Chapter 4539: Brainstormer

A bunch of eyeballs quivering at high speed, two slender legs, an ill-fitting maid skirt, and dirty flat shoes.

The eye maids are like something out of a horror video game, but Star-Lord is not very nervous because he believes that they are "actors" created by Deathstroke.

Even after retching once, he even had the time to think about where the vocal organs of these maids were.

The good news is that the maids don't have hands, they are all made of eyeballs from the waist up, all they can do is jump up, as if they are going to feed someone else an ice cream cone, and throw their bodies into the young lady's. slap on the face.

Wooden combs are not considered qualified weapons, and the physical fitness of girls nowadays is not comparable to that of warriors, but fortunately, Xingjue is very good at dodging. When using a comb to pierce the eyeballs of these monsters, they will temporarily stiffen due to pain .

The room is very large, and the bedroom of a noble lady is usually very spacious, which also gives her some space to move around, but it is inevitable to knock over some bottles and cans, and a lot of powder like cosmetics is scattered everywhere.

"Don't be naughty, miss, I know you don't want to gain weight, but you can't do without food. "

The gray-haired butler was still guarding the door of the room, watching patiently the maids and the missy playing chicken catch, his tone was still full of doting, as if he liked the lady's liveliness very much.

"Eat your mother's eggs! Falk squid! Humans don't give in!"

Holding the comb in one hand and skillfully extending his **** with the other, Xingjue sent a cordial greeting to his old butler. Of course, he did not forget to show his firm belief that he would not succumb to alien monsters.

Well, yes, Star-Lord is half-Spartan, half-human.

But he looks like a human being, and he considers himself a human being, and Deathstroke also thinks he is a human being, so naturally he has a position to speak from a human perspective.

The housekeeper obviously listened to Missy's greeting, he sighed, and shook his head slowly:

"A lady shouldn't say such a thing. It seems that I have to let my wife know about it. I'm sorry, Miss."

After all, the butler's body began to twist, as if he was doing a swing dance on the spot, and it was also a bit like a relapse of epilepsy.

But soon, his black tuxedo and his white hair began to deform in this weird creep, and his figure began to twist and twist, like plasticine being reshaped by an invisible force.

In the blink of an eye, the place where the housekeeper was standing was replaced by a person, a middle-aged woman in a blood-red long dress, who seemed to have upside-down eyebrows and was furious.

Her makeup and demeanor are full of exquisite aristocratic sense, but there is a large puddle of black liquid emitting a strange smell on the floor at her feet, which destroys the overall image and makes her look like she was fished out of a stinky ditch.

The woman opened her mouth, and just when Xingjue thought the other party would say something, he found that the woman's chin slid down unnaturally, drooping to her chest, and at the same time a huge eyeball slowly emerged from her mouth.

Stirring the viscous body fluid drawn between the teeth, the huge red eyeball quickly spun a few times, and the pupils constricted for a while, locking onto Peter who was jumping up and down.

"You're disobedient! Why don't you eat eggs?!"

Like the maids, she didn't know where her voice came from, and the huge eyeball in her mouth was obviously not a vocal organ.

Xingjue didn't feel any discomfort anymore. After acquiescing that the enemies were all bionics of Deathstroke, he even felt a little dull.

"No, are you still here? What do you do, you still have an egg in your mouth?"

Eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs, eyeballs everywhere, is it because the old captain lost one eye, what obsession does he have with this matter?

Anyway, Peter is a little aesthetically tired.

But now is not the time to talk about this, Deathstroke is not here, and I don't have the authority to contact the adjutant, even if it's useless to complain about the monster's design, the most urgent thing is to think about how to escape from the siege of these eyeball monsters.

Deathstroke said it before

Well, these bionics are real, and they seem to be much stronger than those undead skeletons I encountered earlier.

If you think about it, you will know that the skeletons are full of dry bones and sticks. The monsters in front of them have meat on their bodies, so it is natural that the creatures with muscles are strong.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the woman at the door began to swell, her body seemed to be inflated, no, to be precise, it was the eyeballs in her mouth that seemed to be inflated, rapidly expanding.

The woman's skull was cracked, and her sternum was also broken. After losing the restraint of her mouth, her eyeballs looked more like wild horses that had run wild, and instantly swelled countless times.

If it was originally the size of a honeydew melon, now it is almost the size of a motorcycle. It was still expanding, and soon, even the door frame around it was squeezed out of shape, and it collapsed like a broken biscuit.

In this regard, Xingjue not only did not panic, but his eyes lit up, because if the enemy exploded in anger, wouldn't he be able to escape easily?

Is the script arrangement of Death Knell like this? It's really ingenious.

In ordinary movies, monsters are killed. At least I have never seen any monsters being blown up by air. It is really creative, but could it be the arrangement of the adjutant? Well, it doesn’t look like it. Then Al doesn't seem to have a great sense of humor.

Waving the comb in his hand, he fought wits and courage with the maids who were gradually approaching, and poked out one by one eyeballs, and the black water inside soaked him all over his body.

But he had hope in his heart, and he just waited for the woman who looked like a little boss to explode and die.

It must be a small boss, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I haven't even found the ancient tomb, how could the monster I encountered be the final level?

Three seconds later, five seconds later, ten seconds later.

The ever-expanding eyeballs had already taken up half of the bedroom, and many pink tentacles grew from the eyeballs, as if they wanted to tie him up and drill holes.

Xingjue couldn't laugh anymore, this body's physical strength is also very problematic, maybe before being squeezed to death by the big eyeballs, it will be caught by these eyeball maids nearby, and then forcefully fed with eyeballs.

If you eat this kind of thing, your image in the documentary will be ruined.

So after a short balance, he cleared his throat and screamed with a girl's high-pitched voice that could shatter glass:

"Help! Can someone save me? Drax! Groot! Where are you?!"

Accompanied by his ear-piercing screams, everything seemed to be in slow motion. The next second, the iron fence of the terrace behind him suddenly flew upside down, and a not-so-tall figure crashed in with a sideways kick.