parasitic son

Song Jiarui stood in the room.

She tilted her head and adjusted her posture.

The fat man grabbed her arm roughly, "Don't be shy! Since you want to be a star, you have to be willing!"

Song Jiarui raised her head.The fat man was surprised to find that the girl's eyeballs were shaking at high speed, her lips were also trembling, and she made some kind of vague and piercing high-frequency sound.

"￥@#!5r31$#..."

"What are you talking about?" The fat man was a little impatient. Did the girl get scared?He decided to threaten her loudly again, and if she didn't want to, he would force her to tear her clothes.These girls who dreamed of being a star were frightened after the photos were taken, and they all cried and cried honestly, for fear that things would become serious.

With this kind of welfare photos, these young girls will be at their mercy.He had played with several such daydreaming girls.And the one in front of her, at first glance, looks like a silly school girl who has never seen the world, and is especially easy to control.Just like before...

A disembodied voice buzzed in his head.

He let go.

It was as if something was stirring in his head.

He turned his body away, his eyeballs rolled at high speed, and his lips trembled: "#%[email protected]#%$..."

He pushed open the door.

Tony was smoking a cigarette, he asked him: "So soon?? Got it?"

Something is in his head.Consciousness fell into a vague dream.Something is whispering.

"#%￥@￥#%..."

Tony licked his lips and said, "What's the matter? Show me the picture."

"Photos, pictures made using the principle of optical imaging." He muttered to himself.

"what are you saying?"

He has to do something.A command came to mind.

"Yes." He whispered.

He walked over to Tony.

Song Jiarui stood in the room, her lips twitched and her eyeballs trembled.She whispered, her name is Song Jiarui, the eldest daughter of an ordinary family, she once had a younger sister, her father was a project engineer, and her mother was a company clerk.My sister died.

Not her fault.

Not her fault.

There are some fresh monkeys out there.She looks out the door. With his neck twisted to the side, Tony said, "#@%￥%#￥…"

Song Jiarui said, "More servants."

Tony and the fat man whispered, "Yes."

Windows were smashed open.Glass splashes.

A man jumped in from the window.

Song Jiarui turned around.

A young man straightened up. He had slightly curly black hair and a pair of black pupils, and his expression was indifferent.He looked at Song Jiarui, then out the door.

"Your growth rate is really beyond imagination." The boy said.

【Target lock】

human male.Song Jiarui's classmate, Yan Zhen.Judged to be harmless.Can be used as hunting object.

Song Jiarui looked at him.

[He can be used as a tentacles. 】

Only in the next second, she was stunned, she couldn't invade the boy named Yan Zhen in front of her.All consciousness seems to be condensed in an instant. [Unable to implant? ? ? 】

"Do you think it's weird?"

Yan Zhen rushed over, his speed was extremely fast, leaving only an afterimage in the human eyes.Song Jiarui took a step back, her body evaded Yan Zhen's arrest, and slipped two meters away.

"Yan Zhen, Song Jiarui's classmate." She said softly, "Strange."

Tony and the photographer walked the room.Their expressions are dull, like puppets on a string. "Catch him." Song Jiarui ordered.

"Do you remember who you are?" Yan Zhen asked them.

They waved their sticks and threw them at Yan Zhen.Yan Zhen grabbed Tony's arm and threw him out at an incredible angle.The photographer hugged Yan Zhen's thigh, drew out his knife and stabbed him.Yan Zhen elbowed him on the face, blood spattered, but the photographer seemed to be unaware of the pain, cutting the knife straight and straight into Yan Zhen's skin.

There was no wavering on the boy's face.He hit another fierce elbow, and two bloody front teeth flew out.Yan Zhen lifted his leg and kicked him away.

Yan Zhen's attack was quick and neat, without any extra moves.In an instant, the two men had been knocked down by him.He turned around and rushed towards Song Jiarui.

"Kill him!!" Song Jiarui yelled.

The two men stood up unsteadily.Yan Zhen stared at them, he was sure that the force just now was enough to break a human bone.But as if they didn't know it, they rushed towards him again.

And it gets faster.

Yan Zhen turned his foot and drew another arc that made people palpitate. "Song Jiarui" watched him, her classmate, Yan Zhen, fighting with her two tentacle puppets.Just now, she doubled the speed of the puppet, and her physical strength increased accordingly.

But the young man is still unhurried, his movements are precise and his moves are fierce.The two men were knocked to the ground by him again.Click!Yan Zhen crushed the photographer's knee, and then exerted force with his right hand, breaking Tony's arm like breaking a branch.

