Abyss Express

[Part①·The clown and the clown]

Museum of Curiosities·Ms. Wonka’s backstage dressing room.

"Remember the eight rules of a magician."

"The first is the most important - you must respect your colleagues."

"Second, practice every trick carefully and don't treat it differently."

"Article 3: If you fail to master it proficiently, you will not be allowed to perform."

"Article 4: Never teach magic for free."

"Article 5: Never reveal the secrets of magic publicly."

"Article 6: Do not tell the effects of magic before performing it."

"Article 7: Never perform magic twice to the same audience."

"Article 8: Develop magic in a righteous way."

Wearing a tall hat and a mask, the magician lowered his body and introduced the rules of magic to Jack Martin.

"I'm just here to see Ms. Wonka."

Little Jack is still a little confused about the situation. After he entered the curio museum, he was lost in the colorful world.

All kinds of things lured his spirit here and there, especially Ms. Ekaterina Wonka, people called her the Black Panther Beauty! Black Pearl! She is a rare black and white mixed race girl! Beautiful figure and outstanding appearance! Renowned for touring performances in Arizona.

Jack didn't come to Sloth Town just to help Wen Bucai - at least his heart didn't lie.

He couldn't deceive himself, couldn't refuse these temptations, he was like a vacillating and rebellious figure in the team who could rebel at any time.

You want to ask why? That's the kind of person he is!

He has never been the protagonist, nor is he a man who can shout "I want to be a hero!"

In the face of evil oppression, he would lower his head and run away, and he would retreat silently.

Facing Haoran Zhengqi, he would applaud and follow closely behind.

There is no conflict at all, he is just a cowardly ordinary person.

After visiting Mr. David Victor's hotel room, no one felt any surprise. Jack Martin temporarily separated from his two good friends. He was thinking about the Internet celebrity check-in point in Arizona and the black panther beauty Ms. Wonka. .

Mr. Magician, who was blocking the dressing room, stopped the rash little police sergeant and politely began to introduce the rules of the magician.

The magician asked: "Do you know why I tell you these things?"

Jack felt that the chair was hot. He wanted to break into the backstage to find out what was going on. He didn't want to listen to the magician's nonsense at all.

"I'm not interested! Sir! I just want an autograph!~"

The magician waved his hand, and the curtain backstage slowly opened——

——Jack then realized that the guy in front of him seemed to have soul power!

"What's going on!"

"Ms. Wonka split herself in two and could transform into a leopard in the blink of an eye."

"She can climb a thirty-two-foot tightrope and do gymnastics, and then turn into butterflies flying in the sky."

"All this is the charm of magic and the hidden secret."

"Guest, if you want to enter the dressing room, you must become a magician and become my colleague."

The magician put his head next to Jack Martin's ear and blew out a few breaths of smelly hot air.

"Jack Martin, come see my magic trick."

"I can grant you three wishes. What do you want?"

"What do you want or not!" Jack shouted impatiently: "I don't care! Now I just want to see Ms. Wonka!"

"The first wish has been fulfilled!~" The magician snapped his fingers——

——The torches around the tent suddenly lit up, and a leopard with shiny black hair jumped out from the dressing room!

It's five feet long, and you can lick Jack Martin's heavenly cap when you stand up!

Its yellow eyes looked at the unscrupulous young man, and it circled Jack twice, its tail standing uneasily and swaying slowly.

"Oh!" Jack immediately climbed up on the back of the chair, looked at the magician again, and asked repeatedly: "Is this Ms. Wonka? Can she transform? Is she really a mixed race? Oh my God! I really can't think of it! I can't believe it at all!"

Saying this, Jack laughed heartily.

"What kind of freak is it that would have a child with a black man?"

"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!"

The magician also laughed -

"——Hahahahaha! Jack! Jack! You're right! Jack!"

"What kind of bastard does he have to be to have a child with a black man?!"

The black panther was restless, with its claws spread out and biting the floor tightly, and its claws were exposed.

"Oh oh oh! Oh! Wonka seems angry!" Jack Martin was busy having fun and didn't care about the animal actor's mood at all.

The magician stepped lightly on the ground, and the leopard girl seemed to hear the order! Immediately rushed towards Jack!

Without any defense, little Jack was thrown down by a huge force. He covered his head with two arms and was so frightened that he urinated.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Do you want to kill me?!"

"Hold!"

