Chapter 1283

"Release the anger in your heart!"

A voice that seems to be wild beast roar came from Rama Mujam's ear, and faced this Strange situation. Rama Mujam struggled and raised his head immediately.

He is looking for the source of this sound, because he is sure that the agents who are extorting a confession to oneself are not at all making such a sound. This voice came so close, it seemed to be squeezed out of own's throat. But does oneself make such a sound? Rama Mujam already had an answer in his heart, and this answer made him suddenly feel even more weird and horrified.

"Who is it, who is talking!"

as the saying goes Don't do bad things in your life, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Rama Mujam is obviously contrary to this statement. He has done too many wrongdoings, whether it is to slaughter his teammates or kill civilians in Mumbai. Everything can be said to be evil and condemned by God. He himself understands this, so when such a supernatural event appeared next to him, he immediately jumped in shock.

In this case, he doesn't even care about the punishment that will be imposed on oneself. Instead, he shouted so loudly at the surrounding air.

And his yelling also scared the agents. They thought that oneself had been found, so they immediately turned their guns behind the owner. But when they found that there was nothing there, a teased irritation immediately flooded their hearts.

"Shut up his mouth and don't let him continue to talk such silly nonsense. Procrastination? How much time do you think you can procrastinate!"

The lead agent is so angry He said to Rama Mujam, but at this moment Rama Mujam didn't care about everything he said. He has already put all the attention of oneself on the voice beside his own ear. And that voice said to him now.

"Release the anger in your heart, release your tyranny and ferocity! Look at these people around you, they have already regarded you as prey, they want to tear your flesh and blood, bite Break your bones and devour your internal organs. No matter how indifferent you are, you can only be swallowed up a little bit by them. Do you want to be like that? You want to be killed by them, and then take what belongs to you Everything? Tell me the answer, Ramammujam Sen! Tell me, what do you plan to do!"

"What do you want me to do?" Gagged, Rammujam Mu could barely make a whimper from his own throat. And such a voice not at all makes the existence lurking beside him confuse his meaning. He let out a horrible hoarse laugh, and then said to Rama Mujam word by word.

"I want you to let go of you yourself, I want you to let go of the restrictions on oneself, anger, and bestiality. Put aside those unnecessary rationality, and give your body to your instinct. Only. In this way, you can save yourself. Only in this way can you take back everything that belongs to your own from these guys with your own hands. Come on, Rama Mujam, do as I say. At this time, you also More choices?"

This weird request not at all made Rama Mujam any heartbeat, but made him even more fearful in his heart. Because of such a request, it really doesn't seem to be something that good people would propose. And if oneself doesn't care about anything and does what he says, then it is likely that oneself will be reduced to a very terrifying situation.

So, even if the agents had begun to cause him great pain, he was already continuously screaming and roaring. But he still didn't do what the voice said. Even at this time, he struggled to question that voice.

"What exactly are you damned thing? What do you want from me?"

"Are you also in the mood to care about this problem? Look at your side, Look at what they have done to you. You are so indifferent to them and so caress about me? Very good, in this case. Then you will slowly taste the pain of Earth Grade. If you are in their hands, you If you can behave as resolutely to me, I will tell you what my identity is!"

Said jokingly, the voice has slowly subsided. At this time, Ramammujam immediately felt the terrifying pain from oneself. His knuckles, his naked flesh and blood, were already cruelly twisted and cut by these agents. The agents are using professional methods to stimulate the nerves that fall within the body. And this irritating action is continuously bringing him painful torture.

At this time, Rama Mujam already felt that life was better than death. The pain that continuously came from his nerves already made him burst into tears. He can't control oneself's natural physical reaction, nor can he control oneself's inner despair and anger. Especially when the head of the agent looked at him as he was now, and said contemptuously and twisted his arm, this kind of despair and anger suddenly erupted like a volcano.

At this time, he was already ignorant of the consequences. Choosing between being tortured to death by these agents and falling into the hands of an unknown existence, he has chosen the latter desperately.

"Okay, just listen to you. Release your anger and animality. You want me to do this, I will do it! As long as you can make me stop all this, as long as you can make me deal with these damn things Bastard. No matter what it is, I will do what you say. Come on, let me see what you can do with me!"

I struggled and yelled this from my heart Sound, Rama Mujam has already let go of oneself's rational control. And just when he completely let go of control, bursts of rampant laughter have been continuously introduced into his ears.

"Yes, that's it, that's it. Let go of your mind and body and leave the rest to me. I can assure you that these people will pay for their actions , They must only have a dead end!"

Darkness flooded Rama Mujam’s sight like a tide, and flames swept his mind like a tsunami instantly. In a short period of time, Rama Mujam had completely lost control of his body, and replaced him with the black tight-fitting armor, which wriggled like life, turning him The whole person was surrounded.

An unexpected thing happened in front of all the agents. They watched as Rama Mujam, who was already unable to resist, suddenly seemed to be possessed by a divine force, and directly threw the two agents pressing on him out like sandbags. At the same time, a layer of gloomy black spread from his torso to all around like a stream of water.

It's something like ooze, obviously it should be a dead thing, but when it wriggles, it gives people the illusion of life. And in this particular squirming, the black ooze has quickly spread over Ramah Mujam's limbs and head, and completely wrapped his whole person.

This is a seemingly terrifying situation, because Rama Mujam, who is completely wrapped in black, can easily create the illusion that he is about to suffocate. However, suffocation and so on is impossible, because after this layer of slime wraps his head, it quickly becomes a breathable veil. While it became thin and light, it also gradually became abstract from the basis of the human head. It looked like a monster's head, showing hideous eyes and mouth.

Just looking at his appearance, he already has capital that makes people fearful. And his capital is far more than that. As the parts of the head turned into monsters, the wrapped hands and feet of Ramah Mujam turned into huge claws like wild beasts.

Because of at first's torture, Rama Mujam's fingers and arms are already twisted into strange angles. However, under this layer of black ooze, these injuries, which should have been very serious, were no longer troublesome problems.

Those fingers, those joints, under the tight ooze wrap and movement, soon made a sour crackle sound. They were completely corrected. Although the process inevitably was painful, in the end a satisfactory result was achieved.

In the face of such a result, Ramah Mujam, who has transformed into a monster, let out a beast-like cry, and then directly reached out and grabbed the one beside him who was acting because of his changes. The stunned agent.

The huge claws joined together, as if they had crushed an egg, and the agent's head was directly squeezed. And looking at the blood and brains flowing in oneself's palm, Rama Mujam, who had turned into a monster, let out a negative laugh, while sticking out his black snake-like tongue, pressing against these things. Licked.

"Human flesh and blood! I haven't tasted it for a while!"

I used my tongue to roll these things into my mouthpiece, and the monster made such a sound. And hearing this voice, all the agents seemed to be crazy, and they shot him desperately. Of course, this is not at all for what purpose.

Huang Chengcheng's bullet shot to his body, and stopped in front of the black skin as if it had lost kinetic energy. In the face of such a weak attack, the monster was already smiling low, and rushed at the agents like black lightning.

He is a natural hunter, who has gathered countless terrifying biological genes. Faced with a group of agents who are only ordinary persons in this capacity, the result is actually already doomed. Death, also destroyed. This is the only thing he can do, and the only thing he can do well. And now, he is already taking them, rushing!