Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 160 Take me out of here right now, or I'll kill you! (Late update)

This is Vivian's problem.

Scarlett didn't need to worry about it; she and Harrison took Chi Ye back to Francis Clinic.

[Task 3: Please take your beastman with you in a reasonable manner. (7/8)]
Only Mo Ting is left.

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Moting is a pub at the end of Langton Street. It has no name or sign, and its entrance blends into the wall. If you don't look carefully, you can easily miss it.

Even though this was the last person, Scarlett was still very nervous and dared not relax.

He clenched his fist, took two deep breaths, and followed Harrison inside.

From the outside, the tavern looked unremarkable.

But once inside, Scarlett realized what it meant to have a hidden world inside.

The interior design of the tavern is quite peculiar. At first glance, it looks like a cave, with crooked tree trunks and tables and chairs made of huge stones everywhere. Even the walls are uneven and without any decoration, as if they were carved out of stone.

This place is huge, like a maze. There are more than a dozen bars alone, and the seats are arranged according to the position of the tree trunks. There are so many seats that it's all messy, making it even harder to see how big it really is.

Harrison walked over to the nearby bar, took the bartender from the waiter, mixed a cocktail, pushed it in front of Scarlett, and said, "Hello, my name is Harrison, and I'm the owner of this bar."

Scarlett raised an eyebrow.

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Mo Ting opened his eyes, but all he could see was darkness.

He lay on the cold stone bed, counting how long he had been there; it seemed like a month.

We have enough to eat and wear, but it's a bit boring.

then.

Scarlett is not included.

He went through his experience of getting here in his mind.

After emerging from the portal, he fainted. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a man walking towards him, who smiled and said, "This guy has a good appearance. Take him with you."

The light screen told him that he could not resist and that only Scarlett could regain his freedom; if he tried to break free, he would be warned.

As for what the warning is, it's quite simple.

electric shock.

Moreover, the electric shocks intensify with each instance of resistance.

He knew this so clearly because he had been resisting for the past month.

If he wasn't mistaken, all eight of them had been taken away and needed Scarlett's rescue.

He didn't know if there was any danger, but he didn't want Scarlett to face it alone.

pity.

He could escape the room on his last breath, but outside was a huge maze, and the electric current grew stronger and stronger, each time preventing him from finding the exit.

It's been a month, and I still don't know how Scarlett is doing.

Mo Ting closed his eyes and waited quietly for the person who brought the food to come over.

He hasn't given up on getting out.

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"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

Scarlett raised the cocktail and held it up to the light.

The icy blue liquid is crystal clear, as beautiful as a perfectly cut diamond. Garnished with mint and lemon, its appearance alone is very attractive.

Scarlett took a bite. "It tastes good."

Harrison chuckled, “I didn’t have any conditions. I bought him because he was good-looking and had a good physique, and I wanted to add some fresh blood to the tavern. But he was too disobedient and always caused trouble, so I had to lock him up. If you want, I can take you to him, but before that, you have to answer a few questions for me.”

“Go ahead,” Scarlett said, putting down her glass.

Harrison took out his cocktail shaker and continued mixing drinks. "It's still the same question: how did you beat Bloom?"

"Before going on stage, I consulted a fortune teller, and the divination indicated that I would win."

Scarlett chuckled, a hint of self-deprecation in her voice. "I was surprised at the time. Why could I win? Bronn is a boxing champion. So I did a fortune telling for him too, and I got two words: 'struck by lightning.'"

"A lightning strike?" Harrison stopped in his tracks, speechless with surprise.

“That’s right, it was a lightning strike.” Scarlett remained unfazed and continued her fabrication. “You can check his body; there will definitely be burn marks on his skin and flesh, but the wounds aren’t deep. You might need to examine him more closely.”

"No, I believe you."

Harrison slowly shook the cocktail shaker.

After Scarlett left the ring, Ivey had someone examine Bronn's body. There were indeed burn marks, and as Scarlett had said, the marks were not deep, only a few shallow marks.

Harrison frowned slightly. "Did the divination say why the lightning strike would occur?"

Scarlett pursed her lips. "I don't know either. You can only have your fortune told twice a day. If you want to know, I can have it told tomorrow."

Harrison nodded, his eyes somewhat unfocused, his shaking of the wine slowing down. After a long while, he asked another question: "So how did you convince Rachel?"

Scarlett frowned slightly, looking somewhat troubled, and glanced at Harrison, hesitant to speak.

Harrison added a few ice cubes to the shaker and continued shaking the drink, ignoring Scarlett's discomfort.

Clearly, he was eager to know the answer.

Rachel is not an easy person to talk to, so persuading her means that Scarlett offered something of great value to Rachel in exchange.

He wanted to compete for whatever Rachel had her eye on.

Scarlett paused for a moment, then said, "She has her eye on my gun."

"gun?"

As soon as Scarlett spoke, Harrison quickly replied, a visible tension flashing across his face.

"Correct."

Scarlett casually took out a miniature pistol and handed it to Harrison. "I bought this from an alien. It has twenty bullets. I originally wanted to use the gun to bring Holster out, but as soon as I took it out, Rachel took a liking to it and said she wanted to buy a lot more from me."

"She wants to buy a gun?"

Harrison didn't look at the gun; instead, he focused on Rachel's desire to buy one.

Guns are not considered commodities in this world; they are only available on the black market or to people of high status.

What does Rachel want to buy a gun for?
Harrison glanced quickly at Scarlett. "How much does she want to buy?"

Scarlett's eyes were innocent, harmless, and clear. "All of it."

Those two simple words stirred up a storm in Harrison's heart. He didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment; they were as complicated as an unsolvable tangled mess.

The reason my great-grandfather was able to fight his way out of a world dominated by women was because he had a gun and an elite assassination squad of men, armed with guns, specifically to eliminate potential threats for him.

Why did Rachel buy a gun? Was she trying to be like her great-grandfather?
Harrison picked up the gun from the bar.

This gun is very small, only the size of the palm of your hand. It's almost invisible when you hold it in your hand. It's a perfect gun, suitable for assassination.

At the same time, Harrison's belief in Scarlett's ability to make deals with aliens was strengthened.

Harrison gripped the gun handle. "Scarlett, how much did she pay for it?"

"Ten thousand star coins per hand."

"I'll offer 12,000."

Scarlett's eyes widened when she heard the number, and a greedy look appeared on her face. "Really?"

Harrison smiled smugly. "Yes."

"no problem!"

Scarlett readily agreed, "However, it will take a little longer, possibly around four months."

"why?"

"Because the aliens I encounter each time are different, and the things they bring are also different. There might not be any guns, so I have to wait."

Harrison looked steadily at Scarlett. "No problem."

Scarlett raised her eyebrows excitedly, glanced at the time and saw it was almost midnight. She urged, "Hurry, hurry, it'll be the next day soon. Take me to see Mo Ting quickly."

Harrison chuckled at Scarlett's anxious expression and said, "Okay, I'll take you there now."

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"Click."

The sound of a doorknob turning came from the dark room.

Mo Ting's brows furrowed, his eyes sharpening as he looked at the slowly opening door. He reached out and grabbed the hand of the person opening the door with deadly precision. He then swiftly dragged the person into the room, pinned them against the wall, pressed a sharpened fork against their carotid artery, and said in an unfriendly tone, "Take me out of here, or I'll kill you!"

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