Madam, I like you.

　While they were talking, a couple entered the cafe. Following behind Tamiya Yoshiko was a middle-aged man with a sinister face. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary man, with the same cold eyes as all parasitic beasts.

　Tamiya Yoshiko walked over and extended her hand to introduce the parasitic beast next to her: "Let me introduce him, he is Mr. A."

　"Mr. A?"

　"He doesn't have a name yet."

　Mr. A looked down at Izumi Shinichi in his seat with indifference, his two white eyes twisting abnormally, like a madman. Finally, his eyes fixed on Izumi Shinichi's right hand, and he sneered contemptuously: "What? Can this guy be considered a companion?"

　Hostility or murderous intent poured out.

　In an instant, Izumi Shinichi's right hand transformed, and his five fingers turned into sharp blades, ready to attack.

　Mr. A's head split into tentacles, the ends of which gleamed with metallic luster.

　Tamiya Yoshiko sat down opposite Izumi Shinichi and said in a relaxed tone, "Stop it. Fighting here will not do any good. Although he is not our companion, we should at least treat him as an enemy."

　Izumi Shinichi bit his lips, "Enemy..."

　Enemies are enemies that can pose a threat to parasitic beasts, while humans are nothing more than bread in the eyes of parasitic beasts.

　Yoshiko Tamiya and Mr. A sat down separately and exchanged information with each other.

　After hearing about Izumi Shinichi's experience after being parasitized, Tamiya Yoshiko was thoughtful: "You have only encountered these two species of our kind so far. So I have a question, Izumi Shinichi, what exactly do we mean to you?"

　Izumi Shinichi replied with a slight disgust: "A man-eating monster. I'm not sure about the rest either."

　Tamiya Yoshiko had anticipated this and snorted, unmoved. "Actually, I mated with Mr. A next to me, and I got pregnant. Do you think my child will be human or a parasitic beast?"

　Izumi Shinichi was about to take a sip of coffee to ease his tension when he nearly spit it out when he heard this. "Well... I don't know. I'd rather ask why you're killing humans."

　Tamiya Yoshiko stared at the Mickey Mouse that was parasitic in Izumi Shinichi's right hand and asked calmly with profound meaning, "Have you asked this question to your right hand as well?"

　Mickey extended a tentacle eye and stared at Tamiya Yoshiko without blinking: "I absorb nutrients directly from Shinichi's blood, so I'm not very clear."

　Tamiya Ryoko sneered, as if mocking herself but also questioning, "Can an existence that has no reproductive ability, parasitizes its host, replaces its host, and then kills itself, really be called a living thing?"

　Mickey nodded. "I find this very strange, too. That's why I observe humans and make comparisons to try to come to a conclusion."

　"enough."

　Mr. A, who had been silent the whole time, stood up and said, "This is so boring. I'm going back. Even if I know my true identity, nothing will change. All I need to do is eat humans and kill those who get in the way. That's all."

　Speaking of people who get in the way, Mr. A stared at Izumi Shinichi coldly, not hiding his murderous intent at all. If it weren't for Tamiya Yoshiko being here, he would have revealed his identity as a parasite and killed Izumi Shinichi on the spot.

　Tamiya Yoshiko looked at Mr. A's departing back and sighed, "Maybe it's because of the difference in the cultivation containers. Different species have completely different ideas."

　"Same feeling,"

　-

　"Shh!"

　On the street, two powerful anesthetics hit Mr. A's body. He turned his head and looked coldly at the special operations team members who suddenly pointed their guns at him, and asked indifferently, "Who are you!?"

　A total of four members of the Anti-Parasitic Beast Special Operations Team participated in the capture of Mr. A. After using the tranquilizer gun, they threw it away without hesitation and pulled out their pistols to shoot into the air: "Confirmed that the tranquilizer bullet hit the target. The opponent is still able to move. Shoot into the air and disperse the nearby crowd!"

　"Bang bang bang!"

　When the gunshot was heard, passers-by nearby fled in panic like headless flies, away from the special operations team members who fired the gun.

