Johnny was pushed to the table by Violet, and he repeatedly raised his head and slammed it on the glass table, causing his head to break and bleed, and the red liquid overflowing from the wound on his forehead covered half of his face.
Although this restaurant has security personnel, because Johnny has a loud voice, his previous rude remarks aroused everyone's disgust.
The security personnel are ready to take action at any time, because Violet is a woman. If the tattooed man fights back, he will immediately use a stun gun to subdue him.
Johnny was not angry when Violet smashed his head and hit him wildly. He knew how to make a woman crazy, and he was a master at it. Although this woman looked wild, she was just a woman after all.
He just said lightly: "You should be aware of the abortion bills recently enacted by some states in the Liberal Alliance. Medical staff can only perform abortions in medical emergencies to save the lives of pregnant women. Violators face up to ten years in prison, and
Fines up to 100,000 alliance coins.”
"Ah... you are a very independent woman. I can smell the bravery leaking out of you."
"When I was coming here, I was passing through Arizona, where a lot of people were marching and protesting against the new abortion bill, and I stopped."
"What do you think I said?"
"I say... no one wants to end up in a morgue, ma'am."
"Ha ha ha ha."
He is laughing wildly.
In fact, out of fun, he killed many protestors for entertainment.
Because he has a loud voice, everyone in the restaurant focused their attention here and heard these words. As soon as these words came out, Johnny instantly became a public enemy. The hostility in the eyes of all the women present seemed to make him angry.
Tear and peel alive.
Even the male security guards couldn't believe that there was such a scumbag in the world who could actually enter such a high-end restaurant, so they were ready to subdue him with a stun gun.
Unexpectedly, Violet was not angry at all.
"What little fairy doesn't want to have a lovely morgue."
Violet said casually, not caring.
"Fuck...you are so fucking wild, I'm starting to like you."
Johnny was stunned.
Don't wait for the security personnel to take action.
Violet grabbed Johnny's collar and threw him towards the window like a javelin. She didn't know where her strange strength came from. Her seemingly slender and thin arms were like a crane, directly throwing the tempered glass.
It was smashed into pieces, glass fragments were scattered all over the floor, and Johnny fell directly from the Sky Hotel, which was dozens of floors high.
Because the matter was made so big, all the customers couldn't believe it. Although this person was indeed rude...but.
"Goodbye, ladies and gentlemen."
After saying that, Violet took a few steps back, jumped a few times like a diver in a very fancy way, and jumped through the broken window.
Everyone was stunned.
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One of the eleven surface strongholds.
Liszt looked at the computer screen and frowned.
"Tsk..."
Liszt was actually monitoring Di Bong, letting several armed men keep an eye on his whereabouts, ever since a third party force disrupted the situation on the front line.
The brainwashed main combatants of Section 3 and SCT gradually retreated and gradually calmed down. Both sides suffered heavy losses. In order to deal with the sudden participation of the third party, they had to rest for a while.
This means that some ace agents will return, and the Countermeasures Bureau can put these personnel into more dangerous places, such as Los Angeles.
The current strategy is to wait for the ace agent to come to Los Angeles for support before carrying out the beheading operation on Di Biao.
But some people are already impatient.
but.
When something comes to an end, no one knows whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. Liszt dialed the number of Seka, an S-level infected person in Section 11, and asked him to go and support Colin.
If you lose, you can at least take Colin and leave.
Liszt thought that perhaps it was Gray's plan that angered Colin, because due to his specialness, not only in terms of ability, but also because of the violent death of Irina's grandfather and the prophecy he deduced, somehow,
I feel that Colin is a very important person. Even if it is an illusion, he must be isolated from participating in dangerous actions and used for other purposes.
And Colin is obviously not the kind of person who can live idle.
Liszt was not sure whether this was a foolish decision.
Because at this moment.
sct is committing crimes.
There are also stormtroopers selected by the Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid Association who are also carrying out various attacks and sabotage.
He is deliberately trying to reduce the world to ruins.
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The rain was pouring down, and thunder moved in the clouds, making a muffled sound.
Colin, who was soaked all over, entered the door, but did not come to the central lobby of the building. Instead, he entered a deep corridor, which was extremely mysterious, as if there was some unspeakable weird event here.
There were pretensely sophisticated classical oil paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor. Colin could recognize them as imitations of assembly lines, The Raft of Medusa, The Creation of Adam, The House of the Hanged, the zigzag carved walnut wainscoting and palm leaves.
Dark wallpaper looks restrained and elegant.
Even in the narrow corridor, there are still small crystal chandeliers extending all the way, as if leading to some secret palace.
Heath was seen hurriedly running over from the end, coming to the corridor, and telling Colin to get out before he was discovered by Dick.
