Non-human Gene Complex

Lan Mu finally understood that Wang Jinghu was indeed a policeman, and his identity was not false.

However, Wang Jinghu is also a person named Boss Zhao, so he borrowed his trust in the police and tricked himself into their lair.

Boss Zhao is likely to be the owner of the villa, or even one of the behind-the-scenes bosses of the poaching gang.

At least the so-called relationship between the poachers in Fuzhou, they absolutely can't get away from Boss Zhao.

It's over...this time it's a fall.

Lan Mu put his hands in his pockets with no expression on his face, and turned on the phone recording. He has done this kind of thing a lot, and he can do it with his eyes closed.

Afterwards, he was indeed brought into the villa, and immediately saw a few acquaintances, all of whom were poachers he remembered when he was threatened with life and death.

Among them, Huang Sheng and the old hunter were among them, chatting with a middle-aged man in the main seat.

After seeing Lan Mu being brought in, several people stopped talking. Huang Sheng stared at Lan Mu coldly, and even reached out to touch his neck and ears.

Huang Sheng was bitten by Lan Mu and the leopard cat, and his ears were bitten off. At this time, he was wrapped in gauze, like a madman with bandages, which made him even more crazy and fierce.

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Lan Mu knew that it would be no good for him to fall into the hands of these people, and they would never let him go.

Although Lan Mu was afraid in his heart, he still remained calm and kept thinking of ways.

Boss Zhao, this is the reporter! The old hunter identified Lan Mu, making sure that he had not caught the wrong person.

Boss Zhao said with a smile: I've heard about the reputation of you group of people, how could it fall into his hands? I heard that he is just a small reporter from out of town.

He is not simple. He has survived in the wild for seven days in the fence mountain alone and without any long belongings. He was thrown from the mountainside by us at the beginning, and now he seems to be fine. The old hunter said.

Huang Sheng also interjected: That's right, what's even more strange is that the wild leopard didn't hurt him, but even helped him attack me!

Boss Zhao said: This little reporter can't go anywhere, you can ask slowly!

The leopard will be released in a few days, and Fanlishan will be watched very closely. It's a pity, I really want that leopard.

But just let it go! It's not very important, the most important thing is the white-haired lion!

Boss Zhao leaned forward, without hesitation Lan Mu said in the field: I checked, and no one in China raises this kind of white lion. You don't have to worry about it. Maybe that lion has no owner at all.

The old hunter said worriedly: It can't be wild. There can't be wild white lions in Fenli Mountain.

I don't care! I want to order the white lion! As for whether there is an owner, that's not what you care about!

These people spoke in front of Lan Mu, and the more Lan Mu listened, the more his heart sank. He knew that no matter what happened afterwards, he would never expect them to find out their conscience and let him go.

Take care of this reporter. Without him as a witness, your arrested people will be released soon. It is impossible to use two trucks and a few empty cages as evidence. I will find a lawyer to operate.

Bring him to the basement, I just want the result of the Baishi matter. After Boss Zhao finished speaking, he led the people out of the villa.

Lan Mu was taken aback, and secretly thought that Boss Zhao was very cautious. Even if this villa belonged to him, he probably wouldn't come here often. It was probably a place dedicated to doing some shady things.

Boss Zhao took half of the people with him when he left. Except for the eight poachers, only four of his strong men remained here.

As soon as they left, Huang Sheng threw himself at Lan Mu and kicked him to the ground.

Lan Mu showed pain on his face, but he didn't resist. Instead, he immediately put his hand in his pocket and turned off the phone directly.

Sure enough, the poachers dragged him to the garage, which had a door leading to the basement.

Huang Sheng searched his body roughly and took everything away from him. Seeing that his mobile phone was turned off, he didn't care, and threw it together with other odds and ends into an iron bucket in the garage.

Lan Mu went into the basement and saw that there were many earthen shotguns and some poachers' equipment. It was obvious that they had hidden the evidence here.

As long as it is exposed here, none of them can escape! And the evidence is convincing! Naturally, I don't have any worries, and I don't have to worry about them making trouble for me in the future.

But... I can't protect myself now!

