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This is a very familiar atmosphere, and Lin Xiang will never forget that when he first developed this subtle feeling in the old era.

The other party is a parasite.

On the broken road in the distance, two dazzling white lights lit up, and the ground was shaking slightly, and the engine roared from afar from the cold air. A few minutes later, a dark green off-road jeep appeared at the entrance of the passage at the edge of Emma City. It did not want to slow down at all, and rushed onto the main road leading to the auction house. The high-speed rotating tires splashed the black and dirty ice water on the ground. Amid the scolding and curses of the surrounding crowd, they drove into the restricted area guarded by the guards unscrupulously. With the sound of brakes lifting the harsh friction between the tires and the ground, the arrogant body shook its tail directly on the spot, completing a beautiful 180-degree turn, and shoveled away a large area of ​​snow, revealing the blue-gray concrete floor.

A middle-aged man wearing a tight black leather outfit jumped out of the car. The buttons on his chest were half open, revealing the developed muscles that were bulging high under the close-fitting sweatshirt. The curly brown breast hair was densely covered in the center of the two mastoids, and the facial contour was as simple and cold as rocks. The light brown eyes were freezing unconcealed tyranny and arrogance at any time.

Glifiz, the regional manager of Sosbia Company in Emma City, was wearing a delicate black suit and a much sweeter smile than usual. He bent down and stood at the door of the auction house. Behind him, dozens of fully armed guards were neatly arranged on both sides of the door. Two beautiful girls in hot bodies and exposed swimsuits followed behind Glifiz, with their straight long legs wrapped in black mesh stockings, showing a strong blood-loving temptation against the backdrop of high heels.

"Welcome to Emma Auction House. Dear Mr. Hausen, your arrival makes the walls shine here." Gliffiz's clever mouth is sweeter than honey.

"Hahahaha! I like dealing with people like you who know the rules." The man called Hausen opened his mouth wide, stretched out his fluffy and thick hands, hugged two slender girls who were disproportionate to their bodies like a toy, kneading their high and soft breasts heavily, and the soft fat wrapped in thin skin turned into various strange shapes under the squeezing of force. The girl who was in pain "hissed" and gasped in her mouth, and tears rolled back and forth in her eyes that were reluctant to laugh.

"Are I ready for what I want?" Hausen pinched maliciously, and before the girl could scream in pain, her thick palms had already covered their mouths leaning against her shoulders, and at the same time, her hair was as messy as a lion's mane, turning her head to the side, staring at Gliffiz, who was smiling with a look that was ready to burst at any time.

"Of course, of course. We will meet any of your requests from Mr. Hausen at the first time." Gliffiz's waist bent lower, and he rubbed his thick fingers and led the tyrannical giant to the brightly lit hall: "To welcome you, I have prepared enough fun programs, and I hope you like it."

"Hahahaha! I will definitely advise Lord Webber to reduce the regional contribution of Emma City by another five percentage points."

As he said that, Hausen stretched out his wet and sticky tongue, and looked back and forth with a bloodthirsty look like a wolf. His left hand suddenly retracted backwards, and he stuck the girl's pink neck leaning against his shoulders. He opened his big mouth covered with thick and hard beards, and bit his fragile flesh with his sharp teeth. Amid the shrill screams, he swallowed a lot and gushed out of the broken blood vessels, which was indeed bright red blood.

The petite girl was raised in the air by Hausen. He let go of another toy object held on his right hand, spread his thick arms, spread his five fingers with his left hand, grabbed the girl's head, and tied her two slender white thighs together with her right hand, twisting her entire body into a crescent shape like a bamboo pole. The pressed blood vessels could no longer preserve any excess blood. The boiling blood was squeezed out of her body and flowed into the huge mouth that exuded violent and hunger.

The girl's body was completely tangled into a ball. It was like a strange twist that had just been kneaded with flour. The delicate and pink skin was as pale as paper. The head connected to the twisted neck was still kept intact, and the beautiful face full of fear and death had been pinched to an angle perpendicular to the back of the body.

"Cool--"

Hausen, who was full, picked up the girl's body and shook it hard until he was sure that there was no blood left. Then he threw the warm body at the entourage waiting beside him, laughing wildly in a frightening voice: "Half sliced ​​raw, half braised. Hahahaha! Dear Gliffiz, I am very satisfied with the pre-meal appetizer you prepared. Next, we should be able to talk about the important things-"

After saying that, he sank another girl on the ground, looking like dirt, and was so scared that she hugged her waist and held her under her ribs. She friendlyly patted Gliffiz's shoulders, which were chuckling with a little bit of laughter, and strode into the auction hall.

Lin Xiang stood among the crowd, silently watching Hausen's almost barbarian performance. Until the tall and strong body walked into the hall and completely hidden behind the wall, he could still clearly feel the special familiar atmosphere coming from Hausen.

