Alien Executioner

Anya waved her hand, and the second tentacle wrapped around the woman's body. Murakami Jiuxiaolu opened his eyes and thought of something in horror.

"Cough cough."

Anya coughed twice and looked a little embarrassed, as if she wanted to try something she had never tried before.

"Do you know that besides releasing violence, there is another more popular use for tentacles? I never had the chance before because they were all dead. I'm lucky and sorry that you are a rare survivor in my hands."

He is quite polite and knows how to say sorry.

Murakami Jiuxiaoji looked at the huge black and red tentacles and his expression became desperate.

Sometimes, life is worse than death.

"Gu...kill me..."

She didn't have the strength to struggle, and even if she did, she couldn't do it. Fulla, who died not long ago, was the best example.

"Pleasure me, maybe I can help you get revenge." The girl clasped her hands together, opened her eyes wide, and looked harmless.

"please!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Murakami Jiuxiaoji burst out with his last strength. Although his struggle was still useless, he frightened Naya. The tentacles sliding on her body gradually stopped, giving her the opportunity to speak.

"I choose the second one... I know there must be a second chance to survive, no matter what it is, I will choose it!" She finished the whole sentence breathlessly.

Anya snapped her fingers and the tentacles quickly retreated.

Chapter 251 Fifth Night (Part )

"name."

"Murakami Kukoji."

"name."

"Tang...Tang Wei."

"Which Tang?"

"Tang from the Tang family in Shanshu City." Tang Wei replied.

Anya pondered for a moment and continued to ask:

"You are from the Tang family in Shanshu City? So you are a member of the Tang family. What is your relationship with Sister Tang?"

"Can I not answer?"

"Sure, if you want, it's okay even if you don't say anything."

Anya lit a cigarette, and while the woman was relieved, she said casually, "It's just that my tentacles will have something to say later."

Hearing this, Tang Wei shuddered and shook her head repeatedly.

"I'm telling you, don't let that thing get close to me. I'm Sister Tang's aunt."

The cigarette that was not held firmly between her fingers fell to the ground. Anya stood up in surprise and looked at the woman with awe.

A not-so-rigorous interrogation was going on in a warehouse in the abandoned base. It was getting light outside, and the two moved here to avoid being discovered by others. The woman told Anya that she called herself Tang Wei and was from the Tang family in Shanshu City in the third district. According to seniority, she was Tang's aunt.

Anya gasped and looked at the woman with suspicion.

You are too young.

"If we ignore age and seniority, Sister Tang should call me aunt, or cousin to be more precise. I am her father's cousin."

Tang Wei also knew that she was only a few years older than Sister Tang and should play the role of the older sister.

Anya nodded to indicate that she had no more questions. She took out the liquor she had prepared long ago, opened the bottle and drank while continuing to ask:

"age."

"25."

"puff--"

Tang Wei raised her hand and wiped her face with her sleeve. When Anya heard her age, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of anger, looking horrified.

This was a rare situation where both Anya and An Ran couldn't hold back their personalities.

"You...are 25 years old this year?"

Seeing the woman nod, the girl's eyes widened and her expression changed in a complex way in an instant, which was difficult to maintain.

Tang Wei also sighed helplessly:

"I know what you want to say. I am indeed one year younger than Sister Tang. My father gave birth to me too late because he insisted on having a girl, so this is it."

"Is there any proof? I mean a symbol of status." Anya's tone was much gentler afterwards.

Since he is Sister Tang’s relative, there is no need to be hostile to him unless he poses a threat to me.

An Wei rolled her eyes. "What kind of status symbol is that? How many families in District 3 have family crests?"

"You have Sister Tang's shadow, and this eye-roll is just right." Anya became inexplicably happy, perhaps because she missed that useless woman too much.

"If you don't want to kill me, can you give me a cigarette?" Tang Wei asked directly.

“It’s exactly the same.”

"Same?"

"Sister Tang is the same. It's about your personalities." Anya handed over a cigarette and shook the frozen kerosene lighter.

"I believe you are Sister Tang's relative. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are a sister. I was offended before. Please forgive me."

"You...are familiar with Sister Tang?"

Tang Wei was shocked and saw the change in Naya's attitude. She even apologized to her just because she was a relative of Tang Wei. Could it be that her niece had a talent for attracting young girls? It didn't make sense. Remember, she was a straight woman.

This time, Anya took out two clean cups and filled each of them with liquor, intending to drink with him. The treatment of having Naya pour wine for her should only happen in dreams. Tang Wei thought she was dreaming. Either the world was abnormal, or she was abnormal.

Thinking of this, Tang Wei glanced at Naya's enthusiastic expression and was horrified. She thought to herself, could it be that she had died a long time ago and was now in the underworld? But Naya should be under the jurisdiction of the Western world anyway.

That's right, this is in Siberia, not the underworld but hell, so it is normal for Naa, who is called the devil, to appear in hell.

So she showed an expression of extreme grief, took the wine glass and drank it all. Not only was she dead, but her homeland was not even hers after death.

If there is hell, there is heaven. It seems better than the underworld?

Tang Wei was sad again. Now she was fine, but she couldn't even enter heaven. She was still in the eighteen levels of hell guarded by Naya.

