"Stop, retreat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The exclamation from his companion was almost hoarse, and he could imagine the anxiety in his heart by his voice.

Without hesitation, he stopped his steps forward, and took a few steps back sharply, pulling the distance out in an instant, and even the fist that was about to smash people was still raised in the air.

After many years of cooperating with each other, one person's attention has always been unable to be compared with the group's thoughts, even if it is just a whispered command, the body will act reflexively before thinking, such a state is common in almost every disciplinary force squad

"What, you..." The retreating companion had just wanted to ask the reason, but the existence of that posture did not see the existence of any attack or ambush at all, and it was as calm as water.

But before he could say anything, he saw a life-like minced substance suddenly emerge from his companion's neckline, and it quickly wrapped itself in it like a curtain.

At first, you can still see signs of struggle wrapped in minced meat, but in a short time, the violent movements stopped, and the original humanoid existence slowly faded, forming a large puddle of minced meat on the ground, squirming little by little, and the person wrapped in it had completely disappeared.

What's going on? Not only were the remaining two punishment team members a little wooden, but even the ball was a little stunned.

This look, this posture, seems to be somewhat similar to himself, especially the scene that wraps the person, and he seems to have had such an action, a long time ago.

The weird feeling that welled up from the bottom of my heart made the ball feel even more unbearable at this moment, but it was so disgusting that I couldn't bear the slightest.

The face appeared in front of his eyes, and the memories suddenly exploded in his thoughts, scene by scene, but the eyes of the ball widened more and more, and the memories imprinted in the brain completely recalled the person.

Kunos, all the cruelty done to himself in the Institute, and the sudden appearance of the security personnel in the village with a very similar face to himself, is the test subject, the test subject cloned from his own cells.

The wide-eyed eyes began to narrow, both belong to Kunos, but they are so cannibalistic, it seems to violate the rules of Kunos, so it seems that the other party is friend or foe?

Regardless of the mood and performance of the ball, the test subject just looked at him quietly through the car, even if there were still members of the disciplinary team staring at him, but he didn't care at all.

"Bastard, what the hell did you do to him?" The team members screamed but couldn't attract the attention of the other party at all, still staring at the car with a smile, but his body had long ceased to exist in human form, like a pillar of minced meat, constantly pouring out of various parts of the suit and squirming minced meat, soft and sticky, it really made people feel a little disgusting to look at, only the head was still in good shape, and the sunglasses were hanging on the face without half a minute of movement.

"Mimicry." With a muffled roar, the fist that the punishment team member standing on the side originally raised high and flat continued to elongate and become more delicate in this low roar, and in a short time, the fist at the front of the arm disappeared, replaced by a flesh-colored blade with a length of half a foot, which was so tightly combined with the forearm, without the slightest sense of abruptness, as if it was born to grow like that.

The flesh-colored blade doesn't reflect any of the luster that metal should have, and it makes a pleasant metallic beep when you tap it with your fingers.

With a slight swipe in the air, you can create a perfect arc, as if you will cut through the air, but the double-sided blades that look so sharp are also skin tones.

Carrying the knife, no, it should have dragged the arm that mimicked the blade straight forward, and in the subject's smile, the flesh-colored arc flashed through the air, and the sharp blade easily slashed diagonally from the subject's shoulder, spreading all the way to the abdomen.

The incision is neat and smooth, like a flat mirror.

In the abdomen, the blade-like arm is turned, and it wants to cut diagonally from the other shoulder, trying to form a V-shaped incision, just like the V-shaped declaration of victory.

However, after the blade turned, it could not move for half a minute, as if it was stuck with some kind of extremely strong glue, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not move.

A little stunned, desperately trying to pull back the blade arm that cut into the opponent's abdomen, but couldn't do so.

However, what is even more desperate is the long incision that was originally as smooth as a mirror, constantly gushing out of the slightest bit of minced meat, like a thread intertwined with each other, in the stunned gaze, the cut body part was directly pulled together by these little points of minced meat bulge, and slowly began to melt together.

The process of fusion does not take long, but it is so weird, like you are using a knife to brutely try to cut open a bowl of thick porridge, but you can't make your wish come true.

Terror followed, the tightly glued blade arm was not only as simple as being stuck, but from the sticky part, there were tiny minced flesh protrusions that stretched out like silk, sticking to the farther part, dragging the opponent towards the humanoid minced meat pillar continuously, as if there were countless small hands grabbing the opponent's arm and constantly pulling the opponent.

