Desharow Merman

Chapter 47

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"Desaro, you really are not dead."

Rhine took off his helmet, and I found that his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was facing a state of mental breakdown. His hand actually touched my cheek directly, as if he didn't use this hand to push me off the boat.

"Damn it, you hypocrite!"

In an instant, I felt furious and exploded. Regardless of the gun behind me, I punched Rhine in the face, hitting him directly to the ground. I pounced on him and waved my fists and feet, but he didn't even try to avoid it. After being hit hard a few times, he suddenly turned over and suppressed me, and quickly pulled me up from the ground, holding the gun. Point to my forehead.

"I'm sorry, Desaro. As long as you obediently follow our team, I will never let anything happen to you again." I heard him whisper, in a negotiating tone, and his voice was hoarse.

I snorted and spat out the dust in my mouth: "I don't blame you, you are just performing your mission. I just beat up the mentor who was full of lies, not you now. However, we are not fellow travelers, Rhine. I can't ask for anything, just look at the situation here."

As I said that, I looked around at the guns pointing at each other on Rafal's side and the armed men behind Rhine, and then subconsciously looked into the dark shadow of the tree, where Agares was quietly dormant just now, He was obviously waiting for an opportunity, but he didn't know if they noticed it.

Shakal sneered, "Sorry, I don't think so. Because of the little scholar, we are not holding you hostage, we only want you—because of the relationship, the efficient members of our team are about to become mad dogs." She leaned closer My ears, whispering, "And it seems, you are the best bait irreplaceable, do you think I didn't find the male merman who followed us from the boat? It seems that it hasn't tasted enough of your ass in the laboratory What a taste!"

Shakal's voice hit my eardrums like an electric shock, and the strong sense of humiliation made me blush: "You stinky bitch, shut your mouth! Uh..."

Before I finished speaking, her slender and strong fingers stuck to my neck, and those sharp fingers almost pinched into my flesh. I saw Rhine's face suddenly change color: "Colonel Shaqalla!"

"Hurry up and kill that male mermaid! I'll take care of this side!" He said sharply in his ear.

Rhine looked at me hesitantly for a second, immediately pulled out two guns and shot in the direction of Agares. They turned out to be two Thompson submachine guns! Suddenly, the smoke filled the air, and several bullets spewed out from the muzzle of the gun with amazing flames. I subconsciously looked over there and shouted, "Agares!"

However, my voice was immediately overwhelmed by the sound of rounds of bullets around me, and clusters of yellow gunpowder smoke filled with a strong smell of gunpowder rose from everywhere I could see. In an instant, gunshots flew wildly, and I heard Rafael growl. , mixed with Eva's exclamation, I realized that someone was ambushing and shooting from a distance, and it was Shakara's people!

"No! Raphael, Eva!"

I stared at the fuzzy figure swaying in the gunpowder smoke, and struggled with my eyes tearing apart. Shakal grabbed my neck, wrapped me around with her flexible body like a spider's silk, and pressed me to the ground, while I Then I kicked my legs desperately and pushed her lower abdomen with my knees. At this time, I can't care about pity. This woman is simply a vicious witch. She wants to kill my friend! She choked me almost to suffocation, but it seemed to stimulate the potential of people dying. I tried my best to resist her suppression. After all, I am 1.8 meters tall and have the strength of a man. It is not a woman who can exert force. can live. Taking advantage of the moment when Shakaral's wrist was slightly relaxed, I snatched the gun from her hand, groped to get up, gave her the butt of the gun, and ran away.

I grabbed the gun and looked around but felt extremely confused and confused—darkness, smoke, and gunshots mixed together like a pot of boiling soup, completely blinding my visual senses, and I couldn't even tell where our people were. I didn't know where Agares was going, so I immediately squatted down to prevent myself from being shot, and shouted at the top of my lungs: "Rafal, Eva, where are you?"

However, the only response to me was the intertwined sound of bullets and bullets, and no discernible shouts were heard.

