Chapter 466
Chapter 466
When no one was looking, Constance stabbed Christina's dagger into Butch's lower abdomen.
Butch stopped punching for a moment, his eyes confused.
He couldn't immediately understand what was happening.
Constance held the dagger in her right hand, but reached out with her left hand towards Butch and grabbed the back of his neck.
Then Constance pulled Butch's head close to her and whispered in his ear:
"I'm sorry, it will hurt a little, bear with it. I didn't expect you to be such a loyal person."
As she spoke, Constance pushed the dagger and cut Butch's stomach.
With a loud crash, Butch's stomach burst open, and his intestines and blood flowed out, splashing all over Constance.
It was not until this time that the people around understood what had happened, and the cheers and shouts stopped abruptly. Even when Constance was beaten, the cheers of the onlookers did not stop.
No one expected that Constance would actually take out a knife and kill Butch in front of so many people.
Butch fell on top of Constance, who tossed him to the ground.
The poor big guy was not dead yet, his eyes kept blinking in a pool of blood, but he had lost the ability to speak or breathe.
Constance stood up with a knife in hand, her body covered in blood and internal organs. She looked at the onlookers, but both passers-by and those who came with her to cause trouble avoided her gaze.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, Constance threw away the dagger and walked up to Butch, who was still alive.
"Calm down, relax, you'll be fine." Constance swallowed again: "Maybe..."
She looked up at Howard on the second floor, who nodded slightly to her, so she stretched out her right hand and pinched her left wrist.
The blood on Constance's left hand had dried up, but after she squeezed it, blood began to flow out again.
However, whether it was the blood that had just flowed out or the blood that had already dried on her hands, they were all red. In such a chaotic situation, no one would care about such details.
The newly flowing blood dripped onto Butch's body and was gradually absorbed by his skin, without a single drop being wasted.
The blood remaining on Constance's hands was also absorbed by Constance's skin.
So the wounds on her body and the bruises on her face healed quickly without her noticing.
During this time, Constance had been feeling Butch's pulse. She was very satisfied to see that the big man's pulse began to beat strongly again, so she put her ear close to Butch's ear and whispered:
"You'd better keep it a secret for me about what happened here, otherwise real death will be waiting for you next time."
After seeing Constance make the agreed gesture, Howard on the second floor snapped his fingers.
With a click, all the lights in the restaurant went out, but lit up again ten seconds later. Along with the lights, the alarm that had been turned off by Om Messiah also came back on.
Constance had just swallowed something when the lights came back on.
At the same time, the dagger that fell on the ground was recovered by Christina.
The alarm sounded, and what happened in the restaurant was finally known to the outside world. Only a small team of guards arrived first, but when they saw the messy situation in the restaurant and the blood of the wounded all over the floor, they blew the whistle without hesitation.
Within two minutes, the supporting guards surrounded the restaurant inside and out. Every entrance, exit and pipeline were blocked, and the people inside the restaurant were checked one by one.
Constance attracted the most attention of the guards because she just stood there without moving, and her white clothes had almost been dyed red.
"Stand there and don't move!" the guards warned Constance.
Constance cooperated by raising her hands, but a guard still pulled the trigger.
Metal electrodes connected to wires were shot out from the special guns equipped by the guards. The electrodes stuck to Constance's body. The high-frequency current close to the safety limit of the human body made her muscles and limbs shake uncontrollably. Soon she was knocked to the ground and lost consciousness.
Only then did the guards rush over, handcuff her, and then roughly drag her away from the scene.
After apprehending the most suspicious Constance, the guards began to rescue the remaining wounded. They saw excessive blood and scattered internal organs on the ground, but could not find anyone with injuries that matched their condition.
Butch's wounds had healed long before the guards arrived. He was still in a daze about what had happened to him. The words Constance said to him when he was dying were still lingering in his mind, but he had no time to think about them.
However, after the guards actually rushed into the restaurant, he hid in the crowd and even tore off the bloody parts of his clothes that were cut.
He couldn't understand what Constance said to him, but how to deal with the police was almost engraved in his instincts.
During the subsequent screening, Butch was easily omitted because, apart from his torn clothes, he had no injuries on his body. Even the burn-like scars left by his tattoo removal had healed prematurely. No guard would associate him with the pool of blood and pile of intestines on the ground.
As for the interrogation of other "seeds", the only answers they received were silence or "I don't know".
Howard on the second floor took a sip of celery juice. He was very satisfied with the performance of Constance, Butch and other "seeds".
Two days ago:
"If you want to make a hiding snake move, you have to come up with something that will make them very interested, and I happen to have such a thing," said Howard.
"Cool!" Constance whistled. "Can you show it to me?"
"Okay, but you have to agree to one thing." Howard didn't keep the secret: "The day after tomorrow, when you decide to clash with another group, find a way to kill someone in public."
Constance's expression froze. "What did you say?"
"I want you to find a way to kill someone in public." Howard said, "Don't look at me like that first. I don't want you to kill innocent people. I will ask you to save him later."
"If I had this ability, would I be caught here?" Constance looked at Howard as if he were an idiot for the first time: "Are you awake?"
"You can't, but I can." Howard raised his right hand, which had been shattered by the explosion. "My blood can not only heal my own wounds, but also the injuries of others. I will give it to you. When the time comes, find an opportunity to stab someone or break their neck. When they are really dying, use my blood to save them."
"Why do you do that?" Constance asked.
"There probably aren't many people who wouldn't be interested in the power of resurrection."
"Is it reliable?" Constance was still hesitant.
"If you have any doubts, we can do an experiment first."
"No, I believe you."
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