Chapter 33: Purge

That's why Han Youran came to this conclusion, only the places that are stained with blood will burn. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for those xenomorphs and xenomorphs who have completely mutated, all the blood in their bodies should be burned, and they will definitely die, and they will die without resistance!

Hearing her say this, Anya hurriedly lowered her head and looked at herself, then sniffed and looked at Han Youran, and then relieved her heart and said, "Fortunately, we don't have blood on us." ā€

"I—I don't have any blood on me. The woman in the back seat, after reaching out and groping for her body in a panic, did not touch anything slimy similar to blood, and looked at her clean palm and said movingly.

Han Youran and Anya didn't have the heart to care about her anymore, they were screaming and wailing everywhere, and the smoke around them was foggy.

The two of them had helmets to purify the air, but they didn't think there was anything.

But the woman in the back seat looked more and more ugly, and there was a pungent smell of burnt stench, and the woman frowned, raising her hand to cover her tendoned high nose.

Seeing her open her mouth several times, Han Youran in front of her didn't point a gun at her again, and she was much bolder at this time.

Leaned forward, tilted his head forward from the gap in the seat, licked his dry lips, looked at Han Youran, and prayed carefully, "That, can you turn on the purification, if it continues like this, I'm afraid I'll be poisoned." ā€

What answered her was that she had put down her gun for a long time, Han Youran didn't even look at her, and said coldly, "If you talk so close to me again, you will be directly destroyed." ā€

Han Youran said that the hand holding the gun was forcefully pushed forward, causing the woman's head to shake, and then sat back trembling.

But Han Youran turned on the purifier in the car with his other hand.

As soon as the woman retracted, the whole car shook back and forth suddenly, and the sound of "pop" was extremely abrupt, followed by one after another.

Anya was so frightened by the sudden appearance of "People!" in front of the car window that the whole person shrank back.

As for the woman in the back seat, she was shaken her head down, holding her hair up with one hand while raising her head.

When she saw what was outside the car, the hand holding her hair slipped down little by little, and the long golden and smooth hair fell back down, and the woman's eyes froze.

Han Youran looked at the "person" lying on their car, raised his gun, and pointed it at the "person's" face through the window!

A face with burned skin, pumped together, deep and shallow folds, mixed with red blood and black charred residues, fell down with a clatter, and smashed into the car and raised a puff of green smoke, and the wagon bubbled and bubbled, obviously corrosive.

The man slammed the car window with his equally burned, bone-barred hand, his mouth opening and closing, presumably crying for help, but the sound he made was like the roar of a beast, not a word, and the viscous saliva flowed uncontrollably.

As they slipped off him, they all took up a puff of smoke.

The three people in the car only had the sound of heavy breathing, Han Youran didn't move, she was waiting!

didn't let her wait long, the man's strength became weaker and weaker, and his movements became slower and slower, until finally before his hand was raised, the whole person had no strength, and he couldn't support it and lay down, and the car shook again.

His bloodshot eyes were straight at Han Youran, he wasn't dead yet!

From the whites of his eyes that could be seen vaguely, Han Youran knew that this person was not a xenomorph, he was burned alive like this!

None of the three people in the car spoke, but their breathing was much calmer.

Han leisurely put down the hand holding the gun.

After a while, the voice of the woman inside the warship sounded again, "Now start purging those who have no survivability." ā€