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Chapter 275 - 189 You Can’t Even Use Flying Thunder God, What Kind of Ninjas Are You!

Chapter 275: Chapter 189 You Can’t Even Use Flying Thunder God, What Kind of Ninjas Are You!

"I have to say, the NW organization’s response to technology leaks was swift."

That very evening, a cargo truck arrived at the B6 team’s office building.

Two individuals clad in black, exuding an aura of chill, were led by Green to bring Heidilin and that pretty-boy lawyer downstairs.

Green seemed a bit embarrassed, "Sorry, this woman made such a mess when we tried to detain her, we haven’t had time to clean her up."

"Washed or not, they’ll piss themselves out of fear when they get to where they’re going."

One of the individuals said nonchalantly.

The other one smirked coldly, "The Inner Realm, is the final destination for all the bad guys; their continuous influx fuels the development of our biotechnology. Eventually, we will have hoses to wash their bodies clean."

The Inner Realm...

Green etched this name into his memory.

Heidilin and the pretty-boy lawyer, facing the two men in black and hearing their incomprehensible words, felt uneasy, "Where are you taking us?"

"Somewhere nice."

The man in black opened the cargo hold, "Come on, get in nicely, and after you arrive, I’ll make sure the scientists remember to administer anesthetics."

Looking inside the cargo truck, seeing row upon row of dog cages, the two finally sensed something was wrong.

The male lawyer turned to run, "FK, you’re trafficking humans, you’re administering vigilante justice!"

"Futile struggle."

One of the individuals in black waved a gloved hand.

Zzzap~

A stream of electricity, like lightning, shot out, hitting the lawyer’s back, causing his body to tremble violently and he fell to the ground.

The man approached the lawyer on the ground, "You’re out of anesthesia!"

Afterward, the individual in black turned to Heidilin, who stood there in a daze, "Are you going up on your own, or should I help you?"

Heidilin, dumbfounded and motionless, didn’t react until the man in black raised his hand again. Her lips quivering, she looked at everyone present, "Where are we going?"

The other man in black casually threw the lawyer’s heavy body into the iron cage like a dead dog and ridiculed Heidilin, "Where to? We call that place the Inner Realm, sometimes it’s also referred to as the trash incineration center. But for you Raki, you prefer to call it—Purgatory, earthly Purgatory."

"Earthly Purgatory?"

Heidilin’s face turned paler, her whole body shivering. Once more her lower body was stained by the flow of urine, and she couldn’t stand firm, sinking to her knees and begging for mercy, "I was wrong, I truly was. I can atone. Please, let the law judge me, I’m willing to confess, to admit all my wrongdoings, I’ve deceived many, I’m willing to give everything to compensate..."

She had imagined the most tragic end would be solitary confinement for life in prison.

Heidilin had even thought, if she ended up there, she could write books, an autobiography, earning money while serving her sentence, maybe even becoming an Internet celebrity, living comfortably inside.

She had studied many such cases.

With money, one could still live comfortably inside.

Why wasn’t the script going that way now?

Where were human rights?

Where was the law?

It shouldn’t be like this!

"We don’t need those; we just need your bodies," the man in black said with disgust, grabbing Heidilin’s clothes, ready to throw her in as well.

"I’ll give in, I’ll cooperate!"

But Heidilin, as if clutching at a lifeline, began to undress herself.

Slap~

The man in black slapped her down to the ground, "Act slutty once you’re there. What we want is your body tissue, your pile of rotten flesh, not to sleep with you, and that’s the only value you Raki people have."

"Body tissue..."

Heidilin lay on the ground with a vacant stare, looking up at the night sky, as if she could see her foolish husband Mycroft watching her from above.

Why did I not enjoy the good life I had, why did I do so many stupid things?

At that moment, she truly regretted.

But it was too late.

Until her body rolled and hit the iron cage, she did not utter another sound...

...

Until the vehicle was far away,

Brian finally stepped out from a corner with a cell phone in hand.

He looked at Green, "Have the people been taken away?"

Green nodded, "Yes, two men in black took them; Boss Brian, their gear was so cool, gloves that can emit electric shocks, just one wave and they knock a person down, they have an aura like a cold air conditioner, just the sight of it makes you shiver."

"That’s because they’ve handled too many corpses of their own kind, the stench of death is heavy on them."

Brian sniffed lightly, detecting the remnants of countless scents of blood.

"Is there really such a thing as the scent of death?" asked Green, somewhat astonished.

Brian nodded,

"Of course, in the animal kingdom, before dying, many animals emit fear pheromones. If their own kind smell it, they know there’s danger here.

Just that humans have greatly regressed in their perception.

Most people only feel fear and disgust, triggering their primitive genetic imprint to be wary, when they smell something like a decaying body or see a corpse, distancing themselves from the area.

But if one deals with too many corpses or executes too many people, they’ll give off the same cold feeling to their kind, like those men."

Such individuals will also suffer from the effects themselves, typically not meeting good ends.

"I’ve learned something new again."

Green chuckled, "Boss Brian, you should’ve seen that woman’s reaction, it was so satisfying!"

"Evildoers deserve their retribution; the world should be like this, alright, time to clock out, Green. Head home early."