Chapter 1250 White Nightmare (Third update, please vote for me)
"Don't talk nonsense to him and get in the car quickly."
Yin Luo pushed Zera away, but Zera didn't try hard and just let Yin Luo push him away.
As soon as the two got in the car, they discovered that there was a gun in Zella's car.
Not little pistols like theirs, but machine guns.
"He...why doesn't he fight back against us?"
"There must be no bullets..."
"Yes, four magazines."
The two of them looked at Zera standing outside the car, their faces a little unnatural.
However, Zella's smile was very natural and she kept smiling.
Lingam suddenly got out of the car and pointed his gun at Zeira.
"Why don't you fight back?"
"Kid, you obviously don't know what you're facing." Zella still had that smile.
It was just his smile that made Lingam feel creepy.
"Lingam, let's go quickly, don't waste time."
Suddenly, the originally dark forest path was suddenly shrouded in red light.
Lingam and Yinluo raised their heads and looked at the sky at the same time.
Then, they saw a ball of flame falling from the sky.
Yinluo climbed down from the car in a rolling state.
boom--
Flames fell on the roof of the car.
Zella took two steps back and fanned Heat Wave.
Lingam and Yinluo were hit by the heat wave and were knocked to the ground.
They felt like their bodies were falling apart.
When they turned around, they saw a tall woman with flames all over her body standing on the roof of the car.
This woman is like the legendary female war goddess, looking down on all living beings in the flames.
"Gaia, I finally modified this car."
Gaia shrugged: "The landing failed. I have been practicing humanoid landing recently and have been unable to land accurately."
Lingam stood up with difficulty, looked at Gaia in horror, turned around and ran into the forest.
"Aren't you going to chase me?"
"The direction he ran in was the direction Hailis came from."
"Um... I think he should be stopped. Hailis respects the president the most. Are you sure Hailis won't kill this guy?"
"Hailis has some sense of proportion."
Yinluo twisted his butt and tried to crawl away secretly.
Suddenly, a big sword fell in front of Yin Luo.
"If you want to miss a limb, keep climbing." Gaia looked at Yin Luo condescendingly.
ah--
An extremely cruel cry came from the woods.
Yinluo was startled, that was Lingam's voice.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Lingam escaping frantically.
Yinluo saw Lingam's face, and it was obvious that he had encountered something more terrifying in the woods.
Not long after, Hailis came out of the woods.
"Gaia, can I kill him?"
"If we kill him, Chen won't be able to get out."
"Okay, wait until the guild grows up and then kill him." Hailis compromised.
"Who are you?"
"How much do you want? I can give you whatever you want, one hundred thousand dollars? No, no, half a million dollars."
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"Boss Chen, you are so powerful. The man you knocked down just now was a professional boxer before he went to prison."
Professional boxer? Even if the boxing champion comes, he still has to get down.
"Is that guy famous?"
"Boss Chen, if you don't watch the news, that guy is a very famous boxer."
"What did he do to get in?"
"He raped his daughter."
"Damn it, I should have beaten him to death just now."
"That kind of scumbag, I hope he can meet White Nightmare."
"What white nightmare?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
Chen Zhao has seen nightmares, but Chen Zhao has never heard of white nightmares.
Norma is the bloodline of the Nightmare, and she can turn her soul into the Nightmare.
"I haven't seen it either, but in this prison, there is a legend about the White Nightmare. It is said that the White Nightmare will get into the prisoners' cells and kill the prisoners. Every time someone dies in the prison, some people say it is the White Nightmare. Damn it, when I came in last time, one person died, and one prisoner said that his roommate was killed by the White Nightmare."
Every prison has its own legend, but many of them are fabricated.
But when he was in the ring before, Chen Zhao did feel the magic.
However, the magic power was not strong, and Chen Zhao did not sense any evil aura.
People all over the world say that words are like the person they are, and some people can tell a person's mood and emotions from his words.
However, relatively speaking, handwriting cannot fully explain a person's good and evil, but magic power can.
Take Chen Zhao himself, for example. Chen Zhao's magic is full of violence and madness.
Gaia's magic is hot and determined.
Hailis's magic power is obscure and unclean.
Chen Zhao heard from Alas that some psychics would go to special places to practice magic.
For example, prison is a place where people who practice black magic often come.
Practicing black magic does not mean evil. For example, Heilisi is a representative figure of black magic. Although her magic is unclean, it is not evil.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. It's really uncomfortable to talk about this at night."
After turning off the lights, Chen Zhao heard Morocco mumbling.
At the same time, a misty breath appeared.
Chen Zhao turned sideways and looked around, and found that a trace of white air was seeping in from the crack under the cell door.
The white air gradually gathered into a white creature.
This creature has a body like white snow and a head like a cat. It is not tall, less than 80 centimeters, and stands upright.
It looked like a cat demon. The creature bounced lightly, stuck to the wall, jumped again, jumped to the ceiling and hung upside down.
On the ceiling, walk a few steps upside down until you reach the top of Morocco, then swoop down.
The cat demon is not invisible, Morocco feels it when it falls.
Morocco opened his eyes and saw the cat demon jumping on him.
He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make any sound or even move.
The cat demon stretched out his claws and slowly held Morocco's neck.
Morocco wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all.
It was as if a ghost was pressing down on the bed, and the body was tense.
The cat demon is very small and may not weigh more than twenty kilograms.
Normally, a creature of this size would not be able to cause any harm to Morocco's body shape.
Morocco is 1.8 meters tall, but weighs 110 kilograms, which is almost ten times the weight of the cat demon.
But the cat demon's seemingly weak claws grabbed Morocco's neck, making it difficult for Morocco to breathe.
"Save...save...life..."
Morocco turned his head with difficulty. He wanted to cry out for help and wanted to ask Chen Zhao for help.
But his voice was very weak, and he was having difficulty breathing like a drowning man.
But he saw that Chen Zhao seemed to be looking at him.
Morocco couldn't make a sound and could only use his mouth to ask Chen Zhao for help.
Suddenly, the cat demon also noticed Chen Zhao looking at it.
Hiss——
The cat demon made a hissing sound at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao sat up suddenly and reached out to grab the cat demon.
