With a terrible scream, the camera fell on top of the dirt and splashed a cloud of muddy water in front of the camera.

A stream of bright red blood dripped from the photographer's arm into the flowing swamp.

The photographer clearly saw that the huge mouth was flipped 180 degrees and bit off one of his arms, and for the photographer, it was not just a joy to lose an arm but still be alive.

He clearly saw the animal beneath the dirt, a crocodile with a grayish-brown body with dark horizontal stripes.

"Bang, bang!"

Two bullets pierced the dirt, and the crocodile that was hiding under the dirt quickly sank into the ground, his eyes floating on the dirt, and his mouth suddenly gurgling, as if he was talking to the photographer.

The guns and artillery of the government quickly arrived, and there was no Zhao Xing among them, this was his entourage, a total of two.

They were dressed in tights, a suit with a bulletproof vest underneath it, and a gray-colored owl feather on his chest, which glowed faintly red from time to time.

"Are you alright?" a gunner hurriedly ran to ask with concern, but when he saw that the photographer had lost an arm, he immediately shouted to the other gunner, "Take out the gauze from your pocket to stop the bleeding!"

In the busyness of the two soldiers, the flowing blood gradually stopped under the combined effect of a layer of pill powder.

"Who are you? Why did you come to this place? This has been set up as a forbidden area by the government, and before the planning and renovation was carried out, at least so, didn't you see the sign at the foot of the mountain, or didn't you receive a text message from the government?" asked the gunner.

"I, I...."The photographer wanted to say something, but saw that Liu Da's arm was still stiff in the dirt, so he changed his mouth and said: "Please help me, my friend is deep in the swamp, you see, he has been submerged in it!"

The two soldiers followed the photographer's point, and there was indeed an arm, but the ground was just a kind of damp ground, close to the arm, and there was some hardness on it, and there was no trace of excavated soil around the arm.

"What the hell is going on?" the gunners looked at each other, it was the first time they had seen the swamp "wet and dry".

Gollum Purr..

The sound rang out from the ground again.

The photographer hurriedly stepped back and motioned for the two gunners to retreat, but they did not take the photographer's advice and rotated around their arms to think about how to save people.

The soil fell into a state of flow again, the two rows of long flattened teeth quietly emerged from the swamp, the quick-eyed gun artillery quickly loaded the gun, held the handle tightly, and the bullet exploded instantly, at a speed of 200 meters per second, this is a relatively old breech rifle, the bullet is fired, the barrel is hot, and a wisp of hot smoke rises from the muzzle.

The bullet was accurate, hitting the crocodile's teeth, but the crocodile's teeth were harder than usual, almost harder than steel, and after the gunpowder collided, a spark flashed and was ejected into a tree.

Just as the gunners were loading the second bullet, the crocodile's mouth had already bitten the two of them tightly, and the dry and wet ground on the ground instantly turned into a swamp, and the crocodile gently swung its body and dragged the two gunners into the swamp.

Two owl feathers fell from the shore, heavy guns slammed to the ground, and a long flat leather bag containing a dozen brass bullets.

The photographer was stunned by the moment in front of him, the lethality of the crocodile is obviously so strong, why just bit off one of his arms just now, it can clearly eat a person in one bite.

Suddenly, the dry and wet ground where Liu Da was suddenly loosened, and that arm was slowly drowning in the formation of the swamp.

For a moment, a familiar voice sounded from the ground, no longer the gurgling sound of death.

"Who?" asked the photographer in horror.

A flat mouth slowly emerged from the swamp, the only difference was that the crocodile had taken on the appearance of a human, standing up, and a tail wagging wildly behind its back.

"Hello, little brother, it's so refreshing to breathe fresh air through the human nose again!" the crocodile opened its arms and looked up at the sky, a relief that had regained its freedom.

"What about Liu Da, what about them?" the photographer asked in amazement.

"I am glad that I have completed the exchange contract with three people in this short period of time, and I have been able to feel the power and joy of humanity again. The crocodile said ecstatically.

"Contract?"

The crocodile smiled: "This is a goblin term, you ordinary people will not understand, so, are you willing to be an extraordinary person?"

"Yes, of course!" the photographer's fear also eased.

"Actually, I'm a mechanical doctor, and I can make you a super invincible and super destructive arm for free!" said the crocodile's eyes.

"Super destructive? Why do I want this? Sorry, I just want to be my photographer again. ”

The crocodile crossed his arms and said: "You don't agree now, one day you will beg me, because although the arm I bit off stopped bleeding, it has a slow corroding effect, if you don't obey me, after a week, you will find out how painful the arm that cannot be grafted, and you are willing to be an armless person for the rest of your life?"

