145 Flying

“Ahhhhhhh!” Huang Jiahui let out a shrill scream.

Her right hand was slapping her left brutally, something was trying to probe into the back of her hand.

Luo Yuan quickly grabbed her hand and saw a small black worm about a chopstick’s girth probing itself into her skin. It would not let go no matter how hard Huang Jiahui hit it.

This creature obviously came from the splash of seawater just now. His face darkened immensely, not expecting the sea to have parasites like this lurking, as he squeezed hard onto the worm in mere seconds.

The parasite was smooth and slick, surprisingly forceful when it twisted and turned, despite its size. Luo Yuan would probably have lost his grip if he was caught off-guard. He then ripped the parasite out with brute force.

The worm was flung off Huang Jiahui’s hand and blood gushed out from the wound like a burst pipe. Luo Yuan realized that the parasite had already penetrated about 10 centimeters deep into the back of her hand.