Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 89 Gun. Parasitic Infector

Marta's hand holding the gun trembled.

"kill him?"

Want her to kill him again?She can't do it, what are you kidding?
Dai'er lowered her eyes, she stood up and patted the non-existent ash on her skirt, she showed a weird smile.

"Miss Betanfell, my brother's mind will gradually be obliterated over time, he will gradually become like a wolf, he will eventually forget who he is and who you are, and he will even use his sharp claws and fangs teeth against you."

"He will forget how to speak, he will only bite living creatures, and he will become an out-and-out monster after that, a monster that no one knows."

"Also, I will eat you alive."

Dai'er said indifferently, but it made Marta feel chills, and Marta unconsciously clenched the gun in her hand.

Del shrugged.

"The decision is up to you, and my warm reminder is, Ms. Betanfell, you'd better go to that ship to have a look first. If you violate the rules of the game, you will die miserably."

Marta felt that the "Emily" in front of her was very strange, and she felt that she almost didn't know Emily anymore.

"By the way, Miss Bethanfell, do you need me to remove the hook on your left arm for you? It won't be easy to heal the wound if it becomes infected later."

Dai'er involuntarily pulled Marta's left arm, and Marta suffered from pain.

Daier rummaged through the medicine box and found many anti-inflammatory and antiseptic potions, as well as a knife and tweezers, and began to remove the hook on Marta's left arm.

After a few minutes, Dai'er took out the hook, the part where the hook pierced into the flesh was already covered with blood, and then Dai'er skillfully bandaged the wound.

These actions are done in one go.

"I hope that Miss Bethanfell will be more careful next time, otherwise she may die without a whole body."

"Emily"

Marta frowned her pretty brows.

Although the hook was taken out, she felt that Emily's usual attitude should not be like this.

Dale shook her head, and pointed with a white-gloved finger to the top of the medicine chest: Emily Dale.

"I think it would be better for Miss Bethanfell to call me by my last name, Miss Dyer."

Marta searched for a fatal message in her mind.

Emily once introduced herself to the priest lady, it was Emily directly, not Emily Dale at all.

"You're not Emily, who are you?"

Marta used her movable right hand to hold the gun that Dale gave her three steps and two steps to protect the front of Nebu, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing at Daile's head.

Dai'er seemed a little disappointed with Marta's reaction speed, and said in a regretful tone.

"It's such a pity, Miss Betainfel, your reaction is really slow enough."

Before Dai'er finished speaking, a syringe appeared in her hand at some point. Her speed was astonishingly fast. Before Marta could react, Dai'er's syringe had already stuck into Marta's left arm middle.

With a light press, the liquid inside was injected into Marta's body.

Marta herself did not intend to press the trigger, so her right hand was released the moment her left arm was pierced, and the gun fell to the ground.

Marta's lips turned pale, and her face suddenly became pale and bloodless.

"What did you inject me with?"

Dai'er showed a harmless smile, and she raised her eyebrows.

"Of course it's a sedative, my Miss Betainfel, I just want you to calm down."

"However, I developed a particularly powerful sedative for Neb."

Dai'er looked at Nabu lying on the ground again, the deep pool in her crimson eyes finally stirred up waves.

There was surprise in her eyes.

"Miss Betanfell, I now solemnly invite you to come and watch the results of my experiment."

Marta always felt that there was no good medicine in Dai'er's gourd, but when her eyes followed Dai'er's.

Her whole body was shocked.

Nebu is awake!
Marta immediately backed away a few meters away.

Naib's original blue eyes had turned scarlet, and he was trying to stand up right now, but he still had some difficulties in the process of standing up.

His hands had turned into the sharp claws of a wolf, and his fangs had grown out, which could easily bite off a human's neck.

He looked down at his own hand in a little confusion, he seemed unable to accept his current appearance, his hand had become a wolf's claw, he touched the fur on his body again, it was very rough wolf fur.

His eyes widened, and then he noticed Dai'er, his scarlet eyes were filled with killing intent, and the killing intent of wolves had been implanted in Nebu's mind.

"Did you do it?"

He gritted his teeth and asked, violent emotions are the nature that can most stimulate the infected body hidden in Nebu's body.

"No, Mr. Neb, this is a favor I only offered for the sake of saving your life, your dear Miss Bethanfield."

As soon as Dai'er finished speaking, she pointed in the direction where Marta was. Nebu's figure was obviously taken aback, and his eyes looked at Marta.

"why."

Naib's voice at this moment seemed to be decades old.

　Tired of updating.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)