He lowered his head and thought, when he was slapped suddenly, Huang Sheng tied him up with a rope, Lan Mu still had a gunshot wound on his arm, and being strangled by the rope was even more painful.

Lan Mu looked at Huang Sheng with resentment, and couldn't help but growl: Bastard, I shouldn't have let you go!

After Huang Sheng beat him again, he said, Don't let me go? Why can't you escape if I wasn't careless?

Lan Mu kept silent, pointing out that when he was still a white-haired lion, he should not have let them go when he dealt with those six poachers, at least he should have disabled them, so that when he turns back into a human body, there will be no later something happened.

Now it's too late to regret it, and it's useless to say anything, Lan Mu was desperately pressed by them, especially Huang Sheng, who was even more vicious, thinking of various ways to torture him, it seemed that the hatred in his heart wasn't so hard to get rid of.

The group of poachers asked nothing more than where is the white lion? Why wild leopards will help you and the like.

Lan Mu couldn't answer any of these questions. The white-haired lion was himself. How could he answer?

Therefore, his silence was regarded as tight-lipped, and he was soon tortured to death.

This group of people will not be merciful at all, and each attack is worse than the other. After all, in their eyes, Lan Mu is a person who will die sooner or later!

When Lan Mu was paralyzed and unconscious, the voice of being questioned kept ringing in his ears.

Where is the white lion? Where is the white lion? Where is the white lion?

Lan Mu's spirit was tortured to the limit, and finally roared: I'm a white-haired lion!

A flash of blood flashed in his trance consciousness, Lan Mu's eyes suddenly opened, and the cells all over his body began to boil, and then refurbished like dominoes, a kind of genetic transformation from the inside out began, and it ended in the blink of an eye.

He felt refreshed all over his body, the pain from continuous torment disappeared, and his strength surged up layer upon layer like waves.

The five senses were sharply strengthened, and even the sixth sense was released naturally, sensing all creatures in the entire villa area.

Those creatures, in his gaze through the wall, appeared as blood-colored figures, as if they were prey...

And the poachers who were pressing him in front of him were all dumbfounded at this moment, as if they had seen something incredible.

Lan Mu couldn't help taking a step forward, and instantly broke the rope on his body, and the familiar force flowed through his whole body.

That's how it feels! I... I've changed again? Lan Mu looked at himself, and sure enough, he turned into a white-haired lion again.

It's just that he is a little weak, and there is a small hole in his abdomen, which is the gunshot wound shot by the old hunter.

After the transformation, the injuries on the human body will be repaired, but the white lion's injuries will still remain the same as before I turned back into a human?

Lan Mu was thinking in a trance, when he was suddenly called back by a big movement.

It turned out that the poachers all started scrambling to escape, rushing to the door of the basement.

Among them, Huang Sheng ran faster than anyone else, with a frightened expression on his face.

Lan Mu gritted his teeth with hatred, rushed straight, knocked away everyone, and stopped in front of the gate.

The collision didn't hold back, and they were all bruised and fell to the ground, howling.

Lan Mu's terrifying beast body unfolded, his feet stood upright like an orc, his blood-colored pupils stared at them, and he spoke human words.

Aren't you looking for the white-haired lion?

I'm right in front of your eyes!

Without reservation, Lan Mu completely released the killing intent of this natural hunter for his prey.

And that group of poachers, like Ye Gong and his dragon, were so frightened that they collapsed!

The human being who was tortured just a second ago suddenly seemed to be in a dream, watching him turn into a white-haired lion.

He even walked upright, was extremely powerful, and even uttered words.

What the hell is this? monster?

Lan Mu looked at the poachers who were allowed to be slaughtered by him one by one, and finally gained an unprecedented sense of security. Compared with the past, he is better after transformation.

The strength far exceeds that of human beings, so that he at least has the ability to protect himself.

In this way, he has transformed into a white-haired lion twice, and has crawled back from the brink of death twice.

It turns out that I still have the ability to transform, but I thought that everything was over...

But it's good! It's a good feeling!

Lan Mu first grabbed Huang Sheng and lifted him up like a chicken.

