Transforming Into A Slender Junior Sister, Stretching And Molding Inside

A bald man with a scruffy beard looked at the corpses lying on the ground, his brow furrowed, and the huge artificial cigarette rolled back and forth on his mouth, constantly looking around, irritable.

A younger brother got off the jeep and shouted, "These are the two cars we were hijacked, big brother." "

Nonsense, say something useful!"

"This... This..."The little brother couldn't answer.

A car is a car, and I really can't find any clues.

However, the driver's seat of a certain car was pierced by a gun... But there was no trace of gunpowder, and no bullet holes were found.

And the passenger seat of that car seems to have broken down because it was overweight for a long time.

It's really hard to imagine how 10 brothers were held hostage so far away by two foreign girls and killed them all.

Unable to find information, the bald man kicked the sand hard, and his little eyes kept peeking at the two cars parked at the farthest distance.

The doors are locked, and the light-blocking glass film makes it impossible to see what's inside.

"Big brother, okay, don't be a liar, right?"

the younger brother came up and changed the topic for his incompetence.

"Hey, you've only been around for a few years, how many things have you seen? Be quiet, don't say this kind of thing in front of them. The bald brother cautiously admonished: "No matter what abilities these people use, you are not allowed to ask, and you will rarely mention it in front of outsiders in the future." "

In this area of the Pyramid Country, the strength of state control is not good, and there is no law that explicitly prohibits cultivators from displaying their abilities.

Therefore, everyone is also self-conscious.

Every year, many out-of-town tourists will see snake control, fire-breathing, tarot cards, crystal balls or 'acrobats' playing fairy rope on the local streets.

They all just throw away a little viewing fee and leave happily, but they don't know that they are actually real people with special abilities.

After listening to the boss's warning, the younger brother was about to inquire a little more about the inside story, but he saw the boss's expression suddenly become nervous, spit out the cigarette that never left his mouth to the ground, buried it with sand, and waved his hand back and forth to disperse the smell of smoke around him.

In that way, I saw the arrival of my father-in-law.

Following the boss's gaze, he saw four men and three women of different shapes getting out of the two cars at the farthest distance, and one of the men with dreadlocks seemed to notice his gaze, and turned his head directly to make eye contact with him.

The younger brother heard countless people chanting the epic of the Nile in his ears with a very loud voice, and it seemed that he was not in the desert, but in the deep water, and every breath would double the pressure on his lungs.

It wasn't until he was slapped on the shoulder by the boss that he came to his senses as if he had been hit hard, and all the incomparably real feelings just now disappeared, leaving only the vast yellow sand in front of him.

"W-What is that?" the younger brother stammered. Only after experiencing it once did I realize how ignorant and ridiculous I had just been.

"Don't ask, don't tell. The bald boss said mysteriously, and patted the younger brother on the back again: "Go and take a few brothers and guard the two cars - there is a prisoner on it, don't let him run away."

"Yes. The

younger brother knew that the boss's move was to avoid those few people who were inexplicably hostile to him, and not to act with them, so he immediately took the order with gratitude.

It's just that this person can actually know that he was slandering them just now, and it is simply a means like a god!

Those two foreign girls who are holding our convoy hostage should be easily caught, right?

God strikes, just ordinary people,

how long can they hide?

I heard that after that, they will need to find a place, and then it will be handed over to us, and then they will be washed and then rubbed to avenge their brother.

He calculated viciously, and as he passed by the seven Adepts, he quickly peeked a few times.

found that they all had visions, and they were not normal people at first glance.

There are those with red eyes, those with extremely long earlobes, those with eversion teeth, and those with their knees walking backwards and bending in the opposite direction... And so on and so forth.

It's all described like the gods in mythology.

I don't know where the boss came to know such a group of characters!

I saw these gods walking in front of the boss, and his boss, who was in charge of nearly 100 people, dozens of cars, and killing people in the desert without blinking, actually dropped his head deeply.

It turns out that these mortals, no matter how powerful they are, can't they hold their heads up in front of the true gods?

It seems that he has really transgressed just now.

At this time, among the group of supernatural beings, there was a woman wearing a mask who was facing the bald boss and said, "No need to be polite, just be humble in your heart." From now on, all your people will be deployed by us. She

spoke politely.

Because the other Adepts didn't bother to speak at all.

Different from the cultivation system in the East, the pyramid country and the camel side all rely on the bloodline of the ancient gods to awaken all kinds of strange abilities, which are somewhat similar to the third brother, the awakened people claim to be gods, many of them disdain to talk to mortals, and serious ones are not even allowed to look at each other.

Some of them directly began to recruit disciples, forming their own faction.

In the face of the mask girl's request, the bald boss had no intention of resisting and handed over the command.

It's just that he still has a heart: "If you have any orders, just tell me, and promise to obey the command." "

He intends to be an intermediary messenger, so as not to be completely deprived of military power and become a loner.

The Facebook Girl knew everything about his careful thinking, but she didn't object, but readily agreed.

This kind of person licks blood all day long, has done too many bad things, is suspicious, and if there is no one around him, he is afraid that he will collapse immediately.

Although the two sides are not cooperative now, and the gods do not need to cooperate with mortals, after all, they still need his power, and it is not beneficial to persecute too hard.

Anyway, it doesn't take much energy to deal with those two little oriental girls.

"Okay, let all your people disperse, and in this area, dig up the sand by all means, and find an ancient ruin with an oriental style.

She said lightly to the bald head.

This is also the real purpose of a few Strangers bringing so many mortals.

Of course, the bald man agreed, but he quickly prompted, "What about the two women?"

They had directly reimbursed a convoy of their own heavily armed troops, and listening to the conversation on the walkie-talkie in the car, they might still be wandering around.

If that's the case, I'm afraid the excavation operation will be very dangerous, right?"

"Hmph, just do your own thing,

you don't have to worry about the rest. In less than half an hour, they will have their hands and feet cut off and thrown in front of you. The masked woman said as she gestured to her companion with dreadlocks.

"If you are a descendant of God, then I will wait for the good news!" The bald man looked at the pigtails in admiration, stepped forward, brushed his hands on the saddle and closed his eyes motionlessly, and even lowered his voice a little: "But don't let them become disabled... Listening to the information they sent back before, they are quite beautiful, and they should be able to sell for a lot of money..."

In the face of the mortal's request, the face girl did not refuse, but nodded generously, "Hmm, then turn them into idiots, their brains are stirred into a paste, your guests shouldn't mind,

right?"

Then I saw the dreadlocks slowly raise their arms and point to the southeast.

"Looks like I've found it," she sneered at the corner of her mouth, and was about to speak—

'bang-'

There was a dull explosion in her dreadlocked head, as if someone had thrown a firecracker into it.

Then his eyes were red, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he kept his posture pointing southeast, and slowly fell to the ground.