Chapter 8 Form
"Let me record it, at 2:17 pm on June 6, 2013, a city center happened..."
The sound of gradually fading away suddenly became quiet in the house used to imprison the prisoner, and only the sound of cars flying in from outside was faintly heard.
Zhou Liming was like losing his soul and letting the police return to the police station. Because the scene was too bloody and terrifying, and the scene was a bit bad, it was a murder case with a bad impact. Fortunately, the police station handled it very much, and when a large number of reporters came, Zhou Liming was already in this reinforced temporary room.
Since the case still needs further certification, Zhou Liming can only be temporarily detained and will be interrogated after the certification is completed.
The student ID on Zhou Liming has completely shaken his identity without interrogation. The preliminary information has been obtained. The police have already informed Zhou Liming's school, and I believe that further information will be transmitted to the police later. As for whether he has notified it to the orphanage, Zhou Liming cannot know.
He was like a walking corpse, and he lost his soul. After entering this detention room, he sat blankly on the floor of the room.
There was nothing in the empty room. It was still hot and hot outside, but in this room, there was a cold breath. Zhou Liming didn't know if it was the room that had existed for a long time or his own mentality was causing trouble. At this time, his mind was blank. The series of events that happened today were like a drama, full of incredible and unpredictable.
What seemed to be replaying in my mind was the punch I swung today, and then my whole head turned into a bloody rain all over the sky.
Zhou Liming stared at his hand stupidly, and his distracted eyes finally focused on the stretched hand. However, what disappointed Zhou Liming was that his hand had basically not changed from before, his skin was intact, and he still had the whiteness of a scholar. No matter how he looked at it, there was no flaw on it.
"How could this happen? Today I clearly saw it coming out of the back of my hand."
Zhou Liming murmured, suddenly shook his hand nervously and shouted: "Come out, come out, don't you want to kill me? Come out, come out, even kill me."
The sound echoed in the empty detention room, but there was no response on the back of the hand.
The police outside heard the roar in the room, just looked at the room, then shook his head, said nothing, and continued his work. He had seen many things like this in his five years of working here, and he had killed people a lot, but after being caught, he regretted going crazy. If he had known this day, why would he have been there?
Zhou Liming, who was yelling, lasted for more than ten minutes, finally felt tired. He sat on the ground again and tears flowed out silently.
I don’t know how long it took, Zhou Liming, who had been in a daze, suddenly got up, laughed, and shouted again: “Why am I so stupid? Once I get impatient, won’t it come out? Hahahaha…” He laughed wildly to the sky, then adjusted his emotions and focused on his current situation.
In just a moment, Zhou Liming felt his body gradually become hot, and his emotions became irritable and restless as he thought, as if someone had angered him. The feeling of trying to tear everything apart was so strong. The body was completely ignited with this heat.
"Why can't I control my own emotions, why, why."
Zhou Liming gritted his teeth and tried hard to control himself, covering his head unwillingly: "I want to calm down, I want to calm down." The power in his body did not obey his command at all. The torn pain appeared again, and then there were tiny cracks on every inch of his skin...
Zhou Liming, who was still a little awake, endured the pain and raised his hand.
The cracked scales reflected a dark green light under the ray of light from the window. These scales were only a faint layer at first, and as the force in the blood intensified, it became clearer and clearer until the skin of both hands was completely covered by the scales...
"Ah, ah, ah... no..."
Zhou Liming was panicked. The scales that were numb all over his body and appeared layer by layer. The five fingers of his hands gradually attached tiny scales, transforming into a pair of wild beast-like claws.
"No...ah..."
As the scales emerged, Zhou Liming's form was also changing. His arms became thicker, and the blue veins under the scales were protruding, and his muscles contained a force that destroyed the world. His lower limbs were also changing. His lower legs, which were as strong as Tyrannosaurus Rex, forced their pants to crack, leaving only a pair of underwear with better elasticity. The pair of street-stall sports boots were directly squeezed into pieces by their toes.
What made Zhou Liming even more terrifying was that a severe pain came from the tailbone, as if something was emerging. The thing that emerged was moving with Zhou Liming's thoughts. Without turning around to see, based on the connection between his flesh and blood, Zhou Liming already understood that this was an equally thick tail, covered with layers of thick scales.
As the form was further formed, Zhou Liming was only 1.7 meters tall, and he was lifted to 1.8 meters tall.
Although his face was not deformed, his entire face was covered with dense scales, making him a human-shaped ink black scale monster.
With two "puff" and "puff", two ink-black bone spurs suddenly emerged in the gaps in the scales on the back of the hand.
This series of deformation was just a tearing pain caused by the deformation in the blink of an eye, which made Zhou Liming scream constantly, and even the pain of his soul trembling. Not to mention a child, even a special force soldier who had undergone special training, he could not bear the pain, as if every inch of his body was torn apart.
Zhou Liming still kept his clear head and witnessed his own changes, and was stunned again.
When he didn't come out just now, he tried desperately to let it come out, but when it appeared in this form, it exceeded Zhou Liming's tolerance.
The deformation seemed to be fast, but the energy required was too great. Zhou Liming, who had appeared in this ferocious beast for the first time, felt his head drowsy, his eyes were black, and his whole body was drained. His will and his brain lost contact, and the breakpoints made him fall softly.
Zhou Liming's scream just now was too terrible, and the alarmed police officer on duty still walked over to see the situation.
Through the small window of the iron door, I saw Zhou Liming sweeping on the ground, his clothes hanging on his body in pieces, making a slight breathing sound, as if he had fallen asleep.
The policeman on duty didn't care, thinking that he was tired of roaring. This is the case for most people who experienced this. He was still a high school student and could react and knew that roaring was pretty good. Some people were still confused until they were shot, like walking corpses.
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Chapter completed!