The light in the extraction room came on, and Dr. Douglas left it behind, his power working again, and the bushes grew wildly, blocking the path of the pursuers—not without thinking of turning back again, and driving the plants to kill everyone present—including his nephew Boa, and it didn't matter what he wanted to say when the ears, eyes, and mouths of the witnesses had lost their effectiveness...... No, he might be able to find a female student and try to get an alibi, which might make him lose his teaching credentials, and that's okay, he still has doctors and pharmacists to do.

What's more, he might be able to go as he had thought – replacing his brother as the head of the Douglas family – and he knew that many in the family were disappointed in his repeated failures, and that was due to Dr. Douglas, but who gave him a stupid brother? He would only rampage roughly, roar loudly, and be unskilled, and never disdainful of using his brain—the big scandal that engulfed his son would have left him with a lot of anxiety, especially now that the Carsons were eyeing every little crack that could get their mouth shut.

The only thing the brown bear-like man could compare to himself was age, and Dr. Douglas thought, yes, as he grew older, his vision broadened, and his abilities strengthened, and his unwillingness and ambition grew like mold on a rainy day, crawling all over his mind.

And how much more did he have a son who was better than blue in stupidity and naivety, and when he realized that Boa didn't look at Marcia the right way, Douglas almost burst out laughing, a woman who was almost indistinguishable from a man? With ulterior motives and dark curiosity, he approached Marcia, the poor woman, whose mind was completely out of proportion to her body, and who was more easily taken by the teenage ninth-graders. After he took possession of her, she was even more obedient, and let her do whatever she wanted—he asked her to provide the whole swimming club with the kind of tea bags with special ingredients, and she added; He asked her to play some ridiculous tricks with Bao'er who wanted to get away with her, and she did it, although it was not very good, and he said in his heart that if she was asked to kill, she would definitely kill her. As long as it's for him.

At this thought, Dr. Douglas was deeply annoyed. He should have been a little more careful, a guy with a brain is a good tool. But when she is in the hands of others, she hates it even more.

There were a few times when he almost stopped and turned away, but an inexplicable emotion tugged at his nerves, and he remembered the words of his mentor - the Stranger is a gift from heaven to mankind. In addition to their abilities, their bodies are more agile, stronger, and energetic than ordinary people, and their healing abilities are even more amazing. This was also proven by the fact that every movement while running tugged at the wound on his arm. It's not getting any worse, to be exact, it's healing tenaciously – that's why. He was willing to heed the wild warnings in his body: "Where there is danger, don't go back!" ”

***

Catherine touched the bushes, the plants cold and silent, and she stroked the ground instead, the dirt and the stones in between them gave her more information.

"Here." She said. The direction is indicated.

***

Dr. Douglas walked into the river. The dark green algae formed a soft nest that held him up. He drifted down the tributaries of the Rio Grande much faster than he staggered on the shore.

The water swirled around him, swaying the pale-faced beautiful man up and down, he covered his eyes with his uninjured arm, and he was a little dizzy from the blood loss—he mentally estimated how long it would be before he reached his destination, a small house on the banks of the Rio Grande—and their mentor had asked them to prepare such a room, which, until today, Dr. Douglas thought was unnecessary and ridiculous.

There was money, first-aid medicine, dry clothes, real passports and identification in the room (Douglas spent his summer vacation on a trip to find a single man who looked five or six points like himself, and got these after killing him).

By the time he sensed something approaching, it was too late.

Brown, wriggling, wrapped around his ankle like a water snake...... As if laughing at him, the thing opened a hole and ate the piece of algae closest to him, and there were many of them, smacking their mouths like a child, and eating half of the nest of algae on which he had lived, and the river poured in, and Douglas was caught off guard, and rolled over and fell into the river. He grabbed one of them, only to feel a fiery tingle, and he threw it away, horrified to find his skin burned by the fluid it secreted.

More small tentacles surged up, and they dragged him with surprising strength, and while Douglas was still trying to struggle, several pierced into his wounds, and Dr. Douglas could clearly see a pimple bulging on the smooth brown skin, and the pimple slid rapidly downward, and his wound turned white.

A round stone hidden in a yellow daffodil stumbled over him, and he fell into the pile of turquoise leaves, crushing the flowers.

The wound healed faster, but the lost blood was not made so quickly, and Douglas was prostrate in front of the two children, unable to move.

