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Avenger's Killing Paradise

🇨🇦Daoist2m27Ul
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Carl's Revenge failed. When he was about to die, he signed a contract with Avenger Paradise. He became an avenger with a special ability. He traveled through the multiverses to complete killing quests. There were no rules or laws in these mission spaces! There was only endless killing and libido releasing! As long as you were strong enough and completed the all missions assigned by the paradise, the paradise could give you everything you want! Incredible wealth, power, women, and even mysterious abilities. At the same time, his was different from ordinary contractors! He was the executioner, also the most important judge in the paradise. Did you want to continue to receive missions in the paradise? Did you want to avoid being deprived of life by the paradise? Please me! Be my slave! Only in this way could you have such a chance!
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1 Revenge

At night, in a city full of violence and sexual desire.

Countless cars on the street were moving fast like sperm. The night just began. Many young people ran out of boring rooms and looked for fun.

Carl sat on the roof of a two-story villa. The cool wind blew over his body, making him want to yell.

Dressed in black, he hid in the darkness and wore a big black hat.

The clothes were too warm for a summer night; it would make people sweat.

But it didn't matter to Carl! He had been waiting here for two hours. Compared with his unfortunate experience, these were nothing.

At Carl's age, he should have had a good time in college, enjoying young bodies and making love with beautiful girls on the roof.

But for revenge, he gave up his study three years ago and began to learn something else.

Human anatomy, MMA, quick-unlock and poison producing.

Tonight, Carl was waiting for his nemesis!

Two hours later, a black fancy car slowly drove into the yard of the villa. The dull sound of the engine extinguished, and the door opened. A middle-aged man who was obviously drunk walked out of the car.

A bikini girl came down with him. Her boobs had jumped out of her bra and rubbed against the man's hand. It's just like a balloon, being squeezed into different shapes.

And her underwear had become a rope, strangled in her pussy, making her moan obscenely.

On the roof of the villa, Carl picked up a long knife. The blade was so dark, making it so hard to be aware at night.

Carl jumped down from the five-meter-high roof and grabbed the protruding stones in the air with his flexible arms to slow down the falling speed.

Carl landed steadily in front of his enemy.

Without saying anything, Carl cut the enemy's throat with his long knife, making a sharp sound.

The enemy was still busy rubbing the boobs. He already fell to the ground before he could understand what had happened.

This kind of injury was no different from death, so Carl immediately ran away.

Unintentionally, Carl saw a security guard in uniform.

Although he was killing someone, it didn't matter if he was seen on the spot. He wore a mask.

But the next moment, Carl's hair suddenly rose! The security guard actually pulled out a gun from his waist. The gun looked very long, and it was obviously equipped with a silencer.

How could a security guard have a gun! Carl didn't have time to think it over.

Behind him was a villa that was at least ten meters wide. The security guard was about 20 meters away from him. If he chose to escape, his back would be completely exposed to the enemy, and he would become a sitting duck.

When he was in danger, Carl's first reaction was to solve the source of the danger, definitely not to escape.

He dashed forward and ran in the direction of Z, trying to avoid being shot.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The pistol with a silencer only made a faint sound.

Carl was only about five meters away when he felt his legs numb and then he felt the same pain in his chest.

Carl knew he was shot. Although he was an avenger, he had never been shot.

The next second, darkness appeared in front of him.

A voice that made his penis rise rang in his ear, "Welcome to Avenger Paradise!"

Body transmission...

"0, 50, 100. The transmission is completed. Several damages detected on the avenger, waiting for recovery..."

"The avenger's consciousness remained cold, repair order delayed, and now maintained a minimum survival state for ten minutes."

"Beep... Beep... The avenger's talent is growing, two more hours for survival."

In the darkness, several lines of light blue words floated in the air, emitting a faint light.

Under the light blue words, Carl was lying in the void, covered by blood.

Carl woke up slowly with the finger flicked gently.

When Carl woke up, he was a little confused at first, but when he thought of the black muzzle, he tried to get up right now.

Carl felt severe pain and almost fainted again.

Carl struggled to sit up and looked around. Except for a few lines of flashing blue words, it was dark all around.

"Avenger, welcome to Avenger Paradise!"

A line of words suddenly appeared in front of Carl, but Carl didn't look at it. Instead, he began to check his body.

There were big wounds on his legs and abdomen. But when he saw the bloody scene, Carl just frowned and didn't show anything else.

He had experienced a situation ten times crueler than this, so he wasn't afraid.

The wound on his chest was more serious, but there was no blood coming out from either his legs or chest.

"I'm not dead?"

Putting his hand on his chest, Carl felt his heart beating fast.

"Avenger, you are not dead. Are you willing to join Avenger Paradise? There is everything you want."

Carl had already noticed those suspicious words, but out of vigilance against the unknown, he ignored them.

The situation was a little weird now. He was injured to death, but he survived miraculously. Beside him, there was a line of blood-red numbers that were counting down.

1:35:10, 1:35:09...

1h35m09s. If Carl was right, this was the meaning of death counting and the numbers were still counting down.

The blood-red number gave Carl an ominous feeling as if something very bad would happen when the number was zero.

"Avenger, please communicate with the 'paradise' as soon as possible to sign the contract, or you will die after '1h35m'."

Sure enough, those numbers represented how long he could live. Carl had guessed before that he was seriously injured and should have died long ago.

"Where is my knife?"

Carl didn't care about the word "contract" or "paradise", but asked for his knife.

That knife was the only souvenir his parents left for him. It was said that his great grandfather had obtained it from the battlefield and it had been passed on to his generation.

"The real items can't be brought into the 'paradise'. Please sign the contract as soon as possible."

Carl remained silent. The light blue words flashed. Perhaps it had never met an 'avenger' like Carl.

"Contract? Let me see what I need to pay and what I can get."

As time went by, Carl didn't have much time to waste. Besides, he felt that he might have encountered something "unnatural", which made him a little excited.