Chapter 234: Homicide

Lin Xiang did not have an exclusive guard like a big man. In his opinion, this is simply redundant. Nine stars are the highest class among parasites and the most powerful being. If someone can threaten him, then he must have a stronger power than this.

Aphra said that there is another kind of mutant in this world who is more advanced than parasites. However, even a huge organization like the Skeleton Knights, which has power in all corners of the world, has only three parasites.

Compared with the earth, Hidden Moon City is just a grain of dust that cannot be smaller. If it is not specifically targeted at yourself, the chance of encountering parasitics by chance in such places will be almost ignored.

Ying Jia hugged Lin Xiang's right arm tightly, and she looked like a little woman immersed in sweetness and happiness. She did not care about the surprises and strange eyes shot from the surrounding streets and houses, and felt the warmth and smell of her favorite and familiar body. She raised her head from time to time, as if she was in tune with her heart. At the same time, she also looked down at her man, showing a brilliant and charming smile.

The dark shadows hidden in the alleys followed them. Along the obstacles under the corners of the house, he quickly passed through dark alleys that were connected to each other. With his flexible movements, he could always run ahead and silently stare at the handsome and beautiful young men and women. He watched them walk past him without any awareness, watch them leave far away, and suddenly accelerated his pace and ran, rushing to the next alley at the fastest speed, repeating this kind of peeping that was useless and could not be exposed to the light.

His heart seemed to be bitten by a terrible poisonous snake, and it hurt so hard to control himself.

Ying Jia's skin showed the beauty of being mixed with white and light blush. Her delicate facial features were like a beautiful figure carved on white porcelain. With soft cotton boots, her slender and smooth legs released an amazing temptation, making it difficult for every male viewer to see her to hold on.

The shadow stared at her greedily, and his throat was swallowing wildly, feeling that he might suffocate at any time. He was wearing a black cover that could be turned up and covered his head. The light in the alley was very hidden, and he could not see his face clearly, but he could clearly hear the heavy breathing coming from his mouth and nose, and his teeth were closely intertwined, causing friction like a metal sharp object that slashed through the glass.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. They are wrapped in the cold, whistling across the streets, making heart-wrenching whimpers. They are hit by the dust sweeping high and hit the walls, making a "ding-ding-dinking" sound.

A grain of sand rushed into Ying Jia's eyes with great luck. She subconsciously shivered, hurriedly closed her itchy and sore eyelids, and at the same time reached out to rub her slightly opened eyes. Seeing this, Lin Xiang hurriedly brought her into his arms and pulled her to a corner next to her sheltering wind. She gently plucked her swelling eyelids with her fingers, and blew away the flaws that were already soaked in tears on the crystal clear eyes.

Feeling the relaxed and refreshing eyes returning to their original ease, Ying Jia smiled and reached behind Lin Xiang with a cold red hand, and then hugged it tightly, for fear that the man in his arms would suddenly leave or be lost. At the same time, he raised his head, raised his rosy lips, and approached the soft object with slightly short beards that had been kissed countless times, with hard lines.

"This is outside, and there will be a lot of people seeing it."

Lin Xiang hesitated a little, leaned down and whispered softly in front of her ear.

"I just want everyone to see it and everyone to know that I am your woman."

Immersed in love, Ying Jia is wild and bold, elegant without losing her wildness, and has a fragrance like orchid musk in her breath.

This has nothing to do with morality, it is just the most direct and thorough release of inner emotions.

The dark shadow hidden in the darkness instantly widened his eyes, and dense bloodshots rose rapidly from the edge of the eye socket, quickly occupying the white part of the eyeball from all directions, like a sharp spike, deep and hard poking, cutting the complete lens into countless fragments that are not connected.

"No, you, you can't do this - you are mine, you are mine -"

He was roaring like a trapped beast falling into a trap, his hoarse voice sounded like a corrupt witch vulture in the wilderness, his teeth were getting tighter and tighter, and the white glaze surface was covered with bright red liquid slowly flowing down the edge of the gum. He wanted to rush out, grab Lin Xiang, who was tightly held by Ying Jia, and tear the damn evil man to pieces. But he didn't dare to do this - the identity of that man was too noble. The city lord could live and die. In front of him, he was nothing.

The only thing I can do is to hide my body, hide in the hidden corner, and stare at them with resentful eyes. Looking at the two enviable men and women who are immersed in love, embracing each other, stimulating their heart that could jump out of their chests at any time, breaking out like red glass in the crisp cracking sound, exploded.

Ying Jia and Lin Xiang were unaware of the peepers around him. There were too many citizens in Yinyue City, and Lin Xiang could not identify each person one by one. Even if he had the ability to detect through consciousness, he could not quickly determine the hundreds of targets within the detection range in a few seconds.

