"Hey, bro, are you stupid? We've already killed a person, okay? Don't waste your breath there! " The white man who was rummaging turned around, grabbed the pistol from the black youth and pointed it at Charlie -Lee who had already walked to Lisa's side.
"Bang!" The white youth pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"You see, it's so simple." The white man who fired the gun didn't even look at Charlie -Lee who was supposed to be dead in his mind. He turned his head and said to the black man beside him.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a hand suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up from the ground.
"Haha …" The white man whose face was flushed because he couldn't breathe looked at the owner of the arm. Then, his pupils shrank and his face was full of disbelief.
It turned out that the owner of the arm was none other than Charlie -Lee who was supposed to have been killed by him in his mind.
"You, deserve to die!" Charlie Lee said in a low voice, his eyes turning blood red due to excessive congested blood.
Then, with a slight force of his hand, a soft "crack" was heard. The white man who was kicking with his legs immediately died.
"Ah!" The black man, who had long been frightened by this change, screamed with a face full of fear. Without looking back, he quickly rushed to the window, preparing to escape by breaking the window.
"Where are you going!" Charlie Lee shouted and threw the white man in his hand to the black youth as if he was throwing a rag bag.
"Bang!" The two bodies collided with each other heavily. The huge force immediately pressed the black youth who was running to the ground.
Charlie -Lee turned around. He walked slowly to the black youth.
"No, don't kill me. Please, don't kill me. It's all Mark's doing. He killed your woman, really! Please, don't kill me! "In great fear, the black youth turned to look at Charlie -Lee who was walking toward him and cried loudly.
Charlie -Lee didn't speak and still walked slowly toward him.
"Please. Please … "The black man cried with tears and snot all over his face.
"You deserve to die." Charlie -Lee, who walked to the black man, said in a low voice. Then, he gently lifted his foot and stomped on the black man's head.
"Pu!" In an instant, a strange sound was heard, and a large amount of blood and red and white matter gushed out from the black man's deformed head, splattering on the walls and windows at the side of the room, emitting a nauseating smell of blood.
Charlie Lee lifted his foot. He turned around and walked back to the corpse of the woman named Lisa. He half-knelt on the ground and hugged the corpse in his arms, not caring that it was dirty. He maintained a different posture and stood there silently. No one knew what he was thinking.
About three minutes later, an urgent siren could be faintly heard from outside the room.
He had to admit that the foreign police were indeed very efficient. No matter what the situation was, as long as they received a call, they would rush to the scene in the shortest time possible!
"Lisa, wait for me. I will definitely bring you back to life." Charlie Lee's eyes flickered as he murmured softly. Then, he lowered his head and gently kissed Lisa's cold lips before gently placing her back on the ground. He stood up and jumped out of the window at a speed that was completely unbefitting of his identity as a white-collar worker. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the street.
For an expert who could kill with a wave of his hand, escaping was a piece of cake. Therefore, by the time it was midnight, Charlie -Lee had already appeared on the other side of the city and sat down in a park.
"Tomorrow, the mission will be released tomorrow night. As long as I perform well in this mission, I believe I will soon earn enough points to resurrect Lisa!" Charlie -Lee, who was sitting on a bench, clenched his fist and thought to himself.
A moment later, Charlie Lee stood up from the bench, turned around, and walked towards the vending machine not far away. He used a euro coin to buy a can of Coke from the vending machine and drank it silently.
Charlie -Lee slowly finished the can of coke in his hand. Just as he was about to find a place to spend the cold night, a strange voice rang in his mind.
"How can it be! Isn't the mission starting tomorrow? "Charlie -Lee said in his mind with a face full of shock.
"Who cares why, as long as there is a mission, for Lisa, I will do it!" Charlie -Lee said softly with a determined face.
After that, Charlie -Lee walked away and found a relatively empty corner to stop. Then, in the next second, a laser beam suddenly split into several slender beams and shot down from the sky. It shone on Charlie Lee, who had hidden himself well. Like a biopsy scanner, or the reverse engineering of 3D printing technology, it swept away his hair, scalp, bones, and brain tissue layer by layer until finally, his entire body and clothes were wiped away.
At the same time, somewhere in Paris, France, in a huge room with only a round ball inside, Charlie -Lee, who had disappeared earlier, reappeared in the room. And he was not alone, because there were already seven or eight men of different appearances, skin colors, and races in the room.