"It's disgusting." Beelzebub said, "His blood smells of stench." ”

"Purely psychological." Sasha said indifferently, "The blood of the Adept is indeed different from that of ordinary people, but the smell and taste are the same, the flesh is the same, and the bones are the same—well, take back your hands and feet, Beelzebub, we have made up our minds, just to make sure he doesn't run away—and we're going to stay here for another two or three years." ”

Dr. Douglas tried to keep his eyes open, and he saw that the brown tentacles were retreating from his body, sliding back like sucked noodles, they were retracted into his shirt and trousers, and they were pressed together, leaving five at each end, writhing, nails growing.

"You don't have to come in person." He heard the boy who was comparable to Bo'er in appearance, but many times more mature in means and thoughts than he didn't know, said, "Bep and his gun can do it too." ”

"I'll admit I was a little impulsive," Beelzebub said, "but I think I'll have to speak to him myself," he turned to Dr. Douglas, "thank you for the refueled beer, and for the two cans of amphetamine and cocaine......"

He couldn't finish his sentence, and Sasha had been standing beside him. Hopkins suddenly grabbed him and pulled him down.

Beelzebub fell on his back on Hopkins, his dark olive iris reflecting a scorching white light, and he slammed his eyes shut, grabbed Sasha with his backhand and rolled away, when he heard a loud "crackling" sound.

Dozens of meandering currents struck down from mid-air, and Douglas let out a miserable howl.

Sasha and Beelzebub reacted quickly enough, but they were still hit, and the electricity rushed to them through the damp dirt and flowers, and their clothes were charred black. The pain made their eyes darken.

"Hey, little bastard," a flirtatious and sticky voice said, "we meet again." ”

A young man came out from behind the Chinese weeping willows, and his taste was even worse after a few years of not seeing him — two thighs parted left and right were printed on his shirt, and the "place" was delicately revealed, facing the two boys.

He sucked his finger and the electricity crackled, illuminating his face.

"You really make me think about it day and night." "Hopkins ......," Martin said, groaning, "the devil testifies...... Honey, I've been thinking about how to have fun with you when I have sex with women......" He raised his hand, and the electric light swirled around the yellowed fingers, gradually forming a frisbee-like thing, "It's a new thing, it can take your thighs or arms, or neck, buttocks, or anything in half—the heat will burn your veins, your blood won't flow too much, and your brain will have enough blood to feel every pain clearly—it's got a lot of compliments, how about it, try it?" ”

Sasha. Hopkins didn't say a word, there was no fear on his face, and he reached out to hold down his stomach, the internal organs cramping inside.

Beelzebub clenched his other hand.

Everyone present suddenly felt the air become heavy, and the invisible pressure made it difficult for them to even breathe.

Catherine arrived.

Her abilities have increased, Sasha thought, and her emotions can affect other people without touching.

Martin gave a strange expression, "It's a pity," he whispered, "I can't...... I can't afford to mess with her now. He said, lowering his arm — he looked like he was about to give up.

Sasha stared at the glowing electric disc all the time—and he wasn't surprised when it exploded without warning.

He heard Catherine screaming.

A small storm of thunder and lightning slammed into the ground, turning the dirt overturned, the stones shattered, the daffodils were ignited, the smoke rose, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of plants burning incompletely.

Catherine pounced, and she stood there, spinning her head wildly.

"Thankfully, I never expected her to do anything......" Sasha grumbled softly, sitting comfortably on his father's lap - the ghoul's eyes gleamed red in the night, and before the thunder and lightning struck, he grabbed the two boys and jumped up the tree, Sasha was in his arms, Beelzebub was hanging on his shoulder.

His gaze collided with Abel's, Anthony. Dr. Hopkins smiled.

Able was surrounded by withered and discolored plants, and a double layer of bulletproof glass was erected in front of Martin and him, and a long, thin dagger made a large hole in it, which it pierced through and then plunged deep into a police blast shield - Able held on for a moment, and finally let go of his finger, his hand aching as if it was about to crack.

Martin's face was very bad, if it wasn't for Abel's quick movement just now, he would have had a number of special ornaments on his head.

"I miss you too," Dr. Hopkins said sweetly, "dear Martin." ”

The water ghost is finished.

(To be continued)

PS: This chapter is for June 26, 2012......