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The time went back to twenty minutes ago. As the gate was slowly closed, the mood of the responsible persons was not very calm.

Those who could appear here were basically people who had seen Grappa in the past few months and still had some shadow over him. Now, they were suddenly in the same room in a closed space, which made them feel somewhat physically uncomfortable.

The layout of the entire lobby has been changed. At least it is no longer the case that Big Trash is the only one with a chair while everyone else can only stand. However, although the area of ​​the lobby is not small, it is a bit cramped with so many people suddenly coming in.

It's not that there are no places in the organization specifically used for large meetings, but in terms of absolute security and privacy, this private courtyard of Big Trash is comparable to a luxurious diamond turtle shell. The front hall, as Big Trash's office, is the top priority. Six or seven kinds of soundproofing materials are used alone, so even if a party is held inside, people outside will not hear it at all.

In short, Noel liked this design very much. He followed the instructions of Big Trash and began to explain the situation to the responsible people present, but his tone was a little perfunctory. After all, none of this mattered.

"Grappa, let me ask the boss, how long do you want us to wait here?"

Ka, the person in charge in Bangkok, finally asked impatiently. He was in no mood to listen to Grapa's useless information, but his irritable expression and the bandage on his body made him look a little funny. However, the other persons in charge were not so blind as to burst out laughing. They were also feeling a little anxious.

"That's right, we're not here for sightseeing." Joseph, who had some tacit understanding with Ka, also chimed in at this time, but he couldn't help but look at Ka again.

He still couldn't understand. Even if Grappa was indeed a humanoid weapon, he wouldn't have beaten the top martial artist like that... into such a ferocious state. Especially looking at the leg in plaster, Joseph felt that if it were him, he would definitely not come and would directly send a trusted confidant.

But if you think about Ikana's concern for rights and cautious nature, it seems reasonable for him to come personally even if he gets hurt when facing the transformation of the organization.

During the moment when Joseph's thoughts were distracted, there was only silence in the lobby. Grappa, who was standing in front to explain the situation, stopped and turned to look at Ka who was sitting in the chair at the front. His eyes swept over his clothes and finally fixed on the pair of legs that seemed to be broken by him. He said slowly:

"Ka, I didn't expect your leg to be injured so badly..."

This sentence was naturally provocative in the eyes of the person in charge who had already known that Ka was injured by Grappa, as if he was deliberately mocking the opponent's strength and poking at his sore spot, but Ka's pupils shrank slightly for a moment, and then he looked irritated, and snorted coldly as if he was trying to hold it back, and ignored Noel.

This series of performances was quite perfect. Noel couldn't help but praise the other party in his heart. When he looked at Ka, his eyes couldn't help but show some tenderness. It turns out that it has to be you, Ka. Come on, take a small blame.

Ka suddenly met Grappa's eyes and felt a chill. His intuition told him that something unexpected had happened. But before he could think about it, he heard Grappa say:

"But I remember that your right leg was just hit once. Is it because of your age that the bones have become so broken?" Noel said as he walked towards Ka, and the person in charge sitting next to Ka also stood up and walked away with interest. Putting aside the shadow they had on Grappa, the conversation between the two just now made the person in charge who still had some brains realize that there was something wrong with Ka's leg wrapped in a bandage and plaster.

At this moment, the most important thing is to protect yourself rather than watching the excitement.

Joseph also realized something and stood not far away with a frown. He remembered that Ka had the habit of carrying weapons at all times, and now he has become the person in charge of that special base in Bangkok, and he usually deals with gangs, drug dealers, and the military. If this is really the case... then things will be troublesome.

Noel raised a smile and walked in front of Ka, looking down at Ka who was sitting on the chair. Obviously, this angle made him very uncomfortable, so he had to stand up and confront Grappa. Even with his right leg leaning against the chair for support, his height of over 1.9 meters and strong body allowed him to change the situation. He covered Grappa with a shadow cage with the light behind him.

"What do you want to do, Grappa." Ka looked at the man in front of him expressionlessly. The height forced Grappa to slightly raise his head to meet Ka's eyes. Therefore, Ka could clearly see the gray-green eyes of this man who was called a weapon. They were full of smiles and cunning, with an undisguised calculation.

Is this a brainwashing weapon? Ka's mind paused for a moment, and then he immediately looked at the collar around the man's neck. This metal decoration that had made him think too much now hit his mind hard.

He had seen people who were completely brainwashed, such as the black servant guarding the door. How could such a numb and lifeless look be the same as the man in front of him? How could a man with such eyes be a weapon without his own thoughts? No wonder there is this collar, no wonder... the boss knew that this man was not completely controlled, and this collar was the real controller. If that was the case...

"Grappa, do you want to make a deal?" Ka stared into Grappa's eyes and moved forward a little to make sure no one around him could see his expression and movements. His beast-like brown and yellow eyes were fixed on Grappa's look.

