Many people know that it will be difficult to save these people if they are parasitized, although in the next ten years, there will be a new type of nanotechnology that can completely kill the cells of this pest at the genetic level, and people who are depressed will regain control of their bodies, but after all, it will be ten years later, and once the host is parasitized for more than two hours, it will be difficult to get the possibility of recall.

What's more, the technology of future medical treatment does not have an absolute grasp of recalling the host's consciousness, not to mention the current ugly medical environment, grenade blowing them up is the best choice, only the flame can completely kill the parasitic cells of amoeba, even if it leaves a trace of residue, it can also divide parasitic elements from the cells.

"A grenade?"

The bodyguards watched as the grenade was pulled out of the fuse, only to see the smell of gunsmoke spreading through the grenade's port, and after waiting for a few seconds, he opened the door and closed it again.

There was a sudden commotion in the kitchen, and someone was shouting for help, although the sounds of help sounded so hissive, but everyone saw their true colors after all, and soon, something was colliding with the door behind them, as if they wanted to rush out, Frey had already locked the door from the outside, and the people inside obviously couldn't get out.

"Oh no!"

The explosion of the grenade was obviously very powerful, and they and the others ran to a relatively distant place first, using the horizontal sofa to resist the blast.

The wooden door exploded and shattered in an instant, and the power of the grenade explosion was terrifying.

Frey poked his head out from under the couch, followed by several bodyguards armed with submachine guns, and cautiously walked into the kitchen.

At this point, no one was willing to turn on the light, and after a violent explosion, the smell of gas in the kitchen was still not gone, and Frey went to the stove and put out the fire completely.

Frey put on his gloves and grabbed the knife in the kitchen, and when he came to these corpses, he carefully squatted down, rummaging the cheeks of the corpse in front of him, blood blisters grew on his forehead and even the corners of his mouth, although the corpse had no breath, however, when he looked carefully in the direction of the pupil, he found that there was a trace of green light flickering at the bottom of the pupil.

"The yeast is glowing, it's not quite dead."

Saying that, all of a sudden, a hand suddenly grabbed Frey's leg.

"Be careful, everyone, don't go near the corpse..."

Frey didn't seem to be flustered, he turned his hand and pinched the chef's neck, and soon, with a soft crunch, he snapped, and his spine was torn off, and the puppet's breath gradually weakened.

"Dead?"

Frey shook his head and untied the puppet's clothes, revealing a smooth upper body, however, when he turned the puppet around, he saw a miserable back in front of everyone's eyes, it should not be a back, the back of ordinary people usually feels smooth and delicate, however, the puppet's back is bloated with a sac, the cyst glows green in the dark, it looks like a big eye on the back, and it is creepy to see.

He thrust it down his back with a razor, and the sac struggled violently at the same time as the force was exerted, and began to squeeze towards the internal position of the lungs, and if that was the case, he would have to cut a deeper wound, and maybe he would see something more terrifying, in short, the amoeba's body was the existence that was like a sac, and it would be rooted in the spine like an old tree, unless the spine was cut off with a knife, so that the parasite could not be helped.

The left hand pinched the sac with force, and the right hand operated the razor to start cutting neatly along the edge, and then grabbed the whole piece like tearing the book cover, obviously this time it was not really grasping the book cover, it was the whole piece of the source of the human belt amoeba germ torn off, even the belt meat, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the viscous black blood dripped on the ground, emitting an extremely suffocating stench.

The disgusting monster on his left hand, similar to a ball of seaweed, curled up in a ball of frightened, and the tentacles shaped like ancient trees rippled in all directions, Frey could hardly bear the stench of amoeba's body, he immediately ignited the stove, and then stretched out two fingers to reach the area of the central nervous system of the algae, which was also the only smooth ravine, and drilled his fingers deep into it, and quickly pulled outward.

Immediately pulled out a white stick insect from inside the amoeba, of course, this is just a form of stick insect, in essence, it is much more terrible than the harmless stick insect, manipulating people's hearts, demagoguery, these amoeba protozoa of a few centimeters long is the culprit.

Whether it's a seaweed ball or this human shell, it's just its shell, this insect is still desperately squirming between its fingers, as if trying to find a place to drill in, and the obvious gloves are made of strong plastic, although wearing them hinders hand speed, but this insect can't penetrate the defense of the plastic gloves in a short time.

Frey threw the amoeba protozoa and the shell into the flames on the stove, the amoeba protozoa are extremely fecund, very easy to divide cells, but if the mother is severely injured or directly killed, those cells will intensify aging, within ten to twenty minutes will intensify aging to death.

