MTL - Overturned Tower-v2 Chapter 48 What Mahavira Forgot

The latest website: the lower city of Happy Island.

It is a place where there is neither sunrise nor sunset, nor day nor twilight.

Truly no light.

In a world that only exists in the night, the dim yellow light flickering by the mother's bed is the only sun in the heart of the young Mahavira.

A white lion cub doesn't have as long a mane, and it doesn't look any different than a slightly larger cat.

It always wants to cuddle up in its mother's arms. But his mother didn't want Mahavira to get too close to her.

the reason is simple. Because she doesn't want to pass her disease on to her children.

tuberculosis.

It is not such an incurable disease. It would be better to say that the special drug of ampoule biomedicine can easily cure it with only two courses of treatment.

But the real problem wasn't her illness....

It's her disability.

Mahavira's mother was not born a sexist. In fact, she had been a bodyguard of a young boss before she entered the downtown area. According to the rules of Happy Island, the bodyguard of the boss also belonged to the social elite.

Her spiritual relative is a Bengal tiger, and her spiritual relative is as severe as Mahavira. And unlike normal Bengal tigers... her hair is naturally white.

Affinity destroyed her most feminine appearance, but it also gave her great physical strength.

Until she and her boss were suddenly attacked by a group of terrorists in a completely unexpected place.

It was a brutal business war. His company is thriving, the core team is extremely united, and there is a strong background.

The companies that can be run on are also unwilling to give up resistance—they choose to hire attackers as if they are dying, intending to directly destroy their worst enemy physically.

That was in the morning of the day.

When they were about to travel from the door of their house, a truck passed by their door. Suddenly a group of people jumped out of it, and they started shooting at them.

According to the general default rules, mercenary operations must wait until after ten o'clock in the evening. But there are always prostitutes who don't want to care about those messy "rules" - I have already become a prostitute, do you think I will still be an obedient baby like a salary slave in the upper city?

She was shot more than sixteen times all over her body and killed four enemies with bare hands without even a gun.

However, the bullet also destroyed her vision in one eye and damaged her spine. It made her lower body unable to move freely.

She has worked very hard.

But the job of bodyguards only depends on the results. She still failed—her boss was sieved on the spot.

Losing her boss and powerful force at the same time, she immediately lost her job. Not only that, but she also encountered revenge from both sides... from the gang of rapers, and the wrath of the young boss and his old and rich father.

With the help of her former colleagues, she could only cut off her own chip, fled into the lower city in embarrassment, and became a raper.

However, she couldn't do anything.

The stronger a person is, the more depressed he becomes after becoming disabled. If she had the money to assemble the prosthetic body, maybe she could become a mercenary... But she couldn't even move, and the chip that saved the money was removed. She is literally penniless.

Not to mention, even if the money in her chip was still usable, it wouldn't be enough to pay for the artificial spine.

The only thing she can sell is her own body.

It's not because of how attractive she is as a woman with the face of a tiger...but because her extremely strong body, together with her rare heterochromatic appearance, has special value as a mother.

A boss bought her offspring from her.

As the other partner of the breeding, it is the "manager" of an underground boxing arena in the lower city of Xingfu Island.

To put it nicely, it can be said to be the person in charge of the boxing ring; to put it bluntly, it is a dog raised by the boss.

Because as the person in charge of the boxing ring, he has to fight himself—that is a black boxing that cannot be turned back until one party dies.

All the experiences of both parties will be recorded as transcendent videos. Whether it is the experience of beating someone to death or being beaten to death by others, in a calm place like Uptown, you can sell for a lot of money.

To put it simply, this looks like a casino and a boxing ring. But it’s actually where the filming took place.

The reason for choosing that manager is that he also has a relative of a tiger and is physically strong. He is extremely skilled in Jiu-Jitsu, and enjoys slowly strangling his enemies to death during matches.

The boss wants a rare white tiger juvenile to be raised with his children and become his personal bodyguard since he was a child. Men and women don't matter, what they want is rare, loyal and powerful.

Among them, rarity is the most important.

If the affected child is not white, then continue to give birth. During the period of life and security, the boss can be responsible for her.

If Mahavira's mother can give birth to a white tiger child, then he can construct a perfect prosthetic body of the highest standard for her. From the eye to the spine to the legs, strengthen them all again, and then transfer her back to the uptown life. Serve as your own shadowy bodyguard and assassin at the same time rooting out your enemies.

