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It was a much larger yacht than the torpedo boat of the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce, and it didn't matter who it belonged to, and now Levy was standing on the top floor of it, looking out over New York as it was gradually obscured by fog, and at her feet was the crew that was supposed to run the yacht. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No one could survive a hole in their head with a nine-millimeter bullet, even if their heads didn't look right anymore - the crew, who had been normal thirty minutes ago, suddenly went crazy and attacked and sabotage, completely indiscriminately indiscriminate, and in order to avoid the destruction of the equipment, Levi had to take a little time to finish them off.

At the same time, the fog rose on the surface of the sea, and it became deeper and deeper, and by now, Levi could barely see the presence of New York City, not even the sky or the sea......

Levy touched her smooth lower abdomen, where there was an indeterminate piece of tattoo that encircled her waist, which stretched out from her vest and snaked down into her seemingly baggy hot pants—a faint stinging illusion.

It was tattooed by Chu Man himself, and it was only forty-eight hours since it was completed, and Lai Wei didn't understand what he meant by what he meant by being useful, but now it seems obvious.

In the sound of the water, something seemed to swim past......

Levy pouted unhappily, she hated the feeling of passive waiting, she was nervously looking forward to a possible big battle, but now it seemed that she was thinking too much, and the only thing she needed to do was to decide whether to press that button or not.

However, the scope of the situation was much larger than what Levy saw, she didn't know, but some people knew, like those who were caught in it.

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Giant steel monsters weave through the waters of the Atlantic, invisible waves sweeping through the sea, algae, fish, shellfish, reefs, and ...... It is then reflected back to the induction device of the submarine, which is processed to form an image.

If nothing else, today should be another day of wandering around with nothing to gain. The lieutenant commander of the supreme commander of the submarine thought so, because it had been like this for more than ten years since the beginning of this customary mission, and neither he nor his colleagues had long since expected to discover an alien or an ancient monster or something.

"Lieutenant Colonel, we've caught something!" the non-commissioned officer reported excitedly.

However, the lieutenant colonel was not excited at all, there were too many similar incidents in the past ten years, and they had often been staged since he was a lieutenant, and there were always reckless fools who thought they had made a big discovery, and it seemed that the lieutenant colonel had also done such stupid things, and often in the end they mistook some normal sea creatures for them.

I don't care if I don't care, I still have to do the work, the lieutenant colonel took two steps...... PONG!!

The loud noise accompanied by the same violent shaking swept everyone in the submarine on their backs, and before the lieutenant colonel could regain his steady, he heard an even more piercing metallic scream, not only him, but the whole submarine heard, the piercing, as if the metal was deformed—

It's not like, but it's just deformed!!

The great shadow seemed to be amazed at the sturdiness of the little thing that was writhing around his garden, but only slightly, and with a little more effort, the submarine, which had only been a little bent in its shell, was completely reduced to a metal hemp strip, squeezing out some liquid mixed with grease, a little flesh, and heat.

He threw away the little thing that was a little hot in disgust, and continued on to the nearest land, where a greater will was coming, and He was going to offer a pious worship, and by the way, with his dependents, the faithful, to make the scene more lively and in line with His taste.

Although he didn't care much, the headquarters of the U.S. Navy's Atlantic Fleet couldn't help but care: their Second Fleet was losing contact with one unit after another, and only a few sent back the final news of their deaths.

Still, the Yankees could do nothing, for as the mist covered the shoreline, some unwelcome guests crept out of the water, moved their wet, grotesque limbs, followed the supreme instructions, approached every creature on the surface, and ......

"What the hell is that!!" the GI scurried for his way, and behind him were his comrades and the sticky, wet-looking monsters that pounced on his colleagues.

Guns, guns, guns...... The GI regretted why he didn't carry his gun with him as standard, but luckily, no second monster found him until he stormed the barracks and touched his own gun.

The soldier in his panic didn't notice, but what about his other colleagues? perhaps, he did, but subconsciously deceived himself into not caring about the problem, and instead pulled the bolt of the gun, crossed the threshold, and stepped into the fog again—

Then he died, and a whip tail that stabbed out of the darkness struck his bare neck, piercing only a few drops of blood, but sucking the nearly two hundred-pound soldier straight to the ground, stiff, and poisonous!

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The trouble goes far beyond the fog that fills almost half of the Atlantic, and the undesirable villains in the fog.

Unfortunately, due to the technical limitations of the times, President Bush would have been facing a large screen showing a map of the United States at this moment, and on the map there would be red dots all over the United States.

However, the absence of a well-developed Internet information system and computer media equipment does not mean that the alarm that has sounded almost all over the United States cannot be conveyed to the top of the government.

In fact, without waiting for the statistics to be reported from all over the country, the bigwigs felt the urgency of the situation: "Crazy, all crazy!"

Although at first the security personnel and police tried to be less violent towards the citizens who looked abnormal, when the number of madmen who were desperate to destroy anything in sight or anyone increased, those who still wanted to control the casualties were already the first to be killed and injured, and the rest ......

Gunshots, explosions, flames, blood, panic, screams......

It didn't take long for society to be paralyzed, and when it was discovered that the police had no time to care, a steady stream of new forces was added to the turbulence of collapse: shooting, robbery, and force......

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For the masterpiece directed by himself, Chu Man has no time to appreciate it, because he is out of control again, but this time it seems that he has no possibility of regaining control again.

The formless power penetrates time and space, and successfully descends under the guidance of the ritual, and the consequences of the descent—several priests who participated in the ritual, including the old man who offered his son and daughter-in-law with his own hands, have all become salivating idiots.

Maybe Chu Man looks similar now, he can't confirm this, because all his control over his body was quickly cut off, including his five senses-

Death may be more or less like this, the world, so dark and silent that you can't even feel it......