Chapter 101: Inheritance of supernatural powers, Dragon City gathering, Escape
Chapter 101: Inheritance of supernatural powers, Dragon City gathering, Escape
Late at night, in a high-end apartment building in Longcheng.
The residents who come and go are mostly young people between 20 and 30 years old.
The handsome men and beautiful women are all dressed very exquisitely.
Looking around, it was inside one of the apartment buildings on the inner side.
13 floors.
This is an intermediate floor.
The corridor is long and narrow, with four elevators serving dozens of households on one floor.
"Brother... why are you so nice today and even drive me..."
In the corridor on the 13th floor, a heavily made-up young woman, holding her high-heeled shoes in one hand and walking barefoot with the help of the man beside her, was walking towards a room at the innermost side.
"I haven't drunk too much yet. I'll have a few more drinks later..."
The woman reeked of alcohol all over her body, and her voice was a little unclear.
Beside her, the man who was supporting her had a stiff face and was twitching from time to time.
But the look he gave the woman's figure was malicious.
"Okay, okay, have a few more drinks... drink more."
The man's eyes narrowed and his tone was weird.
He supported and dragged the woman towards the inner door.
boom.
With the sound of the door closing,
As soon as you enter the house, you will see a standard loft. Roughly speaking, the usable area on the first floor is about 50 square meters.
The decoration is light and luxurious, and various feminine objects can be seen everywhere.
Almost at the moment of entering the room, the woman who had just been supported by the man was casually thrown to the floor.
"Ouch...brother, please be gentle, I'm hurt..."
The woman's eyes were blurry, half closed and half open, and she fell to the ground with her hair disheveled. She was in some pain from the fall and was frowning and muttering.
The man standing at the door had an extremely cold look in his eyes.
Without responding to the woman's words, he turned around and immediately locked the door, making sure it was closed.
He stood there with his back to the woman.
There was an extremely ferocious smile on his face.
The original face suddenly twitched, and the whole face looked like a melted candle.
It shook quickly, and then turned into a completely different face.
The length of the hair, the color of the skin, and the distribution of the facial features are all very different.
Then, he took out a pair of black rubber gloves from his arms, put them on his hands, and then walked over the woman who was lying on the ground.
He walked into the kitchen in the corner of the apartment and took out a kitchen knife.
It looks like the blade is extremely sharp.
"Brother, what are you doing? Help me to the bed..."
The woman was talking to herself incoherently, not noticing that the ambiguous "brother" she was talking about was...
He was holding a knife and tentatively moving it back and forth in front of her, as if he was looking for the most appropriate place to cut.
"Tsk tsk, today's wait was really not in vain..."
"After working on it for so long, it must be a good work..."
The man's face was full of viciousness at this moment.
The way he looked at the woman was not like looking at a living person, but like looking at cattle or sheep waiting to be cooked and slaughtered.
"Hmm? Brother, your voice sounds... a little different?"
Some drunk women have their eyes closed and their eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
The next moment, a cold voice came from my ears:
"Who's your brother? Bitch!"
The man's hoarse voice reached the woman's ears.
The whole room was silent for a few seconds.
The woman lying on the floor had almost lost most of the alcohol in her head.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the man squatting next to her. It was a face she had never seen before!
"what!!!"
"Shh..."
The woman's scream had not yet been fully uttered when the man covered her mouth tightly with his hand. He was even considerate enough to make a silent gesture with the hand holding the knife.
"Don't make any noise. Keep your voice down."
"Otherwise, the neighbors would have heard it."
The man smiled crazily, and the blade in his hand flashed coldly.
The woman wanted to struggle, but after her hands and feet were casually touched by the man, her skin and muscles twisted and she could not control herself!
The whole person became a prisoner of the other party.
"Don't worry...I won't do anything to you."
The man half-closed his eyes, stared at the woman, and used his hands to unbutton her dress bit by bit.
"I'm not like those rubbish out there who can't move when they see a woman."
"If you ask me, the satisfaction of physical desires is far less than the satisfaction of spiritual desires..."
"To create with one's own hands and to witness with one's own eyes a life passing away in front of one's eyes, that is such an ecstatic and beautiful thing!"
"Be good, it doesn't hurt..."
"Actually, it does hurt a little bit."
"But, just a little bit."
As the man spoke, he grinned and pointed the blade in his hand at the woman's abdomen.
Then, raise it high, and in the next moment, stab it down with force!
"Woooo..."
The woman cried and screamed in despair, her face flushed because the man covered her mouth tightly.
But the next moment, the expected fear and pain did not come from the abdomen.
Even the hands that were covering his own body were released.
Suddenly, the woman opened her eyes in confusion and looked intently in the direction of the man.
Then I saw that at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the room.
"Don't make a sound."
Ning Feng was wearing that black hooded windbreaker and a skull mask on his face.
Eight mechanical tentacles extended from his back, tightly wrapping around the man with evil intentions.
One of them even pierced into the man's throat. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.
"Don't make a sound."
Ning Feng looked at the woman lying on the ground and repeated it.
"Ah..." The woman was already frightened by the scene before her. After the alcohol paralyzed her brain, there was the threat of death, and now she saw a monster wearing a skull mask that appeared out of nowhere.
His eyes rolled back and he fainted immediately.
This saves Ning Feng the trouble of dealing with it.
"Yang Ling, 33 years old, a native of Longcheng, awakened the lower-level Beta ability [Shapeshift] at the age of 16."
"It is possible to change the shape of one's own or others' skin, muscles, and bones through direct physical contact, and even adjust the vocal cord structure and change the voice through further influence."
"You are not registered with any superpower company in Longcheng. Instead, you are the project director of a financial institution."
"In addition to this... he is also the serial killer responsible for many cases of women being murdered indoors in Longcheng in the past two years."
"I never thought that a Beta-level psychic would have such a hobby."
"It's really... too low-level."
"Rather than having this ability in your hands, why not give it to me?"
Ning Feng's voice penetrated into Yang Ling's ears bit by bit. The double stimulation of physical pain and mental stimulation made him faint for a moment.
brush.
The mechanical tentacle that had pierced into Yang Ling's throat was pulled out extremely brutally.
With a little blood.
Afterwards, Ning Feng threw him casually against the wall like a dead dog.
"Now, let's wait for the birth of new life..."
(End of this chapter)