Dragon Hermit

Xia Yan was deep in thought when he suddenly heard a timid voice. Although he didn't understand it, he immediately understood the meaning of the voice even though he didn't understand the language.

This is teasing me!

Looking back, I saw the two women staying far away, for fear that the remains of Cain would kill them as a threat. But they were checking each other's bodies. After all, they had been tied up for a long time, so it was appropriate to see if there were any injuries.

But you just look at the injury. Why is the posture so ambiguous? What's the matter with the voice being so ecstatic? Okay, although they are all moans, does the moan of pain in the wound need to be so full of twists and turns, a shallow singing and a low moan?

Moreover, the two of them had washed their faces. Well, they looked very good-looking... No, they were very good-looking. That was wrong, they should have looked better than celebrity models. This kind of woman can be described as "beautiful". On earth, with these two faces alone, she can become a singer without singing skills, and a star without acting skills. If she goes to live broadcast, she will definitely attract the attention of countless wealthy people. .

After thinking about it for a moment, Xia Yan understood what the two women were doing. Yes, they were teasing him. But thinking that these two women did this to save their lives, he felt a little sympathetic. However, because of the language barrier, he had no intention of comforting them. He raised his index finger to his mouth, and the two women immediately fell silent, not daring to make any more noise.

The two women were uneasy, but Xia Yan continued to think. After a long time, his eyes lit up and he had a new idea, and then the third experiment began.

While Xia Yan was concentrating on experiments in Hell, Director Evans was facing a formidable enemy on Earth. He frowned and stood silently in front of the most advanced holographic image in the world.

"Director, there is no news about the thief or the others yet!" said Diana, standing behind him.

"Keep in touch," Evans said.

"Evans, this is not normal. We just talked to them three hours ago. If nothing else happens, they should be back by now." Diana said worriedly.

"The thief, Carl and the gunman are all on the plane. Even if they encounter any situation, with their abilities, they can definitely send back the message. There is no way that there will be no news suddenly. There must be something wrong!" Diana continued.

"Is it related to the phone call Tiehu made?" Evans thought.

"Did the sanitation team take action?" Diana asked.

"No, it won't be the sanitation team. They can't catch up with the Hummingbird fighter." Evans shook his head, "And if the sanitation team wants to take action, Tiehu won't call me...Diana, what are you doing to the thief?" What do you think of the footage that was sent back?"

"That monster? It's very powerful, but it's dead." Diana said.

"The thief just happened to pass by and didn't take any pictures of the whole battle. He only recorded the last minute. We don't know enough about the monster. What if something went wrong when he got the box of monster remains?" Tiehu frowned. Tighter.

"No way, the wreckage is well placed and it is unlikely to be leaked." Diana said, although she said it was impossible, there was still a worried look on her face.

"Director, there's a situation!" An agent suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Say!" Evans raised his eyebrows and said urgently.

"A farmer in eastern state A called 911, claiming that an aircraft crashed in his cornfield. In addition, more than a dozen local people called the police and claimed to have witnessed the aircraft crashing. According to their descriptions, the crashed aircraft was suspected to be a Hummingbird fighter jet!" The agent reported the situation clearly, and the surrounding agents temporarily stopped what they were doing and looked at Evans.

"Damn it!" Evans gritted his teeth and asked loudly, "How long will it take for us to get there?"

"Twenty-five minutes!" Someone answered immediately.

"Get there as fast as you can!" Evans ordered loudly.

The huge sky carrier drew a graceful arc in the sky and flew at full speed towards the eastern United States.

Old John stood in his cornfield with the wreckage of an aircraft in front of him. He had never seen an aircraft like this before. He felt that this should be the latest fighter jet that had not been exposed yet. It could not be from aliens. The spaceship. htK

"If it really is an alien spacecraft, maybe I can see a little boy with a body of steel, haha!" Old John was not worried at all about his own large tracts of corn being destroyed. The food was not worth much. Money, besides, the government will definitely compensate for all losses, and I can still make a fortune.

"Is there someone inside?" Through the broken glass, Old John saw a little bit of what was going on inside the aircraft. He saw human limbs.

"Maybe he's still alive. I have to go and see." Old John ran to the side of the aircraft and looked in. He saw that the pilot's neck was broken and he was dead. There were three people in tight-fitting uniforms in the cabin, all of whom were restrained by seat belts. Tied to the seat, head drooped, life or death unknown.

Old John got in through the opened hatch, looked at the three people next to each other, and shook his head. These three people were also dead. This was an air crash with no survivors.

"What is this?" Old John stepped on something and almost fell. When he looked down, he saw a deformed metal container with a metal box next to it. There were also some metal containers scattered in the cabin.

He curiously picked up the container at his feet and looked inside, but there was nothing inside.

Old John had participated in the war and experienced many death scenes in his life, but he still felt uncomfortable in a plane with four dead people and wanted to exit. As for these four corpses, they should be left to the CIA, FBI or other agencies to deal with them. That is their job.

He carefully bent back and passed a seat near the hatch. He glanced at the body on the seat. Just this glance immediately caused his blood pressure to soar, and he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

I saw the corpse on the seat slowly raising its head. Its eyes were open, but both eyeballs were blood red, and no other colors could be seen at all.

The corpse comes to life!

Old John was very confident in his judgment. This was definitely a corpse without any signs of life. It should not have come back to life. Now that it has been resurrected, it is a terrifying thing!

"Roar!" The resurrected corpse suddenly opened its mouth and let out a hoarse roar. Its mouth was also bloody red.

Old John shuddered. The teeth of this corpse were very sharp and did not look like human teeth at all.

This is a monster!

Old John woke up from the shock and tried to escape by holding the hatch door open, but at this moment, the corpse grabbed his arm with so much force that the pain in Old John's thick arm was almost unbearable. to be broken.

Old John struggled desperately, but couldn't get away at all. The corpse pulled him over, lowered his head and bit his neck hard, breaking his neck bones with a "click".

Before losing consciousness, Old John was horrified to see that the other three corpses were also moving.