Alien Executioner

"More of curiosity." Mr. V did not lie.

An Ran's gaze fell on the central computer, which was a huge data operation library. The signal indicator lights were flashing and it did not stop working.

"What is this?" she asked.

"The data transmission library exists in every laboratory, connecting to each other, backing up all important data, and then finally transmitting it to the First Laboratory."

"Where is the first test?"

"Many Moroccan estates." Mr. V answered every question without any ambiguity.

An Ran was a little surprised by the answer. The Moroccan Manor was not unfamiliar to her. She almost acquired it and made it an asset of the An Group.

"Our family... An's Group⑴ Lin Yiqi's Secretary Jiusijiu's role in this?" An Ran asked slowly.

"Did you notice it?" Mr. V looked at her in surprise.

"I once got two bottles of the blood of the ancient god from a box engraved with the family emblem. Someone in my family is cooperating with the Alphabet Organization. I want to know who it is."

"You think it's one of your relatives, right?"

Faced with his question, An Ran shook her head.

If this is true, it is the best outcome for me.

But she knew it was not simple. Everything that happened was like an infinitely spreading spider web, interconnected and intricate.

An Ran was too lazy to think about it.

She always believed that someone would consider the answer for her.

As for who that person is, it’s none of her business.

“People who use the An family crest are not necessarily members of the An family,” Mr. V reminded.

“I like open-book answers that are simple and straightforward.”

"Maybe it has something to do with your mother?" Mr. V never gave a direct answer. He was deliberately covering up something and pacing around carelessly.

"My aunt?" An Ran could only think of this person.

My mother has no family on her mother's side. Her grandparents died when she was young, so she had to live with her aunt in an orphanage. After they became adults, they separated and only kept in touch through phone calls.

But now I think about it, my mother's background is mysterious and full of doubts, and I have never met my aunt, so I have no idea what kind of person she is.

Mr. V knew too many things, but An Ran vaguely felt that his arrival was the result of a deliberate arrangement, and there was a hand behind the scenes that was eager to push the truth in front of her.

Mr. V did not deny:

"You've never seen her, have you? I'm sure you'll be shocked when you see her."

"Then you are really amazing. You know things that I don't know." An Ran waved his hand, and all the tentacles suddenly stabbed towards the computer, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning.

Mr. V quickly took a step back and stretched out his arms to cover his face, confused by the girl's sudden behavior:

"what are you doing?"

"Obviously, destroy this place."

"Wait a minute, according to the routine, shouldn't you ask all the questions before taking action?"

An Ran glanced back at him:

"Like the octopus in the big tank? I hate wasting time. There's no need to dwell on topics like this that we can discuss before leaving."

"I think you want to get back to someone urgently." Mr. V whistled at the side.

An Ran grabbed the man's collar without any hesitation. Her movements were so fast that people could hardly see clearly, and she pressed him hard against the wall.

Her cold eyes were filled with murderous intent:

"Shut up!"

"The cat misses its owner? It seems I was right." Mr. V laughed, "Let me guess who that person is? It must be a woman...your sister?"

An Ran suddenly had the urge to kill him. Although this urge had appeared more than once or twice, it had never been so intense.

Even though some people knew her true identity, such as Gu Zhilan, Yi, Qi, Lu Yi and Sister Tang, they did not know the relationship between themselves and their sister.

After a while, she calmed down and let go of her hand.

"I thought you'd be clever."

An Ran smiled and fixed Mr. V's messy collar, pretending to be nonchalant.

"At least you guessed it right. There is indeed someone important to me, but that person is not my sister. She doesn't even know who I am."

"I guessed wrong..."

Mr. V bowed slightly in an apologetic manner, revealing a pair of clear eyes under the mask.

"I hope you won't get tired from this."

Chapter 153 ② ⑨ Ling Wu Shan Bar ⑺ Yi San Centipede (Part )

Just as An Ran tried to continue destroying the core of the laboratory, Mr. V chose to stop her and walked to the control console under her puzzled gaze.

"There's actually a self-destruct program in here."

Mr. V apologized for not informing An Ran earlier and expressed his concerns.

"You don't have to go through so much trouble, but I have to remind you that if this place is damaged, they will definitely notice it."

This does sound like something that needs to be carefully considered.

An Ran stopped moving, and the tentacles calmed down from their frenzy of destruction. She smiled and asked back:

"So do I need to worry about this?"

"Of course you don't need to be afraid of them. They are nothing to you." Mr. V answered tactfully.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I have something very bad going on. Although I didn't tell you the first time we met, it doesn't matter anymore because it has already happened."

An Ran hesitated for a moment. To make Mr. V think this in front of her was a very bad thing, which was probably no less than the bankruptcy of An Group.

She was mentally prepared.

"For Bagshas's sake, I approved our cooperation, so what happened that prevented us from cooperating?"

Mr. V answered slowly with one word.

"Shang."

"The name is behind the scenes?"

"That's the monster. It was trapped in an old church, you know, but it was released by the stupid old guy."