What's more, Black Shadow is just an ordinary person who has no evolution or strengthening ability, and is as ordinary as ordinary.

The two lips finally collided slowly and were closely linked together under the complex psychological urging of anxiety and expectation.

The two lines could clearly feel the warm tears, and they also instantly slid off the dark face.

"Please...you can't be so cruel. You are mine...you, how can you be held in your arms by others? Become his toy? He doesn't love you at all, and he is not worthy of you at all. Although I don't have his noble identity and rich property,...but...but...but, I can give you my heart, the most loyal and passionate heart-"

His body was trembling involuntarily, and his fingers pressed against the wall were deeply nailed to the surface like a steel chisel. The severe heartache and strong thinking of his brain almost caused the whole person to fall on the edge of madness. He did not dare to shout and could not move. He could only grab the wall with his ten fingers, leaving shocking red blood marks on the surface of the hard stones.

The nails were completely rolled up, and the muscles that had lost the protection of the surface cuticle were bleeding. He could not feel the pain at all. The pain deep in his heart had replaced everything and became the only master who dominated the mind and body. Unfortunately, except for clamoring in his heart and crushing and tearing Lin Xiang to pieces with his invisible giant hands in his fantasy, he could do nothing and could do nothing.

The wind stopped.

Releasing her sticky lips, Ying Jia leaned her head weakly in Lin Xiang's arms. If possible, she was willing to keep this kissing move every minute and every second. However, she was also afraid of suffocation, and afraid that death would end her hard-won short-term happiness.

"It's almost done, it's time for us to leave." Lin Xiang carefully pushed away her soft hair and whispered lovingly.

Lin Xiang looked around like a thief, and his panicked face was instantly replaced by pretending to be normal. I have to admit that it is indeed very exciting to do this in such an occasion.

The two people's bodies seemed like stiff sculptures. After several minutes, they returned to their softness. Under the state of close embracing, they reluctantly changed into independent states.

The black shadow hidden in the alley no longer roared. To be precise, he had been completely ruled by despair and hatred. Apart from glaring at the focus of his eyes with his red eyes, he could only become weak and cry silently.

"Do you know? You're naughty-"

Holding Ying Jia's smooth hand again, Lin Xiang circled his fingers, and then shaved her nose severely.

"Aren't you the same?"

Ying Jia stuck out his tongue cutely, then burst out with a refreshing laugh, dragging Lin Xiang's hand, caught him off guard and suddenly pulled him into the distance.

The dark shadows in the alley stood silently in place, not continuing to follow, as if they were a lifeless, cold and hard fossil.

The howling wind once again swept down from the air, sweeping into the narrow alley, making a howl like a beast. It rolled up dust, scraped off the loose sand on the walls, and blew away the black shadows to cover the face, revealing a face tortured by pain and despair, twisted so much that it could not be clear about its original appearance, leaving only deep hatred, jealousy, hatred, revenge, ruled by strong possessive desire, young, but already replaced by terrible and ugly.

...

Whether refugees or citizens, they will find some old-time relics from the wilderness. They may be a intact porcelain bowl, a rag doll with broken feet and broken hands, or a watch that is burned by flames, with only half of the pan shell left, and barely left with pointers... In short, in every settlement grocery market, all kinds of old-time objects can be seen. People usually use them as exchanges, fully tap the value they may use, and also bring themselves a few meals to eat.

The purpose of shopping is not just to kill time.

Lin Xiang wanted to see what could be bought as a gift. Although he was familiar with Wang Biao, it was the first time he took Ying Jia to someone else's house as a guest. He had decided to treat this copycat girl who was only two years old and was actually physically aged as his wife. No one could stop him, but before that, they must know.

...

When he pushed open the door of Wang Biao's house with an enamel porcelain vase in his arms, Land Walker was wearing a black coat as usual and used a sharp scalpel to cut the bandage wrapped around Wang Biao's shoulders. The whole room was filled with a faint smell of potion.

The parasite's body is different from that of ordinary people, and its cell division level and recovery ability are much stronger. In the last operation, Rand Walker had re-stitched the broken bones for Wang Biao. Thanks to the patient's strong physiological functions and regenerative power, the serious injury that was enough to cause disability on ordinary people has been healed, leaving only a huge scar that continued from the shoulders and neck down until it was above the chest and abdomen, which clearly shows how terrifying the damage the owner of the body had encountered.

Women are probably born with common interests and hobbies. No one can match them up. After a few simple words of communication, Ying Jia and Nina's goal has turned to the kitchen. The difference in age and identity will never become a barrier at this time. Because their own different men all want to prove their value more important than others in the appropriate place and in the appropriate way.

Lin Xiang stood behind Rand Walker with his hands behind his back, observing every move carefully.