　Four members of the special operations team formed a circle with Mr. A at a distance of ten meters. They pointed their pistols at Mr. A and warned him sternly, "Don't move. If you take another step, we will shoot!"

　Mr. A raised his right hand, and the anesthetic needle fell. Confusion appeared on his brow: "Something has been injected into my body. My body's cells are being affected and changing. It will affect the activity of my body's cells..."

　"In short, you are the enemy."

　"Sure enough, if they are not of the same kind

　That’s the enemy.”

　"I'll kill you before your body becomes completely unable to move!"

　Mr. A's head split open, and two tentacle blades emerged.

　"shot!"

　The moment they saw Mr. A's head split open, the team members with rich combat experience opened fire without hesitation.

　ding ding ding-

　The tentacles transformed into metal blades to protect Mr. A's vital parts until all members of the anti-parasitic beast special operations team had emptied their bullets and magazines.

　The special operations team against parasitic beasts did not shoot at any fatal parts of Mr. A's body. Mo Yankong's order was to suppress rather than destroy.

　"Damn monster!"

　The special operations team members took advantage of the gap in Mr. A's tentacles to move away from him, cursing in horror. The team leader took out the intercom and reported to Mo Yankong: "Sir, the enemy is still capable of action. Requesting immediate kill or sniper support."

　The sniper's voice came over the intercom: "Number One has aimed at its thigh, ready to shoot."

　"It's an important specimen. Continuing to aggravate the injuries on its human body may make it unable to recover. Don't shoot for now. I'll buy time." Mo Yankong hung up the intercom, walked out of the alley, and smiled as he looked at Mr. A, whose body was bleeding profusely.

　No matter how powerful a parasite is, its body except for its head is still human, which is also the parasite's fatal weakness.

　The anesthetic had taken effect, at least on the human body.

　Chapter 52 Come on, let’s hurt each other

　"What, who are you? No, are you really a human?" The parasitic beast Mr. A looked at Mo Yankong in surprise and doubt. He had no body temperature, no heartbeat, and his brain waves were completely different from those of humans. The strange wavelength even made the parasitic beast feel inexplicably afraid.

　Just like parasites, there is no other similar creature in the world.

　Mo Yankong walked out and dialed Quan Xinyi's number on his mobile phone. He smiled and said, "Mr. A, right? How about giving up resistance? I can guarantee your safety."

　The parasitic beast has extremely strong vitality. It can probably survive if it is sliced ​​in the laboratory. Soaking it in formalin forever can ensure its safety.

　Such a straightforward and childish question seemed very formulaic. However, with Parasyte's simple mindset, it wasn't impossible for it to obey orders and give up resistance.

　Mr. A's face cracked open, and tentacle blades split out again. He sneered, "What a joke! Although I don't know what kind of creature you are, acting with humans means you are the enemy of us parasites. Die!"

　The tentacle blades came through the air like cannonballs, and their speed has reached the limit of what the human eye can capture.

　Mo Yankong looked calm. Parasitic beasts were creatures with simple thinking patterns, and their targets of attack were nothing more than the heart and the head. And because of the biological characteristics of parasitic beasts, they would definitely regard the heart as their biggest weakness.

　Mo Yankong dodged easily. The blade was indeed aimed at his heart. He answered the phone: "Action begins. I'm sorry I can't keep my promise. Mickey, please hold Tamiya Yoshiko hostage. I'm dealing with Mr. A."

　Throwing away his phone, Mo Yankong calmly dealt with Mr. A's tentacle attacks. After several misses, the tentacle blades became much more cautious. Mr. A could feel that his human body's perception was disappearing, and he became more and more anxious.

　"Your movements are much slower than those of the parasitic beasts I've seen before. It's probably the anesthetic taking effect. The more intensely you move, the faster the anesthetic injected into your bloodstream takes effect. Besides, you're seriously injured right now. It's better for you to think rationally and cooperate with me."

　"Shut up!"

　Mr. A growled. Parasitic creatures like these require complete concentration to control their bodies. This is especially true during combat, where they control all of the parasitic cells to the point where even the human body can't maintain full control. Talking during combat can greatly distract the parasitic cells, preventing them from achieving unified consciousness.

