Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 445 - 257: Eaten by Susan (Mmm-hmm)_3

The next moment.

Boom~

The office door, half-detached, hung limply on the frame, looking quite pitiful.

’Light as a feather,’ he closed the door.

Susan turned her head to look at Brian.

Brian spread his hands: "I’m innocent."

Susan nodded: "I know, Second-level Staff Brian, come with me into the team leader’s office, I need to talk to you!"

Over half an hour later.

Susan, out of breath, straightened her clothes: "Are you full?"

Brian nodded obediently.

He had just been ’eaten.’

Thanks to Linda’s assist!

Before that, Susan had always been reluctant to take the final step!

"Now that you’re full, don’t you dare eat anything outside, or I’ll blow your G-head off!"

Susan huffed, standing tall and proud, and strutted out of the office.

In the blink of an eye.

The entire office was left with Brian alone.

He got up from the ground, his facial expression turning into one of relief.

It was a good thing he had reacted promptly, voluntarily killing his genetic material. Otherwise, considering his cell vitality, Susan might soon have to come to work with a big belly.

The combination of enhanced humans and Mutants, where difficulties in bearing offspring were common, seemed to lose its regularity before him, a Mutant.

Brian could feel his genetic materials, that urgent desire to leave his body and seek a target to propagate as if those things had their faint instincts.

"Looks like I still need to get stronger as soon as possible, then find old Dean’s organization, to address the potential problems with freakish offspring..." freeweɓnøvel.com

After pondering for a moment, Brian couldn’t help but crack a smile: "Thanks, Linda!"

Bringing this young girl to Los Angeles wasn’t a waste.

After months of drought, he finally got to ’eat meat’!

...

The next day.

Susan was back to her usual self, arriving at Brian’s apartment early in the morning, around five, to take him to the airport.

Of course.

When they left, it was already past eleven in the morning.

When Brian left wearing the Second-level Staff uniform he had hardly ever worn before, the sofa that had witnessed his growth and been stained with countless sweats had become a wreck.

People often say that men are lecherous.

The people who say this must not be married.

Even with his physique, he was feeling a bit limp right now.

Susan’s constitution didn’t seem as simple as it appeared.

Her resilience was extremely exaggerated.

So exaggerated that Brian suspected Susan might have inherited some of old Dean’s talents, which just hadn’t been unearthed yet.

After all, the first time he went to see old Dean.

Brian deliberately used the story about encountering the Mutant Beast in Forest Park and nearly perishing to provoke Dean, resulting in Dean asserting that it would have been just his, not Susan’s, demise.

It’s just that old Dean had promptly realized his mistake and hadn’t finished his sentence.

"It looks like there are indeed some secrets to Susan’s body..."

As he rubbed his lower back, feeling even more bitter, Brian grew more convinced that any offspring he would have with Susan wouldn’t be too normal.

Hopefully, she wouldn’t be pregnant for three years and then give birth to a Nezha.

...

Having tasted the ’meat,’ Susan now had a special charm about her.

She was already beautiful with a good figure. Apart from her height putting pressure on many men, her turnaround rate was very high outside.

Today was even more exaggerated.

It made Brian a bit jealous.

If it weren’t for his black uniform and Susan wearing two shiny revolvers on her waist, which even at the airport made her look unapproachable, there might have been men who would’ve ignored him and approached her directly.

Susan, hugging Brian, felt reluctant to leave, having acquired a taste for it: "Hurry back when you’re done, I’ll miss you."

"Me too..."

After more sickening sweetness, Brian was finally let go.

Phew~

Only when Brian got to business class did he dare show a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t handle Susan, but purely due to body structure, in certain affairs, men’s pleasure lasted only for the first few minutes, and it became uncomfortable over time, while it was different for women.

And Susan’s toughness was just ridiculous.

With a moment’s sentiment.

Brian scanned his surroundings, pulled out his phone, and dialed old Dean’s number.

This trip was not only for an exchange in White Elephant Country.

He was also planning to visit Japan.

A call to check on the safety was necessary.

After all, he was planning to have a blast this time.

The call went through, but it was met with the busy tone of a rejected call.

Brian furrowed his brow slightly.

Although old Dean was a Mutant, he was only somewhat obsessed with "The Book of Changes."

Even if he sensed danger, he would have told him about it.

What did this rejection mean?

Something seemed off.