I kill because I need to eat!
What a cruel truth, just as people kill chickens, ducks, fish, geese and other animals for food, the difference is that people are not chickens, ducks and fish.
Now, they're connected.
The same is true of chickens when they are slaughtered.
Chill permeated from the depths of the soul. In the face of ugly Hector Hammond, all the people present felt the fear from natural enemies, which was an instinct, just like the prey facing the predator.
Even the reporter, who was preparing to explode, put down his camera and wrote panic on his face.
"I like your fears."
Hector said with a smile, the greed in his eyes flashed away, and then he pressed him down. "Don't worry, I'm here for an interview today, and I won't eat you."
The crowd vomited and subconsciously retreated.
Hector said with a smile, "any questions?"
With that, the snake like eyes fell on the front woman reporter. After seeing the wet mark on her skirt, she turned her lips in disgust and turned her eyes on other people.
"I promise I won't hurt you if anyone asks you a question."
Scott, the sheriff in charge of the mummy case, stepped forward and was about to open his mouth when he was hit hard in the stomach. He flew out directly, knocked over several people and fell on the road. His life and death were unknown.
Hector withdrew his hand and said with no expression,
"I said, only reporters are allowed to speak, police Shut up
“……”
Today's scene is destined to go down in history and become a nightmare for all.
In the face of the powerful, overbearing, cruel and cold-blooded Hector Hammond, what can weak journalists do? They don't want to resist, but the examples of the police chief and the director are in the front. What's the use of resisting?
A middle-aged reporter stepped forward carefully and asked in a hoarse voice,
"Mr. Hammond, I just checked your information and found that you were just an ordinary person before, you How did you get this way? "
"It's a bit complicated."
Hector touched his chin, thought for a few seconds, then shrugged, "I've been stronger since I came into contact with an alien."
"Aliens?"
Reporter eyes a bright, even busy way, "what kind of aliens, where to meet."
"Why, you want to be like me."
Full of murderous words, the reporter quickly shook his head and argued, "I didn't, I I'm just curious. "
With a sneer and a finger, the middle-aged reporter jumped into the air and fell heavily on the ground,
"this is punishment. Don't ask if you shouldn't ask." Then he looked at the others. "Any other questions?"
Everyone is silent, they have a lot of questions to ask, but in the face of fickle bighead, no one dare to come forward.
After a minute, no one spoke, and Hector couldn't help getting angry,
"you let me down. A group of cowards messed up the good press conference. You annoyed me. You all deserve to die."
The invisible force surged behind him, the air squirmed and twisted, the powerful force spread around, the floor couldn't bear it, and large cracks broke out.
The police and FBI on the scene, regardless of others, shot at once. The bullet just stopped for several meters and the air became very sticky, like gel material.
Hector raised his hand and pressed down. The mountain like force came from above. People couldn't bear it. They knelt on the ground one after another. Even the strong FBI was no exception. Some people cried out in horror,
"Mr. Hammond, you didn't mean not to hurt us."
Hector pauses for a few seconds and shakes his head helplessly,
"I don't want to, but I'm really hungry. Your fears are so tempting."
When Hector licks his lips, his eyes burst out with a yellow light column. The person who is illuminated by the light column immediately loses consciousness, and large yellow particles emerge from the body occupied by fear.
Hector opened his mouth and the whale swallowed the yellow particles like water.
This scene was clearly captured by the camera on the shelf, and all the people in front of the TV saw the unforgettable picture of their life.
People who lose the yellow particles contract rapidly, their muscles disappear, their skin loses its blood color, and becomes shriveled and yellow. In the blink of an eye, they change from a normal person to a corpse that has been dried for hundreds of years.
……
Half an hour later, in the White House central conference room in Washington, D.C.
Jason law, assistant to the president, went to the screen and turned off the frightening video.
The atmosphere in the conference room was very dull, quite different from the previous noise.
President Joel Nash looked at the political "bigwigs" on both sides of the table. His eyes flashed an imperceptible taunt. He motioned to his assistant, who said,
"this incident is very serious. Hector Hammond has threatened national security and even world security. You must get rid of him. What do you suggest?"Defense Secretary Bruno Cantor said in a deep voice, "there is a Marine Corps in the north of seaside city..." Before he finished, he was interrupted by the director of the FBI, Jack Harvey! You are stirring up civil strife. "
Bruno clenched his fist. "If we don't send out the army, can we give it to you?"
Jack Harvey said bluntly, "this matter itself is within the jurisdiction of the FBI, not only to solve Hector Hammond, but also to find out the reasons behind it."
"If I remember correctly, Hector is a member of the heavenly eye society, and the alien corpse is also in the base of the heavenly eye society. What happened between them and why Hector became like this must be found out. I suspect that someone used him to stir up trouble."
Bruno's face slightly changed, Vice President Dick Cheney said in a deep voice,
"Hector's identity is a temporary employee. He was recruited because he is a professor of cytology. We need such scientists to help us study alien corpses."
"But that's not what I know."
Attorney General Marshall Warren said, "there are hundreds of cytology professors in the United States, many more knowledgeable scientists than him. Why don't you hire normal people and just find a dangerous person with mental illness, just because his father is congressman Hammond."
"I seriously suspect nepotism and malfeasance."
The founders of the Tianyan Club frowned. As expected, things were moving in this direction, but they didn't have a good solution.
Nepotism? It does exist.
Malfeasance? There are, too.
If in the past, these were trivial matters and would not set off waves, now it is different. Nepotism and dereliction of duty are like two sharp knives inserted into the weakest place in the eye of heaven, leaving people speechless.
Marshall Warren turned to look at the president and said in a very serious way,
"I suggest that we conduct a comprehensive and thorough investigation of the Tianyan meeting, and we must find out the causes and consequences."
The voice fell, the air was quiet, and people's eyes involuntarily turned to Joel Nash at the front of the table. Power is so ridiculous. It seems that the overbearing and lawless heavenly eye is just a matter of one sentence.
Of course, if we want to say this, we should not only make adequate preparations, but also have appropriate opportunities. After all, the United States is a society ruled by law, isn't it?