Colin was also surprised when he saw this familiar person. He didn't expect that this guy was here.
"Brother, what are you doing on the plane? Talk outside."
Heath grabbed Colin's arm and took him outside. Unexpectedly, Colin didn't move at all and didn't bother him at all.
He was really panicking, because he had seen Colin's methods and understood that this was an extremely powerful man, and maybe... maybe he could really kill Di Biao.
By then.
boom!
The thing in his head exploded directly.
"You should know me well enough."
Colin understood deeply that the best way to kill Di Biao was to wait for the countermeasures bureau to take action.
But as far as Colin is concerned.
The Countermeasure Bureau is not much better than SCT. The people on the top are also unscrupulous, but their methods are more secretive.
Reality only teaches men to affirm or deny what they are led to believe by the ruling powers, but in fact, people cannot affirm or deny what they know nothing about.
In this kind of ideological confrontation, the party with the advantage is not rationality but eloquence. As long as the absurd assumptions are blown to the sky, there is no need to worry about not getting new believers.
It seems that as long as the sins committed are gilded with universal values and a community with a shared future for mankind, the ugliness that is unknown and buried deepest can be eliminated.
From the first moment of gaining power, the idea of causing others to suffer will naturally sprout, and it is a cruel and anti-human infliction.
And this kind of whipping in the name of morality applies to all the infected people who were killed because they could not withstand the stress test, or to the ignorant people who were deceived in a clever conspiracy in order to stabilize the economy and prohibit population emigration.
They are all countermeasures.
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A sure-fire bargaining chip.
This is also a kind of murder.
"where is this place."
Colin asked calmly.
Heath answered truthfully, wondering where this evil star came from and where it went.
I heard this is actually a wonderful club.
Even Colin felt a little ridiculous and laughed subconsciously.
"There are many infected people here, as well as many upper-class people. Let's go quickly. Colin and Di Biao are also there."
Heath pleaded, after all, this was about his own life.
"Really, if that's the case, it's even better. It means the people inside..."
"No one is innocent."
Colin strode into the corridor. Maybe not only the people here are innocent, but also the whole world. This is the biggest illusion.
"You're fucking crazy, Colin."
Heath wanted to hold him back.
Click!
A wire blade stretched out suddenly and twisted his arm to pieces, turning it into a red paste.
"This is indeed an indisputable fact, I think..."
"Everyone in the world is crazy now."
"But here's the kicker."
"Is it even possible for it to be crazy enough to be right?"
Colin disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Heath was stunned in place, only hoping that Di Biao could handle it. Although he was now isolated and helpless, with only a few minions around him, he was still the top cadre of SCT.
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In the club lobby, the orchestra played elegantly.
All guests wore banquet masks and danced gracefully in the center of the dance floor. At the same time, there were sexy waiters wearing lace bunny clothes carrying champagne trays, serving guests in all aspects, regardless of gender.
Once you get into the better state, there are various secret rooms in the building, with many styles.
This hall is filled with evil, absurdity, and desire.
Only Di Biao was not wearing a mask. He was wearing a khaki windbreaker and was sitting quite comfortably on the leather sofa, hugging each other.
"Fuck...so damn..."
Di Wei hasn't finished speaking yet.
boom!
The metal door was kicked open and flew backwards, injuring several people.
Suddenly the whole hall was in panic.
A tall man appeared behind the door, wearing blood-red round sunglasses. The scars on his eyes extended to the corners of his mouth, looking like the most ferocious desperado.
That kind of terrifying aura, just standing there, is like an unshakable statue.
"You fucking..."
Di Yaxing was disturbed, his expression was extremely gloomy, his green eyes like snakes and scorpions were so vicious that they wanted to cut him into pieces. He never expected that this man would actually come to his door after offering a reward.
Click, click, click...
The waterfall of blood surged, and Colin attacked everyone indiscriminately. This place became his slaughterhouse. There was no time to think too much, whether it was the infected here or these ridiculous people.
The thing itself remains unchanged.
Only people's feelings have changed.
And Colin.
I no longer feel anything at all.
Cut off at the waist, chopped into pieces, limbs flying across, and blood splattering.
"Di Wei..."
"Your absurd career is over."
The lobby became a purgatory.
Colin said calmly.
"absurd?"
Di Wei sneered disdainfully. In the last breakout operation of the Countermeasures Bureau, this man was traced, and he returned to Section 11.
"He is just a hawk of a bureaucracy, but he still dares to talk about hegemony."
His eyes, green as the abyss, exuded the coldness of winter, and he spoke in a somewhat awkward and jerky oriental language.
"Knowing that I have sinned against you is only the Spring and Autumn period."
