Mermaid Effect

Four hours ago -

United States

new York

Hempstead Port

Raisa Andrevna Pushina was rudely pushed to the ground.

Her face wiped a large scar on the rough concrete floor, and the burning pain seemed to burn into her mind. Her tears came out of her eyes physiologically because of this pain, and a cold barrel was shot on her intact face.

"Be a girl."

Russian with a strong accent rang in her ear, accompanied by rough and vague laughter.

A crumpled suit was thrown on the ground, and Raisa trembled in an attempt to curl up. She heard the zipper pulled open...

A man leaned over, and he pulled the rough uniform of Laisha. The strong vodka smell came to Laiza's nose with the thick acidity of the man.

It seems that they have just enjoyed a wonderful meal.

Raisa felt that she had another soul in her body. She looked at this terrible scene indifferently, and God shouted in her head and said no words.

They are in the corner of the port. There are cement pipes next to several large rusty containers. The dirty sea water is smashing the docks that are in disrepair. Several Russians wearing unsuitable suits are stirring the ground. Concrete - Laisha knows that after a while, she, and her husband's family, will be cut into pieces and mixed with concrete to fill the cement tube, and then thrown into the salty water. in.

If luck is good enough, her wreckage may be found when the weather is warm next year... However, no one really cares about where she is going and where she is going.

Her tears began to gush, this time because of extreme fear and mourning.

La Isa regrets more than any time, she shouldn't sneak here - she thought there would be something she wanted, the world that was portrayed by Hollywood movies and TV series: handsome man, sapphire The swimming pool, the life of the drunken guy...

However, the real reality is that the only thing she can do in the United States is to huddle in the cloakroom where she is married to her, she is only fifteen years old, her blonde hair is like the sunshine of May, and her skin is as white as she just squeezed out... However, she still had to spend 14 hours a day in the depths of a dry cleaner to steam the expensive clothes she could not afford for a lifetime.

However, in just two months, her fingers were running out, and her eyes were full of burns left by steam. But the bad thing is far from what she tried to escape but was discovered. The worst thing is that she didn’t even know that the coward who had hosted her actually owed a large sum of money to the Russian gangsters – and at the same time, in order to escape this terrible Debt, he did the informant of a careless sheriff in the New York Police Department.

This is probably the dumbest decision he has ever made, because he has made a big hole in his head, and Ayia’s aunt was dragged to the back of the container, and she heard her at the beginning. The screams - Laisha once cursed the mean and awkward woman when the meat was almost smothered by the steam, but when she heard the call, she was sincere and sincere. The ground began to pray that the Virgin can save her.

Then even the screams gradually weakened.

La Isa was left in the end, and the fifteen-year-old girl just took care of the hobby of a small head in the organization with her tender beauty.

She didn't want to go back to the things she took.

What is certain is that when the leader withdraws from her body, she clearly feels that her lower body is completely saturated in her own blood. They tied her hands and calves together for convenience. A terrible abuse, and now her shoulders have been dislocated, and the pain almost fainted her.

"...Who else is not there? We have to hurry up, my mother asked me to go to her house to eat at night... Well, in the last fifteen minutes, hurry."

Raisa heard someone talking next to her.

In extreme pain, the fear of guns and violence is like the ebb tide of the sea, and it is replaced by the anger and despair of the bones.

As more people gathered around, she bit hardened something that stretched out of her mouth.

Because of this little rebellion, La Isa was forcibly removed from his chin, and the demons wrapped in human figures began to treat her in a more terrible way because of anger...

"...the merciful Virgin Mary...please rescue me from all dangers. May you save my soul. I will pin all hopes on you, Mother of God, please bless me under you, Pity you... Who will save me... save me..."

Raisa feels that the cold and rough foreign objects are inside her body. Her face has almost no complete flesh because she has been rubbing on the ground.

In tears and blood, she prayed to the vain God with her most desperate and sincere heart.

Her voice was broken, but it was still heard.

"This is the best laugh I have ever heard. Hey, Ivanov, don't you lick your pants? Have you heard it? This girl is praying, she seems to think anyone else can save her. ......"

The young Russian sneered and pulled the steel pipe between her legs, and he laughed at his friend.

But the man did not respond to him for the first time. He stood on the edge of the dock and looked at the brown waters of Hempstead Harbor in a strange look.

"Ivanov? What are you looking at?"

The young man walked towards him and he stood side by side with him.

"that place……"

Ivanov pointed to the water in the distance. "I feel like there is something..."

The young man licked his mouth and he patted Ivanov’s shoulder and didn’t care.

"I don't know what you are talking about. The boss asked us to solve the problem in fifteen minutes. We must know that what we are going to do is to work hard. You better enjoy it..."

He continued, but a wind with a fine mist of water made him suddenly stop.

He twisted his head in shock and looked at the direction Ivanov had just stared. He finally knew why the other would say there was something there -

An obvious water mark was rushing towards them at a terrible speed, the waves were high, and even the salty and stinky atmosphere was brought in the wind.

"What the **** is this **** thing..."

He pulled Ivanov back, but as if he was in the blink of an eye, the water mark had come to the edge of the pier with huge waves.

"Oh--"

A huge wave was taken up.

Ivanov and his companions took their arms off their heads, their clothes were completely wet, and their faces were full of sea water.

"damn it!"

Ivanov cursed to erase the water on his face. He opened his eyes and saw the stuff on the concrete floor of the dock...

"This, what is this..."

Almost everyone couldn't help but take a step back when they saw the thing.

It looks like a rotten whale corpse, or, like an item crawling out of a b-level monster.