After a while of fighting and playing, the terrifying beast slowly twisted its body and turned into a dark-skinned naked woman.

She relentlessly tore at Jack Martin's overalls, trying to tear the boy's balls off! Her eyes were full of hatred and anger, her hair was as messy as seaweed, and her Slavic mixed race gave her a high nose bridge and three-dimensional eyebrow arch. This face was full of the sinister and ruthless beauty of an Eastern European woman.

Her figure was sexy and attractive, with curves and graceful curves. The sight of her made Jack Martin's blood surge. Under a series of physical stimulation, Jack's mind was shaken, and his soul was about to leave his body.

"Stop!" The magician waved his hand.

Like a cursed puppet, Ms. Wonka slowly crawls back to her master and licks the magician's boots.

"Oh my god! She's so obedient! Oh my god!" Jack couldn't believe it. His trouser legs were already full of urine. Stress urination had almost become a conditioned reflex behavior for this giant baby.

The magician took out his cane and hooked it toward Jack.

"Want to know the secret of magic? Want to know why she is so obedient? Make a second wish! I will give you a second show!"

Without hesitation, Jack Martin expressed his second wish.

"I want a kiss! I want a kiss from Ms. Wonka!"

"Then come on!" The magician hooked Jack's straps and helped the boy upright.

A raging flame ignited in the stained glass, illuminating light spots of thousands of different colors. A large coffin was pushed up. Ms. Wonka became a panther and jumped into the coffin.

Jack Martin was so nervous that he knew what was going to happen next!

That guy will saw the coffin open! Will saw the coffin open! Then split in two!

The last time I saw this kind of magic was in the audience, this time it was back on the stage! The experience is indeed different!

"Ready? Wash your little mouth!" The magician picked up the blade saw from the tool box and started working on the coffin.

Little Jack immediately found a copper basin and buried his head in it, eager to clean his yellow teeth.

When he returned to the center of the stage, he heard the terrifying sound of the magician working hard on the saw.

Jack's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, it was so close! It's so close!

He can even smell blood! Hear Black Panther Wonka’s screams again!

"How on earth did you do it? Mr. Magician!"

The coffin was completely split in half! The magician quickly covered the broken box with black cloth and opened part of the coffin lid, revealing two long, dark and shiny thighs.

"Which part do you want to kiss? Jack Martin?" The magician teased the young and shy little Jack, and made a dirty joke with the big boy: "Is it the upper part? Or the lower part?"

Ms. Wonka's legs separated from her upper body and were still alive, as if she were stepping on a hot iron plate and started dancing!

Jack was dazzled by this charming body. It only took a moment. The cover of the lower part was closed, and it was the turn of the upper part to continue performing——

——The black panther, with only half of its body left, leaned out of the coffin lid, scratched the edge of the box with its two front paws, and howled at Jack. It felt like a wild cat calling for spring, with a wild and primitive charm!

"Oh!~" The magician covered his masked mouth: "I'm sorry! This bitch is too hot! I'm afraid you can't stand it."

As the box opened and closed, Ms. Wonka changed into a leopard-print leather coat and tied up her hair, showing off half of her body. She rushed out of the box, hugged Jack Martin's head and kissed him deeply. !

Little Jack seemed to be in heaven! His toes were digging into the floor. At this moment, he even wanted to take this miserable mixed-race child back to his hometown, and the two of them could get married and have children together for the rest of their lives!

Yes! His wishes were very simple and straightforward, almost as if they came out of his head.

He was gripped by this feeling of happiness until the Black Panther girl's tongue left his mouth, until the icy chill surged over him along with the psychic tide.

The coffin was closed again, and the enthusiastic Wonka Leopard Girl jumped out of the magic props. The performance was over, and she still waved to the empty auditorium, still showing a warm and bright smile.

[Part②·Devil]

Jack Martin finally felt that something was a little bit wrong.

"Mr. Magician"

"Ms. Wonka, why would she do this?"

The magician tapped Jack's badge with his cane.

"The important thing to ask is, my child, why are you doing this? What does it mean to do this?"

"I'm asking." Jack looked at the audience in confusion: "Why does she still bow and wave after the curtain call when there is obviously no one in the theater?"

"Because Wonka has received professional training." The magician used his cane as a whip and slapped the Leopard Girl's butt hard: "Squat down!"

Wonka did as he was told and immediately squatted down.

"Stand up!"

