Alien Executioner

impossible……

He looked up blankly.

Before my eyes, there was a completely gray world. Before time completely froze, when the woman should have been loving the girl in her arms.

He saw black shadows spreading to infinity at the end. At first glance, they were tentacles supporting this dark world.

At the end of the world, tentacles intertwine like spider webs, and there is a ball of light like a cocoon.

An Xin's eyes gradually became indifferent. The man in front of her was like a strange statue, stretching out his bony hands towards her.

The pair of gray eyes were always looking at the sleeping girl. His face was completely distorted, with his mouth and nose erased.

He lowered his hand, and the tentacles, waiting for his command, finally devoured it.

Looking at the girl pressed against his chest, An Xin couldn't help but rub her wet hair.

"How should I describe you, little monster..."

Chapter 63 Hotel

She woke up very early, wrapped in a bath towel, with wet hair, having just taken a shower.

An Ran raised her head and stared blankly at the window. The moon was gradually swallowed by dark clouds, and the sound of shower coming from the bathroom was heard in her ears.

Crash, leaving behind a fantasy.

Why is she here?

Whenever I try to recall, my mind goes blank.

When Yu slowly opened his eyes amidst the shaking, he saw his sister in the driver's seat. Before he could react, the car stopped in front of a hotel.

The elder sister carried her in without saying a word, and in public, she slapped the front desk clerk, scaring the girl at the front desk.

The card on the table was actually a black card. The receptionist was caught off guard when she came to her senses. She gave the room card without even checking the ID card.

Afterwards, An Xin gave her a bath and threw her on the bed.

It turns out my sister has such a strong personality.

An Ran realized that she didn't really know her sister very well.

But it’s not bad to have a strong sister.

Thinking of this, she climbed up from the bed, covered her breasts, and tried to peek through the crack of the bathroom door.

The door was not closed, and there was a hazy white mist.

The sound of showering stopped, and An Ran leaned back and lay down, turning his head and continuing to look out the window.

An Xin slowly opened the bathroom door. She was also wrapped in a bath towel. She stared at the bed for a while before walking out.

She sat on the bed, her lips curled up:

"You're not even pretending to be asleep. Are you awake?"

I wish I hadn’t woken up... An Ran didn’t choose to speak. She opened her eyes nonchalantly, her worries written all over her face.

She just wasn't ready to face her sister.

Her memory stopped at the moment before she sank into the sea, and what happened afterwards seemed like a dream. She had had enough of this bizarre nightmare.

Just like the dream in the flower shop base, someone controlled her body and she was afraid that someone would tell her that all this was real.

She is a monster.

Monsters have no friends, and even for those two little monsters, their ending must be sad.

"What's wrong?" An Xin lay on her side on the bed, playing with the girl's hair.

"sister."

"Yeah, I'm here. No scar, no air."

"Is that true..." An Ran turned around and looked at the woman in front of him. She was no longer as cold as before. She looked at each other with a doting smile.

She was an extremely sensitive person and could sense that her sister had bad intentions, but she just pretended not to know.

"what you mean?"

"I remember falling into the deep river and then losing control of my body."

An Ran tried to recall all the details, but it was obviously doomed to fail.

The fact that his sister, who is the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, appeared by his side showed that what happened during the day had a great impact, not to mention that a helicopter was called in the name of the director.

An Xin took out her cell phone, opened a video, and leaned over to watch it.

The video content goes straight to the point. The huge whirlpool exaggeratedly affects both sides of the river. Weird huge tentacles extend from it and keep slapping.

It's like a water monster has appeared.

What’s even more terrifying is that there are more than one tentacle, all of which are the familiar black and red color, covered with blood-red eyes.

To be precise, it is a bloodshot eyeball.

The video lasted for ten minutes. The person shooting the video was always paying attention to the monster's tentacles, and the camera was always following the water monster.

There was also a reporter in the corner of the video, and the situation became more serious.

At the end, the whirlpool gradually slowed down and returned to calm, and the tentacles in the distance withdrew into the river with a wave.

It started abruptly and ended hastily.

My sister waved her phone around, indicating if she wanted to see it again.

An Ran shook her head; the scene in the video impacted her memory.

She remembered some details, and these details put together seemed to form a key.

According to the memory key, the blurry picture in the mind became clear, and the chaos and crazy roar rose rapidly in the mind, shrieking in succession.

another……

She heard another voice.

It is hidden in the body, hidden in the phagocytes, waiting to be found.

Only for a few brief seconds.

An Ran hadn't felt uneasy for a long time. Only when facing unknown and uncontrollable things would she take a deep breath.