It is very large in size, and the part that is pulled on the ground is two meters long, and it even has a tail immersed in the sea. The part on the ground is covered with a section of the body section that is multiplied by numerous times. On both sides of the body section are countless symmetrical distributions. It seems that the part of the head is A ring of tentacles resembles something, and in the place where the carapace and tentacles are unsewed, four bright red eyes whirl around.

"Oh, it seems that I seem to have disturbed you."

What makes people feel creepy is that the monster’s opening and closing has sent out a strange English.

......

"Shooting! Shooting!"

After a brief pause for a few seconds, all the gang members subconsciously screamed at the monster that was clearly not human. The empty shells are continuously dropped on the damp ground, and from time to time you will see sparks falling apart in the dark brown shell of the monster.

No one knows how long this shot lasted... For everyone present, the length of time before all the bullets were lighted was almost all of their life.

The monster slowly huddled in a continuous fire attack, its feet stretched into the carapace, and the tail pulled out of the water and became a circle.

After the gun "Catakata" rang for a long time, other talents on the scene slowly put down the gun in their hands.

The monster slowly pulled down like a deflated balloon in their sight.

"It, is it dead?"

Someone asked in the ear of Ivanov.

"I don't know... it looks like it's dead..."

......

They hesitated for a long time next to the monster's "corpse", and eventually they sent a bad luck to look at the monster's condition.

Ok, that bad luck is Ivanov.

He slammed toward it, then lowered his head and shuddered and placed his hand on the skin of the monster—just like the hard shell that was just now, it was sticky and soft, like The animal died after a long time rot.

"Hey, Ivanov, is it dead?"

Others watched the unlucky Russian standing halfway in front of the monster, his body seemed to be solidifying, motionless.

"Ivanov?!"

But after a long time, he still did not respond to the words of his companions.

The other two people in the gang exchanged a look at each other. They looked at the last few bullets and placed them in their magazines, and then walked toward it step by step.

"Oh--"

A pale hand was torn from the inside of Ivanov's body as they approached.

Then it went straight into the skulls of the other two.

"Save, save your life -"

Seeing this horrible scene, some people screamed back and tried to escape, but they did not find it at all. Around this small pier, countless thin blue tentacles floated slowly in the air...

One person, two people, three people, four people...

It didn't take long for the tentacles to be drawn from the human body, and they were retracted into the body little by little.

Someone walked slowly through the dried bodies.

He bent down and peeled off an expensive coat and shoes from one of the bodies and put it on his body. He even solved the new watch on the wrist of the Russian small head and put it on his wrist.

The sun shines a little golden light from the edge of a cloud, like a "gate of angels" that coincides with the man.

His appearance is as pale as marble without any blood, and the long hair of silver is so light and soft behind him that he seems to be floating in the air. He has a dreamy facial contour, and even can be said to be extremely beautiful - if you ignore the four bright red eyes on his face.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't think about bothering you," he looked at the corpse on the ground without any guilt, and after thinking about it, like the giant otter of the Amazon, the squat opened in an incredible way. And then swallowed those cognac* into the body. "In fact, I am busy sending gifts to some of my friends..."

He groaned at the bodies with apologies.

Just now he sneaked into the bottom of the water - directly into the cable set up by the New York City Electricity Authority, he made some minor adjustments, using the electromagnetic pulse effect to disguise a spiritual backtrack.

If nothing else happens, those who are confused will soon set this as a key area for investigation.

It is precisely because of this that he really has no time to deal with this group of spirits that are easy to stir and very fragile.

He quickly finished eating, and then looked at his costume satisfactorily, some of the hair hanging directly on his forehead, covering the pair of eyes he had.

He looks handsome and glamorous now, like a real human being. Then he took a step and slammed a song to get out of here... his ankle was caught by a wet hand.

A girl who must be very reluctant to see the human form is staring at him in a stinking blood pool.

"...you...is...to save me...angel...?"

She struggled to squeeze the sound out of her throat.

He shook his head.

"I think I am probably not the same person as you think - in fact, I don't have a name. If you want, you can call me ‘Prince.'”

He smiled at Laiza.

However, the girl who is dying is completely unable to truly understand everything around her.

In her vague world, the white hair of ‘Prince’ dances like a real angel's wings in the air.

There was a tear of joy from her eyes.

"Mother of Mercy... Thank you... Thank you for being willing to send an angel to pick me up... Thank you for accepting me..."

She choked and leaned on the instep of the prince.

The strength of the dying man is far beyond the imagination of the 'Prince,' and he looks at the prayers and thanks before the death of Laisha. It's hard to imagine that after encountering such a terrible thing, the girl's face was filled with a happy smile at the moment - and this smile appeared because of her illusion.

‘Prince’ is confused about the strange nature of human beings.

In fact, as long as he is willing, he can easily break free from the hands of La Isa, but he did not do so.

He bent down and held Laiza in his arms and watched it carefully.

She is dying.

‘Prince’ looked at the fascinating look of Raisa’s eyes, and he diverged, and gently touched her lips.

If there is any living person beside them at this time, I am afraid that this scene will look beautiful and moving.

Like a man of the Holy Spirit and a woman who is dying, and a gentle kiss.

Of course, the truth of the matter is far from this - in the mouth of the 'Prince', a tiny blue tentacle is sliding down the Laisar's esophagus and slipping...

Then it is like a seed with a myriad of branches, piercing the girl's internal organs bit by bit, and then constructing another part in her body.

‘Prince’ looked up and he placed Laiza’s body on the ground.

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Two seconds,

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