Two days after the incident of the abandoned hospital.

In a dark room, a group of "weird" guys are getting together.

The reason why I say "weird" is because the characteristics of these guys are too weird.

Many of these people have not even been able to maintain their human appearance, a few are basically wearing animal heads, very inappropriate gray suits, and some simply cover the flight attendant's dress outside, revealing most of the gray hairy legs.

This is a group of neurotics who will be blasted out by the waiter even at a casual dance party on the grounds of "at least wear formal clothes", and almost write the word "perverted" on their bodies.

At the same time, it is also the xenos who gather around Morrowind City.

Because xenos come from urban legends, the distortion of human thinking and reason, most of their forms are savage growth that fits the story.

Some creators may even think that when creating a guy, they can just let it look like it, and the result is that the distorted xenos also look quite casual......

Each of them is a monster that grew up in urban legends, and some are proto-humans who have been polluted and distorted. At the same time, without exception, they are also a group of "monsters".

Even among all the xenos in the vicinity, these people are butchers with thick bloody hands.

The vast majority of the xenos present were "dangerous", and a few were special "ordinary".

These monsters, who usually see even one of them, are sent by the Bureau of Countermeasures to fight against them, but now they are all sitting on both sides of the table, looking at the head of the round table like children waiting for candy in kindergarten.

There's only one reason they're so well-behaved.

That is the "disaster" that sits on the first seat.

Only the strongest beings above the other xenomorphs can gather these guys in one place with a strong iron fist, and at the same time prevent these crazy psychopaths from tearing off one of each other's thighs because of a trivial matter.

Absolute power creates supreme authority, which may not be true elsewhere, but in Morrowind City, it is an iron law that has long been engraved in the hearts of all monsters!

At this moment, the powerful being was lazily leaning back on the chaise longue, and the silver hair was spreading down like a galaxy to the hem of the skirt.

The long skirt that fits the curves of her body sets off her posture beautifully like a poetic sculpture, with a hint of interest in the haze, and the skirt grabs the entire knee and extends down the calf, wrapping the entire lower body.

At the same time, it also wrapped her trembling legs tightly, without revealing a single flaw.

Sitting in the first seat of the "disaster", the "witch" from Yanzhou City, Kriss Charaktu, is now very embarrassed.

Even if several days had passed, she would still tremble with fear when she thought of the last wind howling and thunderbolt in her memory, and the night seemed to be cut through by silver and white horses.

Because of this, she even had to change her taste for dressing – in the past she preferred to wear short skirts and slightly revealing off-the-shoulder blouses, but now she has to wear long skirts thick enough to cover her thighs......

There was no way, my legs were shaking all the time, and I didn't dare to let people find out.

That damn prophet......

Taking a deep breath, the witch refocused her gaze on the waste at the table.

The xenos sitting next to the round table all noticed the witch's gaze, and their hearts tightened subconsciously.

They are like students who are about to be named by their teachers in high school, and whenever the teacher says, "I'm going to pick a classmate to get up and answer a question," these guys can't help but lower their heads and sincerely hope that the missile will blast the teacher into the sky in the next second.

But unfortunately, reality does not shift by the will of others.

In an atmosphere of fear and caution in everyone's hearts, the witch Yoyo said, "Do you know the reason why I summoned you here? ”

No one spoke.

This time it wasn't because I didn't dare to speak, but because I was really at a loss.

They were still happily dismembering humans or playing some exciting game of "only one can live", but suddenly they were taken to this place by the witch with a bewildered face, and they didn't even have time to change their clothes.

So they really don't know.

The witch knew they didn't, but she wanted to know what they knew.

So she spoke again and answered her previous question: "The reason I came to you is very simple. ”

Her narrow eyes swept over everyone present one by one, and her voice could not hear a trace of emotion: "In this city, there is an enemy of mine. ”

"I know you've lived in this city for a while, and you probably know it well," the witch tapped her fingers lightly on the table, "so I need you to tell me if anything strange has happened in this place lately." ”

Yes?

All the monsters present subconsciously glanced at each other, and at the same time saw confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.

Recent...... It doesn't seem like anything major has happened lately, huh?

