In the abandoned underground parking lot, a corpse that looked like it had been eaten by wild animals was highly decomposed, smelling foul, and white maggots wriggling.

It used to be a "canteen" for parasitic beasts, but after the fall of Tsuyoshi Hirokawa, the food scraps were slowly abandoned because no one cleaned them up.

After Hideo Shimada's death, Reiko Tamiya was about to speak, but saw the muzzle of the gun's gun aimed at her head.

Rumble!

With the sound of cannons, the broken bones were wrapped in blood and spurted out, and the terrifying impact smashed the ancient new skull!

Reiko Tamiya looked at the corpse on the ground in a daze, and the expression on her face was richer than ever.

What happened in the parking lot was so unbelievable that it was like a movie shot by a third-rate director who reversed it for the sake of reversing it.

After Gu Xin's left arm suddenly disappeared, a strange-looking cannon barrel grew, and after killing Hideo Shimada, he committed suicide inexplicably.

Reiko Tamiya felt that her mind was a little unturnable.

Rustle rustle......

The black particles diffused around the old neck, and when the particles dissipated, a full head grew back.

"Are you...... Immortal? Reiko Tamiya asked after a slight hesitation.

Gu Xin nodded generously, except for Izumi Shinichi and You, everyone who knew that he could be resurrected was dead, but Reiko Tamiya was pregnant, and he could use the other party, so instead of being suspicious of each other, it was better to admit it directly.

Reiko Tanomiya was silent for a long time before she said, "No wonder ......"

Gu Xin said lightly: "Put these aside for the time being, you continue to take me to find the parasitic beast." ”

"Okay."

……

In front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, a stout man wearing a black T-shirt and camouflage pants stands with his hands in his hands, overlooking the buildings of X City.

Behind it, at the table, covered with a white tablecloth, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was slowly eating a cutlet on a plate with a knife and fork.

The middle-aged man suddenly said: "Hirokawa Gangzhi's body was found, in an unfinished building in the suburbs, the forensic doctor dissected and concluded that his death date was on xx month xx. ”

The inch-headed man turned around and said, "Well, isn't that the same as the days when he used his BB machine to send 'immortal' text messages?" ”

The middle-aged man picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and said, "That's right, whether Hirokawa Gangzhi dies or not has nothing to do with me, but the text message he sent me is very interested." ”

The inch-headed man came over and said, "Do you really believe that there are immortals?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and didn't speak.

The inch-headed man glanced at the meat steak that was still half a piece left on the dinner plate, and said, "It is worthy of being the mayor of X City, only eating such a meat steak every time, like other parasitic beasts, you have to eat a human in three days." ”

As he spoke, he walked up to a frightened young man in the corner, his head cracked into a bloody mouth, and he bit it down, and blood splattered everywhere.

The middle-aged man said in the back: "This time, please bring him over, the researchers in the laboratory will study him, if you can crack the secret on his body, it will be beneficial to you and me, and to all parasitic beasts." ”

The inch-headed man swallowed one arm into his stomach and said, "You also believe in this kind of thing, but since you have said it, then I will go and test the strength of the team I have trained for so long." ”

……

Late at night, Gu Xin pushed open the door of the rental house and sat down on the sofa chair.

After a busy day, he had a good harvest and the number in the corner of the cornea was: (75/100).

It can be said that it is only one step away from completing the task.

Gu Xin glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was one o'clock in the morning.

He was about to go to bed after taking a shower, when suddenly there was a snap, and a cylinder broke through the window glass and fell into the room, and then the cylinder sprayed white gas, and before he could react, he was stunned.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The iron door of the rental house was kicked open, and a large group of armed men with loaded guns poured in, and the leader said: "The effect of the smoke is a quarter of an hour, and in order to prevent accidents, after five minutes, the target will be replenished every five seconds." ”

After speaking, the leader dragged Gu Xin to the window, the air flow outside was surging, and the spiral turning sound resounded in the night sky, and many people in the rental building poked their heads out and looked at the helicopter in the sky in surprise!

Gu Xin was still squatting on the windowsill of the rental house, and after tying Gu Xin and himself with a nylon rope, he climbed up along the sliding rope.

Later, the rest of the armed men climbed onto the helicopter along the rappel ropes.

After the helicopter flew away, only the bewildered crowd was left behind.

In the cabin, the leader pulled off the mask, and it was the previous inch-headed man.

About five minutes later, a total of six armed men surrounding Gu Xin's corpse, every five seconds, took turns raising their automatic rifles and pulling the trigger on Gu Xin's head.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

The sound of gunfire rang out incessantly in the cabin.

The inch-headed man watched indifferently from the side, and saw that the target's face was shot into a hornet's nest, but he didn't react at all, and thought to himself: "It looks like it's just an ordinary person, could it be that Takashi Fujita has lost its eyes?" ”

About a quarter of an hour later, the helicopter landed on the tarmac of a building.

A group of scientific researchers in white coats had been waiting for a long time, carrying Gu Xin onto a cold metal cart, with a breathing mask on his mouth, his body bound to a strap, and as soon as he opened his eyes, the neurotoxin made him fall asleep again.

Rustle rustle......

One by one, the bullets were directly eliminated by the particles in Gu Xin's skull, and as soon as he opened his eyes, a cloud of gas erupted from the breathing mask, and he fainted again.

The inch-headed man looked at Gu Xin in surprise, the latter actually opened his eyes just now, it seems that Fujita Takashi did guess correctly.

The group took the elevator to the laboratory, where various instruments were placed.

The inch-headed men were waiting outside.

"Cut off his arm first, and check how it is different from ordinary people."

A white coat picked up a small chainsaw, pressed the button, and the round sawtooth suddenly turned, and cut off the ancient right forearm, and for a while, blood flowed from the broken arm.

They are not only bloody, but also plan to study the slicing of the forearm.

Rustle rustle......

Black particles permeated the new severed arm from ancient times, and when the particles dispersed, his forearm was intact.

Gu Xin opened his eyes again, and with a lesson from the past, he summoned the black ghost before the gas sprayed out of the mask.

The black particles only piled up the IBM ghost's arm, and the colorless and odorless neurotoxins began to hiss.

The mummified black bandaged arm was pulled, and the mask was ripped off the ancient face.

Without the threat of neurotoxins, the particles oozing from Gu Xin's body continued to pile up ghosts, and soon, the black ghosts that were two meters and three meters tall appeared in the laboratory.

Scientists are still debating something, and no changes have been found on the metal cart.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the black ghost punched through the heart of a white coat.

They looked around in horror, but they saw no murderer.