My nerves were jumping like a rubber band being pulled violently, and my breath was clenched in my throat. I didn't believe that Rafael and Eva were dead, but this kind of worry had completely disappeared from my whole body. Panicked, I looked around dizzily, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure in the smoke, but before I could distinguish who it was, I suddenly felt a pain in my chest, as if a hot magma burst from my breastbone After passing through, my breathing suddenly froze.

The moment a contemptuous and misty sneer sounded, my body fell backwards uncontrollably, and my eyes were thrown to the sky. At that moment, the rhythm of time seemed to slow down by many beats. I saw the fallen leaves falling from midair very slowly, The smoke spread like a tangible cloud, and red liquid splashed into the air—I guessed it was the vanished form of my life, and my blood.

However, I didn't feel any pain, I just saw the dark sky above my head, and it just collapsed towards me.

In the boundless darkness, I felt my body floating in mid-air, and seemed to be rising and falling with the waves. I couldn't open my heavy eyelids, but I still saw a glimmer of light, so I struggled and rushed towards that direction, like a As desperate as a moth.

I fell downwards, and the surrounding gradually ceased to be a piece of darkness, and slowly turned into a white room. I saw some doctors in white coats surrounding me, and then I saw many immature faces. I seemed to see the young Da Vinci, Rafael, and Eva like a little princess. Their unformed facial contours have traces that the years cannot hide, and I believe that is them.

I opened my mouth to make a call, but my arms were suddenly grabbed by a pair of cold hands wearing rubber gloves. A very bright light shone on my face, making me instinctively want to close my eyes, but my eyelids were forcibly pulled open. A strange figure bent down, approached my face, carefully stared at my pupils, and said word by word: "Pretty little guy, it seems that only your physique is the most suitable. It's really... an excellent bait .”

What's the meaning

A huge panic suddenly rose in my heart, I couldn't help but staggered back, and fell into a wet and sticky thing suddenly. I look down. It was a shocking pool of blood, I turned my head to look, and saw several people overlapped together in a bloody mess, their familiar faces were turned upside down to me, and their eyes were wide open.

"Ah-ah!"

I hugged my head and let out a hiss that didn't sound like a human voice. I broke through the nightmare all of a sudden, and everything in front of me turned into darkness, with only a faint light shining through the slits in my eyes. I was gasping for breath, my chest tight. I struggled to open my eyelids, but immediately another not-so-soft thing covered my eyelids, and I couldn't help but startled me again.

I raised my hand subconsciously and groped for something on my face. It was a hand, to be precise, a webbed claw.

It's Agares!

I immediately sat up, but felt a sharp pain in my chest. After my back was firmly supported, the hands on my face were slowly withdrawn. I blinked my eyes and gradually got used to the light that was not too harsh in front of me. The outline of Agares became clear in my sight. The extreme panic eased a little, but I immediately recalled what happened before I passed out. I grabbed Agares' shoulders with trembling hands and asked hoarsely, "Did you see Rafael and Eva?" ? The two people with me, a man and a woman!"

Agares was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head: "No..."

My chest hurts more and more. I coughed violently, the nightmare was fading from my memory quickly, I couldn't remember what I dreamed, but the only thing that couldn't get out was the faces of Rafael and Eva covered in blood, I couldn't believe this It was a terrible prophetic dream, but the scene in the dream was so real, as if the past and the future were spliced together seamlessly. And the situation where no one responded to me in the smoke is still vivid, as if implying that everything is a foregone conclusion for me. Just imagine the tragic death of a friend with whom I had a deep friendship, and the heart-piercing pain is enough to torture me to death.

"They won't die... they won't die, we swore by the fire not long ago..."

I put my fists against my eyes, trying to press down the wet and painful eyelids, talking to myself to persuade myself. At this time, Agares's webbed claws were pressing on the back of my head, making my weak body lean against his chest, rubbing my hair like stroking a child, and his powerful and steady heartbeat hit my chest On the eardrums, it seemed to have some kind of hypnotic effect, which made me suddenly freed from the extremely depressed state.

I wrapped my arms around his broad and strong back, gritted my teeth, and tried my best to hold back the choked up voice, tears streaming down his chest soundlessly.