- Then she understood.

Although the job of bodyguards only depends on "whether you keep it or not", in fact, the record is also very important.

Standing bare-handed against eight experienced gun-wielding thugs and killing four of them with a backhand after being shot first-even if the opponent had only a pistol in his hand was a feat to boast about. If she hadn't been wanted by another big boss, she would actually have no shortage of employers.

But she had no choice.

Either starve to death, or be killed by revenge, or abandon dignity and morality, obtain a stronger body, and restore their own treatment.

Of course she would choose the latter.

But as she felt the rhythm of the tire inside her, she gradually changed her mind.

She felt that it was not a mass of flesh, but a new life......

Is my own child.

When she was about to give birth, she couldn't sleep all night. She regretted it and wanted to take the child away - but the result was a cold rejection.

Finally determined by hair color, he is at least white.

But if it's a cat or a dog. It's not rare enough. The rarer ones are white tigers, so we have to wait a few more years, after the spirituality is finalized.

The boss struggled for a while, and decided to let it go, and let it look at the goods after a few years. There is no need to regenerate.

With fear, she breastfeeds her child, crying like rain. Waiting for the destined moment of separation. And the boss was too lazy to raise the baby, and seemed to be less interested in her. Therefore, she generously allowed her to raise the child until the age of three or four. After the child's spirituality manifested, she confirmed that he was really a white tiger, and then took the child to the upper city.

Four years have passed, and the time for parting has come. Among them, she told Mahavira countless times to listen to the boss and take care of herself.

She is from Sogo Island and went to Happy Island because she has no job. She named her child "Mahavira", which means "great hero" in the Sogo dialect

She hopes Mahavira will become a hero in the future—

If you become a hero in Happy Island, you will have a perfect and happy life. That is a brighter future than bodyguards and guards.

But in the end, Mahavira did not leave her. The boss didn't send someone to pick him up.

Five years followed. six years.

On the day of Mahavira's seventh birthday, his spiritual illness began to manifest and directly deteriorated into a serious illness. She finally learned the truth.

Because the child of the "boss" died four years ago - killed by another group of rioters.

He no longer needs a playmate and bodyguard who grew up with his children, everything has lost its value.

But fortunately, he did not vent his anger on Mahavira and his mother...... Or, three or four years have passed, that

The boss has long since forgotten about it. He found better bodyguards, better assassins. He forgot that he had once made a promise, so that a child who should not appear was born because of this.

And until now, the boss himself has passed away due to an accident, and his heirs are not interested in selling this kind of transcendental video business. So he cut off all contact with the lower city.

The "boss" who didn't know his name until his death, and the "manager of the boxing ring" under his command finally got rid of the shackles and established his own power relying on the boxing ring.

Mahavira's nominal and biological father wanted to take him away. Train yourself to be your own thug, as a reliable successor, to step up after you can't beat yourself anymore.

At this point, he no longer needed to fight by himself. But the faction he established, a group of terrorists called the Black Tiger Group, was gathered because of his strength. If he becomes weak, their "loyalty" will also collapse. Therefore, he has to go off the stage and commit suicide himself from time to time to prove that he is still strong.

But he also knows that he will eventually grow old. Therefore, he longed for an heir who would not liquidate himself after succeeding to the throne and was able to sustain the organization.

At this time, he remembered belatedly—speaking of which, he seemed to have a son.

Because the boss's child died very early. If he is lucky, he may not have time to be picked up by the boss.

She lost her legs and was powerless to resist. He could only watch Mahavira being taken away by his father.

But because of Mahavira's fierce resistance, he was able to come back one day a week to see his mother. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

In order to punish Mahavira, to vent his accumulated unhappiness, and at the same time to make his son tame, Mahavira was often beaten by his father. It is training in name, but it is actually beating.

When Mahavira returned to his mother, she would look at herself with heartache, pity, self-blame, and sorrow, and gently caress her wound.

"...Will it hurt?

Her hoarse voice trembled as she asked.

Ask knowingly. With such an injury, how could it not hurt?

Mahavira thought to himself.

"No pain."

But in order not to worry his mother, Mahavira always replied indifferently: "It doesn't hurt at all."

Over time, Mahavira really forgot the pain. Mobile phone users please browse and read, palm reading is more convenient.