With the strongest bloodline, it’s not too much to have more children, right?

Chapter 230 Blood Hand Society

With the naming activity coming to an end, baby5 happily got her own name, and it’s time for everyone to get down to business.

"Mona, please."

Everyone has their own expertise, and Cohen knew it would be better to leave the next task to Mona.

"no problem."

A hint of excitement appeared on Mona's little face. She swung the brush in her hand, and a ball of ink flew out, waking up the three unconscious people.

The leading human trafficker is called Deb, a small-time gangster who accidentally came into contact with a big shot. In fact, he is just a timid guy.

As soon as he woke up, Deb shouted in horror: "Chainsaw Man, don't kill me, my meat is too tough and it will affect your experience!"

After saying this, Xitron suddenly found that many eyes were on him, and said awkwardly.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't have a habit of turning into a chainsaw man to scare people."

Everyone was speechless, but no one exposed the lie of "there is no silver here".

On the other side, looking at the three people who were awake, Mona skillfully took out the interrogation suit.

Pain potion, paralysis spores, binding rope, soul-devouring chain...

"I ask, you answer."

As Mona finished her words, a ball of ink mixed with a painful potion was thrown out and landed on the faces of the three people.

"Ah!"x3

A pig-slaughtering scream rang out. The three of them had never endured such pain before.

"name?"

"Deb!" "Skinny pig!" "Fat monkey!"

"What the hell? Skinny pig? Fat monkey?"

Mona was stunned by the two people's names. She thought she was being tricked and directly waved the Soul-Devouring Chain in her other hand.

"Ah——!" x2

The shrill screams made Deb swallow his saliva and immediately went over all the information he knew in his mind.

"My name is Deb. I was born in the De slums of the Kingdom of Onida. I'm 26 years old, meters tall, and I like married women..."

Afraid that Mona would hit him with the glowing red chain, Deb blurted out all the information he could think of.

Cohen listened from the side, filtered out the useless information, and summarized some intelligence.

For example, the human traffickers in the Kingdom of Onida are organized into an organization called the "Blood Hand Society", and there is a large organization behind the Hemophilia Society called the "Organ Trafficking and Slave Trade Organization".

The Blood Hand Society has three thousand members and more than a dozen cadres of varying sizes. The leader is called Blood Hand Tark, who rarely takes action. Deb only knows him as a man with a Mohawk hairstyle.

When Deb was a child, he was captured by the Bloody Hand Society and was almost sent to the headquarters of the Organ Trafficking and Slave Trade Organization in the West Sea.

However, due to encountering short-sighted pirates, they were forced to return to the Kingdom of Onida for supplies after five days at sea.

It was at that time that he took the opportunity to slip out and successfully escaped the fate of being strangled.

Using some professional terms he learned in those days, he packaged himself as a veteran who was well versed in the "slave trade" and successfully won over two younger brothers.

In the past few years, although the three of them have never joined the "Blood Hand Society", they have lived a relatively comfortable life.

They have always chosen women and children as their targets and have not encountered any danger over the years.

But they didn't expect that the little girl who volunteered to go with them would bring them danger.

After Deb finished speaking, he looked at Mona with a look of horror, full of fear about what would happen to him next.

Seeing that this guy said everything he should and shouldn't say, Mona suddenly felt bored for a while.

She had all the equipment ready, but she couldn't use it at all.

Glaring at Deb hatefully, Mona swung the huge brush again.

Dozens of ink needles flew past Deb, and with the sound of "swish", the skinny pig and the fat monkey were directly pierced into a hornet's nest.

“Plop!” “Plop!”

The sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, and the panic on Deb's face became more intense.

He didn't dare look back, he knew what was behind him.

"Lead the way, go to your base camp first."

Mona's cold voice sounded. She said that the ink needle that just brushed past his face was intentional, just to break Deb's defense.

“Yes…Yes!”

Deb first murmured a response, then yelled out loudly in fear again.

"Let's split up. Hela, Milia, and Ian will go rescue the people, and the rest of us will go and destroy that 'Student Association'."

Cohen did not make any careful plans. In the face of absolute strength, any strategy seemed powerless.

This time he didn't plan to let Rorschach and the others take action. Except for Hela and Carmen, two people with special fruit abilities, the others could be left to Tiel and the others.

At night, the lights in the northern area of the Kingdom of Onida flickered, forming a sharp contrast with the dim surroundings.

This is the territory of the Blood Hand Society, a gathering place of evil and the source of chaos.

The apprenticeship society not only engaged in the slave trade, but also opened red-light districts, casinos, and sold drugs.

It can be said that the Bloody Hand Society is involved in all illegal activities. Compared with the Onida royal family, the Bloody Hand Society is more like the ruler here.

Inside a huge prototype building, the dazzling lights made it impossible to open one's eyes. As a fist-to-flesh fight took place in the middle of the stage, sharp shouts came from the audience.

"Hit him, yes, that's it!"

"Hasn't he eaten yet? Beat him to death!"

"Where's the blood? Tear off his arms! I want to see a bloody rain!"

"........."

The two people in the middle of the stage, one is a shirtless strong man, and the other is a skinny teenager.

It was clearly an unequal fight, but in order to win the applause of the audience, the strong man made every punch he threw make the scene more bloody while ensuring that the young man survived.

This can't even be called a fight, but rather a one-sided massacre.

But those who are learning martial arts and nobles who are looking for fun don’t care about these things. They only care about whether the scenes are bloody enough.

When the young man had turned into a bloody man and completely lost the power to resist, the strong man walked up to him.

"Be my stepping stone to join the Blood Hand Society!"

The burly man grabbed the boy, held each wrist with one hand, and held him in the air in a cross shape.

The audience seemed to know what the strong man was going to do and became completely excited.

"That's it, rip his hands off!"

"Is it time for the bloody hand segment again?"

“Exciting, so exciting!”

Amid the cheers of the audience, the strong man began to use his hands to tear it to both sides.

In order to make the audience more satisfied, the strong man did not tear off the boy's arms instantly, but slowly and forcefully tore the boy's arms to both sides like pulling a rubber band.

"ah--!"

The boy's expression was painful and he let out miserable cries. He could feel that his bones were broken and his muscles were about to break.

But no one was bound to care about his shouting, which instead made the atmosphere even more heated.

"boom!"

At this moment, a gunshot rang out, and a black bullet pierced the strong man's head, making the originally boiling venue suddenly quiet.