"Is this me?"

"It's so boring if we don't talk about this."

An Xin skipped the topic with an indifferent look on her face, and quietly picked up the bath towel that was stuck to An Ran's body with her right hand.

"What's going on? You even called in a helicopter. I checked your travel records and found that Sharon Mausoleum has been unattended for a long time."

"You installed a GPS in my car?"

An Ran glanced at her sister's hand in surprise. That hand was stroking her restlessly, gently pinching the bath towel, and she didn't know what her sister was thinking.

"No, I installed a tracking device on you."

"That windbreaker?"

"I thought you wouldn't think after becoming like this, but it seems I was overthinking." An Xin chuckled, thinking it was a good thing.

"That's because maintaining the form of a man will cause me to suffer from phagocytic cells. I have to keep thinking to maintain my rationality, otherwise I will be exposed."

An Ran was so close to her sister that she didn't feel awkward at all. It seemed that they had a very good relationship during the lost childhood memories.

"Xu Sinuo learned about binge eating from a diary that belonged to her father. But according to investigation, her father is normal," said An Ran.

"Zero can't find anything unusual about this couple, but the answer is actually hidden in the diary."

My sister turned over, reached out to grab something and turned back over.

An Ran was somewhat confused when she saw the wrinkled diary:

"Why is the diary here with you?"

"You swam from the Deep River to Button Harbor. When I found you... you were floating on the water holding a black box. It was hard to imagine what had happened."

She tried hard to recall and shook her head.

"I don't know. I've never swam so far before. By the way, if you are here... have you found out the identities of that group of people?"

The group of people she was talking about were naturally the unknown personnel who stole the black box.

"The Storm people are more difficult to deal with than those drug-taking aliens. After professional training, you are facing a group of special forces kings, and you have already come into contact with the leader."

An Ran thought about the alien species he had come into contact with, but he didn't know where to start.

During the pursuit, they did not deploy their phagocytes, and had no intention of fighting with me from the beginning.

"Who?" Ling

"Wang Qi, codenamed War Horse, but he's dead. And the sniper, he chose to commit suicide when we caught him." An Xin replied. 】

Sniper...Dance

An Ran thought of that bullet, the powder bullet that could make his whole body go limp.

The bullet caused him to lose his grip on the yacht, and after falling into the water, he was knocked unconscious by a grenade.

This kind of bullet is unheard of, and it has a familiar fragrance, like the scent of flowers.

Inexplicably, I thought of Xu Yanqian, a woman of unknown origin. ⑴

Chapter 64 The mysterious woman

An Qi (two) Shan Ling (four) Jiu Qi Shan Shi Ran looked at their sister and stared at each other.

The atmosphere was inexplicably strange. She looked at her sister, and her sister was looking at her as well. The two of them were wearing bath towels and looked like a pair of sisters.

This weird feeling comes from the fact that she should have been a man, but An Xin doesn't care at all and never mentions it.

She took the diary from her sister:

"Is there anything special about the sniper's bullet?"

"We searched, but we didn't find any bullets. We only found the knife he used to commit suicide, and the sniper rifle clearly had marks of being fired."

My sister seemed to have expected this; she was someone who was used to being well prepared.

"Um……"

An Ran actually wanted to respond vaguely, which made her act a little awkward.

"I was almost hit by the bullet when I was in the air. The bullet exploded and created dust. I inhaled some of it and my whole body went limp and I lost my strength."

"dust?"

"Yeah, gray."

An Ran chose to hide the monster in the wall and the supernatural events happening in the sky from her sister. Such things should not exist.

The monster in the wall is obviously a dead creature, and its true form is incredible.

The entire city was twisted into its shape, with countless eyes looking towards the sky. Under its gaze, the world gradually fell apart.

Just as An Xin was about to speak, her cell phone rang.

After answering the phone, she said nothing. After the person on the other end spoke for nearly a minute, he hung up.

She looked at An Ran and said with a smile:

"Father is coming back in two days. We should prepare well."

……

The wind lasted for a long time. The old man stood in front of the Moroccan estate, looking at the lush green fields and taking a deep puff of his cigar.

It rained here not long ago, and the whole air is filled with moisture.

Standing behind him were the dedicated bodyguards and Cage, the manager of the manor, who were looking at the old man's unsteady back.

Everyone was silent.

"Ahem... skirt chat, guilt, 0, warm, ⑶, VIII, ⑺ (a) ⒊"

Jiu Ye threw away the cigar in his hand, took a deep breath, and coughed for a while. His weathered face looked haggard.

Cage knew that Jiu Ye was sad because of Wang Qi's death.