"Plus Dr. Tatum, the psychologist; and that Jon King, the film actor." Just see that the stage is about two meters high, on the stage lying or lying or lying about ten or so actresses, wearing fiery red revealing performance clothes, blood everywhere, their bodies are wet with gasoline, the mixture of gasoline and blood liquid mingled, in the surface of the polished stage snaking flow. The colorful spotlights used for the show struck a brilliant light that was unreal and unspeakably lascivious. Subsequently, from the kitchen, following behind Mama Bai, came out a young man who looked nervous, and after taking off his police uniform and changing into civilian clothes, he looked even younger, and when he hit the cold eye, he was a college student... It was the young policeman he met on the rooftop last night. Watching the chaos in the S.C.I. office, and the misery of Zile begging for his life, Demetrius and Hank pursed their lips and stood off to the side, their chests clogged. "So w

The two men said their goodbyes at the door and Patrick Wood drove off as Lennon paced leisurely back. Lennon nodded honestly. Hank and Demetrius choked on their porridge at the same time. Callen Mercado stared him in the eye and said, "Someone like you, who can control destiny and protect yourself and those around you, you wouldn't understand the life of a, scumbag like me." "Say, who is she?" Broderick reached down and yanked off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. "Hmm?" Callen Mercado stares at the lighter for a moment in silence and looks up at Hank and Demetrius, "I don't know." "Lennon," he spoke slowly, reaching up and grabbing Lennon's chin and locking eyes with him, "See? This is the real me!" Broderick pulls forward beautifully, wanting to say, "Beauty, want a ride..." Callen Mercado shook his head and said somewhat firmly, "You don't have to ask, all I want to say is the above, I don't want to say anything else." "Cat..." Demetrius froze. "Which word? Is it 'do'?"

"Uh . . Landon told me that the source of the guns this time was something they found out about, and the modus operandi was a little. Not very popular." "This is an early research report on split personalities, a report which describes people with split personalities as a species with special god-given abilities, a species above ordinary humans, and therefore gives them the title of Sons of the Gods. I was impressed with the article because the author advocated that these 'Sons of the Gods' were the highest and most ultimate of human weaponry." Hank pointed to statements in the article and said, "Look, it says here 'Whoever has the power to control these ultimate weapons will be the king of the world in the future.'" "I said I wouldn't come, but I was a little worried and came to see if you were better." Broderick didn't care that Lennon was ignoring him and continued talking. The man ignored him and instead came up and sniffed on Franklin Estes and said, "Hospital." The moment the

"Did Patrick Wood volunteer?" Demetrius asked coldly. Abraham Harrison felt what seemed to be a slight stabbing pain in his heart, reached out to touch it, lifted his hand, and saw blood all over it... A thought flashed in his mind... You, even kill to kill, and then, the head is heavy, blurred consciousness, collapse to the ground. Thinking about what just happened, and seeing Demetrius and Hank hiding in the corner, Lennon seems to be understanding something, and the look on Broderick's face makes him blush slightly... Half an hour later, someone walks over to Van's locker, removes the black case, opens it, and sees that the otherwise brand new Barrett M82A1 inside already shows signs of having been used... Smiling with satisfaction. But Aviana Schroeder's target was clearly someone else, slinking over to agent Abraham Harrison and climbing into conversation with him. Just as he was muttering to himself, Broderick suddenly felt as if something was wrong, the sound of a bullet sl

Franklin Estes looks at the apple and glares at Memphis, "The skin... Nutritious." "Ugh" Demetrius slumped onto the steering wheel, "hurry up and finish, it's Christmas Eve the day after tomorrow" "Uh-huh!" Megan nodded vigorously and held on tight. Franklin Estes rambled on as Memphis smiled and stroked his hair, "Are you okay?" Demetrius directs the people present to make good and turns around to see Hank standing frozen in place. "What did you say?" Megan Andrews reached out and grabbed him by the collar and shook him, "What's so average about it? I'm recognized as having a devil's body, and I have everything I need! I just did a lingerie commercial two days ago..." Ease up on your footsteps and flash quickly to the door, listening for movement inside... No sound. "Now it's just the two of us left, the know-it-alls from back in the day!" Pierce Wilcox grinned, "And William Garner has been caught, so there shouldn't be a problem, so why are you still saying the killer is someo