The cane stabbed the girl in the throat and pushed her up.

"Shake your butt!"

When the graceful dance steps came out, it felt like some kind of switch had been turned on, like a robot executing orders.

"Want to know the principles of magic? Want to understand it all? As you wish! Jack Martin!" The magician stomped on the ground hard, and a large cage was pushed out from the background.

No one pushed it, as if an invisible ghost pushed the cage out of the dressing room.

"That's the little secret to Ms. Wonka's magic show."

There were two human children in the cage, as well as two sets of skeletons of young children.

Jack was so shocked that he almost went crazy when he saw the corpse of the child!

"What is this! Hey! What is this!"

"Ms. Wonka is a great mother! She gave birth to four children for me, quadruplets——"

"——Of course, I will not let these half-blood bastards live well, otherwise it will be unfair to every American citizen."

The magician puffed up his chest proudly and talked about the principles of magic.

"Jack Martin, you are about to become one of my kindred spirits."

"Since you want to know this secret so much, I will mercifully tell you how to control a slave and how to master the usage of a slave."

The stick stabbed the child's skeleton hard, and Ms. Wonka's expression became excited.

"Give her love first! Then take half of it away!"

The sharp cane pierced the children who were still healthy and still crying for their mothers. The ivory bone spurs of the stick stopped right next to the children's little heads.

Wonka cried immediately, but he didn't dare to cry out, as if he was holding back his tears.

The magician's voice was full of cadence: "This is the secret! Jack Martin!"

Little Jack's mind is close to collapse. He cannot understand this kind of atrocity, but the temptation it brings is so charming!

If only he had a female leopard too! There is also a lover who obeys every word! How wonderful that would be!

"I"

The magician was aggressive and stabbed little Jack with his stick again: "Make one last wish, Jack Martin."

They are like the kings and queens of poker——

——The discolored clown will cry with laughter, and the colorful clown will cry with smile.

The tear-stained pattern on the mask gradually melts and turns into a bright red square, symbolizing wealth and precious diamonds, pointing to the final answer.

"I don't know! I don't know, Mr. Magician, I don't know." Jack Martin covered his heart. He felt that his heart was about to burst. This series of stimulation made him physically and mentally exhausted - David Victor had long seen that this The older boy seemed to have lost a part of his soul.

"Then I will make a wish for you, and I will love you!" The magician pulled Jack to the backstage, passed through two secret doors, and found the observation window of the casino.

The magician pointed into the distance.

"Look! Jack!"

Wen Bucai and Jim Crow were playing blackjack.

"Look, look carefully!"

"You have great eyesight, Jack!"

"Your first shot was like a miracle."

"At this angle, you can see the target."

"Take out the gun."

Jack did so, his hands shaking.

"I'm not sure. I'm not sure, sir, what do you want me to do?"

Magician: "Choose the one you like! Kill him!"

"Why?" Jack didn't understand——

——He never wanted to shoot Wen Bucai. But what about Jim Crow?

Mr. Jim is the big boss of the Curio Hall! Why did this magician kill his boss?

If Mr. Jim dies, can the Museum of Curiosities still be open?

If it weren’t for these delicious and fun things! Jack Martin felt like there was a big hole in his heart! He couldn't accept such a gloomy life! It feels like my soul is being stained!

"As long as you pull the trigger, you can add it to the perfume bottle." The magician gently rubbed Jack's head: "I will forget about Sullivan. [The arrow] should have belonged to you, it is yours."

"Oh my god! Why do you know everything!?" The scar on Jack's right hand ached faintly, which was the scar left by the hot bullet fired by the warrant officer.

The magician took off his gloves and stabilized Jack's gun. Peeking out from the magic cloak were dark sleeves and a fire seal in the shape of a perfume bottle.

Five-pointed star-like fragments of scars also appeared on this mysterious man’s tiger’s mouth——

——Exactly the same as Jack’s hand injury.

"I give you Wonka."

"Half of each of us."

"Bang!--"

Gunshots rang out, and Jack was so frightened that he backed away. He didn't know who he had hit!

He ran back to the stage and just wanted to go back to Ms. Wonka. He was like a little baby who wanted to find his mother!

He ran all the way, but walked slower and slower.

Arriving at the stage, bright lights shone on Wonka's body.

Half of the body was still kneeling on the spot, split from the middle of the forehead, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

The other half had collapsed, and the internal organs and bones were perfectly divided into two.