　The tentacle blade swung again, but Mo Yankong narrowly avoided it. The disaster affected innocent people and the tree on the roadside that was as thick as a man's embrace was cut down.

　"Who is this commander? How dare he confront such a monster head-on?"

　"Is that kind of physical fitness really human?"

　"You really can't judge a person's ability by appearance..."

　Stepping aside, the anti-parasitic beast special operations team responsible for dispersing the crowd worried for Mo Yankong more than once. They had seen parasitic beasts in the laboratory, but this was the first time they had seen the capabilities of this monster.

　Even though its body was hit by a powerful tranquilizer bullet that could kill an elephant, the parasitic beast's tentacles did not slow down at all. Every time it swung, the blades at the end of its tentacles could cut through road signs or leave deep marks on concrete walls and the ground.

　It's easy to imagine the consequences of a tentacle blade hitting a human body that is much more fragile than reinforced concrete and cement.

　Mo Yankong calmly dealt with Mr. A's attack, thinking to himself, "Even though I attacked Mr. A from a distance of several thousand meters, there's no guarantee that Tamiya Yoshiko wouldn't be able to sense Mr. A's murderous intent. We must fight quickly and decisively."

　The tentacles attacked with sharp blades, but Mo Yankong did not retreat but advanced, ducking to avoid the blades. He grabbed the tentacles with both hands and pulled them forward suddenly. The vampire's enormous strength pulled the parasitic beast's body over and kicked it head-on.

　boom!

　The parasitic beast's body was kicked away by tons of force, and its body knocked down the concrete wall on the side of the road. Its tentacles trembled and it opened its eyes and looked at Mo in disbelief.

　Yan Kong: "This power... How is it possible... It completely surpasses humans and is even more powerful than us parasites..."

　Swish swish!

　Three tentacles slashed towards Mo Yankong's body from different directions. Mo Yankong did not dodge, but clenched his right fist to face the sharp blades head-on.

　"court death!"

　Mr. A commented on Mo Yankong's behavior without any sadness or joy. The strength and speed of the tentacles combined with the sharpness of the blade could easily cut through iron like mud. It was simply not something that the flesh could withstand.

　There were three tentacle blades. If it was just one, Mo Yankong would not dare to confront it head-on. The power of the parasitic cells was limited, and increasing the attack frequency would inevitably reduce the power.

　Keng!

　First there was the buzzing sound of metal hitting each other, followed by a sharp sound that made one's teeth ache. Mo Yankong's right hand, which was of abnormal color, blocked the sharp blade of the parasitic beast. The sharp blade was deeply embedded in Mo Yankong's right hand but could not cut it off.

　Gasification cryogenics! Freeze all the blood, muscle tissue, and bones in the body to increase the hardness of the flesh.

　"What's with this temperature?! I can't move!"

　The biting cold spread from Mo Yankong's right hand to Mr. A's tentacles, and the surface of the blade was quickly covered with a layer of frost. When Mr. A felt something was wrong, it was too late. The frost completely froze the parasitic cells, and if it tried to break free, it would only shatter its body.

　"Come on, let's hurt each other!" Mo Yankong laughed loudly, and cold white air came out of his right hand.

　"You..."

　Under the dual effects of severe cold and strong anesthetics, Mr. A was no longer able to resist, leaving behind a weak murmur. His body and parasitic cells stopped moving at the same time, turning him into a frozen corpse.

　"Too weak-too weak——(Weak! Weak!)"

　Mo Yankong grinned, grasped the sharp blade embedded in his right hand, pinched off the frozen tentacle with force, and took a bite.

　“Hmm…Hmm…”

　After chewing for a while, he found that there was no taste. The meat of the parasitic beast was very tough, like cowhide. He couldn't swallow it, so he threw away the tentacle.

