The gravitational force

"Holy shit! You're too slutty! Doesn't tap water wash away the filth from your brain, girl?!"

Jefferson blurted out without thinking. He was both irritated and unacceptable.

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"Then why would I go all out and get soaked like a puppy? Damn it! If I get back to the office, Parallel will definitely make fun of me. I thought I could close the deal without this."

Looking left and right to make sure no one saw, the mysterious man named Jefferson reached out and touched the round belt buckle with two parallel lines as a symbol. Its shape resembled an equals sign, which was a perfect fit for the logo of the Parallel organization he belonged to.

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With a little pressure, the button on the belt buckle dented, alternating with the spurt of a clear liquid that was not sperm cells. It looked like a thin gel curtain the size of a mat floating in mid-air. Before it fell to the ground due to gravity, Jefferson immediately pounced on it!

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Believe it or not, this is cutting-edge technology. In just a split second, the gel curtain covered the entire body of the person. It penetrated the surface, penetrated all the way to the hidden spot, before squeezing and tightening! It made a loud pop! Then it came out as a new set of clothes that were both stylish and cool, and completely dry, ready to continue with the task immediately.

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"Damn! No matter how many times, I still can't get used to it. I'm telling you the truth, my boss, I'd rather run naked and change into a phone booth like Superman. When we're done with this little girl, we'll have to talk about this seriously. It's like the Chinese fashion "Fai Dong Kid", right?"

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After dealing with the problems under his clothes, it was time for Jeff to bring the readers back to the main story. His eyes were still spinning with the propeller shaft, his brain bidding for distance, preparing to use the heavy weapon to end this shameful matter as quickly as possible. He raised his right hand, which was his dominant hand. He aimed his index finger at the girl who was spreading her legs to flirt with the man.

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"Attack mode! Lock on!"

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The first-person perspective command ended, and the scene in front of him turned bright red like someone was bleeding. The numerical data of the different shooting angles were running around at the edge of his eyes. The digital crosshair blinked and moved towards the target girl, Chaemcha.

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"I hope I don't meet you at the brothel, girl... Goodbye."

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"Shoot!!!"

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The tip of his index finger that was locked on the target suddenly snapped, revealing the internal mechanical parts that were charging.

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"Whizzle, whizzle!!!"

Following with a sharp, ear-piercing sound, an aura shone at the tip of his finger. In less than three seconds, everything was over!

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"Jiuuu~!"

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"Ouch!"

The scalp was almost split open, and the hair jerked and jerked his neck almost to pieces. The light energy bullets hit Licorice's temple without missing, but she didn't die! Because that wasn't Jeffer's purpose.

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"Hey, girl! Girl! What's wrong with you! Why did you suddenly twitch and faint again? We just gave CPR until you regained consciousness?"

The rescue workers looked at each other, pretending to find the cause, even though in reality they wanted to continue kissing her, not wanting to have a break.

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Which wasn't strange because what Jeffer shot out was an invisible energy mass that couldn't be seen with the naked eye. It was produced from an ionic lignite compound, which was synthesized in Parallel's lab. When it combusts with carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, it creates a large mass of energy. As soon as it hits a human body, a chemical reaction will start. This energy will replace the thought clusters in the victim's brain. Free radicals under the unconscious will be pushed out and congealed into a lump, appearing to float out. Through the special retinas Jeff was using

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"Oh my gosh! The thought bubble is purple and swollen with blood and pus! I thought that this little girl was only cute in appearance, but her thoughts and memories are extremely promiscuous. If you use a camera in the lab to look at her, all she would do is show her sex moves. Shit! I feel sorry for her parents!"

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"I guess if it weren't for us, no one would be able to help her anymore. Society would be in a mess if we let the future of the nation have these values ​​in our brainstems."

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"This kind of thing requires the left hand! , Come on

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The moment that Chaem's thoughts were floating around, from a distance of more than 300 meters, Jeff decided to do a somersault for coolness. Kneel down on the ground before raising his left hand to spread all five fingers, turning towards the target!

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"Drian!"

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He gave the order, this time not just his fingers but his entire palm. The appropriately sized fan blades on his hand spun and spread out. Then the enormous suction power did its job. From the first person perspective, Jeff saw everything green, the opposite of before. He saw Chaem's memories slowly moving closer. But because her horniness was so intense, the weight was extra heavy. Before Jeff could suck it all into his hand, he was sweating. The entire lustful lump dented into his palm like a vacuum cleaner. He farted. Jeff's butt cheeks and body were hot and trembling.

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"Eww! Wow! It was almost bad, my ass is so sore! What a perverted, crazy child. Did your mother grind pornographic movies and mix them with your rice when you were a child? The after-effects are so strong."

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"Never mind, this is good enough. I believe that you will get better with your bad attitude being sucked out. At least, I can see that it is quite effective now."

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"Goodbye. I hope we never meet again."

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"....!"

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"Oops! No way! We definitely won't meet again. All of your memories are in my hands."

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Jeffrey left, turned around, and jumped into the advanced vehicle and left quietly. He didn't know what he was going to do with the horny memories he had sucked out.