Outside Beverly Hills, on a pile of rocks shaded by fir trees.
Under the bright moonlight, cockroaches and centipedes continuously flowed out of the blond man's left hand. The terrifying and terrifying squeaking sounds were endless. Thousands of small insects piled up and rolled on the earth and rocks, rolling towards the villa.
As the most luxurious high-end community in Los Angeles, its security force is sufficient to deal with some robbery gangs.
But it has no effect on this mysterious supernatural power.
Before they had time to scream, those ugly and grotesque bugs turned into a stream of black fluid and penetrated into their mouths and noses one after another, tearing apart flesh and blood, scurrying all over their bodies, and eating away at their internal organs in an instant, leaving only empty spaces.
's body.
Several gunmen with automatic rifles were guarding the surroundings. The blond man used his vision to sneak into the mansion. Not only were these bugs aggressive, but they could also share his vision and see everything the bugs sensed.
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In the banquet hall.
"Excuse me."
Hoshino Manatsu used high heels to crush two cockroaches on the ground, and a disgusting black-brown juice burst out.
"Why did you go back so early?"
The man who was traveling with him also planned to get acquainted with Colin. This kind of investor who is new to the industry can often spend a lot of money as long as the script suits his taste and does not care about the market trend. But seeing him dancing with a popular movie star is not good.
Past bother.
"I remembered something urgent."
Hoshino Manatsu didn't care what the men thought at all, and left straight away amidst the regrets of all the men, because they didn't have time to dance with her.
After returning to the locker room, she changed into black sportswear and tactical boots, took out the gun from the luxury handbag, loaded the magazine, and equipped it with a professional silencer. Then she opened the golf club bag and checked the samurai sword.
It's time to deal with some scumbags.
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The sound of the gunshot was muffled by the silencer, but it still made a few soft muffled sounds. In the fir bushes, the gunman who was on guard around the blond man fell down at the sound.
Each bullet hit the center of the back of the head or between the eyebrows with extreme precision, directly piercing the brain tissue and causing blood to gush out.
The blond man who was sharing the field of view with the insect swarm was too focused and didn't notice all this.
Hoshino Manatsu had to despise the clumsy actions of this infected organization, because the abnormality of this infected person was too easily exposed, as if he was saying come and kill me quickly, I don’t know if this is the first time he acted, it was absolutely
A rabble.
This man's suggestion is that of a "devil", which is a relatively common type. The spiritual driving force of such people is often just desire.
Not every suggestion has only one kind of vision. Tarot card suggestion is a general classification, which can be derived from countless types.
For example, the hints of demons are related to flesh and blood creation.
The hint of the tower is related to the liquid element.
The Pope's hints are related to spiritual psychology.
Of course, this is also an artificial definition, and it is not ultimately correct. There are just 22 major categories, which were statistically classified by people with academic spirit in the underground world, and then spread widely in the most popular form of Tarot cards. Over time,
A consensus was reached.
Devil...
He is the type who is most likely to lose control. Hoshino Manatsu no longer intends to leave him alive.
"I have taken care of all the security personnel, and there are a few unlucky ones as well."
The blond man doesn't really like this feeling of being left alone. If I have to say it, he may be the type who is easily embarrassed.
The ebony handle, the cross-shaped metal blade, and the snow-white blade were engraved with blood-colored runes of unknown meaning, shining brightly in the night moon with a sharp and cold light.
Pfft...
The blade flashed,
Hoshino Manatsu stabbed the blond man's back with a knife, and the entire blade passed through the heart and stabbed out from the front.
The reason why she didn't insert it into his head was because she didn't want to kill him immediately, she wanted to get some information out of his mouth, so that the infected person's life would not be so fragile that he would be pierced through the heart and die instantly.
The severe pain from the chest spread to the blond man's body. When a person suffers a puncture injury, the injured area will only feel a little cold for a few seconds, and then the heartbreaking pain will extend from the spine to the brain.
At the same time, in the blond man's vision, those centipedes and cockroaches all turned into black smoke and dissipated like self-immolation, constantly breaking down into tiny black particles and then breaking down into smaller ones until they merged into nothingness.
"Tell me which organization you belong to, and I won't kill you."
Hoshino Manatsu thinks sct people shouldn't be so stupid.
"s...sct."
The blond man had already understood his situation, and he endured the severe pain in order to survive and replied. Whenever he wanted to look back, the blade would stir in his chest. He could only look ahead, his whole body shaking with pain, his face as white as
The white paper is covered in sweat.
Due to the shattered heart, the organ as a blood pump failed, and blood could not be supplied to the whole body. He only felt like falling into the winter, and his body became increasingly cold.
He had heard that the Countermeasures Bureau had a special ammunition containing neurotoxins that could burn infected people to death, but this kind of cold weapon was so weird that he had never heard of it.
"You're lying to me, sct people wouldn't be so stupid."
Hoshino Manatsu didn't believe it at all.
"It's true. I just joined the Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid Association not long ago. Di Bong, Ash, they want anyone, as long as they are infected, or criminals with criminal records."
The blond man felt that his connection with the different space was blocked, and he could no longer draw power from that mysterious area. As long as he was stabbed by this knife, he could only let her slaughter him, but there was still a glimmer of hope...
"Testicular cancer support group?"
Hoshino Manatsu was not surprised when the blond man said Di Biao's name. After all, he was a famous lunatic, but she was somewhat convinced that he could accurately name the two SCT cadres who were sent to Los Angeles.
Then the blond man told everything he knew about Shusk District, the church, and the Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid Association.
"SCT is preparing to enter the film industry. Is this the way?"
Hoshino Manatsu couldn't figure it out. It would be too stupid to say this. He just found a few fools to kill the director and actors. What kind of advance was this? It was extremely idiotic.
"of course not……"
"It's just interfering with the theater film schedules in the past few months. If these people die, there will definitely be a lot of interest conflicts, and many films will be delayed."
"At that time, SCT will use the Puppet Company's films to be released to theaters, occupying most of the schedule, and editing some other content in the film or disk data."
In order to win Hoshino Manatsu's trust, the blond man told everything.
Hoshino Manatsu's eyes narrowed, this sounds like something SCT would do,
"What's the name of the puppet company?"
She needs to collect all information and report it to her superiors.
"I don't know, that's all I know."
The blond man just finished speaking.
Hoshino Manatsu's hand holding the knife moved upwards, along the blond man's chest to his head.
However, from the beginning, the blond man retained part of the power drawn from the different space, and was not blocked by the strange power of the blade, just for the moment when the blade was cut out of the heart and regained its function.
The blood was slightly supplied to his head, and his head turned into a dense swarm of flies. He was extremely disgusted, and a demonic sound erupted into his ears, and he quickly flew away from the place.
Bang bang...
Hoshino Manatsu fired two shots at the swarm of flies, exploding some slurry, but it was useless. The swarm of flies fled as fast as possible, leaving behind a body that lost contact with its head and fell to its knees, becoming a dead body.
"hateful."
Hoshino Manatsu waved the blade, shook off the blood on it and put it back into the sheath.
It’s been too long since you’ve dealt with infected people and your skills are rusty. It’s time to use the magic directly.
But this kind of gangster can just run away, and there are still things waiting for him to do.
