It must have rained last night, and the ruins of Navin Westin's old mansion at the corner of the cliff were full of puddles.

He rolled on the ground and found himself in a broken knee.

Drake struggled to his feet, and he had to give up his bike, the ruins of the area to cover his tracks, but the footsteps behind him were getting closer.

He looked back and saw that Duck the Fat and his two henchmen had caught up.

The three boys saw Drake standing still, and the three of them stood still.

Duck was the top student in his class, his father was a brewery owner, and Drake had seen the old man, who had a big belly and a fleshy face, and looked as terrible as Duck.

The three teenagers, who were not yet fourteen years old, stood there murderously, the distance between them and Drake was about ten meters apart, and the hostility was permeated in their eyes, it was hard to imagine that such a group of children had released the most primitive ferocity of human beings at this moment, and they looked at Drake as if they were hunting a wild beast - and the current Drake was exactly the prey of the three hunters.

"You can't escape!"

"You can't escape......"

"You can't escape......"

With Duck leading the way, the three evil teenagers shouted.

"Look, what's this, what's that, Drake's bike?"

One of the boys screamed in a shrill voice, and they spotted Drake's bike.

This caused the three of them to run over excitedly, and one of them fished his bicycle out of the puddle.

"What the hell is this!"

The last boy, who was a little short and freckled, kicked him hard.

At this time, Duck smiled cheaply, he took off his pants in front of everyone, and poured urine directly on it.

"Hey! You're welcome, Drake, here's my butterbeer for you. ”

He made a fool of himself today, and Drake told his teacher about the fact that he had forced him to write a report, and he was going to insult him well.

"Hahahaha......"

The other two boys laughed, and they urinated in the same footsteps as Fat Duck.

"I'll also treat you to a hot pot of pre-dinner soup."

"I've got a stock of tonic water!"

They shouted excitedly, and Drake, who saw this, was about to bite his lips in anger.

…… It was a gift from his father, how could they do that.

A wave of anger was in his heart, but he could only sit back and watch this happen, they were too powerful to beat them.

How many times has he experienced this kind of patience, and each time he can only grit his teeth and swallow the anger back into his stomach.

"Enough!"

He's had enough, Drake yells.

"Yes, Drake, if you don't come out, I'll smash your bike and drop it off the cliff of Navin Westin."

Fat Dark's voice grew colder and colder, and he stared at Drake with a sneer.

Drake had to come out, he couldn't take that risk, he knew Fat Duck really would.

Even if Dark's actions were discovered, he would only be able to get a new bike, which would never be compared.

His stupid decision caused him to be beaten quickly, and Duck came up with a punch, which was strong and heavy, and this punch hit Xia Ying in the lower abdomen.

"Enjoy my fists!"

His eyes were dark, and he fell headlong at their feet, his whole body clumped into a shrimp shape, moaning.

The three of them kicked and kicked together, and finally let out a breath.

"Trash!"

Duck spat out a mouthful of phlegm and spit on Drake, he was very satisfied and refreshed.

"Let's go...... After wasting so much time with this garbage, I still want to go home and play games. ”

He turned to leave, and at that moment, a scaly, fingernailed hand pinched his leg from the ground.

Duck was taken aback, he looked down and saw a alien face.

It wasn't human, it was a face that should only be seen in nightmares and fearful hallucinations.

The next second, he let out a scream.

The next thing Duck said was silent, just that his neck snapped.

"What happened?"

The other two boys saw the scene as well, and they saw Drake get up from the ground, and he first put Drake on the ground with one hand, then grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up, then used a little force.

The clatter of broken bones was heard.

"Dead ...... Dead! ”

A panicked commotion pervaded.

The two stepped back, their faces pale.

And "Drake", or now the thing that has been transformed by Drake, opened his eyes a slit.

A few words spat out on its lizard-like, scaly face.

"You ...... Don't go! ”

"Ahh......h

The two took a few steps back and screamed again.

They began to turn and run away, but as with all horror films, it was too late to think about escaping at this time.

The screams were short and weak, and no one knew what was going on here, except for panicked crows flying past the ruins......

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Drake returned home exhausted.

His mind went blank, and he couldn't figure out what had just happened.

He seemed to be being chased by the Darks, and then somehow passed out, and when he woke up again, he found himself lying in a meadow.

I just feel inexplicable in my head, and I don't know what's going on?

When he got home, he felt so tired that he got something to eat from the fridge, and then he lay back on his bed and fell asleep.

"This kid is really heartless, so I have to finish him up......"

It looked through the aquarium and felt like it was really a lot of work.

What happened to Drake, it was fully aware of it, and knew that it was the act of the clan to which it was attached.

(It's also strange to say, this little ghost has a quality in his body itself, which can be easily induced, and his current situation can be regarded as a semi-dependentized mode, which can exert some kind of ancient bloodline inheritance...... ）

This makes it easy for me to store a part of myself in Drake's body, yes, through the sting at the time of first contact, when the sting, it implanted a flesh bud in Drake's body, so that the self and Drake have completed a flesh and blood fusion, and now slowly share their own power with this kid.

Of course, this also depends on the object, and the body of ordinary people will quickly fail and die because they can't bear it.

After Drake's rampage, his sanity went out of control, and he spotted the omen in advance, took over the boy's body, and began to dispose of the bodies of the three unlucky ones.

It was familiar with cleaning the environment, twisting the bike and the corpse into a ball and throwing it off the cliff.

For at least a few months, the police and the townspeople found no traces.