Unwilling to give in like this, he fell backwards vigorously, and even the stuck arm wanted to be pulled back, but everything was so futile.

The arm was stuck between the pillars of minced flesh and could not move, and he could clearly see that his feet, which were constantly sinking into the inside, were firmly on the ground, and two deep scratches were also pulled out by the huge pulling force.

Not only did he keep sinking deep, but even the extremely sharp blade could feel bursts of piercing pain, as if someone had pulled away the flesh and was pouring something into his bones.

My heart was frightened, I was frightened, and there was an incomparable despair growing in my heart.

I can't help myself, I can only ask for help from others.

He quickly turned his head to the last remaining companion who was still standing aside, and kept shouting, "Quick, help me, help me." ”

The voice was extremely miserable, but it couldn't make the other party have some action at all.

All the scenes are so weird, the fall of the two companions in succession can't stir up a little waves, in Kunos for so many years, I have seen too many incredible scenes, but none of them can be compared with today's weirdness, which is almost beyond the scope of ordinary people's acceptance.

Without saying a word, he hurriedly walked towards the car door, opened the door as soon as he could, and with a grunt, he got into the cab and reached out to start the car.

For such a strange existence, you can solve the two companions who drilled in without saying a word, and you didn't receive the slightest bit of interesting information from it, so as the best way to deal with it, it is to avoid it from afar, and report your own findings in time, as you are not an opponent, you have no more losses at all, and it is more important to transmit the information in time than to save face and maintain your dignity.

As if he had seen through the other party's intentions, the minced meat pillar suddenly stretched out seven or eight thicker minced meat whips from the side, and the end of the whip was constantly sharpening, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into seven or eight smaller sharp blades.

Just like the Punishment Officers who began to turn their arms into sharp blades, the blades were still flesh-colored, without the slightest metallic luster, but they never made one doubt their sharpness.

The whip dances gently in the air with its blade, sliding in a dazzling staggered trajectory, but there is no entanglement with each other at all.

At the moment when the hand of the punishment team member in the car touched the car key, the minced meat whip dancing in the air stabbed down with a sharp blade.

The speed was extremely fast, like the bullets of the scapper rifle that had been ejected, with strong force, all pierced the head of the car, not only successfully pierced in, but also terrifyingly pierced the car completely.

After a violent shake of the body, the body began to drip a mixture of oil and water to the ground, and the whips that penetrated the body began to slowly retract into the minced flesh pillar after a fluttering dance in the air, and the originally sharp blade also turned into a very soft existence.

The sound of starting the car immediately sounded, but it was always in a more awkward click, as a more expensive and high-end car, it was extremely embarrassing to have such a sound.

After only a short two-three sessions, the disciplinary team members realized that the situation was not good, immediately got up and got out of the car, turned to the back seat, opened the car door and reached out to pull the ball that was still a little immersed in themselves.

At this moment, the ball still feels like it's in a daze, and it seems to be very calm and has been watching everything outside the car, and the minced meat pillar outside the car seems to be very cooperative and has been performing happily.

The whip is still completely retracted, and there is no longer any bulge on the minced meat pillar in the suit, only the punishment team member who has been pulled in half of his body is still struggling slightly, not as intense as at the beginning, as if he is weak, it seems that without the support of the minced meat pillar, it will suddenly collapse on the ground, the slight convulsions come from the whole body, even the lips are constantly shaking slightly, and the eyes that are rolling their eyes are also constantly twitching, just one glance, Except that it doesn't spit bubbles like a crab, it looks like an outbreak of some kind of disease.

The panorama was completely imprinted in his eyes with a single glance, and without hesitation, the power of reaching out and pulling the ball suddenly intensified invisibly.

For the punishment force, the ordinary posture of ordinary people has always maintained several times the strength of ordinary people, but the mimicry of ordinary battles cannot give them any strength and speed bonuses at all, and it is impossible for a supernormal existence after liberation like the internal security members of the Kunos Group, unless it is after becoming a captain level, there are successive reoperations and modifications of the body and genes.

The sudden explosion of strength of the punishment team members was like the struggle of ordinary people, even if the weight of the ball was beyond imagination, it was in the category of ordinary people, and the clothes on the shoulders were dragged out of the car like a dead dog being dragged at once.