"Thank you, the doctor, I've recovered completely. I can't imagine that the wound healed so quickly. I originally thought I would have to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. Thank you! Thank you-"

The burly Wang Biao held Rand Walker's hand tightly, and his face was full of surprise and shaking. The sound was deafening like thunder. The inflated muscles bulged high from the naked shoulders and back, especially the upper end of the arms, the surface of the bulging muscles, and even covered with thick blood vessels with tangled roots.

Rand Walker, who was pale, finally retracted his hand. He kneaded the painful part of the grip in displeasure and looked at the other person unhappily: "You are very strong... If you don't want the condition to go back, it's best not to do more violent actions in the near future."

“You are right—”

Wang Biao reached out and patted his shoulder intimately, and turned around and laughed loudly in the direction of the kitchen: "Nina, make more delicious food and let the doctor see your skills with us. I told them that you are the best wife and cook in the city, and you should prove this-"

...

When night fell, the long striped table surrounded by candlelight was filled with a sumptuous dinner.

Yinyue City has very sufficient grain reserves. With Wang Biao's identity, he can naturally get more food share than ordinary people. But this is just about quantity. As for variety... to put it bluntly, there are only a few more limited food items than the daily catering of wilderness refugees.

Stew the double-headed steak ribs that are crispy until they are free of bones, and add a shrub that can release the aroma of stems and leaves.

Dig up the newly sprouted purple cauliflower from outside the city, wash and chop, add the eggs and stir evenly, and spread it into a thick and tender egg cake over low heat.

Cut the marinated smoked legs into thin slices and fry them in oil to bright brown, yellow and red colors, just look at them and feel very appetizing.

Finally, the bamboo basket was filled with flat cornbread, and fresh corn porridge was served on the table. The tender yellow porridge juice exuded a steaming heat, and there was a strong buttery aroma that was salivating.

"How can you not have wine at this time?"

Wang Biao was already wearing a wide gray cloth cotton robe. He was holding a bottle of exquisitely packaged whiskey in his hand and walked out of the basement excitedly. Nina smiled and untied the apron tied around her neck, took out four exquisite glasses from the closet, and placed them one by one on the table in the order of each seat.

Lin Xiang held Ying Jia's hand that came out from under the table, feeling the faint coolness and smoothness coming from the surface of his skin, and his face was also smiling, but his eyes were always focused on Rand Walker.

He always knew that there was such a person in the city. This was also the first time they met each other.

He also clearly remembered that when Liujin City captured the rebel stronghold of Wang Yi, several prisoners once said that the doctor who made that kind of corpse weapon was also called Rand Walker.

The man in front of him is tall but not strong, with a thin face, maintaining a completely different cleanliness from the wilderness refugees. His green eyes emitted wisdom and shrewd eyes from time to time. His thin lips closed slightly, and he kept a faint, very comfortable smile at any time.

He doesn't look like a bad guy.

He seemed to be paying attention to himself, and the light in his eyes always glanced in the direction where Lin Xiang was intentionally or unintentionally.

"Doctor, I should first give you a cup, for your health and for your superb medical skills-"

Wang Biao laughed and poured wine into the cup in front of Rand Walker, and moved the plate with fried meat in that direction.

Rand Walker didn't touch anything on the table. He put away the smile on his face, clasped his hands together and fists, slowly raised them to the tip of his nose, lowered his head, and remained silent for a moment, and said slowly in an extremely pious voice: "Thank you for the Lord, for giving us food. Amen—"

Everyone's eyes were focused on him. The noisy atmosphere suddenly stopped.

Seeing something strange around him, Rand Walker raised his head again, reached out to pick up a piece of bread from the vine basket, pulled it off a little, dipped it in the porridge in front of him, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. At the same time, he turned his eyes to Nina sitting on the side, and nodded with a smile: "The taste is really good, I like it very much."

"So, should we have a drink now?" Wang Biao raised the wine glass that he had already put down again.

Rand Walker raised the cup in front of him, and did not respond to Wang Biao, but pointed to Lin Xiang sitting next to him, saying: "As a friend, you should advise him to drink less alcoholic beverages, which will be very helpful for his wound recovery."

"You are no longer a doctor if you can sit in this room at this time."

Lin Xiang looked at him coldly, and in an instant, a cunning smile suddenly appeared on his tense face: "Maybe, we can become friends."

"You're right, I can also supervise him, and everyone here has this power."

Rand Walker wisely understood the hidden meaning in his words, and suddenly realized and laughed.

"Hahahaha! We have had this cup together."

Wang Biao's heroic voice once again became the protagonist in the room: "For health."

"For the child." Nina's gentle eyes kept following him.

"For our city." Lin Xiang said a pun.

"For those who are still alive, and those who are already dead." Rand Walker's words are very consistent with his identity.
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