This means that he, like himself, is a parasite. As for his strength, he should have just broken through the two-star stage and is still in the early stage of this star rating.

When the jeep entered the city, Lin Xiang deliberately approached the edge of the road, but did not attract the attention of Hausen sitting in the car.

This was strange and made him feel very confused.

The other party obviously did not find himself. Or, that guy who was as strong as a savage did not notice his existence at all.

All parasites can rely on their breath and feel their positions within a close range. The same is true for evolution and strengthening people. However, no matter whether they met Wang Biao or other psychics before, they did not respond to Lin Xiang after being resurrected.

Perhaps, it was the radiation generated by the nuclear explosion that changed my physique?

In the open door of the auction hall, there was a buzzing voice, and the special fragrance of various food and alcohol mixed together. Looking at the off-road jeep parked next to the building and turned off the cooling, Lin Xiang's calm eyes slowly released the seemingly smiling coldness.

The moment Hausen lifted the girl up, he clearly saw that there was a silver ring flashing between the other party's left finger, which was as thick as a carrot. On the flat and round ring surface, a striking black skeleton was carved.

The wind in the dark night roars and frenzies.

The continuous mountains slowly expand from a distance. Huge stones stand on the surface of the mountain, like sharp fangs in the mouth of a man-eating monster. In the cracks on the rock surface due to wind erosion, clusters of weeds blown by the strong wind can be seen from time to time. Their fragile bodies have been bent to a point of almost breaking. As long as the wind speed slows down slightly, they will return to their original upright posture like a spring.

The moon, which is blocked by the clouds, releases a faint light that is indistinguishable. The snow-covered ground expands this precious light to the extreme. The gray-white falling snow reflects each other, spreading the whole world with a silver-like coldness.

Lin Xiang wrapped in a thick coat and curled up behind a huge rock. Just two hundred meters below, the blue-gray road ran through the entire wilderness.

The off-road jeep ruts remaining on the snow indicate the direction of the retrograde tracking. From the perspective of the road, there is no trace of anyone except for the branches that grow shrubs and rocks.

This is the place of death he chose for Hausen.

From the route, Emma City is connected by this highway to the location coordinates of the "Knights of the Skeleton" on the map. That is to say, if Hausen wants to return, he must take this route.

The snow was still falling. The fine snowflakes filled the dents left by the tire crushing the ground, and also covered up the two lines of footprints that Lin Xiang had walked all the way from Emma City.

It was dawn soon.

Relying on the cold and hard rocks, Lin Xiang carefully inspected every part of the g180s. The thick sniper bullet rubbed back and forth in his palm, making his skin feel a burst of coldness and hardness unique to metal.

The wind blew over the face, and the cold dispelled the last trace of fatigue that was entangled Lin Xiang's body. He opened the gun body and used a few pieces of gravel that had been prepared as support to steadily embed the thick sniper barrel into it. Through the cross hole in the scope, he watched all the movements around him vigilantly.

Two hours later, he felt the special aura that only parasites could produce each other.

The roaring jeep brought a large area of ​​snow. Under the rough urging of the accelerator, the engine was forced to the point where it could not resist. It could only desperately move to the limit of its ability, and driven the heavy tires to speed forward in the roar of anger.

Hausen's leather jacket was still half open, and his reddish muscles showed that he was obviously not afraid of the cold, and his chaotic hair like a lion's mane fell down, covering his sleepy face leaning against the edge of the car window.

Last night, the hospitality Gliffiz provided him with eight young and beautiful girls. In addition to eating one for dinner, seven other people played a night of physical collision with him on the soft and wide mattress of Simmons. When he left this morning, the pink room, which was originally filled with lewd breath, was filled with sparse human limbs. Whenever the wild and excited Hausen would tear the woman under him like a toy when the impulse came.

Except for the two girls who were broken, lying in a pool of blood and unable to speak, all the rest turned into sticky plasma and semi-dried pieces of meat. The expensive silk quilt surface was filled with eye-catching holes, and the soft internal organs mixed with feces and intestines were piled up in the middle of the bed. The antique oak cabinet left over from the old era in the room was piled with five terrifying heads with unrecognizable faces, with a miserable death, and a wound on the neck with a little spine.

Hausen felt that he was really a very kind man.

The reason is simple - he didn't play all the girls to death. This has broken his usual record.

Although the other two limbs were torn off, at least they were still alive.

From playing to playing with death, this is progress.

After being tired all night, Hausen felt drowsy and sleepy. Just as he was smacking his lips, twisting his lazy body, and preparing to change to a more comfortable position to continue sleeping, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in his ears. Then, his body completely escaped from normal gravity control, rolled back and forth in the air, and fell heavily on the cold snow.

