The female doctor, who hadn't undergone any combat training, was swinging her fists like a vixen in a fight.
However, relying on her powerful body after the symbiosis, she swung her fists, leaving afterimages, and landed them on the old woman like raindrops.
Strangely, there was only the sound of punches and kicks hitting the old woman.
The old woman, who was being beaten, didn't make a sound. She simply curled her body into a ball and didn't resist at all.
Ten seconds later, Haley, who had thrown dozens of punches, felt that something was wrong. She stopped and turned around. "Are you still going to fight?"
Luke didn't say anything and simply looked at the "old lady" at her feet.
Sensing that something was wrong, Haley looked down, only to see that the "old lady" who should have been beaten into a meat patty was standing up again, completely unharmed.
She quickly took two steps back and stared at the other party in surprise and wariness.
The "old lady" still had a smile on her face as she said unhurriedly, "Child, don't go into other people's houses. If the owner is angry, the consequences will be dire."
As she spoke, she quickly disappeared into the air.
Haley looked around, her face red and her body cold. This was far more exciting than she had imagined.
Luke said, "Let's go." He then turned around and floated to the entrance of the basement.
Haley hurriedly followed him.
She didn't understand why Luke wanted to go to the basement, but he should know what was going on here.
After running a few steps, she turned around and saw that the "old lady" wasn't behind the fence.
But out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure under the porch of the old house next door twenty meters away.
It was the "old lady" who had been beaten up earlier. She still had that "kind" smile on her face as she watched them leave.
Haley couldn't help but shiver. She should've gone to the bathroom before she got off the plane.
Returning to the entrance of the basement, Luke pulled open the two old wooden doors and walked down.
This was a basement that was common in American homes. The entrance was slanted down to the bottom of the house.
The strange thing was that the lights were on in the basement.
Walking down the creaking wooden stairs, the two of them found themselves in a spacious and messy basement.
There were all kinds of old junk, children's toys, outdated magazines, unopened cutlery, cabinets, beds … There was someone on the bed.
Haley looked at the two entangled bodies on the bed with a horrified expression. One was black and the other was white. It was very dazzling.
A golden-haired middle-aged woman with a big belly was rolling around with a man wrapped in a pitch-black gelatin coat. They were panting and completely unaware of the two's arrival.
Luke looked at the middle-aged blond woman indifferently, but he sighed inwardly. It really was her!
It was a case that Luke had taken over four years ago and immediately handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D. Clearly, they hadn't solved it.
The woman was Vivian Ovillette, the former mistress of this luxurious villa.
However, her death had already been confirmed five years ago, and her corpse had appeared on a bench not far from the neighborhood four years ago before disappearing mysteriously.
Her daughter, Taylor Overlett, disappeared five years ago, and her husband, Harry Overlett, committed suicide four years ago.
But now, she was in the basement of her own villa, rolling in the sheets with someone like a living person, and the other person was a strange man in a black rubber suit.
The man in the black rubber jacket was skinny and short. He looked to be a head shorter than Vivian.
The rubber jacket, the panting Vivian, and the two outsiders who had suddenly arrived. The scene in the basement was extremely strange.
Haley nudged Luke with her elbow, asking him what to do.
Luke said, "Hit him."
Haley: Hit him again?
But her body was very honest. She lunged forward, grabbed the man in the rubber jacket, and threw him against the wall.
There were only two men here. There was no need to ask which "him" to hit.
Amid the muffled thuds, Luke didn't look at Haley, but went straight to Vivian.
The woman didn't show any obvious reaction when the man in the rubber jacket was thrown away. She simply twisted and panted on her own.
Luke extended his right index finger and pointed at her forehead.
Pu!
His finger sank between Vivian's eyebrows.
In the next moment, Vivian screamed in pain.
Luke was injecting the power of faith into her finger bit by bit. One point, three points, five points …
"Let go of her. She's mine." A voice rang out under Haley's feet.
Luke reduced the rate at which he was injecting the power of faith, and Vivian's screams died down.
He turned his head to look at the man in the rubber jacket, who was being stomped on by Haley, and grinned widely. "An ugly soul with a twisted possessiveness. What a rare freak. A little more, a little more, and you'll be able to move me. Who knows, maybe I'll let her go. "
He increased the output slightly, and Vivian screamed even louder.
"She's mine," the man in the rubber jacket roared as he suddenly appeared next to Luke and hugged Vivian.
Luke's eyes flashed, and he let the man do as he pleased.
The man hugged Vivian and murmured, "You're mine. Nobody can take you from me."
As soon as he said that, the entire basement creaked strangely as it quickly grew taller and taller.
The light quickly dimmed, and the originally dim yellow light was swallowed up by the thickening darkness. Only the tiny filament emitted a red light.
Countless shadows wriggled in the darkness, approaching, they issued a rustling sound, like a group of wild dogs coveting their prey.
Haley couldn't help but clamp her slightly trembling legs together.
She liked the unknown and the excitement, but wasn't the plot progressing a little too fast for her first time playing such a big game?
Most people took girls to the movies to watch supernatural movies, but her new partner was personally taking her to participate in a supernatural incident, and she was even the one who was killed in the movie.
It could only be said that the ups and downs of life were too exciting.
But the changes in the basement weren't over yet. Before she could adapt to the new environment, the entire basement suddenly flipped upside down.
Luke fell toward the ceiling, while Vivian and the man in the rubber jacket were still on the ground above. The damage was out of his control.
Caught off guard, Haley cried out in alarm. She waved her hands and feet as she landed on the ceiling with a thud and assumed the "Kunlun Toad Technique."
Luke, on the other hand, floated lightly to the ground. He flicked his right index finger to get rid of the grayish-black, decaying gel on it, before he looked up at the room above him.
It was already more than ten meters from the ceiling, but none of the furniture had fallen.
It seemed that only he and Haley had been affected by the gravity.
The shadows took the opportunity to surge up and lunge at them with the sound of tearing and chewing.
Haley, who had just fallen, was a little nervous. She punched randomly on the ground.
But apart from the sound of her punches tearing through the air, her attacks had no effect on the wriggling shadows.
Then, she was stunned.
That was because the shadows that were tearing and chewing around her had no effect on her either.
The shadow that had pounced on Luke disappeared as if it had been "erased."
Looking at the number of faith points that dropped by one, two, and three points in the system, Luke felt a little helpless. These small fries were really annoying.
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