Kafka rushed down with his head and flew out of the corridor.

If this is a fat head, it will not be as good as falling on a thin steel wall.

The thickness of the steel on the ground is more than ten centimeters, and the thickness of these steel walls is not even half a centimeter, so it can only be regarded as a sheet of iron.

Kafka's true fall would not be as lucky as Frankimir or Fraser, or at least it would be a broken bone and a broken head.

Although Kafka looks a little exaggerated in terms of fatness, his fat belly is even more extreme, which makes people feel uncomfortable just by seeing it.

However, years of hard life have helped him refine a good body and a strong physique.

His fat is not an obvious fatness, but also a brute force with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

Kafka saw that the big thing was not good, and today he might have to save his life. At the moment when his bulky body flew out of the corridor, fortunately, he grabbed the handrail of the corridor and was lucky to be spared from falling from the five-meter-high corridor on the second floor.

Kafka wanted to pull himself up, but although he had a lot of arm strength, he couldn't pull up his bulky body. At this time, Kafka craned his neck and looked left and right, and saw Frankimir, who had just stood up after staggering.

Kafka yelled at Frankimir, "Stinky boy, what are you doing standing there?" Why don't you come over and help! ”

When Frankie Mill saw Kafka hanging in the air, he knew that he was in trouble, and it seemed that he could not hold out for long, so he did not dare to delay time, so he immediately rushed over and quickly pulled the bulky Kafka up.

This is that Franky Mill is more powerful than others, and if he were replaced by someone else, no one would be able to pull up this big fat pig weighing more than 300 kilograms.

When Kafka returned to the corridor, in just a few moments, the bloody big red ball of meat underwent an incredible and strange change.

The huge ball of meat continued to differentiate and fission, and a fist-sized heart that kept beating emerged from the ball.

As the heart beats, thick and thin arteriovenous blood vessels gradually form where blood flows.

Gradually, a single heart chamber fission out of the left and right atria and left and right ventricles, and after the four heart chambers appear, the peach-shaped heart is considered to be fully formed.

On the outside of the heart, it is very open and fission out of something else, trying to wrap the heart around. This time, two young lobes of the lungs that were not connected by a trachea appeared.

As the color of the lobes of the lungs begins to change, the trachea gradually emerges, connecting the two lobes together and converging into a thick trachea.

Two lobes of the lungs, one on the left and one on the right, wrap the heart from back to front. Immediately after the blood stagnates under the lobes of the lungs, it slowly coagulates into a triangular protrusion, which seems to be a newly formed organ viscera, which looks very much like a human liver. That's right, it's the liver.

When the pancreas is visible below the liver, two looming lumps of bean flesh appear on the left and right sides of the pancreas.

The little bump grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it had become a bloody kidney, and something seemed to grow inside the kidney, like a bean sprout, winding and winding downward, connecting to a bulging sac of flesh, which was clearly where the bladder was.

When the bladder closes, the part that sinks down gradually forms a life-giving **, ** gathered out below, and the folds are layered on top of each other, indicating that this is a female monster.

Judging from Kafka's experience and study hours for so many years, this kind of will definitely make people feel very comfortable, these bloody and blurred visceral organs make people look disgusting, but they have a unique charm, and what they see in front of them does not seem to be as terrible as imagined.

At this moment, on top of that ball of flesh, other human organs continue to split.

Along the rectum, the crumpled colon began to split out in a very chaotic and orderly manner, and with the appearance of the duodenum, the new stomach and liver were tightly attached to it.

The esophagus runs parallel to the trachea, the fuzzy mouth begins to take shape, and a delicate tongue appears first.

At the end of the tongue, the monster's jaw began to appear, which looked completely indistinguishable from a human's.

The organs and contours of the head are quickly detached from the ball of flesh.

This is a woman's face, a shy and pretty cheek, and one could even say that this is a beautiful woman.

After the head was formed, the woman's eyes were kept closed, and she looked slimy, as if she had just crawled out of the gooey liquid. Beneath her head, a soft neck gradually formed. As the two sharp claws continue to close, the beautiful fragrant shoulders become clearly visible.

The woman's chest is raised high, and with the gathering of nerve cells at the top, the woman's plump Ru room is perfectly outlined, and the smooth muscles under the bulge have become a flat lower abdomen, covering all the internal organs just now.

The balls of flesh began to split to the sides, eventually forming two slender and fair-skinned legs. White tendons connect muscles, hard bones completely change the shape of the ball, and smooth skin envelops it all. Everything in front of me changed in an instant. What kind of monster is this, she's a perfect woman at all.

This woman is so beautiful, no less than any movie star. Except for the sharp, long claws on his hands, silently announcing that this charming creature is not really human, but other than that, this is a perfect woman from any point of view.

