Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 208 Mushrooms, Flesh, and Milk
What nonsense is he talking about?
This was Adele's first reaction when she heard the gangster's terrified cry, but the next second, she witnessed it all with her own eyes.

The gang member standing over there looked at the high-pressure steam rifle in his hand with a blank face. White liquid was oozing out of the muzzle that was supposed to shoot bullets, and it looked no different from milk.

Afterwards, milk began to flow out of the muzzles of the guns of all the gang members who were armed with guns, making the tense atmosphere between the two sides suddenly become absurd and tinged with a bit of black humor.

Vinata retreated cautiously to Adele's side, not taking the opportunity to break into the chaotic gang members to attack. Adele noticed that she seemed to be trembling.

"What's going on?" Adele asked in a low voice.

"I don't know... but I feel bad." Venata's voice was a little strange. "It looks like the ability of the 'tillage farmer', but it's too blasphemous."

"In short, don't get close to them. The farther away from them the better..."

Before Vinata finished her instructions, the gang members burst into screams of fear again, but compared to the screams when the gun was producing milk last time, this time it was more like a scream.

A male gang member was at a loss, screaming in a mixture of astonishment and fear. His originally strong chest muscles had become soft and swollen. If it weren't for the clothes blocking it, milk would have gushed out like a fountain.

"What the hell is that?"

Adele stared at everything that was happening over there in amazement, feeling that her worldview was rapidly collapsing.

How can there be a supernatural power to make men or objects produce milk? What was the person who developed this ability thinking? Was he asking men to also bear the responsibility of raising children?
As Adele pulled Vinata and Wendy back away, she uncontrollably imagined all sorts of scenarios in her mind.

This extraordinary ability is too bad in many ways... If he teams up with others in the future and they say that he can control fire or fate, what will he say? Should he just tell the truth, "I can make men produce milk"?
While Adele was daydreaming, the symptoms of milk production had spread to all the Beyonders of the Esco family. They cursed loudly and tried to stop the milk from flowing out of their bodies in every way they could think of, but it was doomed to fail.

Adele saw the elderly notary who had been hiding behind the scenes cursing while trying to heal his companion with his notarial powers. However, he could only alleviate the symptoms a little. After the notarization expired, the symptoms reappeared and were even more serious than before. There was even a small puddle of milk formed on the ground... or should I say, a milk puddle?
"Mother Goddess above..."

As a believer of the Earth Mother, Vinata could do nothing but pray. It was not until Adele pulled her back to the edge of the hall that she reacted and subconsciously pinched Adele, causing her to curse.

"Fortunately, nothing went wrong..." Vinata avoided Adele's angry counterattack and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you guys do that?"

Although Wendy was pulled back by Adele, she still kept a distance from the two of them. After they had stopped, she asked worriedly.

"Of course not, I can't do it." Adele waved her hands, creating large patches of black flames that enveloped everyone.

Black fire can burn the spirit. No matter what kind of attack it is, it is always right to burn the spirit!

However, at this moment, another terrible change occurred at the other end of the room. Compared with the previous changes that were absurd and a little black humor, this change was more terrifying, more evil, and more crazy!

The gang members were horrified to find that after the bullets in their guns were used up, milk no longer flowed out, but instead metal components that had strangely melted at room temperature flowed out. They could even vaguely see the outlines of components such as the hammer and firing pin.

In just a few tens of seconds, only a layer of iron sheet less than a few millimeters thick remained on the guns in their hands, and all the contents flowed out.

Adele's eyes trembled slightly. She had a vague guess, but it was too crazy and terrifying. In her heart, she could not believe that this was reality.

Unfortunately, Adele guessed how things would turn out.

The gangster who started spraying milk first let out a heart-wrenching scream, and after a minute, the white milky liquid finally stopped flowing out of his chest, and instead a paste-like solid-liquid mixture with blood and flesh textures sprayed out.

His whole body quickly became shriveled and thin like a roll of toothpaste that was squeezed hard, and large streams of blood flowed out of his chest.

As the people around him stared in amazement, his body slowly collapsed and fell to the ground deflated like an empty sack.

Adele couldn't help but look away. The horrifying sight made her scalp numb and she couldn't help but want to scratch her face. At the same time, all the gang members experienced similar phenomena. Within three minutes, they all collapsed to the ground, and the extraordinary characteristics were separated from the mushy flesh and blood on the ground.

Wendy couldn't hold it in any longer, she fell to her knees and began to vomit loudly. If she hadn't been scared by Cecia and didn't eat breakfast, she would have vomited up her breakfast by now.

Adele also felt a little sour in her mouth, but she suppressed her emotions in time.

"You, what do you think?" Vinata's voice was a little dry, and it was obvious that she was also very shocked at this moment.

"I'll throw my milk cup into the fire when I get home," Adele answered mechanically.

"Also, I will never make Feynaporte Bolognese again."

……

In the suffocating silence, mushrooms gradually grew on the corpses.

The minced meat on the ground was completely absorbed by the aerial roots of the mushrooms, as if the strange scene had never happened. Only the shriveled and unrecognizable Extraordinary people, the extracted Extraordinary characteristics, and the colorful and strange mushrooms were left.

Heavy footsteps came from the stairs, making the wooden stairs thump. Under the vigilant eyes of Adele and Vinata, a man in overalls and a white shirt walked down the stairs. He was about thirty years old, with a strong physique and thick sweat hair, so that his exposed forearms seemed to be covered with a brown sweater.

"You must be Miss Sevens and Miss Searsi, right? Is this your friend?" He smiled innocently, "Frank Lee, the first mate of the Future. The captain asked me to come to you."

(End of this chapter)