Agares tightened the webbed claws holding my back, his face was still gloomy, but his eyes were gentle. He suddenly lowered his head and wiped under my eyelids with his tongue. I subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but was gently held by his webbed claws. He licked my cheek very gently, wiping away every tear. , as if silently comforting me in this special way, just like a parent, this made me suddenly feel ashamed of exposing my fragility to others, my self-esteem suddenly stirred up, and I felt uncomfortable all over—

Due to my father's admonition, I am particularly reluctant to cry in front of others, and to be comforted by others after crying, especially at this moment when I am facing this evil mermaid who has violated me many times.

"Stop, stay away from me!" With some strength, I pushed Agares away, and he raised his head, as if he was a little confused by my sudden emotional change, he frowned, The narrow and deep eyes stared at me like a scrutiny. This kind of eyes made me feel that I was an ungrateful child, while he was an elder who was quite helpless to me.

I'm a little emboldened. Because in fact it was Agares who saved my life, and I was subconsciously relying on him. But it's an emotion that I don't want to admit at all, and I don't want to conform to.

I swallowed dryly, stared at him weakly, and warned in a rough voice: "Don't think you can sneak in, let me go, I'm going to find Rafael and the others!"

As I said that, I stretched my arms and wanted to turn over, but just as I got up, my chest hurt like being hit by a hammer: "Damn..."

I let out a cry of pain, and my hands were suddenly clenched by webbed claws.

I raised my eyelids, and saw the thin lips in front of me tightened, revealing a little anger. The next moment my lips softened, and they were sealed tightly by his lips. This kiss cannot be called a kiss at all. He kissed so deeply and fiercely that it was as ferocious as if he wanted to suck and swallow my lips. His fangs scraped my gums with obvious punishment, and his tongue It protruded over and chased the tip of my tongue, and then sucked it and rolled it heavily, making it impossible for me to close my jaw, allowing the body fluid to flow down the corner of my mouth.

At this time, the webbed claws on the back touched my tailbone and began to tear my pants. The fish tail twisted roughly and savagely, trying to separate my legs, and the bulging underside pressed against my crotch .

I hummed in shame and anger, and desperately resisted Agares' attack with my knees. I couldn't help but regret that I had angered him just now, but I didn't have the strength to struggle at all, so I had to bite his lip in desperation. I bit down extremely hard, and I tasted his bloody taste in my mouth at once, but I didn't relax my teeth, and continued to bite a few bites on his tongue to express my resistance at this time.

And Agares' claws tearing my pants really stopped suddenly. I couldn't help but froze there, and let him linger between my lips and teeth for a while, then propped myself up and half sat up, narrowing my eyes and looking at my expression tentatively, as if I was just trying to scare me.

I have to say he succeeded. I felt like I was curled up under him like a lamb being strangled, and I didn't dare to do anything wrong. Still trembling a little, of course, tossed by the pain in his chest.

Agares lowered his eyelids, gently pressed his webbed claws near my wound, motioning for me to look.

I looked down at my chest, there was definitely a bullet there, it must have been that damned woman in Sakala that hit me.

Hell, should I be glad she didn't break my heart!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help touching my heart. The bullet hole had already been scabbed and covered with a translucent film. Agares had obviously licked it, but this gunshot wound did not heal quickly like other wounds. I figured my bones were damaged too, probably a piece was shattered, otherwise I wouldn't feel pain when I moved my arm.

Damn it, I hope it can grow up quickly, otherwise I won't have the strength to leave Agares' lair at all. I looked around subconsciously, and the cave seemed to be hanging on the cliff, and it was not high. I can see the sea from the opening on the right, and the moonlight leaks in through the shadows of the trees and sprinkles on the rocks, mottled.

I thought to myself that this place is well ventilated and well lit. Although it is not as good as a house, it is still a good place to live. It is better to recuperate here first, and then go out to find Rafal and the others when Agares is away.

My chest felt tight for a while, and I quickly forced myself not to recall their appearance in the nightmare. I believe they are not dead. I clenched my fists and just...

Is it necessary to be alone with Agares during this time

I looked at Agares with complicated emotions, and he was staring at me thoughtfully, as if he had seen through my little thoughts.