Franky Mire and Kafka were completely dumbfounded, they were already beyond the limits of human beings.

At this time, in their minds, the same woman invariably appeared, that is, Yulia, who had a perfect body and was unbelievable, and her body could be said to be the most perfect masterpiece of God in the world.

The figure of the woman in front of her is not as bad as Yulia at all, it should be said that compared to Yulia, this woman's figure is even more exaggerated, and her beautiful and delicate face is not necessarily worse than Yulia.

This can't be said to be a woman, only a banshee. A banshee that is enough to seduce the soul of any man.

Even more eye-catching, the banshee's arms glow with green terrifying claws.

Kafka smiled wryly, looking at the naked woman in front of him, he didn't know whether this woman was friendly or extremely dangerous.

Frankie Mill took a deep breath and felt a chill shiver.

However, whether it was Frank Mire or Kafka, they all knew that a fight was in front of them, but at this time, they were unarmed and did not know what to take against the banshee in front of them.

"Hey! What are you doing in a daze, are you fascinated by her? Maybe every man is looking forward to having sex with monsters for once. Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind them.

The two men turned their heads and found that the girl standing behind them was the girl who was like a girl.

I saw two hands, each holding a submachine gun, and a long sword behind him. The skirt with a national style just now has also been replaced by a leather tights that are easy to move. The three silver chains, from the beautiful neck, hang straight down to the smooth and flat lower abdomen, which makes people can't help but think about it. The delicate silver buttons on the leather coat sparkled under the illumination of the red lantern, silently beckoning, the downcast gaze of the hero.

"Don't take it yet!" As if throwing the two machine guns in his hand at Frankmir and Kafka at the same time.

The two quickly took over the submachine gun, which was a German-made MP40 submachine gun, during the Second World War, the MP40 submachine gun, which was deeply loved by the Nazi German army, and even the Allies liked this kind of assault weapon with high stability and low recoil. It can be said that it was the most popular weapon for soldiers during World War II.

"Oh! Where did Feng Laiyi get this thing? Is there still a real guy in cosplay? Kafka asked, puzzled.

He didn't know that in addition to being the girl of Feng Laiyi, Yiru also had an unknown identity. In order to prevent it from happening, there are a lot of things in the room that I care about for self-defense and life-saving. That's why she gets so much clutter and keeps it in her room.

"I can't talk to you, this matter is still waiting for us, let's clean up this monster." Frankimir glanced at Kafka and said.

"Do you think she's really our enemy?" Kafka asked with a shrug.

The beautiful woman in front of her, although the claws on her arms were very scary, flashing with an eerie cold light, did not look like some dangerous monster, but made her feel extremely cute.

Kafka silently stared at the bewitching and naked woman in front of him.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman in front of her had a fierce look on her face. She opened her small mouth with cherry lips, but she revealed countless sharp and terrifying teeth, a long blue-green tongue, sticking out from the mouth full of sharp teeth, and the perfect woman just now instantly became hideous and terrifying.

A cool breeze blew, and the chill desperately rushed into Kafka's sleeves, making people shiver and feel unusually creepy.

"I think you're right." Kafka rubbed his fat belly helplessly.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's smash this vase. Frank Mire said, raising the MP40 submachine gun in his hand.

Two MP40 submachine guns, aimed at the extremely charming and extremely terrifying banshee in front of him at the same time.

The machine gun roared violently, trembling in the hands of Frankmir and Kafka, and bullets flew out of the chamber, and every shot hit the Banshee, who was close at hand.

This is not to say how accurate their marksmanship is, but that such a distance is impossible for anyone with a little experience with guns to miss.

The rate of fire of the MP40 submachine gun is fast, and in the blink of an eye, all the bullets of the MP40 submachine gun are gone.

This is also the biggest flaw of the MP40 submachine gun, as a submachine gun, the MP40 magazine, can be equipped with a little less bullets.

The continuous strafing caused the banshee to retreat five meters away from the impact of the bullet.

Even though the banshee looked scarred and bleeding. However, the attack just now, although it concentrated the fatal point many times, did not kill her.

What's even more incredible is that the banshee was able to squeeze out the bullets that were fired into the human body one by one through the movement of the muscles in her body.

Miracles one after another, and the surprises continued. The bullet holes on the banshee's body, large and small, automatically stopped the bleeding in an instant. In just a few seconds, these wounds of various sizes were completely healed, and there were not even scars.

Frankimir and Kafka were completely dumbfounded, according to this posture, the banshee in front of them looked not much different from humans. Could it be that it is more powerful and terrifying than the Blok of Gulagri? This monster heals so fast, they don't want to run into such a thing.

"Men are all useless things, what else can you do but waste bullets. Stand back and let me come. At this time, I only listened to Yiru behind him.