Lawton watched as the monster took over control of his body, his brain like a deposed commander of the light pole, cowering and trembling in his skull.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey." He heard laughter, frightening laughter, something was behind me, and it wasn't human!

As soon as the idea came to mind, each of Lawton's cells screamed in horror, sending out a message called fear, in a vain attempt to get his body to escape and stay away from this place.

Under the pull of the silk thread, the head turned back slightly.

As the angle of view changes, so does the things you can see.

Until a face came into view, covered with a mask, Raton could somehow feel the angry expression under the mask, if you ignore the weird smile on your lips, the whole look, it is so gentlemanly.

"Hello, congratulations." Lawton didn't know where the joy came from, only to hear the brush pull, peeling off a layer of skin, the blood-colored muscle texture, is so dense, the structure of the human body, fascinating.

"Oh, praise God." It's hard not to care about high-risk moves, how amazing it is that the people of an Eastern country actually believe in God.

Yes, how amazing, Lawton's body slowly flew up, and a human skin with the same face as him appeared, ah, how beautiful, it made people want to give it up.

Immediately afterward, he realized, oh God, it was my own human skin.

"Ahh......h

"Poof." With a bang, a great head flew up, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, holding the high danger of the blade of light, as if the Grim Reaper was exercising his authority, and had heard enough of the wails of his enemies.

decisively sent him to hell, and the blood in the cavity was like a fountain.

Sprayed all around, blood stained on flowers, trees, blades of grass, all over the land.

Until he died, Lawton said in a sneering voice: "Devil, gentleman, weird." ”

When Harrison drove to the scene, he saw a headless and skinless corpse lying on the ground, blood spreading, soaking the soil and staining it bright red.

At the cut surface of the corpse, viscous blood and gray matter were still flowing.

It was as if Harrison's arrival triggered some switches, and in the next few tens of seconds, a total of more than a dozen people arrived at the scene one after another.

First of all, everyone witnessed this terrifying-looking, extremely impactful corpse, and many spies who had never been on the battlefield did not know how to react.

But without exception, when you look at each other, you can find that there is a bit of fear and fear written in the other person's eyes, with a faint expression of discomfort.

Up close, I clearly saw a strange-looking and terrifying thing.

If it is not for the psychological quality, it can still be regarded as strong, and most of them will vomit on the ground, vomiting all the food in their stomachs, for fear of leaving something.

As a veteran returning from the battlefields of the Middle East, Mace had seen the miserable death of human remains, all kinds of corpses, missing arms and legs.

The eyeballs were blown out, and half of the head was cut off, leaving only half of the head.

The large and small intestines in the abdomen were blown out of the body, flowing all over the ground to make the blood red, there were so many dead people, and the death was all strange, only you can't think of it, and you can't appear without it.

After experiencing countless terrifying scenes and continuing to forge his mental endurance, Mace felt that he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and he should no longer have a strong desire to vomit when facing corpses.

But the scene in front of him slapped him in the face, and the impact of this scene on physiology was too great, and it was simply openly challenging the limits of human endurance.

No matter how strange the corpse is, it is far less disgusting than the one in front of you.

The intact skin was peeled away, leaving only layers of dense muscle texture, red muscles, and white fascia, which looked like the finest snowflake beef he had ever eaten.

With some egg wash, maybe you can make a whole plate?

I never dreamed that human meat would be so similar to the snowflake cow, and I am afraid that I will never be able to eat the snowflake cow in the future.

Covering his mouth, bending down and squatting, and forcibly suppressing the liquid food in his throat, Mace spoke:

"God, this guy, what kind of pain and torture did he go through in his life, and with what kind of mentality did he die slowly, this is really cruel!"

Mace was angry, but more fearful, and in his worldview, he acted in a way that was close to something.

- Only demons, must be the handiwork of demons, only they can be so cold-blooded and cruel, ignoring the meaning of life.

His gaze stayed in the dense forest, and Harrison's vision was blocked, unable to see through the obstruction of Tarzan.

The person who gave the order, the chief Donald was ahead, life and death were uncertain, even if Harrison was disgusted with him, but he was also a chief, and it was his duty to obey orders.

"Sir, we're on the outskirts of the K3 area, and we're concentrating our manpower and heading inside in five minutes."

"Okay, Roger, come as soon as possible, I'm confronting the traitor Kent, and the situation is deadlocked." Donald's tone was anxious, and he very much hoped that the helpers would be able to assault now.

