章 223: Research?

The six that are remaining were stunned when they saw me pull out the exact numbers of containers for each of them. They seemed to be frozen in place since none of them moved a muscle despite me casually opening one of the containers.

The guy celebrating earlier that the lady volunteered snapped.

"YOU FUCKING SICK BASTARD! THE FUCK WOULD YOU WANT US TO CONSUME THAT?! IF YOU'RE GONNA KILL US, JUST FUCKING KILL US!!! YOU SICK FUCK!!!" he bellowed.

"WHAT WOULD YOU EVEN GET FROM DOING THIS?!" another person added.

"YOU SICK FUCK!!!"

"FUCK YOU!!!"

"MOTHERFUCKER!!!"

"SICK BASTARD!!!"