"Leave the weapons at the door. How many do you want?"
As soon as Li Pan boarded the ship, he was stopped.
"How many what? How many people?"
"What the hell do you mean how many people? How many people can you handle?"
One token, five hundred, ten minutes."
The Shura Group thug with a black dragon tattoo on his shoulder impatiently tossed over a box, filled with red plastic tokens, what looked like arcade game tokens, with authorized data chips.
"Signs are posted at the cabin door; insert a token to unlock. The newcomers in the Blue Room can cry and scream, they're good for beating and screwing, but you can't use tools or kill them.
The ones in the Yellow Room are a bit crazed, but they still feel pain. There are all kinds of paid tools inside, rental by token, watch the EKG, killing costs money.
In the Red Room, do as you please.
How many do you want?"
Li Pan looked down at the plastic tokens and sighed,
"Do they have to make them red for me?"