Judging from the map, the distance between the two is only 100 meters, but it is like an insurmountable moat.

Every step will determine the life and death of the other agents, and the grim situation must not be reckless for Harrison to act, and must be cautious.

The main situation that needs to be solved at the moment is the unknown brought by the strange corpse, and this stubble was encountered at the beginning, and it was unfavorable.

Rubbing his temples, Harrison felt a headache, and he spoke:

"Don't look at the corpses anymore, the highest priority of the mission, supporting the chief, is what we have to do."

Only by diverting attention from the corpse can we avoid a worse situation, Harrison thought for a moment and continued:

"Everyone should also pay attention to vigilance, search the past in pairs, and the people who killed our compatriots may still be wandering around here, waiting for an opportunity to find the next target, do not be left alone, and prohibit individual actions."

The men scattered like a net, and Harrison sat in the rear, watching the strange lump.

His deep gaze stared at the corpse, no matter what he thought, even from the murderer's point of view.

I can't think of why we should use skinning, this cruel and inhumane practice, isn't it terrible enough.

Does he not know that those who desecrate the bodies of the dead will go to hell and be punished by the Lord after death? In Eastern culture, there is also a part of the body that is venerated.

While angry compatriots were brutally killed, Harrison also had several strange questions in his mind.

First, why did the murderer do this? It's just to vent his anger, so it can be explained, and the whipping corpse is indeed very relieving.

This leads to a new question, does the murderer have a deep grudge against the dead Lawton?

The issue seems to be becoming more ambiguous.

Second, how exactly did the killer do all this?

Judging from the damage, the entire skin seems to have been completely peeled off, and there is no adhesion at all.

If a sharp object such as a knife is used to cause a cut, then why can't you find any marks of a sharp cut?

Is it to die first and then whip the corpse, or to skin and then behead? Everyone couldn't understand that the scene in front of them was really not man-made, and the means were a bit miraculous.

As he walked past Lawton, Mace looked at the corpse in horror, remembering one thing in his mind, when he was about to reach the edge of K3.

Someone who ever heard a cry of great pain and a scream sounded like he was going through some kind of torture?

It's not going to be this! The real-time punishment is simply terrifying.

Mace's heart trembled, this matter was too weird, and he didn't want to think too much about it.

In two or three minutes, the skin can be completely peeled off the muscle layer.

It would take several days to arrange for five forensic doctors to work together, and the time and progress could not be compared.

Moreover, if there is any sign of struggle before the death of the deceased, the skin will not be stripped so completely.

There is also the part of the head that has been cut off, the section can be called smooth and flat, as if it has been beheaded, and the tough bones have not even been able to produce resistance, and the whole thing has been cut off.

The most powerful proof is that the broken vertebrae, which still continues to ooze out of the spinal fluid, is the strongest proof.

Until now, everyone's thinking is still stuck in the category that the enemy is human, and has not yet thought about the player, and this has become the best cover for high risk.

"Chief Harrison, this may not be human, I have a feeling that it may be some kind of monster." As soon as he spoke, Harrison was furious, and he slapped Mace in the face.

His strength was so great that he left five bright red finger prints, and he whispered angrily: "Shut your mouth for me, fool, God's to God, Caesar's to Caesar's, I don't want to hear any more explanations that have nothing to do with science." ”

"If you dare to talk nonsense, I will shoot you first, and let you return to the arms of the Lord, so that you will not be in the mood to think nonsense, so as not to shake the morale of the army here."

With a few twitches of his lips, Mace wanted to argue something more, but when he saw Harrison's unquestioning expression and the muzzle of the gun raised, he closed his mouth in disagreement.

No way, the situation is stronger than people.

In fact, in his heart, Mace also knows that the current situation is not suitable for talking about these gods and ghosts.

However, in the face of the current situation, any scientific explanation seems to be pale and weak, lame and untenable, and cannot withstand detailed scrutiny.

Everyone saw that Mace was slapped by the chief, and all kinds of suspicions in their hearts rose one after another, wanting to ask but not daring to ask, as a spy, all of them were good at observing words and feelings.

The chief was angry, so he naturally had to stay away, touching the moldy head, Harrison was angry, what should he do if he shot them down, and who to reason with.

All the people present have a lot of negative things in their hearts, fear, fear and other negative emotions, and every day of the life of the flower planter, they are struggling to survive, bow their heads and be careful.

Now the great America, at last summoning us eagle dogs, has no idea that it will not serve death, and this is what he thinks in his heart, and it is not necessarily this way.