When I was in Emma City, Lin Xiang carefully observed this off-road jeep with the appearance of the old "Hummer" completely consistent. Although it is impossible to tell whether it is a native car or a later generation, the location of the fuel tank and engine is very obvious. The body without any protective deck is easily penetrated by bullets.

He chose a special warhead with a burst effect and accurately hit the fuel tank. The ignited gasoline quickly swallowed the car body, and the explosion lifted the heavy car high, threw it from the road into the air, and smashed it hard to the ground, turning it into a mass of scrap iron that was bitten and burned by the flames.

Lin Xiang hugged his waist and followed the pre-selected route, trotted to the back of another rock, aiming at the black cross in the shot, firmly aiming at the few black spots struggling hard on the snow.

In addition to the driver, Hausen also brought two other fully armed entourage personnel, both of whom are supernatural abilities with level five evolutionary strength.

Lie quietly on the cold rock, the high-power scope was inserted into a body that was in pain. The moment he pulled the trigger, a hint of disgust appeared on Lin Xiang's cold face.

The badge hung on the other party on his shoulder was also sewn with a skeleton mark. The shape is the same as the ring in Hausen's hand, and the meaning it represents is self-evident.

The swivel warhead accurately exploded three strange heads. Warm blood splattered from the broken neck on the snow, forming a bright red and white flower of death.

Looking at Hausen, whose view was blocked by the wreckage of the car, Lin Xiang shook his head sarcastically, stood up from behind the rock, patted the snow and water stains on his clothes, jumped off the rock, and walked slowly over.

Hausen didn't want to escape. His left leg was pressed down under the carriage with an upside down and he couldn't move at all.

He was stunned by the sudden change.

Of course he understood what happened, but it had no effect on changing the current situation. Seeing the black figure in the snow getting closer, the only thing he could do was to tighten his pistol and prepare to give the other party a fatal blow.

He has absolute confidence, because he is a parasite who is more advanced than evolutionary and reinforced people.

Lin Xiang didn't give him a chance.

He quickly changed the direction of his running, twisting and detouring from all directions, and his legs were extremely sensitive by the virus, with the speed of a cheetah. He sometimes slipped on the ground, sometimes twisted and coiled like a snake, and his movements under his feet had no overlap at all, and the speed of the transfer direction was much higher than that of Hausen's eyes. A few seconds later, he had already rushed from the right side to the burning car wreck. Before Hausen could react, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the other party's arm holding the pistol, and twisted it in the opposite direction. Amid the screams of a pig, his thick and hairy arms were buckled back from his back to his head, hanging on his master's right shoulder at an extremely strange angle.

"Don't kill me-"

Hausen gasped heavily, looking at Lin Xiang standing straight in front of him with horror. The handsome and almost demonic face emitted a terrifying aura that was more terrifying than a mutant creature.

"How long have you lived?" Lin Xiang grabbed his collar and his tone was too anxious, making his eyes look even more ferocious.

"...what?" Hausen was stunned, enduring the severe pain. The other party's question was so strange.

"I ask you how long have you lived? How long has it been since the outbreak of the nuclear war and since now, since 2015? What year is it now? Say! You dirty and stupid human-shaped breeding pig-"

Lin Xiang tried his best to suppress the desire to strangle Hausen to death. With a speed of speech that was so rapid that it was difficult to distinguish, he quickly threw out a series of questions that sounded inexplicable to others. His nerves were tense to the limit, his blood was boiling, and every muscle was rising. Just like a lonely survivor who had been wandering on a deserted island for decades, he was as excited, fanatical, and difficult to control himself.

He has been waiting for too long.

In this strange world, he is the only one walking alone on the land full of radiation. He cannot tell everything about the past to the humans born in the new era, and can only keep all the tragic memories deep in his mind. Every time he opens, he is always full of infinite fear and despair.

The Skeleton Knights are the culprits in all this. All those who wear skeleton rings are his undying opponents, and they are also the heirs of civilization who have passed through time since the same era and have also maintained ancient memories.

He wants to kill Hausen and know from Hausen what has happened in the past century.

The wall clock in the ruins had given him an answer once. He had to find evidence that could make him believe it.

"You, you are... parasites too? The parasites who survived from that era?" Hausen, stunned, opened his mouth wide, his face full of incredible expression.

The muscles on Lin Xiang's face were twitching. He pursed his lips tightly and took out the "Te Six" pistol that was pinched on his waist. He trembled with his hands tightly tightly. The cold barrel pressed against Hausen's head. He roared in a tone that was so nervous that he couldn't believe it. He roared with a whisper: "Say it! Tell me quickly! Please tell me, how long have you lived? What year is it now?"

Looking at Lin Xiang, Hausen's eyes were filled with tears, and suddenly, an unprecedented calmness appeared in his extremely frightened and angry eyes, and there was a hint of sadness that was difficult to detect but actually existed.
Chapter completed!