Chapter 284?

The range of the detection of thinking consciousness is proportional to the strength of the evolutionary power of the parasite. With Lin Xiang's supernatural power as strong as nine stars, the dispersed consciousness detection radius can reach about two hundred meters. With his location as the core, the ground shape, buildings, armed guards and other information of half the Black Gold Town are clearly displayed in the center of his mind, and flashes rapidly in Lin Xiang's consciousness, outlining possible routes of travel, all possible walls and debris that may become obstacles. The sense of strangeness and hidden firepower are transparent in front of him. Lin Xiang is now fully aware of this notorious town. If he wants, he can even feel the position of every bug hidden underground and corners.

The door of the white house has been opened.

The wind whistled from the end of the narrow and deep corridor, shaved on the face, and could not feel the suffocation and steaming that should be in this hot season, but instead felt the coldness of being pierced into the muscles by ice cones.

Every corner of the house formed a detailed three-dimensional perspective in Lin Xiang's brain. Just on the side of the picture, it seemed to be the main living room, a man was leaning silently against the wide sofa.

Lin Xiang moved into the corridor step by step. He walked slowly, very careful, but his steps were very firm.

The walls and various decorations placed in the corridor, like a boring picture locked by the camera, slowly retreated from both sides of Lin Xiang's body like a slow motion. His face was tight, and his pupils were staring at every corner that spread as his feet continued to spread. The corners of his eyes kept twitching, his expression was cold, and his muscles were in an explosive state at any time. Every step he took, he had to carefully calculate the distance with various surrounding obstacles, and fully consider the necessary space for moving forward and backward.

As he got closer and closer to the corner of the end of the corridor, his heart was beating desperately at a crazy speed. The surging blood rushed unscrupulously in the flexible tube wall, boiling, pricking the brain to make judgments between fear and reason. Whether to move forward or turn around and escape, it was all in a thought.

He has no weapons in his hand. When the potential of the virus ji reaches a certain level, the speed, and reaction force will rise to a level that ordinary people cannot imagine. The fine muscle fibers can block the attack of conventional caliber bullets, and the explosive speed will not give the opponent a chance to shoot. Even when the warhead with death energy has been firmly locked and the warhead with death energy breaks through the air, the sensitive strengthening nerve can still guide the body to give way out a few centimeters in microseconds, cleverly avoiding the ballistics of the bullets flying.

Like the scenes found in the consciousness detection image, in the center of the spacious living room at the corner of the corridor, a tall and thin man sat quietly on the couch. Lin Xiang had just appeared from the end of the corridor, and he slowly turned around, completely ignoring his hidden face with hostile eyes.

The decoration in the room is very simple—two closets placed close to the wall, a mahogany square table with four chairs, and some exquisitely crafted porcelain in the grid of the cabinets. As for the most spacious part of the house, it is firmly occupied by an expensive and large leather sofa. The floor is also covered with thick Arabian cashmere blankets with complex and colorful patterns, giving the skin the softest and most comfortable touch.

The man was sitting on the sofa. In front of the wall, a huge three-dimensional screen with a length of about 30 inches was embedded in the surface of the wall. Several black wires connected the screen with the DV player placed on the cabinet next to it. On the right side of the man's body, there was a remote control that had just pressed the pause button, and a cup of Coke that was obviously added with ice, and a pack of crisp popcorn dropped on the table and the floor, emitting a rich buttery aroma.

Lin Xiang glanced at the freeze-framed picture on the big screen, and was very surprised and surprised to find that it was a cartoon that he had watched in his childhood and had a deep memory - "Dinosaur Express Ksai". The super warrior in the picture, who was wearing a red tights and had been imitated and admired by countless boys and girls, held a lightsaber in his forehand and used the coolest classic movement to slash off a monster with a hideous face and looked ugly and mentally retarded.

The man on the sofa looked at Lin Xiang blankly. He was not tall, about 1.68 meters tall, and was wearing a beige cotton home clothes. He was barefoot, his white and slender toes were covered by a thick and long velvet blanket.

He had beautiful and soft blonde hair, half-length hair hanging down from his forehead, covering the edge of the silver mask covering his face. The bright sunlight outside the window reflected a cold and hard metallic luster.

"Who are you? You can enter the president's room without permission. Don't you understand that this is a crime of death?"

After a brief shock, the man seemed to have recovered from a moment of blank brain. His eyes were fixed on Lin Xiang, and the expensive velvet blanket with dirty footprints and soil trampled out of his feet, and he roared angrily: "Which combat team are you affiliated with? Who is the commander? Get out of here? Get out———"

Before he finished speaking, he was already furious and took out a pistol from the secret compartment next to the sofa, aiming it coldly at Lin Xiang, and pulling the trigger without saying a word.

