Chapter 162 Master, please give your orders.
With a thought from Kloss, the metal pen silently stretched and transformed into a slender little robot.
The robot easily climbed the wall and disappeared into the ventilation duct.
In the dark cage, time passed very slowly.
Most of the girls were curled up in light sleep. Only the handsome man in the corner sat as still as a statue.
Clang! Clang! Clang! The sound of metal striking metal rang out again. Footsteps approached from afar.
The director, dressed in a tuxedo, had a smile on his face, as if anticipating the bloody drama that was about to unfold.
Good morning, my little star.
With a creak, the cage door was slowly opened.
At the same time, the sound of machinery whirring arose from all directions. Dozens of dark laser gun muzzles were exposed on three walls of the cell block.
The red dot of the sight was projected onto the foreheads of everyone in the cage.
The director reveled in the fear that arose in the eyes of the crowd.
"These weapons are all controlled by my biometrics. I tell them who to attack, and they attack that person."
He pointed his finger in the air, and the sights immediately followed his direction.
"So even if I leave the cage door open, no one ever dares to run away."
"Now, you, get over here right now." He pointed his whip at Ning Shuyin.
Ning Shuyin did not make a move.
Upon seeing this, the director cracked his whip, intending to lash out.
However, before the whip could be used, Kross suddenly grabbed Ning Shuyin and pushed her in front of the man.
"Take this woman away from me, the farther away the better. I know martial arts, I can help you with your work," he said coldly.
Ning Shuyin was pushed so hard that she lost control of her body and stumbled forward.
"A wise man submits to circumstances." The director reached out to pull Ning Shuyin towards him. "But what did this woman do to offend you? Why do you dislike her so much?"
"She took something she wasn't supposed to take."
"Haha, kid, she didn't steal your heart, did she? Don't worry, I'll get revenge for you in a bit."
The director's smile turned lewd: "I'll make her wish she were never born, never..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Almost the instant Ning Shuyin blocked his view, Klose flashed behind her with ghostly speed and reached out from under her arms.
He snatched the whip with one hand and twisted the man's left wrist off with the other.
With a snap.
Amidst screams, Klose had already seized the power grid control device.
In just a few seconds, Ning Shuyin and he exchanged a glance, and their tactical commands were already synchronized.
This is a servant whose mind is bound, who has a natural understanding of his master's thoughts.
"Laser gun! Laser gun, aim at him!" the director screamed.
However, instead of aiming into the cage, the red dots all aimed at the director's men behind him.
At the same time, Klose flicked his wrist. The field whip that had been taken from him was seemingly swung casually.
Snap! Snap! Snap! The blows struck the nerve clusters in the necks of the henchmen.
These were all incredibly strong and muscular men, yet they all collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.
"You! You're an SSS-level powerhouse?" The director's eyes were filled with disbelief.
On this asteroid, he was already the strongest, so how did an SSS-level powerhouse suddenly appear?
Kross loosened his grip on his left hand, throwing the gaunt man to the ground with disdain, and said, "SSS-level expert? I'm not."
"You're not? Then how come you're so amazing?" the director asked in a trembling voice.
Klose did not answer him.
His power is so complex that it cannot be defined using the Perseus race's classification of warrior abilities.
He exuded extreme cold, and his oppressive aura caused everyone around him to tremble. But the energy flow circulated around her, as if to prevent her from feeling the chill.
"Master, please give your orders." He looked down at Ning Shuyin, waiting for her next instructions.
The girls in the cage were filled with shock.
The men lying on the ground had fear in their eyes.
"Do you want to live?" Ning Shuyin looked down at the director who had collapsed to the ground.
"Yes! Yes! Please spare my life, Your Excellency!"
“Take me to the stage,” Ning Shuyin said.
"Huh?" The director, who was already kneeling on the ground, was stunned and wondered if he had misheard.
“Take me to the stage, don’t make me repeat myself,” Ning Shuyin said.
She pointed at him with her finger. The sights of all the laser guns were pointed at his forehead.
"I have complete control of all the smart weapons here. Don't try anything funny."
After she finished speaking, she beckoned with her finger towards the muzzle of a gun. A slender, silver robot, about the size of a palm, emerged from one of the laser gun barrels and climbed onto the director's neck.
The small robot's skeleton creaked and closed, transforming into a silver collar, while its mechanical arm became a sharp needle pressed against his medulla oblongata.
The director's eyes had become resigned and empty. He endured the pain of his broken left hand, stood up, and became a puppet in every sense of the word.
We passed through a narrow passage.
Ning Shuyin had changed into a red dress and followed behind the director. Clos, like a silent shadow, remained hidden in the shadows, protecting her.
On both sides of the passage were more tightly closed iron cages, which did not imprison young girls, but various strange beasts with ferocious eyes.
The stench of blood that filled the air was nauseating.
At the end of the passage was a lift platform. As the platform slowly rose, the hazy music and cheers that Ning Shuyin had heard earlier became clear.
Suddenly, everything became clear.
This is a circular theater with a dome made of crystals to simulate constellations, and expensive Gopher Flooring underfoot.
The lift is located in the center of the stage.
Eight spotlights illuminated the stage, revealing traces of blood, now brown, still visible in the cracks of the floor.
On one side of the stage stood a huge iron cage. Inside was a strange beast with nine eyes and its body covered in bone spurs.
On the other side of the stage hung a human-shaped dartboard, a bloodstained whip, and various props of unknown purpose.
Each item hints at the cruel games that once took place here.
Ning Shuyin raised her head and looked up at the stage.
Eight crystal-like spheres surrounded the stage, suspended in a ring in the air.
This is the VIP room, where today's guests are seated.
The private room was made of one-way transparent material. She couldn't see what was happening inside.
At this moment, waves of greedy desire had already settled upon her.
"Ladies and gentlemen! The spectacular performance at the Night Opera House is about to begin." The director's voice resounded throughout the hall.
The enthusiastic applause from the VIPs in the private room drowned out the director's visibly trembling voice.
"Tonight's first item is extremely rare: a beautiful black-haired Perseus girl. Now, the distinguished guest in Box Number One will decide her first performance."
After a brief silence, the indicator light in VIP room number one lit up.
"Interesting. Hang her up and let me see her figure." An arrogant voice rang out from the loudspeaker in the private room.
Lewd laughter erupted from the other boxes. Above the stage, two chains with shackles slowly descended.
Ning Shuyin stood still, motionless.
"Disobedient?" The man in the tuxedo had his left hand hanging at his side. With his right hand, he raised a high-energy particle gun, its dark muzzle pointed at Ning Shuyin.
Ning Shuyin raised her hand and pointed a slender finger toward the direction of VIP room number one.
This action is the command.
The silver collar around the director's neck tightened. He abruptly turned his gun-wielding arm toward Box Number One and pulled the trigger!
Da da da da!
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