July 12, 2045 at 22:24. At the moment when the light in the room was turned on, a black shell that was splitting into three petals appeared in front of Ma Gan, less than half a step away from him.

He was startled and quickly took a few steps back. It was at this time that a black creature flew out of its shell, identical to the one in the self-service medical room of Star 10.

"Run!" Ma Gan shouted as he dragged the young man from the pet store, ready to flash out of the house. The young man doesn't have any subjective body movement now, and his brain is still analyzing what is in front of him.

After the black creature flew out of its shell, it spun around twice in the air and immediately chased after it, and the speed was extremely fast. Although Ma Gan was running with his head facing forward, in his consciousness, he could feel that the thing had almost touched the back of his head.

He ran out of the door, took two steps, turned to one side, and took the young man with him into the room where he and his colleague lived, and quickly closed the door. Thankfully, the black creature didn't follow.

"Is that a fly?" The young man just came back to his senses and asked Ma Gan.

"That thing is much more powerful than a fly, and the special protective helmet can crack with a few hits, so I'm glad it didn't hit your head." Ma Qian remembered the power of this creature that he had witnessed in Xingchen 10.

When the young man saw Ma Gan's expression, he believed what he said, "It's good that it's not interested in knocking on this door." ”

Ma Gan also nodded: "Yes, there is no sound at all." Wait, did you fly away and attack the others? Broken! If it flies out of the pet store, it will threaten the safety of so many residents in the neighborhood. ”

Speaking of this, Ma Gan quickly took out the beam gun: "Damn, it was too sudden just now, and it was too close, so I could only passively escape, and now I want to fight it head-on." With that, Ma Gan reached for the doorknob with his left hand.

"Hey, you don't want to open the door to hit it, what if it doesn't hit and it flies in?" The young man was very frightened of what Ma Gan was going to do next.

"You must not let that thing fly away, otherwise it will be very difficult to destroy it, don't worry, I have confidence in my marksmanship."

"I didn't! I still have a lot to do, I have to take care of the pets, I have to make a lot of money, I want to see my girlfriend again, I ......" The young man felt nervous and helpless.

Ma Gan interrupted him with a firm expression: "Okay, you hurry up and retreat to the back." ”

The young man reluctantly retreated to the window, his eyes fixed on the door, and nervously watched Ma Gan's movements. Ma Gan held the gun in his right hand, put his left hand on the doorknob, and turned it slowly.

Halfway through, he suddenly realized something was wrong! He turned to look, and saw the young man leaning against the ledge behind him, and the two windows above the ledge were both open. "Young man, you didn't close the window!"

"Yes, the weather is so stuffy today, so I thought about sleeping with the window open—" The young man understood what Ma Qian meant halfway through his explanation.

"Ahh He screamed, and quickly turned back to close the window. He grabbed a window with his hand, pushed it hard, and after a "squeak" friction sound between the window and the chute, it shut.

The young man grabbed another window and pushed it to the side, "Squeak-", and just as the window was about to close, the black creature flew in through the remaining gap.

The young man reacted quickly this time, and the black creature did not hit his face with one side of his head. But as soon as the black creature burst into the house, it turned around and hit the young man on the back.

The short-sleeved shirt he was wearing immediately broke a hole, and the flesh on his back turned out. More than half of the black creature had burrowed into the young man's body, and a small part remained outside the body.

"Ahh The young man raised his head in the air and let out a scream of pain.

Everything happened very suddenly, and after Ma Gan reacted, he immediately took out a dagger.

"It might hurt," he said, as he raced over to dig the creature out.

But by the time Ma Gan reached the young man's side, the black creature had completely burrowed in. And where the black creature passed, a whole circle of flesh had been turned out, and some blood was flowing out.

"Do you have alcohol or iodophor or something here, I'll disinfect your wound and take you to the hospital." Seeing that he could no longer dig out the black creature, Ma Gan put down his dagger and rummaged around for disinfectant medicines.

And the lad just crouched down in pain, screaming incessantly, apparently unable to get an answer to this question from him.

Ma Gan opened the drawer on the upper level of the bedside table and rummaged through it, but did not find it. As he opened the lower drawer to rummage through it, the young man suddenly stopped shouting.

Ma Gan turned his head to look over, only to see the young man standing up again, he was facing the window, his back to himself, so he couldn't see his expression.

"How are you? Doesn't it hurt? Ma Gan was still rummaging for disinfectants in his hands, and asked about the young man's condition.

The young man suddenly convulsed a few times at this time, and slowly turned around. At this time, Ma Gan saw that the young man had no expression on his face, his face was sallow and bloodless, and it was exactly the same as a dead man's face. But his eyes were bloodshot.

Ma Gan realized that something was wrong, and he hurriedly reached for the beam gun that he had just put aside, and the young man suddenly pounced on him like a tiger.

As soon as Ma Gan got the beam gun, he was thrown to the ground, and in the face of the sudden impact, his hand did not hold it for a while, and the beam gun fell to the side again.

After the young man threw Ma Gan down, he desperately grabbed him by the neck with both hands. The young man's strength was amazing, and Ma Gan had a hunch that if he was pinched like this again, the cause of his death would not be suffocation, but death from a different place.

Ma Gan struggled to raise his arms, trying to break the young man's hands around his neck. But the difference in strength between the two people is too great to break it at all. Ma Gan stretched out his hands to the young man's neck again, and also desperately grabbed his throat.

Although Ma Qian felt that he had flattened the young man's throat, this did not seem to cause the young man the slightest discomfort.

The young man continued to increase the strength of his hand, and Ma Qianzhi felt that his throat was bleeding, his brain was extremely deprived of oxygen, and he no longer had any command over the rest of his body. In bouts of vertigo, his hands slowly slipped down the young man's neck......