"Bang----"

Lin Xiang clearly saw the flames coming out of the muzzle. The moment the rotating and flying bullet came out, his head was also moved two centimeters to the left. On the surface of the bullet body that rubbed at high speed in the air, a layer of burning energy was raised. When the slightly scorching straight line had just slid past his forehead and disappeared behind his head, Lin Xiang quickly turned around, filled with surprise and incredible eyes, and released a faint, sneering sneer.

"...You're David Castle?"

He smiled, and could not hear any respectful or fearful tone when he asked the question. He raised his right hand, retracted, moved backward, and flexibly unbuttoned the buttons on the surface of the waist leather hood with his slender fingers, took out the m500 pistol with a heavy metal drop, and seemed to randomly use his thumb to tweak the rotating wheel full of bullets, lifted the gun, and then fixed the rotating bullet compartment between his fingers.

"......you, who are you?"

The man nodded subconsciously, then suddenly remembered something, took a few steps in a row, raised his gun toward Lin Xiang again, shouting in a tone full of majesty and coldness: "Kneel down——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

"Yeah?"

A grim smile that was not easy to detect appeared on the corner of Lin Xiang's mouth. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he had no intention of dodging the other party's muzzle. The muscles suddenly contracted and relaxed, and rushed directly with powerful explosive power. The gun held in his right hand was aimed at the man's face covered by the silver mask. This violent and arrogant behavior was like a heavy shell with huge kinetic energy, completely blowing away the majesty that had just been released from the man. He was stiff and wanted to turn around and escape, but he could only retreat backwards, but he couldn't help but slipped under his feet, and his body completely lost balance and leaned towards the backward direction. Just as he was about to fall, Lin Xiang, who rushed to the front, grabbed the collar of his clothes and dragged him back.

The dark muzzle stayed less than one centimeter from the man's left eye. The face covered by the mask could not see the expression of fear or despair. However, the eyes hidden behind the mask were filled with dense bloodshots, and the pupils were tightened, releasing the coldness and tremor from the depths of the heart.

Lin Xiang pulled the man hard in front of him, slowly approached the other person's face, stared at the eyes that were so scared that they were almost lost for nearly five minutes, and finally opened his mouth slightly, and used heavy pressure to get the ease after being released, and also said to himself in an incredibly slow tone: "I really didn't expect that it would be like this...you, this liar..."

......

Klester Dyna, who only has the brain and some sense organs, has become a combination of life of semi-mechanical types. Lin Xiang has carefully checked all the confidential information related to "claws" in Klester's brain. Among them, the one that makes him most suspicious is David Castle, the president with a mysterious identity.

He is a parasitic general with super evolutionary power. This can be confirmed by all the evolutionists who have come into contact with him in the Klester data. The aura of superpowers is a basis for identity judgment that is more accurate than fingerprints, voice patterns, and omentum identification. No one can make false statements in this regard. Especially in the hierarchy, because the "claw" senior officials who fight for power and profits of money and material are not strong enough, it is impossible to shock their subordinates with ulterior motives and firmly occupy the throne of the high president.

Castle rarely meets his subordinates. He usually stays in that unique white house. Only when it is related to the overall situation and has to make a judgment on an important matter will he wear a cold silver mask, release a powerful and terrifying aura of pressure, appear in front of his subordinates who are so scared that they can't even stand firmly.

This is the absolute aura control of the lower-level living beings by higher evolutionary life. Even Klester, the vice president of the Nine Star Parasite, cannot remain calm for a long time under this pressure. As for those psychics who are weaker than him and have lower levels, they don’t even have the courage to approach Castle, let alone carefully observe or guess the other party’s psychology.

It is precisely because of Castle, an extremely powerful parasitic general, and the infamous killer group, "Claws", that he is the core to form a solid and stable huge force. No one has ever questioned Castle's existence, nor has anyone tried to challenge his authority. Even a strong man like Klester must kneel down and crawl at his feet. Even if others occasionally have ambitions and delusions, they must first consider whether they really have that ability.

In Lin Xiang's opinion, this is really abnormal. The way the superiors control the group is mostly used to cultivate their confidants to take every corner into control. However, Castle's actions are completely opposite. He does not seem to care about his subordinates' invasion of interests and expansion of power, nor is he willing to change the regional pattern occupied by the "Claws". He just sticks to the mutated infant millet production area of ​​Heijin Town, allowing major cities and gang groups to subscribe and distribute "Jet" finished products, and obtain material benefits that are enough to maintain the company's operation.