"Ah!?" At the sight of Charlie Lee, one of the seven or eight people in the room let out a cry of fear.
Charlie -Lee turned his head to look in the direction of the sound and found that the person who made the sound was the black young man he had killed, and in addition to him, the white man was also in the room.
Charlie -Lee frowned, then stomped his feet, as if he had shrunk the ground and appeared in front of the black man in an instant, and punched him in the head.
"Poof!" Unsurprisingly, the black man died on the spot without even having the time to react.
"Ah, murder!" Several people who had been there earlier let out a cry of horror.
"Charlie, what are you doing!" Another foreign black man who had been teleported into the room shouted angrily.
Charlie -Lee did not answer, he reached out and grabbed the white man, slapped him on the face, and his head rotated 360 degrees, his neck was twisted, and he died.
"Do you want to die?" A white man looked at Charlie -Lee with murderous eyes and asked.
"They killed my girlfriend." Charlie -Lee, who had solved the problem, turned his head and looked at the two foreign men in black and white, as well as the team members who had been teleported in later.
"With you here, how could they kill your girlfriend?" The white man sneered in disbelief.
"Then one day when you are not at home, I will go to your house to visit," Charlie -Lee replied coldly.
"You want to die!" The white man was furious and was about to attack.
"Stop it, do you want to die in the next mission?" At this time, a burly man with a cold face and a fierce aura, who looked like a mercenary commonly seen in France, said.
Hearing his words, the white man's eyes narrowed slightly and he withdrew his fist.
"If you have any conflicts, you can solve them by yourselves after the mission is over," the burly man said again.
In this regard, neither the white man nor Charlie -Lee refuted. They each stood aside and waited for the mission to begin.
After another five minutes, a strange sound of music echoed in the room.
"La la la la ~ Your lives are over. It is my freedom to use you however I want. So, in order to satisfy me, struggle hard!"
"What, what is the meaning of this?" A newcomer cautiously approached the side of the person who had undergone the test, and inquired. However, he was very tragic. None of the veterans paid attention to him. They all stared unblinkingly at the green words that were quickly disappearing on the surface of the black ball.
"This mission is a selection mission. Selection method: Mixed Battle. Victory rule: The first to obtain ten points will be qualified. Scoring rules: A Level A team member – 5 points, a Level B team member – 3 points, a Level C team member – 2 points, a Level A team member for the first time – 1 point, three newcomers – 1 point. Among them, the challengers of a higher level can obtain additional points. For example, the winner of Battle C and B can obtain additional points – 1 point, the winner of Battle B can obtain additional points – 2 points. Mission time: three hours. Reward: To be determined (this is good stuff ~)" After the initial provocative green words disappeared, new words appeared on the surface of the black ball one after another, reflected in the eyes of all the team members in the room.
Seeing this, the faces of all the team members changed. They looked at their original companions warily or greedily.
"Pa!" Then, with a soft sound, two ejection racks opened from the left and right sides of the black ball, revealing the Gantz weapons and Gantz suits placed on them.
The veterans didn't talk nonsense. They stepped forward one by one, picked up the box with their name written on it, and directly changed in the room. They didn't care about the taboo between men and women. After changing into the black Gantz suits, they walked to the front of the black ball and picked up their weapons.
Not knowing if it was because of the mixed battle, each veteran picked two or three weapons and hung them on their body. They looked ready for battle.
Seeing the actions of the veterans, although they didn't understand the meaning of the words on the surface of the black ball, they were nervous because of the performance of the veterans. They ran to the front of the black ball in a panic and picked up the things on it. They didn't care whether they could use these things or not.
"Entertain me to your heart's content." After a while, when everyone was almost ready, a line of green words appeared on the surface of the black ball again.
Then the laser used for teleportation once again shone down from the void of the roof, teleporting the soldiers who were ready to go.
"You're dead." Just as the white man was about to be teleported, the white man suddenly turned his head to look at Charlie -Lee, who was waiting to be teleported, and sneered silently.
Charlie -Lee's eyes flashed slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The teleportation speed was very fast. In less than three minutes, everyone in the room was teleported away and appeared on the battlefield of this mission. It was a large uninhabited island with dense vegetation and dense forests.
There were also a dozen other teams that were teleported to this island. For a time, more than a hundred black-clothed soldiers were gathered on this island.
A somber atmosphere began to spread above the island.
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