Morrowind is still so peaceful and stable, and it can happily cook humans every day, and by the way, avoid the nasty countermeasures.

Other than that, there really doesn't seem to be anything going on, and it's so calm that you can't help but want to shout "love and peace".

Unfortunately, this is not what the witch wants.

She looked at everyone present and didn't seem to want to speak, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Looks like I need to use some special means," her fingers gently twisted a smooth and round jade, which spun rapidly in her hand, "Or do you think your mouth is harder than the stone in my hand?" ”

Whoa!

The xenos present reacted immediately, and their legs went limp, and almost at the same moment, they kicked off the chairs under their seats and knelt on the ground.

Their movements are so uniform, their movements are sharp and not dragging in the slightest, and their slippery kneeling posture is so skillful that people begin to reflect on whether it is their own mistake.

"Miss Witch, we really haven't done anything lately!"

"Yes, Miss Witch, even the referee can't judge us, because we are really pure aliens!"

"That's right, that's right, we are working diligently and fearfully every day to sabotage and contribute to the obstruction of the countermeasures bureau, we have made meritorious contributions to all the xenomorphs, and we have shed blood for everyone!"

Looking at these embarrassing guys, the witch began to wonder if she had chosen the wrong person.

In the end, under the repeated coercion and temptation, the witch was still unable to get any meaningful news from these people.

This made the witch's heart jump even more terrified.

"That old Dong XZ is so deep?" The witch's legs began to shake again, "Bastard, bastard! ”

She felt a little aggrieved, she was just trying to get a little seed, open a small prison, and let a little criminal, why are there always so many people who want to stop her?

In order to accomplish her goal, she even openly tore up an ancient oath that not many people followed, while also acting discreetly as a judge and observer......

I didn't expect that even so, I would still be interrupted by others on the way to take back the mask, and even have to recall the tragic experience!

The witch's face was a little sad.

She stopped chattering and said tiredly, "I see, you don't need to repeat it. ”

"Anyway, you keep an eye on what is going on around here, and I'll send you my phone number," said the witch, "and if you have any special circumstances, be sure to call me." ”

As she spoke, she wrote down her private phone number for these guys to memorize and circulate.

After everyone remembered it, the witch waved her hand: "Let's go back first, by the way, the 'corpse lifter' stays." ”

Actually, the "corpse man" is not called that, this is the code name given to it by the countermeasures bureau, but the witch forgot what this guy is called, so she can only call it that.

All the xenos wished they could leave the scene early, and after hearing the witch's words, they directly anointed the soles of their feet with oil.

Even now, they still haven't figured out what the witch was trying to do with them.

The "corpse lifter" didn't understand either.

As an "ordinary" class, the corpse lifter does look very ordinary - it is a guy with a coffin on his back and a gray cloak that cannot see his face clearly.

The corpse lifter who was left behind by the witch looked at the witch and said in a voice without frustration: "What is the matter with me?" ”

As a guy who deals with corpses, the personality of the corpse lifter is similar to that of corpses.

The witch didn't care, she just looked at the corpse lifter and groaned before saying, "I have a question I want to ask." ”

"You know, who's around here...... Did you die in half a month? ”

The witch said, "Or rather, is there a ...... around here Missing corpses? ”

Corpse?

The corpse man was slightly stunned.

The witch asked what was this for?

After thinking about it, it said, "I don't know. ”

"But if you want, I can let my derivative go out and gather information," it said, "and look it up when the time comes." ”

Hearing this, the witch bowed slightly: "Very good." ”

"Be sure to find out for me, if there are any missing corpses around here, I want to know all the information about that guy, including the date of birth and life experience," she said with a cold face, "When I am sure that the news is true, I will mention you as my referee's assistant." ”

Referee assistant?!

After hearing the news, even the corpse lifter who was wooden by nature couldn't help but get excited.

It bowed deeply to the witch: "Understood, I will do my best!" ”

As the manipulator of the corpse, the owner of the deceased.

The corpse lifter is completely sure that he will be able to find the information the witch wants!

Looking at the departing corpse lifter, the witch's hand gently caressed the tabletop.

As the sun went down and the night grew darker, her face became more and more gloomy, until she completely disappeared into the deep darkness of the night.