　The color of Mo Yankong's right hand quickly returned to normal. He called for the members of the anti-parasitic beast task force to come and retrieve Mr. A's body, and instructed them, "These parasitic tissues need to be kept separate. As long as they don't form a large enough population, the threat posed by the parasite will be greatly reduced. Go to a nearby store and forcibly requisition refrigerators in the name of the government. Someone from the research institute will arrive shortly to transport these parasites back."

　After saying that, he picked up the phone on the ground and continued to call Izumi Shinichi, leaving the members of the Parasyte Special Operations Team confused. They looked at Mo Yankong with a hint of fear. The battle just now was exactly like in the Jump comics. The Parasyte was a monster, and Mo Yankong was definitely not a simple guy either. In their cognition, there was no human who could kick someone away and knock down a wall with one kick.

　Mo Yankong didn't mind exposing his abnormality. What could a mere human do if they knew? Dio's ambition to conquer the world was due to his ability to create zombies, and Mo Yankong used this ability to control the top brass of the Japanese police.

　Mr. A is just a small fry, so it doesn't matter what happens to him. It's Tamiya Yoshiko who's the real challenge. If he answers the phone, it means Izumi Shinichi is safe. If he doesn't, it means Mickey has completed his mission, leaving Tamiya Yoshiko behind and engaging in a fierce battle.

　Author's message:

　I saw someone comment that vampires would be afraid of the zombie virus.

　This is definitely the funniest joke I have ever heard. Could you please first understand what vampires are in the Jojo world?

　Vampires have the ability to control their bodies at the cellular level. They can even restore their heads even if they are blown to pieces. Not to mention the people in the Pillars, who can eat living things at the cellular level.

　Vampires are actually afraid of viruses.

　Hahaha.

　I can't laugh. Maybe Dio will catch a cold? Maybe Dio will get cancer?

　Just zombies, hahahaha.

　Dio can resurrect people who have been dead for hundreds of years and use them as his subordinates. He can implant his own cells into other people's bodies to act as time bombs. This kind of creature is afraid of the zombie virus.

　Hahaha.

　Chapter 53: Gentlemen, I Like War

　"The strongest wavelength a parasite can emit is hostility, or murderous intent. This is especially true in combat, when the concentrated power of its parasitic cells transforms into murderous intent against a person or creature. Even at a distance of several kilometers, its own kind can easily sense it. Mr. A is finished. I'm surprised you'd choose to cooperate with humans." In the peaceful and leisurely cafe, Tamiya Yoshiko stared at Izumi Shinichi with a half-smile. "Do you think humans are more trustworthy than us? What's most surprising is that even Mickey agrees."

　Even though Mo Yankong waited until Mr. A walked several blocks away before attacking him, Tamiya Yoshiko still sensed the parasitic beast's terrifying murderous intent.

　Mickey blinked his eyes and said, "Tamiya Yoshiko, you are wrong."

　Tamiya Yoshiko placed her hands on the table. "At this point, you're not going to say you had nothing to do with Mr. A's attack, are you? After that phone call just now, I could sense a strong hostility directed at this place, stemming from humans' murderous intent against monsters."

　"We do intend to attack you. In my opinion, you are more dangerous than ordinary parasites, but the one I am collaborating with is not a human."

　Tamiya Ryoko's eyes moved slightly: "Not human? Is it your kind? Or my kind?"

　"Not human, not you

　He is not my kind, let alone my kind. He is the real monster in my eyes. You will understand after meeting him. Even the contradictions of parasites are nothing compared to the mystery of him.

　Tamiya Yoshiko, who was about to leave, fell into deep thought after hearing Mickey's words: "Monsters other than humans..."

　The phone rang at the right moment, and Mickey stretched out his right hand to pick up the phone and answered: "Ah, there was no fight, and she is also very interested in you. We are waiting for you here."

　"A monster, huh?... So whose side is he on? Human? Or a parasite? Or perhaps someone with the same ambiguous stance as you."

　Mickey replied without blinking, "That's a question that I'm quite interested in, too. I've tried to probe him before, and the only conclusion I could come up with is that he doesn't belong to either side. What he wants to do is completely incomprehensible to me."

　"If you're not lying, then you're a really curious existence."