Huang Sheng was so frightened that his legs trembled and he even cried, Monster! You are a monster!

A monster? Maybe... Maybe I really am a monster...

Seeing that he was still struggling, Lan Mu cut off Huang Sheng's arms with his sharp claws, and the blood poured down. The others went crazy and rushed to the corner of the basement one by one.

Huang Sheng wailed loudly, and it seemed that the severe pain aroused his hostility, and he said without fear, You're looking for death! I'll kill you! I will kill you! You're not a monster! You are Lan Mu! Is it you?

You are treated like a dead dog by Lao Tzu...

Pfft! Lan Mu stretched out only one finger, and that sharp claw pierced directly into Huang Sheng's heart without any resistance.

Huang Sheng, you hunted so many wild animals, did you ever think that a monster would hunt you down? You take pride in killing people, but did you ever think that one day you would be killed too?

Lan Mu pulled out his fingers and threw Huang Sheng's body down. His dying expression was still ferocious and full of resentment.

The other poachers looked at him in horror, but the old hunter seemed to calm down, suppressed his fear, and shouted, Don't be afraid! He's not a monster! Hitting him with a gun will hurt you too!

After finishing speaking, the old hunter picked up the shotgun in the basement and fired at him!

Lan Mu, who had just dropped Huang Sheng's body, was caught off guard by the shot, and with a muffled grunt, it hit his chest.

Seeing that the bullets were effective, the poachers picked up shotguns to shoot.

After a burst of shooting, the bullet smashed the door of the basement, but there was no sign of Lan Mu, as if he disappeared out of thin air.

Where did you go?

Suddenly disappeared!

It's really a monster! Run!

At this time, the iron gate was kicked open, and Boss Zhao's people who were staying in the villa rushed in, shouting angrily, What are you doing? Shooting indiscriminately!

But then he was also stupid, because he saw Huang Sheng lying on the ground in a pool of blood!

Here! What's going on?

The poachers ignored him, terrified by the sudden disappearance of Lan Mu, and rushed out of the basement at the speed of their lives, as if staying here for a second was dangerous.

Lan Mu watched them escape, but did not show up immediately.

He was shot just now, and the pain made him annoyed, but he still remained calm enough.

The first time to hide and dodge, this is not being hit by random guns.

None of these people should try to escape. The white-haired lion is a natural hunter. What he is best at is not hunting head-on, but staring at the prey from the dark, killing it with one blow, as if hunting!

The poachers ran out of the basement one by one, and the last person who fell was about to step out when suddenly a sharp claw pierced out from his chin, his spine shattered instantly, and he died on the spot.

Lan Mu's first hunting target was the last poacher who escaped from the basement. With one fatal blow, he shot instantly from the invisible state and pierced the back of the opponent's neck.

After finishing him off, Lan Mu had already automatically appeared because of the battle, but then immediately disappeared, and the flashing white animal shadow frightened the other poachers even more.

The poachers escaped from the basement with guns and immediately ran across the villa, heading straight for the yard.

The four left-behind Boss Zhao's people were unknown, so they had never seen a white-haired lion, so they thought this group of people were crazy!

What are you doing? Stop it! You can't just rush out like this!

Get out of the way! Don't block the way! The old hunter was really crazy, and pointed a gun at the four of them.

You're crazy! Boss Zhao knows it's no good for you! The four of them even took out their guns.

Hmph! Boss Zhao is useless here in person! Get out of the way!

The old hunter roared, he felt life-threatening every second.

When he discovered that the opponent would disappear, his instinct of hunting for many years immediately warned him.

He understands what this kind of monster means. The other party is a natural stalker. You don't know where he will pounce and kill you instantly. This invisible threat of death is the most frightening thing!

The old hunter is experienced, the more he knows, the more fearful he is! The more I feel the vitality is slim!

He looked around, but couldn't see any sign of the white lion, not only that, he couldn't even hear footsteps.

But his intuition told him that the other party was nearby! Even getting closer!

The death-like hunter kept approaching, but there was no sound of footsteps, but the sturdy white lion body was as silent as a night cat.

The invisible killer is the god of death.