"Are you sure?" An Ran asked hesitantly.

"I'm very sure that it has taken possession of that old man. The old man is called Master Jiu, the leader of the branch... Are you sure you want to destroy this place?"

"Start the self-destruct program." An Ran suppressed his hunger.

"Okay, we'll talk about other things after we leave." Mr. V had already entered the secret of the self-destruct program into the computer, and a red light flashed angrily.

As the button was pressed, there was a sudden explosion in the distance, which made Mr. V step back repeatedly, and the alarm sounded at a high frequency.

"So fast!" An Ran couldn't help but shout.

Mr. V signaled her not to move.

An Ran immediately realized something was wrong and listened to the sound within a hundred meters. It was the sound of very shallow flowing water gradually gathering together, like a gushing water pipe.

The sound of water became louder and louder.

As a result, a large number of dormant alien species were awakened.

"It turns out that the laboratory's self-destruction program is to flood it with water." Mr. V was surprised.

"Damn it, don't you even know what a self-destruct program is?" An Ran ran out without looking back, and the corridor was full of the echo of running water.

Mr. V also rushed out in a hurry.

"Wait for me!"

"Aren't you the supervisor of this laboratory? Why don't those aliens listen to you?!"

An Ran asked him loudly, using his tentacles to quickly climb up both sides of the corridor.

She heard sounds other than the rush of water and the beating of her heart.

Someone is fighting!

That was the collision between the Devouring Weapon and the Devouring Cell. The direction of the sound was consistent with the memory. It was the breeding ground, where a large number of alien species were sleeping. (

"It's that guy Z." Mr. V, who was following behind, gradually stopped.

An Ran noticed that he hadn't caught up, but didn't say anything.)

Member of Code Z?

She remembered that there was a person who was the first person FACA knew about the Alphabet Organization.

The Countermeasures Bureau once organized a crusade against Z, but he managed to escape, and there has been no further news of him since then.

……n

The black shadow shuttled above, rushing towards the man with a roar. The man caught the shadow with his hands. It was a hideous black shell.

The shadow was a woman who was beyond human nature, with two long tails behind her, covered with black centipede shells. She hugged the man's body, and the centipede tails pierced his body.

There was a crack in the huge glass wall in front of us. It was originally a huge water tank. Endless water gushed out, trying to submerge everything.

Sister Tang's knees were submerged in water. She tried hard to move her body and walk out, enduring the pain from the wound.

Everything happened so suddenly.

She had never seen anything quite like it, at least in her six years as an executive.

Just when Sister Tang thought she was at her wit's end, Song Yixue, who had been pierced through the heart, stood up. She stabbed the man and ate the centipede woman.

To be precise, it was the centipede girl who asked Song Yixue to eat it. It seemed to have life and consciousness, crawling on the ground like a real centipede.

After eating the centipede woman, Song Yixue turned into her current ghost appearance. Her skin turned blue and terrible centipede tentacles grew on her back.

Although these tentacles are not as shocking to the eyes as Naya's, they can still be counted among the top ten alien features of the year.

Song Yixue's performance ability was no less than that of a super alien. She almost completely crushed the man. The centipede's tentacles crashed around in the breeding room and finally broke the glass wall.

Sister Tang did not feel relieved.

She clearly understood that Song Yixue did not come to the rescue because she was standing on the position of an executive.

This woman has lost her mind. This is the terrible result of devouring. In her eyes, everything is an obstacle. Only the instinct of devouring remains.

If Z dies, then the next person to die will be himself.

"It's so fucking hopeless..."

Sister Tang couldn't help but feel a little sad, but this emotion soon turned into determination.

It is definitely unreliable to rely on An Ran. She has not arrived yet. Now I can only rely on myself.

Sister Tang roughly tore off a piece of cloth from her coat and wrapped it around her shoulders without doing anything else. This decision was irrational, but she couldn't care less.

The wound is still bleeding.

Sister Tang tried to maintain clarity by stimulating the wound. The blurry vision became brighter again and again, and the tearing pain pressed on the nerves.

Song Yixue was still fighting with Z. The masked man from the Alphabet Organization was in a completely disadvantageous situation, and his body was torn to pieces by the centipede tentacles.

The man leaned back to avoid the centipede's tentacles, but Song Yixue, who was faster, twisted his arm, and his blue skin was throbbing with blood.

"Shit! Why isn't it over yet?!"

The man cursed and struggled. He didn't understand why Song Yixue's devouring had not yet ended. This irrational monster should have turned into a pool of black blood, not to mention that she had also devoured her own blood relatives.

If cannibalism of one's own kind is a taboo, then cannibalism of one's own blood relatives is an even more terrifying taboo.

He was suddenly distracted.

Song Yixue seized the opportunity and tore his arm off alive. The whole arm fell into the water and the pitch-black centipede pierced his head.

The woman's hand reached into his chest and pulled out his heart.

Sister Tang was almost at the exit when she suddenly felt someone staring at her from behind and she shuddered.