As long as there is self-awareness, interests can be negotiated. This is what Ka firmly believes after dealing with various forces. If Grappa is just the weapon of the boss, then his best choice at this time is to hand over his hidden weapons immediately. Although he will be punished, he will definitely not lose his power and status directly. However, it will still have an impact in this special period.

Grappa's situation made him see a better choice. A person who is strong but has self-awareness, but is put on a collar like a dog, what would such a person desire?

So he whispered in Grappa's ear: "I can take you back to Bangkok and set you free." He looked at the black collar that was restraining Grappa's neck and said: "I just need you to cooperate now. You didn't find anything..."

"Hmm..."

A muffled groan disrupted Ka's plan, and his beast-like instinct made him step back suddenly, trying to create some distance, but he failed to dodge and was hit hard under his right eye by a fist that broke through the air. His body was pulled back by the huge force until he was knocked to the ground by a chair.

What happened!

Ka propped himself up with his left hand and covered half of his face with his right hand. The smell of blood and broken teeth mixed together in his mouth, forcing him to spit it out forcefully. Then he tried his best to open his intact left eye to observe the situation.

Grappa's sudden move naturally confused the responsible persons present, but thinking about the actions of the two men just now, they were also confused for a moment, and at this time they subconsciously took a step back, not wanting to get into trouble.

"What is this!" Grappa, who had just been standing there intact and even had the strength to punch Ka, seemed to be suddenly stimulated and asked Ka. He took two unsteady steps forward, and then as if he had just reacted, he pulled out a syringe from his arm.

Syringe?

The people standing aside observing the situation were somewhat confused. Joseph, who was standing in the front, used his good eyesight to see the syringe in Grappa's hand. The transparent syringe, which was only half a finger long, was very difficult to detect. It appeared here. He would not think that it was really empty as it was now. The medicine inside could only have been injected into Grappa's body at this time.

Could it be that Ka suddenly injected Grappa with something just now? Joseph looked at Ka in doubt. He never thought that his former partner would do such a thing. On the other side, Grappa made him even more flustered.

The man in the thin shirt was seen clenching his fists tightly, as if he was enduring something, and his breathing gradually became heavier. The drug should have been injected directly into the arm through the sleeve, and the drug should not take effect quickly. If it was a special poison, it would be damned. He had no idea what was going on at all.

Joseph carefully kept a safe distance, while another person in charge beside him took the initiative to walk towards Grappa.

The current situation is very clear. Ka, the person in charge of Bangkok, obviously had ulterior motives and was discovered by Grappa. The former, out of shame, directly used an unknown drug on Grappa. However, this is the BOSS's territory. Even if Ka really killed Grappa, he would not have any chance of winning. It would be better for him to show his help to Grappa at this time and then show his face in front of the BOSS later.

Apparently, there were more than one person who thought so. Soon, three more people walked towards Grappa and asked him with pretended concern. At the same time, some people were ready to control the card and hand it over to the boss. However, something strange happened in an instant. The first person who walked towards Grappa suddenly stopped.

“Crack—”

A tiny sound was not noticeable in the cacophony of voices until someone finally noticed something and shouted, "Danger!"

The man with a broken neck fell backwards, and as everyone was shocked, the hands grabbed another person. Under the other person's desperate eyes, the feeling of suffocation came over him until he had no other feeling. Another person in charge died.

The front hall was in complete chaos. Joseph had already left Grappa and ran towards him, asking loudly, "Damn it, Ka, what did you inject him with?"

"Do you believe me if I say it wasn't me?" Ka's expression was numb. He had already found himself in a condom, and behind the condom was something beyond anyone's expectations.

"Damn it! How do I open this door and get out?!"

"Why the hell did Grappa suddenly start killing people? What the hell is going on?"

"Control him first!"

The person in charge calmed down after a period of panic. Half of the people present were militant, so even if they couldn't get out, it would be enough to stop Grapa before the boss arrived!

Joseph frowned and looked at the two dead men, then looked at Grappa who seemed to have calmed down and the others who had formed a gradually tightening encirclement, his mind was a little confused.

"That syringe should contain a mixture of hallucinogens and stimulants," a cold voice came from the side. Joseph looked over and found that it was Fielding from the Italian laboratory. He was not familiar with him, but it was always good to have someone who understood drugs around at this time.

"How long will this last?" Joseph asked immediately. This was what everyone was most concerned about. After all, Grappa was the boss's man, and they couldn't really kill him.

"Who knows how much that person used? Besides, Grappa has a special body. It seems that he has completely lost his mind. He is now a monster that only knows how to kill people!"

Fielding wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly he felt a headache, followed by a huge pain in his back. His vision went black and he lost consciousness.

Only Joseph on one side saw behind him, Grapa appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Fielding's hair, then punched the opponent's back hard, and the retracted fist was covered with blood, and then the wound was quickly healed.

Those who had just tried to form a circle to trap Grappa fell to the ground in all directions, with only a few still struggling to breathe.

Joseph suddenly remembered that Grappa seemed to have the ability to repair his own wounds.

If that's the case...how long can we, the people here, hold out against this beast that only knows how to kill?