This is the only room in the dim basement that radiates a bright and ambiguous light, flashing neon lights that tempt all beings.

The glittering neon lights in the room create a hazy and dreamy scene, like the Elysée Paradise hidden deep in the depths of hell, full of joy and beauty.

Lin Mo searched the entire basement place, and it was not until he found the central place that he found the target of the mission in the prison - Fujiwara Kawako.

But he never imagined that such a dream-like area could be hidden in such a dim, damp basement with a foul and gray smell in the air.

No wonder it's unguarded.

Because tonight is a gathering of scavengers, all the people came to the open space of the factory to dance to the bonfire, and this kind of celebratory day is no less than a lively festival for them.

As for the caretaker work or something, it is enough to leave a few people in the factory.

They were not well-trained warriors, and the only order they had in this group could only be revealed under pressure.

And now this man who can bring "coercion" is staying in his own "dormitory" to be happy.

In Lin Mo's eyes, this basement is full of crimes, and the victims have written the tyranny of those inhuman people here with blood, tears, and saliva, but anyone who browses here with the eyes of a normal person will only feel disgusted and disgusted.

But I have to admit that there are always some people in the world who take pleasure in evil deeds.

This is the "cargo" processing room and the "cargo" storage room.

Again, it's someone's paradise.

He can run to the operating table in his spare time to watch and experience a drama of blood and screams, and even perform the operation himself on a whim.

When he is upset, he will also play a small game of "I will choose whoever the little rooster clicks" in the room where the "goods" are placed.

Now that it was a day of celebration, the emperor of the basement was also in a rare mood, and chose a good-looking little white sheep and let her come with him to this room hidden in the deepest part of the basement to share the heavenly happiness.

......

In the neon-lit room, the music is ambiguous, high, and full of fun.

But in this, there is also a woman's gentle and mournful crying, which rings in the ears from time to time, reminiscent of the absurd days of the wine pond and meat forest.

The man who was as strong as a bear sat on the soft sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a wine bottle in his hand and swaying the wine inside, his eyes were hot and full of interest to look at the woman kneeling on the ground in front of him.

The woman wears a Mewtwo headband on her head, her eyes glazed over, and Mewtwo's unique visual light transports her into another world with a real but illusory feel.

I can't help but know the scene in that virtual world, but after the woman wears Mewtwo, she seems to be suffering from hysteria, and the brain's expression management seems to have collapsed, and her beautiful face is now only a pitiful collapse.

The man watched the scene quietly, always smiling, and then drinking the drink to his lips, the heat of the liquor scorching his body and mind like lava.

"This is the most wonderful enjoyment, and how can the sensual desires of ordinary people be compared with this hellish pleasure?"

Today, with the rapid development of science and technology, the invention of Mewtwo has not only contributed to all walks of life, but also brought the traditional childcare industry into decline.

Because all the entertainment in the world is nothing compared to the pleasure that such a device brings.

The man smiled elegantly and easily, and crossed his hands in front of him to take in the scene in front of him.

Immediately, he slowly picked up a red-lacquered flame-painted pistol on the table.

This beloved matching gun, the man also gave it a nice name:

Hellfire.

The original body of the gun is the [Unification] pistol produced by the Constitution Military Industry, after the transformation of the gun body and the performance upgrade, except that the shell is the same as the [Unification], the rest of the functions are completely different from the [Unification].

The man liked this pistol very much, because every time he fired, the muzzle of the gun was a fiery red flame color, and the bullets were also made of special thermal incendiary grenades, which would rise up when they hit the enemy.

He rubbed the barrel of the gun with both hands, and watched the woman in front of him look like a climber who had climbed to the top of the mountain at the last moment, falling off the cliff and into the bottomless abyss, with a face full of despair.

"Hurry up, arrive quickly, and then I can also give you the joy of being reborn from the fire, and you will become a fire phoenix, and go to that wonderful hell." The man muttered softly, his eyes eager.

The playback progress of Mewtwo's film is not something he can control, and this black Mewtwo is also a film that he carefully selected and then sent someone to customize.

Mixed with the essence of several Black Mewtwo, the film is several hours long, and no matter how strong the willpower is, the moment they put on the Mewtwo headband, their fate is doomed.

And at the end of the film, it is a man's favorite show.

As in the old days, he would use this gun to burn his victims with Molotov cocktails.

The victim thought that the nightmare was over, but he never imagined that after returning to reality, it would still be a fiery purgatory.

"It's almost there." The man whispered.

He had experienced this scene more than a dozen times, leaving a charred corpse at the end of each joy.

Now the charred shells were enough to build a hill, and he sat at the top of the mountain, watching the next victim come to his knees.

So he knew very well that when the music began to change its pitch, it must be that time was coming.

Sure enough, with the roar of the last explosion in the stereo, the woman in front of her also began to convulse and fell straight to the ground.

"It's coming!" The man grinned, his eyes cruel.

The video of Mewtwo's headband ends, and the visual light on the headband also dissipates, and the woman wears the headband and opens her eyes in a daze, as if to take one last look at the world.

"Wait a little longer, the company should send someone over..."

"It is impossible to be a rare day of celebration without fire, and it is impossible not to die."

The man took one last sip of wine, moistened his tongue, his rosy lips hooked into a smile, slowly aimed the muzzle of the gun at the woman, looked at the dull gaze, and was about to pull the trigger.

Rumble!

The violent explosion made the man subconsciously tremble, and instinctively looked out of the house.

The metal electronic door was violently slashed open with a sharp weapon at some point, and then kicked hard, and after a loud explosion, the tattered door panel flew right towards the man's face.

The man's pupils shrank sharply, his body subconsciously entered a state of stress, and Kronzikov, which was implanted in his back, slightly lit up the reaction light.

The world in our eyes suddenly changed, the speed at which things flowed slowly, and the speed of human neural reactions increased to the point where time was condescending!

In this realm of sluggish time, the man also saw the initiator who kicked the door open, and he came running like a demon at a speed far beyond what a man's dynamic vision could capture.

However, in what he saw as a stagnant world, the intruder's speed was also affected and changed back to his original speed.

It was fast, but not so fast that the man would die instantly, and Kronzikov gave him a chance to survive.

Silvistan Type 2, on!

The implants of the nervous system of the brain shone brightly, and a force that broke through the limits poured into the veins of the whole body, and the man also gained the ability to maintain his original speed in a stagnant world.

He raised his pistol with a fierce gaze, intending to execute the sudden attacker.