"Why don't you just kill me, like them?" cried out the photographer in despair.

The crocodile smiled and said, "Because when you were determined to save your companions, I saw a familiar picture, and once, I was so desperate!"

"Why did you end up like this when you were human?" the photographer asked, puzzled.

"You ask me? I wonder how I can somehow create a swamp by eating a cow's heart, and when I lie on the ground and stare at me in the water, that ugly long flat mouth, how annoying, crawling on the ground on all four legs, is completely an animal act! As a human being standing above all things, I can't bear the drastic changes brought about by eating a cow's heart. The crocodile said in disgust.

"Is it the kind of beef that can be eaten?" the photographer said in disbelief.

"It's the kind of beef that is full of treasures, and in terms of texture, it's quite chewy, and it's a fresh, ordinary beef. The crocodile recalled, suddenly licking its lips with its tongue deep.

"This is also an ordinary beef ?.....," the photographer smiled awkwardly.

"What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at the way I look?" the crocodile suddenly rushed and came to the photographer like a swift parabola.

There is a faint fishy smell coming from the crocodile's mouth.

The photographer, who has always been as timid as a mouse, plucked up his courage at this moment, stared at the crocodile's bulging eyes and said, "Kill me, I don't want to be a demon's puppet!"

The crocodile listened, silently recited the puppet twice, and then laughed loudly: "What? You mean to install a robotic arm for you is a puppet? It's terrible to have no knowledge, this is a future trend of human beings, robots." ”

The photographer did not say a word, but stretched out an arm to look at the sculpture at the edge of the colonnade before he died, but surprisingly, the sculpture was missing.

"Are you looking for me?" asked the crocodile with a smile.

The photographer cramped and said, "You?"

"This matter has to start a long time ago, and it is not too long, just before the dust temple was destroyed, I ate a cow's heart, and vomited blood in my studio that night, but the body did not change in particular, to check, the doctor just said not to overwork, take care of the body, but, I know very well, I clearly vomited a basin of blood, a whole basin! It stands to reason that normal people should die, but I am as energetic as a dried corpse, and there are not too many changes on the surface, and the diagnostic answer given by many doctors is not to overwork, what? Is it because I'm a mechanical doctor standing on the top of the world? If it's just an ordinary person, will the doctor diagnose it as food poisoning?" The crocodile's expression was a little uncomfortable and said, "I'm so scared, I can't sleep at night, so I drove to the mountain, and I heard that the incense here can pray for blessings, so I asked a monk for three sticks of incense." ”

"What did you pray for?"

"Stay safe and vomit no more blood. The crocodile said flatly, suddenly covered his mouth, and whispered: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed.....

"You're very handsome, I just photographed your body, the mermaid line is perfect, and you have thick curly hair, you're handsome. ”

"Thanks for the compliment, you mean I'm not handsome now?" asked the crocodile rhetorically, imposing.

"No, no, no, you're mistaken. ”

Before the photographer could finish speaking, the crocodile fled into the swamp at great speed, looking nervous.

"What happened?"

"There's a demonic spirit!"

"Aren't you?"

"Stronger demonic energy!"

"Could it be a more powerful monster?" the photographer felt like he was born.

"I'm leaving, now that the contract has been completed, then I can get out of the swamp, return to human life, and carry out my new great pioneering research project, if you want to figure it out, you can come to me, of course, my current place of residence is relatively hidden, in the underground research institute in the corner of the ocean of the underground palace. The crocodile said, glancing at the gray and black owl feathers: "See you then." ”

After that, the crocodile disappeared without a trace.

There was a silvery-white object on the damp earth, and the photographer stepped forward and leaned over to see that it was a tooth, from the teeth in the crocodile's mouth.

The photographer quickly picked up the tooth and put it in his arms, the cold wind behind him, the dense branches and leaves of the trees trembled, it must be someone with a demonic spirit in the mouth of the crocodile.

Swish!

A figure descended from the leaves above like an eagle falcon, his eyes stared at the owl feathers sticking to the dirt, saw the scorching pipe and the smoke spinning in the muzzle, his eyes hesitated, and then stared intently at the photographer: "All this, you did?"

The photographer was bending down to pick up the camera, but he heard that a person was asking, although the person in front of him was a gunner, but the difference was that he was different from the two soldiers who were bitten to death by crocodiles, wearing black slim trousers, wearing a rather luxurious high-necked coat, and a word on the back was particularly dazzling, the photographer's eyes were round, and he said softly: "Could it be that you are the person with a demonic spirit?"