But at this time, on the underground floor, Mira was so frightened that she sat on the ground, motionless as if she had seen a ghost. No matter how much Trang and the others shouted outside the door, Mira did not open the door for them, because in

During this more than an hour, he witnessed something completely impossible.

When Mira saw Ian's miserable state for the first time, she was so frightened that she covered Ian's head with her clothes, but soon he realized that since Muto put Ian here and asked him to lock the door and watch over Ian,

Well, that means Ian is not dead.

So soon Mira boldly took off her clothes and prepared to use a towel to clean Ian's wound. When he was cleaning the wound, he saw that the rotten flesh of the wound kept shaking.

And when he focused on the wound, he couldn't bear it anymore. He collapsed on the ground next to the sofa and saw with his own eyes that the right half of Ian's face and the lower half of the back of his head were smashed.

It grew back bit by bit in more than an hour.

And Ian was extremely angry this time, because he finally got the survival time, but it took nearly half of the time, 320 days of survival time, to completely repair his injuries.

.

In addition, he could not make a sound during the repair process, so as soon as the repair was completed, he immediately jumped up from the sofa and screamed angrily. His expression was very ferocious, and the blood stains on his face were all covered by Mira.

He saw it and was so frightened that he couldn't move.

Ian also saw Mira's appearance at this time, but ignored him and just went to open the door, and then Trang, Muto, and Locke rushed in.

"Ian?" The three of them were stunned, because they all knew that Ian was shot and injured, but now they saw that except for the blood on his face, he was completely unscathed.

"I'm fine, how is Betsy?" Ian asked anxiously.

"Becky is fine, but seeing you like that with my own eyes, I couldn't accept it, so I was crying in the room upstairs." Muto said.

"Also, we have captured the two gunmen." Trump said.

Ian was stunned for a moment, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he said: "Find a place, and I will ask carefully at night who is trying to kill me."

When he arrived at the office, he could hear Betsy crying before he opened the door. After opening the door, he saw Betsy lying on his desk crying heartbrokenly. This scene made Ian heartbroken.

, which made Ian feel happy again.

"Stop crying!" Ian quietly walked up to Betsy and shouted coldly.

Betsy was startled. She looked up and saw Ian who was intact. She was stunned for a moment, then jumped on top of Ian and screamed hysterically.

"You're not dead, you're not dead, ah..." Betsy screamed loudly.

Ian had no choice but to let Betsy continue to vent. After a while, Betsy let go of Ian, and then looked back and forth on his head very worriedly, and asked in surprise: "How is this possible? I saw it with my own eyes."

What you saw, you..."

"Okay, I'm fine now, don't think about those unhappy things." Ian said with a smile.

Betsy suddenly started crying again: "I thought you were dead..."

"Haha, I think this is a good thing, otherwise how would I know that you would still feel sorry for me if I died." Ian smiled.

Betsy wrinkled her nose, hugged Ian tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Don't scare me like this again, I can't live without you."

This time it was Ian's turn to be stunned, and then he smiled in surprise: "Are you telling me that you agreed to be my girlfriend?"

"Fool!" Betsy nodded with a smile on Ian's nose, then rushed out the door.

Ian sat at his desk, frowning and thinking, who would come to kill him? There were not many people he offended, but not too few. Bobby, the original boss of the entertainment city, because of Muto's

The reason is the twelve bosses who transferred the entertainment city to him for free, the casino owner Mark who was killed by him, the star Carter, and Kate from City L. These are the only people who know that he is in City S.

Carter's club is still negotiating with him. Even if he retaliates, he will not be so quick. In addition, the rest of the people will have reasons to retaliate against him. Trump has already caught the gunman. If he asks who appointed him

, we must take revenge, at least get back the lost inventory time, no, we must get double.

However, Ian gained something from this incident, firstly Betsy, and secondly, Ian gained a new understanding of the Death Assist System after being shot.

At the moment he was shot and fell to the ground, although he lost control of his body, he heard the prompt from the auxiliary system in his mind: high-intensity damage was detected, and the host could not die before the survival time was exhausted, and the force was activated.

repair.

In other words, this repair was not actively chosen by Ian, but was automatically repaired after the auxiliary system detected the damage. Fortunately, his survival time was enough, otherwise, when the survival time continued to be used to repair the body, it would consume

When it was over, not to mention the extent of his injuries, the survival time alone was enough for him to die on the spot.

Another thing that surprised Ian was that the host could not die before the survival time was exhausted. He asked the auxiliary system, and the system's answer was: the host has been selected as a candidate for death and cannot die through normal means.

Ian's understanding is that as long as he has enough survival time, even if his head is exploded, he may not die.

Of course, there are also disadvantages. For example, if he is injured again during the repair period, his survival time will be further consumed until he dies.

As night fell, a few people hurriedly walked out of the back door of the entertainment city, put the two sacks into the trunk, and then drove away, heading straight out of the city.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill my boss?" Trump asked with a cold face to the two gunmen who were tied to the concrete pillars.

"Hehe... Now that your boss is dead, you are still working so hard. You are very good." One of the tall gunmen said with a smile.

"It's a pity that we have bad luck. We followed the wrong person. If you let us go now, we might be able to be saved, otherwise you will be the next one to die!" Another slightly shorter gunman said coldly, without any trace of it at all.

of timidity.

"Bang!" Trung's strong fist hit the short gunman's stomach hard. The man immediately opened his mouth and started vomiting. It looked like he had vomited out all yesterday's meal.

