430. Chapter 426 New 0400 Single-cell tadpoles invisible to the naked eye
Although Amyra kept comforting herself, the cold eyes that almost penetrated her soul still made her feel shuddering.
Suddenly, the other party stood up and walked step by step towards her direction.
At this time, Amyra was horrified to discover that in front of the Chinese young man was actually the body of a young woman.
The two exposed white thighs were particularly dazzling, and the chest and abdomen were covered in blood and flesh, and there seemed to be faint objects like intestines and internal organs scattered around.
If it were not for the conscious world, there would be no physiological reaction. I am afraid that Amyra would be about to vomit by now.
This should be the other person’s memory from last night, right?
Could it be that this young Chinese man with a kind smile is actually a deeply hidden murderer?
no!
This discovery is so terrible!
The Korean police must be notified immediately!
Amyra calmed down her mind and was about to withdraw from this memory. Suddenly she found that the Chinese young man had arrived in front of her at some point, with a ghostly evil smile on his blood-spattered face, revealing two neat rows of white.
the teeth of.
"Ms. Amyra, since you are here, why are you leaving in a hurry? Come, let me show you the artwork I just completed..."
The Chinese young man stretched out his hands that were completely stained red with blood and grabbed Amy La's wrist.
"No...this is impossible!"
Amyra screamed. Although she repeatedly reminded herself that she was only in the memory of the other person, the warm and slippery touch on her arm made it difficult for her to distinguish whether it was a memory or a memory.
Reality.
"You...who are you! This is obviously just your memory, why can you touch me?"
Amyra kicked and bit her as hard as she could, but the opponent's hand was like a vise made of steel, and no matter how hard she struggled, it would not move.
The Chinese young man stopped, suddenly turned around, grabbed her neck, and slowly lifted her thin body off the ground. At the same time, his voice became as weird as electronic synthesis.
"Ms. Amyra, your mistake is that you are too confident in your psychic reading skills. Do you really think that there are no risks in simply reading memories?"
As the big hands around her neck tightened, Amyra felt that her whole body was about to be suffocated, and her consciousness began to become increasingly blurred.
I don't know if it was an hallucination, but in front of Amyra's eyes, the body of the Chinese young man spurted out streams of scorching red flames, and the skin all over his body cracked with countless fine cracks, and lit up with a terrifying color like lava.
Suddenly, a pair of huge crimson flesh wings unfolded from his back, and a pair of sharp and curved horns gradually protruded from both sides of his forehead. His body grew rapidly with the muscles that continued to squirm and expand, and finally he looked up as if to declare his existence.
Let out a shocking roar.
Roar--!
…
"ah--!"
A horrifying and ear-piercing scream brought Amyra's consciousness back to reality.
At this moment, she felt like she had run a five-kilometer cross-country trip with a 40-degree fever. Her clothes were soaked through with cold sweat, and her legs were trembling and she couldn't stand.
"Emila, are you okay?"
Father Martinez helped her in time, and his strange eyes kept wandering between Li Mengnan and Amyra.
As a companion, he naturally knew about Amyra's psychic reading skills, but he had never seen Amyra be so frightened by a person's memory.
You know, Amyra has been discovered by agents of the bureau since she was in her twenties. She has been a formal member for more than ten years. She has seen even the memories of murder and dismemberment many times. Her mental toughness is...
Comparable to professional criminal police.
What on earth did she see in the mind of that young Chinese man named Li Mengnan?
Amyra stared blankly at Father Martinez's face. After a while, she came back to her senses. She grabbed the priest's shirt, pointed at Li Mengnan and shouted hysterically: "Father, use the Holy Word to purify him! He is possessed by the devil."
Got pregnant!"
"What?"
Father Martinez was also taken aback.
This is not nonsense. It is said that the last time a demonic creature appeared was during World War II. At that time, the Vatican sent a cardinal and five archbishops to purify it reluctantly.
If the young Chinese man in front of him is really possessed by a demon, even if it is the lowest level demon, it is not something that a mere little priest like him can handle.
"Are you a devil?" Wei Mao leaned over and whispered softly.
"What do you think?" Li Mengnan asked with a smile.
Wei Mao shrugged, looking at the indifferent face it was clear that he didn't believe it at all.
"What on earth did you just do to her? Look at the fear in her eyes when she looks at you, as if she suddenly saw the pervert who took away her virginity more than 20 years ago..."
Li Mengnan was speechless and held his forehead.
It seems that more than twenty years ago, he was still in the form of a single-celled tadpole invisible to the naked eye, right? Taking someone's virginity is no longer a question of difficulty...
"Actually, I didn't do anything to her. I just showed her some random scenes cut from horror movies." Li Mengnan gave Wei Mao a relatively easy-to-understand explanation.
Amyra's psychic reading skill is to read the surface memory of the other party that has not yet sunk into the subconscious through the connection of consciousness, while Li Mengnan added an extra layer of fictitious memory in front of his real memory.
To put it simply, he dug a big hole for Amyra, replaced the real memory with a dream, lured Amyra into his dream, and temporarily trapped the other person's conscious clone inside.
Precisely because of the dream he weaved, he was able to directly contact Amyra's conscious clone and give the other party a small punishment.
I believe that after this experience, this Amyra will not dare to use psychic reading to pry into other people's privacy in a short time.
Psychological shadows are not so easy to eliminate.
While he was talking, Father Martinez had already tremblingly handed down a holy word to Li Mengnan.
Li Mengnan was not a real demonic creature, so he simply stood there and let the old man toss him around.
Anyway, Holy Word spells are different from Holy Light spells and will not cause any harm to humans.
"Oh, dear boy, I'm so sorry. I think there must be some misunderstanding."
Martinez's Mediterranean hairstyle was a bit funny, but he was actually a very kind old man. He confirmed that Li Mengnan was not possessed by a demon or evil spirit, and immediately apologized deeply for his rude behavior just now.
After all, Mi Fang and the other three are not bad people, and Li Mengnan didn't intend to get into trouble with them because of this trivial matter.
"Well... Commissioners." Officer Park, who had been standing nearby with a very weak presence, coughed twice, focused everyone's attention on him, and said with a slight embarrassment: "If the mutual greetings are over,