He looked around the puppet, except for a few corpses that were blown up and smashed on the spot, the remaining few domestic servants were cut off their hands and feet, and their spines were directly choked off without breath, tearing off their shirts to expose their backs, the stench continued to hit his nose, and the sores on his back made him unintentional to do it himself, so he quickly ripped off his gloves and threw them to the bodyguard standing on the side.

"Ray Lock, you come to do the same for me, just like I did just now, take out the amoeba protozoa, and it seems that although the puppets are all dead, as long as these protozoa do not die, they will occupy the puppet's body faster."

In addition, he motioned for Relok to do the work himself, and was right on hand to help him on the spot.

The bodyguards on one side stood by in place, and the scene was particularly quiet, and only the breathing of a few people could be heard.

Except for the fact that his hands were a little shaky, his movements were quite neat, and when he pulled out the shell of the amoeba protozoa, he screamed in fright on the spot, because the worm would still wriggle and hiss in his hands, and he almost didn't grasp it steadily.

When the protozoa hissed and quickly jumped towards Thunderlock. Frey picked up his pistol and aimed it at the point where the protozoa was bloody, and when it fell to the ground, its back cracked, and the corners of the mouth of a white stick insect cracked, revealing two tiny fangs that drilled through.

"Yikes!"

Seeing this, Lei Luo immediately took up his knife and cut the stick insect into several pieces in a row.

Throwing the stick worm into the fire, Thunderlock took a deep breath and continued to dissect the next puppet.

The night was quiet, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps upstairs, which sounded very creepy, and the footsteps were very regular, like pacing back and forth in an area. Frey pointed to the two bodyguards behind him, walked out of the kitchen, closed the door gently, and continued to walk towards the other rooms, which had to be thoroughly investigated, and Frey called the rest of the second team to enter the downstairs room in groups of two.

Frey went alone into the deepest part of the corridor and opened the room with the key, it was still quiet and undisturbed, and on the bed lay a shriveled corpse with a particularly hideous expression, a woman who was one of the five domestic servants.

There are a total of twenty-four rooms downstairs, and each room is inhabited by one or three people, who are all members of these helpers' families, lovers, children, and possibly parents, however, when he walked up to the helper's side and looked, he found that except for the hideous face, the other parts looked very normal, the skin was dry, as if the liquid in the body had been washed away, he took out the razor and scratched it, and what flowed out was white liquid, not ordinary blood.

Frey rummaged around the room again, removed a quilt, covered the withered corpse over its head, and then took out the lighter, and watched as the withered corpse burst into flames before leaving the room.

However, the other bodyguards soon gathered at the door, with exaggerated fear on their faces, and some of them had clear sadness on their faces, perhaps because they had seen the tragic death of their loved ones around them, or maybe they had seen something terrible.

"Go, upstairs!"

"Hmm!"

"The second team left three people to follow me, and the others went to the kitchen, and if it was over there, the kitchen was burned and waited for us to come out in the courtyard." Frey spoke.

Before it was time to relax, the bodyguards of the second team nodded and led a group of people down the stairs to the kitchen, while the rest continued upstairs.

Upstairs, a large room, where the owner's family stays.

When you go to the end of the stairs, you see the door of the room, which is very recognizable at a glance.

A few people walked inside, and suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the room.

The corners of Frey's mouth twitched slightly, who was sleeping in the room knew best, but it was not his own child, and when the footsteps came, it was clearly an adult's unique strength, several people slowly advanced, leaning against the door to listen to the sound, suddenly, there was a bang, and then, a cry quickly came out.

He swallowed, kicked the door hard and flew in, only to see an old lady dressed in a nanny, with green light in her eyes, spitting out a long tongue, and the bed board was lifted up, and the baby under the bed looked at the surrounding situation casually, and the nanny was obviously controlled by the Zerg, and was about to attack the baby, not just to infect him, a figure rushed into the house, she slowly turned her head to look.

The two ghost-like pupils flickered, and as soon as they felt the living, they hurriedly rushed forward.

Frey could clearly feel the threat approaching, and the nanny was obviously unconscious, not aware that the other party was already preparing to drive, holding the razor horizontally in one hand, and did not dodge, but attacked the nanny who was coming in front of her.

"Poof!"

A knife slid neatly, the nanny's neck was neatly cut, the bloody head was pulled in the palm of the hand, the nanny's tongue became an exaggerated three-foot long, the bloody big tongue was dragged on the ground at this time, the black blood on the lower body spurted out, and the baby next to him cried bitterly, and the clothes on his body were dyed blood-red, looking very hideous, like a bloodthirsty little devil.