He kicked away the two seriously injured puppets and walked towards Song Jiarui.

"Interesting." Song Jiarui said this human vocabulary subconsciously.What does this word mean?She didn't quite understand, but she wanted to continue watching Yan Zhen fight.

"Now, how many tentacles can you deal with?" After Song Jiarui finished speaking, the two men stood up again, and they reattached the deformed legs and arms, as if their bodies had not suffered any damage.

"The human body is very fragile, but accepting my gift is different." She said to Yan Zhen, and a man and two women walked in outside the door, both from this company.Their eyes were dull, their movements were strange, and they rushed towards Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen just turned his wrist, and the battle started again.This time, Song Jiarui increased the speed of the tentacle puppet several times. Under human eyes, it was already a high-speed movement that only left blurred afterimages.But Yan Zhen's every frame and dodge is extremely beautiful and precise.Song Jiarui heard him say: "You really surprised me." His voice was very calm, without a trace of panic, not even a trace of breathing irregularity caused by the battle.

He was fighting, and his movements were as clean as what humans call art.Logically speaking, when faced with so many opponents attacking at the same time, it would only be a hopeless situation.But he is as easy as flowing clouds and flowing water.He blocks left and right, without even moving a step.

No, it's not a defense, he's just testing, testing the limits of my tentacles.

Such a move can only be made under a huge difference in strength.

Yan Zhen turned his head to her, and she saw his calm and indifferent face.

bump! !Her puppets were scattered at the same time.Like a flash, Yan Zhen appeared in front of her eyes, "The game should be over," he said.

"It's impossible." Song Jiarui said.

Yan Zhen punched her.Under the heavy blow, flesh and blood sprayed up, but what he hit was not Song Jiarui, but Tony.In an instant, Song Jiarui and Tony switched places. Tony howled angrily and opened his mouth to try to bite Yan Zhen, as if he was not bothered by the injury at all.

"I have a lot of tentacle puppets. Can you kill them all?" Song Jiarui smiled maliciously in the distance of the room.

"Izel Alien, don't you just dare to hide in dark corners?" Yan Zhen jumped up, leaving behind a vague shadow.

This time she didn't dodge again.

Song Jiarui watched him fall from the sky with a smile.

No creature on this planet can touch it and remain sane.

There is no way.

It's just a backward planet overrun by boring monkeys.

The monkey's resistance was meaningless at all.

His hand was pressed against her forehead, and a sense of oppression followed.

It wasn't words or consciousness, but some discordant noise entering her head.

"Stupid," Song Jiarui said, "overthinking your own abilities. You know I'm an Izel alien, but you still have the guts to touch me."

The howling wind swept away her senses.

She smelled the smell of burning ash, the rustle of countless rains on the roof.Her mind was writhing, engaging some invisible tentacles.Everything in the field of vision began to blur and go dark.

madness.

"You will be my tentacles," she said.

Yan Zhen didn't speak.

There were turbulent waves in Song Jiarui's consciousness. It seemed that tens of thousands of bells were ringing together. Countless tendrils spread in the misty mountains and fields. On the ground was a huge building made of white bones.Above that is the deep, vast starry sky.She heard weird laughter, like the sound of some kind of creature tearing the soul.

An eye emerged from the tendrils, an eye that swallowed all the light of the stars.

All consciousness froze at that moment.She tried to struggle, trying to escape from this terrifying gaze.

Yan Zhen grabbed her neck and lifted her up. "No, I won't allow you to leave." He said softly.

"At least not now."

"Who are you?" Its last consciousness turned into one sentence.

Yan Zhen let go, and Song Jiarui's body fell limply to the ground.

Countless silver threads entwine the alien, wantonly distorting its consciousness and spirit, it cannot resist, and can only be at their mercy.Belonging to "it" the last thought, only fear.

Mr. Cat walked in. "The Ezel Alien has infected all the people in this company. I checked and all 9 people in the company have been seeded."

"Can't it be removed?"

"No. These tentacles have spread to the brain in such a short time. It's easier to kill directly."

Captain Madara shouted: "Tsk tsk, the tone of the standard supervisor's eye."

"If this kind of thing happened in the wide-area star area, we would directly burn the entire block."

"..."

Mr. Cat asked Yan Zhen, "What are you going to do?"

"Let it live, at least for now." Yan Zhen replied.

The chicken shouted, "Are you sure? This is the Izel alien! One of the most terrifying civilization-destroying races in the galaxy."

Yan Zhen said, "So to keep it alive. I need to figure something out."