With the financial and manpower that "Claws" possess, he could have annexed Sosbia and Ferdinand decades ago, but they did not do so. Klester's information shows that in previous high-level meetings, related plans for expansion and annexation have been mentioned many times, but each time they were flatly rejected by President Castle. He seemed very satisfied with the status quo of "Claws", and he repeatedly asked his subordinates to restrain themselves and keep a low profile.

Standing outside the room, Lin Xiang could also feel the strong aura of pressure coming from the room. Klester did not lie———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

He was very strange, and he didn't understand, nor could he understand why the thinking consciousness made a decision that was almost suicide? Out of trust in the subconscious and his own reliance, Lin Xiang finally made a decision that seemed extremely arrogant to the people around him. Even Rand Walker could not understand that terrible madness.

Lin Xiang didn't know if he was immortal. He just felt that his body was different from others. Facing the powerful parasitic general directly, does the cruel "devil's claw" president definitely killing him means real death?

In the old days, the huge death energy that the nuclear bombs detonated from the head turned every part of their body into ashes. However, I am still alive. Cells that have produced comprehensive mutant after being parasitized by viruses have controlled their bodies, invaded their brains, and even directly produced relatively independent consciousness. They are more afraid of death than their hosts, and they will manipulate their bodies to a certain extent. Without absolute resistance to the subjective consciousness, they try to avoid harm and other dangers. Lin Xiang can no longer judge whether the source of the subconscious mind is generated from mutated cells, but he has not found any hints or predictive components of fatal threats in his subjective thinking. From a theoretical and realistic perspective, humans certainly cannot predict the future, but can predict events that have not yet occurred through certain known information, searches, combinations, interpretations...

Rand Walker's research shows that the level of brain development of the Nine Star Parasite is about 28.65%. This is far beyond the average of 5% of ordinary people. In this case, active brain tissue will produce a "second thinking" attached to subjective consciousness. This does not mean that humans can exist at the same time in two forms of thinking. The "second thinking" is still subjective to subjective consciousness, but the level of thinking and computing power are far stronger than subjective. When the human brain makes judgments on matters based on habitual thinking, the second thinking will also make more logical and more careful inference calculations. This is also the real reason why humans have made subjective decisions about a certain matter but subconsciously feel that there are some defects or errors.

The simplest example - a woman claims to love only a certain man in this life. A man feels extremely satisfied with his subjective thinking, but his subconscious mind has doubts about the woman's words. This situation may last for a long time, or may be influenced by the second thought in a short time, which will promote the subjective consciousness. As a result, a man will make a series of actions such as tracking, querying time, and exploring secrets on the woman. If a third party really intervenes, it will immediately cause bloody and cruel killing.

Lin Xiang's subjective consciousness was also influenced by the second thought, and he chose to believe in the judgment of the mutated cells. It is precisely because of this that he was able to desperately resist the powerful aura of creatures from the room and walk to the man step by step.

......

"David Castle, you liar———"

Lin Xiang smiled grimly, the suspicion and fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, and returned to dark and deep black. The thick and cold muzzle had no intention of moving away from the man's eyes.

The distance between the two people's bodies is only less than five millimeters. If you throw away the pistol, this small space is almost exclusive, making the relationship between the two men look very weird and intimate. Just like two /ji/guy who maintain the closest posture, facing each other, eyes to eyes, staring at each other's expressions, feeling the warm air flow from each other's mouths, and at any time, you may hug, tongue, suck...

Lin Xiang confirmed that no one in the "Claw" senior management, including Klester, dared to approach David Castle at this distance. Because, only when he was planted, he truly felt that he had escaped the biological pressure aura of the parasitic general and directly faced an ordinary person who had no ability to resist.

David Castle has no superpowers.

President "Claw" has the strength as a parasitic general, which is simply a complete lie.

However, that fearsome and powerful creature aura really exists.

Lin Xiang stared at the man standing in front of him, and slowly moved the muzzle in his hand, pointing straight to the other party's violent trembling double tui. He smiled strangely and said, "Take off the kui----"

"you......"

The man's expression stagnated, and his face, who had been desperately keeping shocked, finally turned into horror. He subconsciously reached out to cover his crotch, and dense beads of cold sweat quickly oozed out of his forehead, and a scream of obvious threatening sound came out of his mouth, roaring sternly: Who is it? What do you want to do?"

Lin Xiang shook his hand holding the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet that was slightly off the direction was close to the man's feet, whistling into the floor, and on the surface of the beautiful and soft plush blanket, a hole with a charred carbonized edge was sold.

"Next time, I'll aim some."
Chapter completed!