King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1041: 926: The Function of Witch Medicine2

Chapter 1041: Chapter 926: The Function of Witch dicine_2

Saying this, ‘Grey Wolf’ hesitated for a mont and whispered to Dorian, “I said earlier that ‘Silt’ is a primitive man. Do you think I should write him an apology letter?”

Dorian blinked and seriously nodded, saying, “I think you should. These guys hold grudges!

Alright, give 500 bucks, and I’ll help you deliver the letter to ‘Silt.’ Then, we can all still be friends…”

Joe Ga looked at the usually tough ‘Grey Wolf’ and saw him actually agree to Dorian’s terms. He couldn’t help but chuckle…

Writing a letter?

These old freaks don’t even know how to read!

They don’t care about what others think of them at all!

In the group right now, only ‘Tracker’ Ronnie hadn’t witnessed what the old monsters were capable of. In an effort to not seem too out of place, he approached the straw hut under the strange gazes of the others to take a look…

Then this guy stood there staring for a full ten minutes before furrowing his brow and walking back to the group…

“Boss, I’ve seen this before!”

Joe Ga listened, surprised, and said, “No way. Where did you see it?”

Ronnie lowered his head to think for a mont, then painfully knocked his fist against his forehead and looked up with a bitter smile, saying, “My mory is still a little fuzzy, like I’ve lost so crucial pieces.

But I’m sure I’ve seen it before.

It must have been in a laboratory. Soone was performing similar dical experints there.

They used certain drugs to peel the skin off people and then used another substance to promote new skin growth.

But the experints ultimately failed, and all those people died from infections…”

Joe Ga heard this and frowned, saying, “What’s the point of doing sothing like that?”

Ronnie shrugged and said, “I’m not sure. So of my mories are fragnted, like sothing’s missing.

Maybe it was to treat people who suffered severe burns, or maybe it was for so rich folks chasing the dream of immortality.”

“Bullshit~”

Joe Ga couldn’t help but say, “Treating burn victims—why would they need to experint on regular people?

Wow, I was just telling my brother this morning that the other side of this world is evil, but it seems I underestimated just how evil it is.

What makes these people think that peeling off human skin would make it grow back?”

Hearing this, ‘Crocodile’ suddenly said, “It’s possible!

As long as you can endure looking like an Evil Ghost and find a safe place to recover, your skin can grow back within three months. And it’ll be tougher and smoother.”

Saying this, ‘Crocodile’ looked at the shocked face of Joe Ga, grinning wide as he said, “Dragon Gecko went through it…

He suffered severe burns in Sierra Leone, and most of us were blinded by poison gas at the ti.

I was in the water at the ti, so my eyes weren’t as severely injured. I personally witnessed Dragon Gecko peeling off his own skin and, looking like an Evil Ghost, blindly killing over a dozen enemies to save those of us who survived…

I don’t know how he managed to survive, but I respect him and was willing to follow him until he abandoned us…

Of course, I forgive him now!”

Joe Ga listened, and a chill ran up his arm, leaving goosebumps. He couldn’t imagine how Karman managed to pull that off in such circumstances.

Actually, he had long noticed that the skin-peeling Witch dicine these old freaks used wasn’t inherently lethal.

Most of those who died succumbed to the fear from becoming ‘Evil Ghosts’ and the flas.

Perhaps Dorian wasn’t entirely wrong…

The old monsters would ultimately give the Evil Ghosts a chance for self-redemption—allowing them to step into the fire pits and end themselves.

It now seed that if those Evil Ghosts could conquer their fear and find a safe place to endure a few months, there was indeed a chance for survival.

But how many people could accept turning into slimy, sticky ‘Red Skull’ creatures?

Thinking of this, Joe Ga suddenly looked at Ronnie and said, “If this Witch dicine is truly one-of-a-kind in the world, does that an soone in that lab you were at had witnessed the process of skin regeneration?”

Ronnie listened and shook his head slightly, saying, “I don’t know. But if they really had seen it, they should co to Africa to search for the original Witch dicine instead of trying on their own…”

‘Crocodile’ pondered this and then said, “Maybe what they had wasn’t what we’re using now.

The original skin-peeling Witch dicine was actually a form of punishnt, kind of like the purpose we use it for now.

What we’re using now, the skin-peeling Witch dicine, was improved by Sentulu from an execution drug used by a Wizard.

Sentulu said everyone deserved a second chance…

Dragon Gecko is the only one who knows how to make this Witch dicine!”

Joe Ga clapped his hands and said, “So, what those people got was just the primitive formula…”

As Joe Ga was speaking, the ‘Spider’ walked out of the straw hut, followed closely by the Anteater, herding the black n toward the side-hut.

Joe Ga felt like he was forgetting sothing, but in that mont, he couldn’t care less. He waved at his crew and said, “Get to work, and rember to record everything with your phones. Make sure those people spill all the details.”

As he spoke, Joe Ga stared at the execution straw hut, suddenly feeling less afraid…

If peeling skin really marked the beginning of redemption, then what was there to fear?

Thinking of this, Joe Ga patted Dorian and said, “Let’s go, let’s have a chat with Benjamin Blake.

I bet he’ll spill everything we ask right now.”

Dorian sighed and said, “Boss, if we pulled him out and interrogated him in another room, it’d be the sa.”

Joe Ga decisively shook his head, saying, “No, the main culprit needs special treatnt!

Suddenly, I’m a bit interested in the skin-peeling dicine. Our company has plenty of workers with disfigurent issues. If we could develop this…”

Dorian shook his head firmly, saying, “Boss, I bet no one can handle going three months without skin.

That kind of sensation would drive people mad!”

Saying this, Dorian saw Joe Ga’s resolve. He took a deep breath and voluntarily began walking toward the straw hut while muttering, “Now I understand why I’m always scared of Dragon Gecko…

Anyone who can do sothing like that to themselves is soone to be feared!

Shit, I hate those kinds of scenes. I hope that guy spills sothing useful…”

Joe Ga couldn’t help but laugh at Dorian’s reaction, then turned to Ayu beside him and joked, “It’s not actually that scary, is it?

I think Elephant dragged down our tough guy score…”

Ayu looked at her boss’s confident deanor and hesitated for a mont before saying, “Boss, maybe you should take a peek first before you decide?

The difference between a dead corpse and a writhing Evil Ghost is quite significant!”

Joe Ga looked at Ayu’s concerned expression and chuckled, saying, “I think you make a good point. Let’s send Elephant in to scout first, haha…”