But who is more awesome, Satan or Naya?

Anya frowned and looked down at the wine glass. Could it be that the wine was poisonous?

She reminded the woman calmly:

"Can you please wait for me to finish my words before you take over my acting skills?"

"I thought I was dead, why were you so nice to me?" Tang Wei poked her head out and looked around worriedly.

"If this is good, then kindness is cheaper than you think."

Anya put down her wine glass and said slowly:

"Sister Tang is my friend. To put it in a more intimate way, she is my younger brother, a follower."

"Sister Tang is your follower?" This time it was Tang Wei's turn and she couldn't help but stand up and show respect.

"Sit down." Anya coughed lightly.

"I would rather believe that I'm dead..." Tang Wei took a puff of cigarette with trembling hands and felt a bitter taste in her mouth.

Sure enough, even cigarettes taste so bitter.

Anya was very dissatisfied: "Whether this is considered a curse or not, I am also a dead person."

"Let me take my time. This is too much information." Tang Wei patted her chest. "So we can be on the same path together."

"It depends on your position." Anya shook the diary in her hand and quietly searched it out from the woman.

"You have the habit of writing a diary, which is good. It says that you came here because of an old woman named Yald. Who is she?"

"The real owner of Base 002." Tang Wei replied.

After a few seconds of silence, Anya couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Go on. Do you really have to answer each question I ask?"

"I'm not here because of Yaerde's assignment. To put it simply, I'm a lurker, lurking near her. In fact, I'm the Black Goat Deacon. You probably don't know what the Black Goat Deacon is. I'll tell you later..." Wu

Anya interrupted her: "I know the Black Goat Deacons, Wang Feng is one of them."

"You still know Wang Feng." Tang Wei sighed.

"What?"⑺

"It was because he was unreliable and got into trouble that I decided to go out. This time, at least two Black Goat Deacons went deep into Siberia to help him."

"When did he go..." Anya said to herself.

Tang Wei didn't hear her mumbling and continued to talk about Yaerde:

"I was lurking around Yarde to collect intelligence. I am considered a core member. She is not always at the 002 base, but is in another place. She is the real owner of an orphanage. This time she just asked me to monitor Milo and get something."

"What?"

"I can't be sure whether you are someone Sister Tang can trust, but for this matter, I can die."

"Perhaps I should make you understand the priorities." Anya looked at her, emphasizing each word.

"Sister Tang is the one who made me consider whether she is trustworthy. I know the relationship between Deacon Black Goat and her, and I also know about her relationship with Xu Sinuo and what happened in the past. Do you understand this point?"

Tang Wei closed her eyes again and would rather die than surrender. She was a person who would rather be soft than hard.

She squinted her eyes secretly and saw Naya quietly releasing his tentacles to approach, so she quickly stood up and stepped back.

"I didn't say I wouldn't tell you. Can't you just close your eyes if they're sore?"

"You're at a disadvantage as Sister Tang's cousin. You should be her biological aunt." Anya couldn't help laughing.

"A character."

Chapter 252 The Sixth Night (Part )

When we returned to the place we had agreed to meet at, Milo, we found a reservoir that no one cared about. The water in it was very clear and we could see a few fish swimming around.

"There are seven of them in total. You can't see them even if you want to. I helped you clean up the bodies."

Anya appeared behind Milo. The man was feeding the fish into the reservoir seriously with his eyes focused.

He just smiled when he heard this. No one dared to question Naya's credibility. If she said everything was solved, then it was really solved.

"Including Kukouji Murakami, there are seven SS-level aliens in total, and only you can do it." Milo praised.

"In fact, there are only three SS-level ones, and the rest are just bloated with serum." She corrected.

"Puffiness, what an interesting description."

Milo brought two glasses of Bordeaux that he had prepared long ago to celebrate this grand opening.

"Anyway, you have solved those unstable factors for me. I heard that you like to drink Bordeaux. Let me toast you first."

Anya just glanced at it and didn't take the cup.

"Now that the team is down by seven people, what are your plans going forward? Will you continue to weaken these third-party forces? If it were me, I would try to integrate these forces. At least I can be sure that they have nothing to do with Xinmin."

"No, no, no, you think things are too simple. If the only enemies at the end are the new people, then they can indeed be friends."

Milo shook his head, put down his glass, and then threw the feed into the reservoir.

"But are we really here for the new people? The new people are just an obstacle to something at the end. Although we don't know what it will be, once we truly destroy the new people, we will naturally come into contact with what happens after the new people. And what about them? Let me remind you that they are here for that thing as well, and in the end they are not enemies."

"So then you're going to 'abandon' some people."

"Of course, I thought you knew what I was thinking. It's nothing, just blame them for being too curious."

"You said you wanted to take revenge on Xinmin and find out the real cause of your parents' death."

Milo shook his head, then nodded, and looked deeply at the happy fish in the reservoir.

"That's right, but people are greedy. From this group of people, I know that there is a big secret hidden at the end. As for what it is, I really don't know, but."

He paused and pointed at his head proudly.

"I am sure that it will be a treasure that cannot be measured by vulgar words such as value."