Chapter 402: Evil Sacrifice does not deceive Evil Sacrifice
Technology is the biggest natural enemy of Evil Sacrifice or mystery. This statement, in turn, is also valid.
The master slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, his pupils had returned to normal black and white.
He bit off half of the popsicle in his mouth and said gloomyly: "The evil sacrifice can deceive technology, but the evil sacrifice does not deceive the evil sacrifice."
There was a dead silence in the communication channel, only the slightest sound of electric current echoed.
The red dragonfly licked the tip of her tongue and rolled the straw into her mouth.
The next second, in the surprised gaze of the audience around her, she spit out the straw again, which was covered with her saliva, and was shining with a strange luster in the sun.
The beast's breath became thick and the manhole cover under its feet silently cracked.
He quickly retracted his strength and moved his legs away, and the group of rats under the manhole cover made a squeaking sound.
After a while, the voice of the captain's bald man echoed in the communication channel, with a hint of solemnity: "Are you sure it's an evil sacrifice?"
The captain's bald man did not enter the campus because his outfit of bald + old shirt + slippers was too affecting the beauty of the school appearance of No. 8 Middle School, and was stopped by the responsible security guard at the door.
He was not bothered, and he stayed outside the campus in great cooperation.
At this moment, the bald man was sitting on the side of the road, under a locust tree, picking the minced meat stuffed between his teeth with his fingernails.
The minced meat was dark red, as if it had just been torn off from some creature.
While chewing the popsicle, the master replied: "Well, although, strictly speaking, I am not a person of the Evil Sacrifice, but my eyes are taken from the Evil Sacrifice and implanted into my body by the laboratory, so..."
The master paused for a moment, and his eyes turned drippingly:
"I'm very sure that the scene I saw in my eyes is definitely highly related to the Evil Sacrifice. The concentration that almost half of the body is strange is definitely not a simple Evil Sacrifice implantation or transformation."
The members of the 103 team trust each other extremely. They completely trust the Evil's eyes. Before he finished speaking, they all made a judgment in their hearts.
The bald man spit out a few words in his hoarse voice: "The parasite of the evil sacrifice?!!"
The bald man, or the 103 team, certainly hopes that it is the essence of the evil sacrifice, but it is unrealistic to think about it. If the essence of the evil sacrifice really comes, then, not to mention that the entire Ninth District has become a dead place, at least all the living people on this campus should have been swallowed or transformed.
The master opened his mouth and spit out the broken popsicle stick and said regretfully: "It's a pity that it's not the original body of the evil sacrifice, but just a parasitic body of the evil sacrifice, otherwise..."
The red dragonfly interrupted mockingly and said, "Otherwise, if you peek at someone just now, we will all have to die here neatly."
The wild beast breathed heavily: "But if you really discovered the hidden evil sacrifice body and pass the news back before you die, this is the gift of fate to us."
The bald man showed a glimmer of yearning in his eyes, and after a while, he said quietly:
"Forget it, those who can meet the evil sacrifice body are all darlings that fate is particularly favored by fate. Our 103 team is not enough, and we have to continue working hard."
His voice was filled with a hint of unwillingness and desire, as if he was looking forward to the legend of some big figures in the organization working hard.
After pausing, the bald man coughed and his voice became serious: "According to the action regulations, if the evil sacrifice parasite was found, we need to immediately capture and bring back the nearest stronghold with the dissociation laboratory, so where is the stronghold?"
The communication channel was silent for a while.
After a while, the red dragonfly's tongue coating trembled slightly, emitting sound waves that ordinary people could not capture. She also serves as a liaison in Team 103, and her tongue is the best "encrypted satellite phone".
"The lower city is a place abandoned by fate,"
Her voice was filled with a hint of helplessness,
"Since it was recently returned to the gaze of fate. So there should be no stronghold in the lower nine zone. Maybe it is being secretly established, but my [map] has not been updated yet. "
The wild beast looked up at the haze in the sky, and his voice was low: "So the nearest stronghold has to return to the upper city. But after [Tianqing], most of the passages in the upper and lower city were destroyed by the ruling. The only remaining passages were heavily guarded by the martial law. "
His voice was filled with a hint of irritation: "We may be able to smuggle over, but if we bring a parasite of evil sacrifice, it would be like falling into the trap."
The bald man frowned and said in a hoarse voice:
"I got a notice when I came down that our stronghold in District 9 does exist, and it is under construction. After the construction is completed, we should be assigned to it nearby. "
"But the confidentiality level [online] is very high, and we have not contacted us for a long time."
The beast's eyes flashed with fierce light and said ruthlessly:
"Then I can only kill one passage. Honglongfly and I followed the captain to launch a suicide attack to create chaos. At that time, you can find a way to load the parasites and deliver them."
The bald male captain almost didn't think for too long and said, "Yes."
The red dragonfly threw away the straw, tore off the lid of the milk tea. After drinking it, there were still milk stains on the corner of his mouth, but his smile was astonishingly charming:
"Yes."
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Looking at their expressions and tone in the communication, it was not like discussing suicide shock, but more like discussing what to eat for dinner. The madness revealed in the calm was simply creepy.
The upper parliament defines [Fate] as an SSS-level evil terrorist organization, which is by no means exaggerated or exaggerated, or even lightly.
The reason why fate is in Shangcheng's reactionary hazard assessment system is not because he can only get SSS, but because the full score of that evaluation system is SSS.
This is already a cliff-like lead. You should know that the second-ranked evil terrorist organization scored only 617 points, and received an SS- score.
Well, the full score is 750.
The Upper City Council had thought that it was more difficult and more harmful to give [Fate] a separate assessment paper, but the bill was severely damaged and obstructed by many evil organizations, and many important members in the Upper City Council also tried their best to oppose it.
They and them really can't afford to lose that person.
The emcee interrupted the discussion of his teammates at this time. He said in a deep voice:
"Wait a minute, the target is not an ordinary parasite."
The red dragonfly curled her lips disdainfully, and her tongue trembled even more violently:
"Don't you think we can't take her, do you?"
The master took a deep breath, and through the communication, his teammates could hear him as if he was in a climax, full of pathological and dangerous voices:
"No, I mean, she was transformed by the evil gods so perfectly."
His voice was trembling, as if suppressing a certain degree of excitement:
"She was very suitable for the arrival of the evil gods, except for the lack of strength and the strength of the body, and could not bear it."
The master's tone became more and more low-key, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth:
"I can't imagine that Xie Ji, who parasitizes her, will not be moved. Maybe, Xie Ji's eyes will be projected on her from time to time, watching every little growth and every breath."
The master swallowed greedily, his eyes turned pale:
"So, I mean..."
(The end of this chapter)
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