Alien Domination

When Yunyue started to act, Morita Taro soon knew what idea Yunhai had made.

Grabbing some dirt and stains from the ground, Yunyue soiled her clean clothes and tore the corners of her sleeves.

She didn't let her face go. After her hair was messed up, she also smeared her face.

Soon she changed from a beautiful and charming young girl to an unkempt refugee. After finishing this, Yunyue smiled at Morita Taro, revealing her white teeth.

"I'm sorry."

Reaching out to hold Morita Taro's left arm, Yun Yue said with a smile, covering his lips with his left hand while twisting unceremoniously.

A painful roar was squeezed out of his throat, his left arm twisted weirdly, Morita Taro's eyes looked at Yunyue as if he was looking at a devil.

"You can't fool them, they won't let strangers in."

Taro Morita snarled angrily in his throat because of the severe pain and sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Just the two of us, it's too much an eye-catcher. If there are more people, I don't think they will care."

Yunyue smiled like a flower, even if it was unkempt, she still couldn't conceal her stunning face.

"How do you know..."

Upon hearing this, Morita Taro went crazy. He, who had never struggled before and didn't know where the courage and strength came from, struck Yunyue's neck in one hand.

"moron."

Yunyue stretched out his palm and chopped on the back of his neck, and the latter fell over.

"It doesn't seem bad enough?"

Blinking eyes. Yunyue carefully looked at Taro Morita who had passed out of a coma.

"It's not bad enough."

Yunhai agreed.

"hiss……"

The tail blade of a bat that received a spiritual order was silently poked out from behind.

"No, I'll do it. At least some blood is on my body."

Yun Yue kicked the alien bat and followed it, and at the same time stretched out her right hand.

The tentacles came out and instantly condensed into a black beast head.

It looks similar to the mutant rat's mouth, not to mention that the body is vivid, but the mouth is exactly the same, and the black fine teeth actually loomed cold under the direct sunlight through the gaps of the leaves.

The tentacles stretched out. The head of the beast opened his mouth and even made a small "squeak" sound. Then he bit on the unconscious Taro Morita.

Scalp, shoulders, chest, back, thighs, ankles.

Yun Yue was very excited and serious.

The alien race is almost harsh on food and host thrift. Yunyue played to the extreme.

She didn't even waste a drop of the blood gushing out of the wound, and it was all sucked by the head of the touched beast.

"Almost done."

Seeing that she could bite hard and wanted to turn Morita Taro over and bite again, Yun Hai frowned and stopped her.

"Okay. Then I'm going to act, it should be quite fun."

Reluctantly retracting the tentacles, Yunyue picked up Morita Taro with one hand, and when Yunhai nodded at herself, she immediately disappeared into the jungle.

The spirit ordered the alien army to lurch. Yunhai then moved along the range covered by the "Space Shroud".

Now is not the time for the aliens to appear, if they are seen by the people inside, once they are controlled by despair. They will definitely detonate explosives.

If the alien black technology is destroyed, Yunhai will kill all the people in the entire base by then, and it will not help.

He didn't worry, in Yun Hai's heart, that thing was already in his bag.

…………

"Hurry up, everyone. There's still half an hour, and I must go back."

It is one kilometer away from "Shangjing" county. More than twenty people were busy silently, and one of the low, fat men looked around vigilantly, and at the same time whispered.

The six women are carefully picking various plants. From flowers, leaves, stems to roots, different types and parts are all sealed in plastic bags.

More than a dozen men were digging the soil separately, and a piece of something large enough for a human head to resemble a sweet potato was placed on the ground.

Several other people kept loading these things in bamboo baskets and carried them to the car with difficulty.

The basket was placed on the pallet, and it was firmly fixed with ropes. The axle wheels were obviously modified, but they looked sturdy.

The car is almost full, and the pile is at least about half a ton. In addition, the road is almost covered by plants. It is not easy to push and pull back manually.

This is also impossible. The limited gasoline and diesel have long been taken over by the temporary group formed by the Awakened, so these civilians dare to hope.

Of course, even if they were assigned a car, no one would dare to drive it.

The body odor can be masked with tried-and-tested grass juice, including wearing a mask soaked in grass juice to cover your breath.

But the roar of cars, including exhaust fumes, can be fatal in the jungle.

"Taro Morita hasn't returned yet."

Fatty is the leader of the team this time, and his neck that is almost invisible is constantly moving.

"Could it be an accident?"

Next to the fat man, a thin young man took the conversation and looked a little worried.

"Probably not, his vigilance is stronger than ours combined, and coupled with his ability, as long as it is not unlucky to encounter the animal tide, there should be no trouble."

The fat man was talking when he suddenly heard a scream, and he jumped past at a speed that was extremely inconsistent with his body.

A middle-aged man, struggling painfully on the ground.

The few people nearby were far away from him as if they had seen a ghost.

"what happened?"

The fat man dared not touch him for a while, and asked in a low voice.

"Bug, a bug bit his palm and got in."

A person next to him trembled and replied.

Biting his lip, the fat man kicked the howling middle-aged man into the hole he had dug.

"What to look at, bury him soon."

The fat man kicked a dazed young man behind him.

Only then did the others react, the shovel shook quickly, and the large chunks of mud flew into the pit.

Holding his hands on his chest, the middle-aged man looked like he couldn't wait to scratch his chest. With blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he wanted to climb up when he saw this scene.

"Peng!"

The thin man had been prepared on one side and kicked his temple.

Even fainting has become an extravagant hope. The middle-aged man just closed his eyes and woke up from the heart-piercing pain in his body.

No one will show an unbearable look.

Even the frightened woman was afraid that the worm would come out of him and attack him, or that there would be more worms in the pit, and even ran up and used her hands and feet together and quickly buried him alive.

It was not over yet, they jumped up again and stepped on desperately until they stepped on the top of the pit as smooth as a mirror, and then ran off panting.

After doing all this, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they all smiled with relief, without any guilt at all.

It seems that this is justified, of course.