"Potassiumcyanide, white......" Levy flipped through the thick printed book, which contained a large number of words that she didn't even know how to read, and she wanted to lie down and pretend to be dead, but Chu Man's gaze from time to time made her have to force herself up and continue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

'This is so weird......' The moment she thought of this, Levy glanced at Chu Man again. Well, it's not strange for this kind of perverted madman, but Levy just has a very bad feeling.

What Levy was thinking, Chu Man didn't care, this girl was just a tool he still had for the time being, and at the same time, there was a bit of value to pass the time, but just like that, he had more things to think and act, such as now.

Part of his mind is thinking about the next "book" development test, time, place, number of people, people, tools, etc.;

Part of his mind is hammering a small abacus, calculating the expenses that he and Levi will need to spend in the next half month: his chemicals, chemical utensils, alloy steel, disguise materials...... Her clothes, books, medicines, sanitary pads...... Common food, false testimony, ammunition ......

There are also some minds planning tonight's black-and-black operation: a camouflage plan before the attack, an elimination plan to ensure that no one survives, an escape plan to delay the police pursuit, and a follow-up dirty plan...... These plans also need to consider leaving his image so that it is convenient for him to receive bills in the future, and not to be bitten by the police, yes, yes, Chu Man, after thinking about it seriously, felt that it was a good thing for someone to come and pay for his killing.

While thinking about these things, Chu Man was still dealing with a delicate little thing, and in front of it was a short-barreled shotgun that was easy to hide, a large-caliber pistol, and two special "grenades".

And this last thing, not a weapon, nor is it prepared for tonight's operation, but: "Come here." ”

The bad feeling became stronger and stronger, and Levy even had the urge to run if she wanted to, but the lesson this morning and the perverted image pressure carved before made her not dare to really run away after all, but she was also very reluctant, procrastination in front of Chu Man step by step, staring at him with a slight will to resist.

Chu Man's hand was raised, and the string of delicate artworks that had just been completed was hung in front of Levy, "You come by yourself, or I'll help you put it on." ”

The head of the collar is a metal square with a very sci-fi feeling, one side is smooth as a mirror, the other side is an irregular but very matching floating block, and the tail is two lightning-like asymmetrical bright silver metal strips, which correspond to the two small holes left by the head square.

"YOU-MOTHER-FUCKER, I'M NOT A DOG-" After taking two seconds to understand the position of the collar, Levy immediately exploded in anger, and it is hard to say that some of this anger was the annoyance and anger left behind by the self-embarrassment in the morning.

However, Chu Man's hand was far faster than her cursing, "click", before Levy finished scolding, the collar was already firmly on her neck, accompanied by Chu Man's fluttering words: "To open it, you need to press the nine-grid password on it, and if you press it wrong, it will discharge, and if you cut it, it will also discharge." ”

This time, Levy couldn't help it anymore, no matter how scared she was of him before: the clenched fist was raised from the bottom to the top, but because of the height difference, she aimed at the fatal place of the man's extreme softness even lower!

"Smack!" Levie's fist slammed into Chu Man's palm.

"Ahh

Chu Man stretched out his other hand and spread it in front of Lai Wei, and there was a small square in the palm of his hand, and there was a small button on it: "If I press this button, it will also discharge." Disobedience is punishable. ”

As he spoke, Chu Man pressed the small button again in front of Levy.

"Damn-You, damn it......" Levi directly hit Chu Man's abdomen with a head hammer, this time, Chu Man didn't reach out to stop her, so she successfully hit the target: "Pain ......"

When Levy wondered if Chu Man had put an iron plate on his abdomen, his words made Levy freeze: "If you don't hand it over, I'll have to press it for the third time, or do you think you can fool my eyes?"

"FACK!" scolded to herself, and after a little hesitation for half a second, Levy honestly reached out and pulled open the belt of her trousers...... A stack of bills pulled out of the panty belt, from the wallet of the hapless man she had killed.

Chu Man took the banknote and patted Levy on the head: "This is my good girl, as a reward, come, let's dress up and go out to play tonight." ”

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In the unclear passers-by and official registers, this Frost Rock is an ordinary bar, and in the eyes of regular customers, it is a gold cave where women can be called for at any moment.

But only a few special guests can enter the underground boxing ring, literally and conventionally, through a secret entrance to the bar.

Most of the spectators come in and mingle in the crowded, heat-filled, hormonal-filled, and worst-of all-pervasive, ordinary auditoriums, or even those who have no seats to stand, and where they are not even entitled to complain.

However, for the audience who will come to see Black Boxing, maybe this bad atmosphere can make them devote themselves to this blood-soaked life-and-death struggle anyway.

"Benjamin got two punches in the left eye, but got back up again, Jason's pressing tactics failed, and he also got Benjamin a knee, and it seems that this fight is far from over......" The narrator finished the passage in just three seconds.

Lo and behold, they can't wait to get to the edge of the ring, cheer on their fighters up close, and of course, more importantly, watch the blood and brutality of punches and kicks up close.

But these people don't include "civilized people" like John Gotti who spend a lot of money on high seats, even if they put a lot more money on the board and give to fighters than the average spectator.

Even though he wasn't here to watch the game, John Gotti was still interested in the life-and-death fight that followed, which was far different from gunfights and street brawls, as well as from legal professional fights. This ancient and bloody sport, which has existed for thousands of years, is supported by the deepest animal instincts of mankind:

When Jason made a mistake and was beaten out of balance by Benjamin, and before he could stand firmly, Benjamin kicked and broke his left leg, the picture of Sensen's white bone stabbing bloody flesh and flesh bursting out ushered in a warm roar from top to bottom......

When Benjamin stepped on Jason's eyeball with one last kick, everyone stood up and cheered loudly for the "Warrior" who had almost bulged out of his eye socket, broken at least two ribs, and bleeding from both ears, and then expected him to die in the ring in the next round.

However, John Gotti, who was standing in the high seat compartment, felt that he had just been dazzled: he seemed to see a little girl, and he had not heard that there was a children's competition here.