eagle Celestial God to Jason for safekeeping, and walked into the airport wearing sunglasses and a camera, his outfit that no one would suspect anything.

The departure time was 9:25 p.m., and Russell arrived an hour and a half early, and after completing the formalities, he found a seat in the corner of the lounge area in front of the boarding gate. He took a plane to his destination, Jason had no ID documents, no air tickets, no machetes in his waist, and two sand eagles in his arms, so it was impossible to board the plane under normal circumstances, so he could only sit on the landing gear.

Russell is not worried that Jason can't get on the landing gear, this thing has a very good skill 'stealth', the name of the skill was taken by Russell himself, and its ability is mainly manifested in tracking, stealth (crazy to reduce the sense of presence).

By locking on to a target, Jason can come to the target without knowing it, and he will never be rid of until the target dies.

This was a skill that Assassins could only dream of, and Russell finally understood why Jason was always one step ahead, and the unlucky ones he killed were not stupid, but really couldn't spot him.

About half an hour later, a tour group of high school students arrived at the boarding gate led by several teachers. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is impossible to sit still, and as soon as this group of people enters the arena, they make a fuss, some pushing and fighting, some hugging each other and gnawing together, and the whole group of wild horses that have escaped the reins.

Another half an hour passed, and five men and women in a hurry arrived, three men and two women, with solemn faces and no joy of travel, more like rushing to the execution ground.

Russell glanced at the five people, just because they were all black-haired + yellow-skinned, and they were very conspicuous in the black and white.

One of the five fat men glanced at Russell, who did not respond, he leaned back in his seat wearing sunglasses, and those who didn't know thought he was asleep.

The fat man thought so too, walked up to Russell and sat down, bumped Russell's shoulder, and made a gesture: "Brother, are you here to participate in the team battle?" ”

Russell looked confused, what did he participate in?

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, you continue to sleep." The fat man laughed twice when he saw this, apologized, and returned to the team.

Finally, when the time for boarding came, there was no delay in taking off on the hour, and three men and two women walked into the boarding gate as fast as they could, and Russell followed behind the team of high school students.

Finding his seat, Russell turned around and saw that it was still the fat man, who looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Brother, are you really not here to participate in the team battle?" ”

Russell closed his eyes and pretended not to hear, realizing that he might have come into contact with the characters, but there was no hint, and he didn't know how to answer.

The fat man looked at Russell for a long time, and then he began to look around as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and his huge ass was only half a seat, as if there was an iron plate that was about to burn red underneath, ready to escape at any time.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the student group, and a high-school boy with a beautiful face shouted: "The plane will explode, I'm not kidding, it will fall after takeoff." ”

The scene got out of control, and the flight attendants were unable to calm the restless high school boy, and for the safety of the other passengers, they had to choose to drive him off the plane.

With a bang, the combination of three men and two women got up from their seats, and they were the first to board the plane and the first to leave.

Russell glanced at the high school student who was picked up by the flight attendant, silently scolded MMP, and followed off the plane with smoke on his buttocks.

Death is coming!

If you can't guess the plot of which movie you are in, Russell was charged in vain some time ago......