"Hmph! If we dare to come, we are prepared not to go back. If you are going to ask us to say something, you'd better be prepared not to ask anything." The tall gunman sneered from the side.

Ian, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly felt a little difficult to deal with. It seemed that these guys were not as easy to deal with as he thought.

At this time, Wu Teng walked out and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I usually have nothing to do, and I love to study some torture techniques."

"Tron, vomit this one too." Muto pointed at the tall gunman and said to Trang.

Trang was a little confused, but he still stepped forward and punched the man in the stomach, causing the man to vomit a lot.

Then in the painful and doubtful eyes of the two gunmen, Muto said to Trang: "Go find a funnel, exchange the things they spit out, and feed them to each other. Keep feeding. If they can persist,

If you stay here for three days, I will come and eat these things."

As soon as Muto finished speaking, the two men frowned, opened their mouths, and spat out a bunch of words, each thinking to himself: He wouldn't do that.

But soon, they knew the result. Trang made a call, and within ten minutes, someone sent Trang a funnel and bucket.

Trang knelt down and frowned as he shoveled some of the taller gunman's vomit, and then stepped forward to block the short gunman's mouth with one hand. Muto helped stuff the funnel into the short man's mouth, and the two gunmen were horrified.

In his eyes, Trung Leng poured the tall gunman's vomit into the funnel, then pinched the short gunman's nose, forcing him to open his throat and pour the stuff in.

Then Muto quickly took a few steps back, and Terang quickly took a few steps back when he saw this. The next second, the short gunman spit out the vomit from his mouth again, and even sprayed out from his nostrils.

I vomited a lot, and opened my mouth again and said "vomit..." and my face turned red from vomiting. It can be said that my nose and tears came out together, and I felt like I was going to vomit as soon as I took a breath.

This moment stunned the tall gunman. He had seen fists, knives, and even veritaserum used to extract confessions, but this method really frightened him. Just thinking about it made him...vomit...

"Wipe his face and get some water for his mouth, otherwise the taste will be weak next time." Muto said with a smile. As soon as he finished speaking, Tron couldn't help but vomited.

"Haha, you are in luck. This brother of mine is going to add food to you. It's your turn next." Muto came to the tall gunman and said with a smile.

The tall gunman looked at Muto who had already come forward with his companion's vomit, and immediately couldn't help but cursed loudly, but it was of no use, Muto and Tron were already about to collapse.

"I said...I said..." the tall gunman shouted immediately.

Muto smiled and took a step back. The tall gunman shouted to his companion: "Voss, I really can't bear this."

"We are members of the mafia. We have checked and it is you who killed Mark, so we are ordered to retaliate against you. In addition to us, there are two other groups of people who will also retaliate against you. Time and method. We

I don’t even know, that’s all I know, please let us go, I promise, we will leave here immediately and never come back again.” The tall gunman told everything he knew in one breath, and then turned around

When I went to see my companion, he seemed to have not reacted yet and was still vomiting out mouth after mouth, even though he could no longer spit out anything.

"Kill them!" An unusually calm voice came from the corner, and then a figure slowly appeared in the light, who was it if it wasn't Ian.

"Is it you? Impossible, I've obviously killed you, there's no way you're still alive." The tall gunman looked at Ian in horror and shouted.

But they had no chance to think about the reason anymore. After hearing what Ian said, Muto and Trang clamped the throats of the two gunmen, one on each side, and twisted them hard, ending their lives.

"Should we bury them?" Trump asked.

"No, not only don't they bury them, but they also have to drag them to the main road into the city." Ian said angrily.

Trump asked worriedly: "They are members of the mafia. By doing this, they are undoubtedly openly declaring war on them."

"Are you scared?" Ian turned around and asked.

"You still don't believe me!" Trang was also a little angry. He was already a little dissatisfied because he concealed what Ian had done from him before. Now that Ian asked this again, it was obviously aimed at him.

"That's because you haven't given me the answer yet." What Ian said was exactly the last time Trump learned about the virus, he hadn't given any reply to Ian yet. So for Ian, he felt deep in his heart.

In fact, I am still somewhat wary of Trump.

Tran sighed and said: "I really didn't expect you to do that kind of thing at the time, but I thought about it after I went back and discussed it with everyone in the team. We originally were just because we couldn't integrate into the world of ordinary people.

Having embarked on the road of crime, what qualifications do we have to mock the same person, and what about the government and the army? After they learned about it, they didn't care at all except asking us to do a psychological evaluation. It can be said that

They abandoned us first."

"So?" Ian continued to ask.

"So we have made a decision. As long as you can make us live a better life while working, even if you want to assassinate the president, we will do it." Trump said firmly.

A smile appeared on Ian's face: "Trang, from today on, I will never doubt you and your team again. I apologize to you for my previous behavior. At the same time, I officially inform you that the Scythe Team

All members have become official members of the Death Society from this moment on."

An expression of surprise appeared on Trang's face, and Ian continued: "You are also the first official member of the Death Society besides me."

"What about me? Am I not the one?" Muto asked beside him.

"You? You are my partner now. We each have our own needs, right? Haha, wait for the day when you put down your problems, and you are welcome to join the Death Society at any time." Ian smiled.

"Buzzing..." Ian's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

"What did you say?" Ian's expression changed drastically, and for a moment, infinite anger made his face look ferocious.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go back, the entertainment city was bombed."

"What?" Muto and Ian both couldn't believe it. Not long after they came out, something like this happened.
Chapter completed!