Chapter 319 Non-Humanity
“It seems we are a step too late.”
Milo touched the blood on the edge of the window sill with his fingers. The blood had not completely dried.
Obviously, the little crocodile was kidnapped from behind the casino half an hour ago without anyone noticing, without even alerting his subordinates at all.
“This is strange.”
Old Theon quickly flipped through some messy papers in the crocodile's room.
“They captured the crocodile instead of killing him on the spot.”
“That’s not their style, right?” Milo walked around the room, Not finding any valuable clues, he turned to look at old Xion and asked:
"The crocodile helped you collect intelligence, right?"
"At least explain our direction. That's right." Old Xion nodded: "They must have found the clue that the crocodile was following them."
"But wouldn't it be easier to just kill the crocodile?" Milo frowned.
“I don’t know about this”
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At the same time, the noble manor was filled with death.
In the late nights of the past, the light of candlesticks or kerosene lamps would flicker in every corner of the manor, but now, there is deathly silence here.
The corpses piled up in the fountain pool had begun to stink, and the corpses floating on the water were covered with crowded flies, making a numbing "buzzing" sound.
Only when the thick clouds in the sky give way to the sight of the moon, can the shapes of those tragic victims be clearly seen.
At this time, an inhumane interrogation was underway inside the manor.
Four hunters in black stood in several corners of the hall, and in the center of the hall was a heavy wooden chair. On the chair was a short man wrapped and fixed by a wire mesh.
There was a blood stain on the ground in front of him, which appeared black in the dim environment.
There are several small cylinders and the like soaked in the blood on the ground, most of them are covered with gemstone rings, which are men's fingers that were cut off not long ago.
Now only two thumbs of the man's ten fingers are still intact.
His body was twitching slightly.
Those barbed wire fences had left countless bloody marks on his body, and pressed the broken fabric of his clothes into the depths of the wounds.
The terrible pain was eating away at his will.
Compared to the victims in the fountain pool, the man on the chair at this moment is in another, more terrifying hell.
......
This is the crocodile that was kidnapped from the village of Arden not long ago by hunters.
And standing in front of him were the hunters who had caused Nanwei City to be in a state of turmoil these past few days.
The crocodile lost a total of eight fingers, a dozen teeth, and an eyeball. As for the extra things on his body, he had lost count.
The picture that the only eyeball left could see was very limited. He only knew that he had messed up. He suffered this disaster just the day after he started to investigate the whereabouts of these people.
The crocodile himself is not a good person, and precisely because of this, he knows very well that the group of masked men in front of him have no intention of letting him go.
Even if he cooperated from the beginning and told the other party everything he wanted to know, he would not survive.
But the most despairing thing is that the men in black in front of him never asked him half a question from beginning to end. From the moment you enter the door, except for the few who stand around like sculptures and stop moving, the remaining two people, one is responsible for organizing those "tools", and the other is responsible for using those things on themselves. This extremely cold and tacit cooperation made people feel that they were not tortured to extract confessions, but more like they were repairing a malfunctioning machine.
This process takes dozens of minutes.
None of them had any conversation.
An unmasked man in black came down the spiral staircase on the left side of the hall.
Although the crocodile was blind in one eye, he could still clearly see the slightly blue-green pupils on the cold face of the man in black.
The man came to the crocodile and looked at it coldly for a while.
He seemed not to be very satisfied with the progress of his companions. He signaled one of them to step aside and personally took over the position of performing torture.
Among the many cold instruments, he chose a pair of small metal pliers, then slowly squatted down and focused his strange blue-green eyes on the crocodile's face.
“You should know why we still have your tongue.”
……
"Then...then you...ask..."
The crocodile's voice was trembling.
Not just because of the pain, but more from the fear of the weird light in the other person's eyes.
In some ancient legends, in extremely dark environments, humans with eyes that can emit blue-green light are the most terrifying existence after evil gods. They often have some weird disaster abilities. , but also possesses the unique cruelty of human beings.
“I was going to pull out your real front teeth, but you didn’t give me the chance.”
The hunter held the pliers and looked at the crocodile expressionlessly:
“Or have you been pretending to be a human for too long and have lost the ability to restore your original appearance?”
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Gradually, the barbed wire that tightly wrapped the crocodile became looser because the crocodile's body was shrinking.
He was originally short, but now he has shrunk from a height of more than 1.6 meters to a body of nearly 1 meter.
His skin began to wrinkle as his muscles and bones atrophied.
The few hairs on my head also fell off.
After the bloody gums where the teeth had been extracted shrank, what was exposed was a row of sharp fangs, which were at least two or three centimeters long...
Just two short Within minutes, the crocodile transformed into an even uglier creature than before. He was still in human form, but his body had shrunk by nearly half, with a pair of abnormally small eyes sunk deep into his bald head.
Yes, the eyeball that was originally poached was not his real eyeball.
Even after the transformation, the only remaining eyeball in human form automatically fell off.
After the bloated muscles and skin shrank, the ugly fingers hidden in the palms were also revealed. The cut flesh and fingers seemed to be some kind of transplant on his body. something, but it is definitely not his original structure.
The length of the palm of the main body is, at most, only as long as the metacarpal bone of a human hand.
"Asshole! Do you know that those tissues have grown together with my body, and it will hurt to cut it off! Fuck!"
The crocodile's voice changed when his body was revealed. It became sharp and he roared loudly at the hunter in front of him.
But before he finished speaking, the hunter used pliers to pull out one of his teeth from his mouth, causing him to wail again.
(End of this chapter)