Chapter 995: ?A collection of scary movies

The Death Knell Chapter 995 The Scary Movie Collection Audio Novel Online Listening

Faust still couldn't run after all. He watched a bald clown in front of him holding a balloon, and when he bounced towards him, he could only put his back on a big tree and finished the pistol in vain. Bullets.

But it was useless. He couldn't even burst the opponent's balloon. The big red balloon was so bright in the winter forest.

He closed his eyes in resignation and gave up resistance. His various chemical or biological agents were completely ineffective against the monsters that followed, and his psychological tactics were even more useless. The few remaining men were all not long ago. Dead, only him is left.

Today, the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

Seeing his performance, Su Ming, who dressed as a clown returning to the soul of Pennywes, knew that it was almost the case. Along the way, Faust encountered not only the predator, but also the hatchet, the elongated ghost and the candy man.

These American horror stories come in turn, and all the horror segments in future movies are staged. How can people of this age stand this?

Movies now are at best about vampires or murderers, and they are far from the level of "human demons" in the future. Faust suffered from a loss of imagination, or it can be said to be a loss of intelligence. They did not know that the death knell could be deformed.

Zemo might know, but he didn't say anything. After being betrayed as an abandoned son, he couldn't share information. The Führer and Faust thought that his bargaining chip was the Super Axis team, but the intelligence in his mind was actually the most valuable.

Faust didn't go crazy, but he was on the verge of mental breakdown, so that his hands and feet were not at his disposal. On the one hand, it is physically exhausted; on the other hand, it has lost the hope of escape. People still live by hope.

In fact, if he didn't want to be the President of the United States and jumped out to do these silly things, he could obviously continue to be the director of the ssr, and the death knell would be too lazy to care about him.

But dying from dream chasing is not ashamed.

Without talking nonsense with him, Su Ming handed him the balloon in his hand, and a big mouth full of fangs suddenly appeared on the balloon, which bit Faust's head off in one bite.

"Puff!" The sound of high-pressure liquid splashing came, and the snow and trees were also stained dark.

"Well, there is no useful information. It seems that the head of state still has a hand." After waiting for a few seconds, as the strangulation passed the memory to the host, Su Ming sighed, took the headless body back to the farm, and hooked him. on.

Strangling also gradually returned to the black and yellow armor, and a small black bag emerged from the host's shoulder, with a pair of half-moon eyes on it, which looked very cute.

Su Ming touched its head and walked to the barn where the door was still locked. He always felt less clumsy when he moved on his own. The stand-up comedy was really less interesting. He and strangulation had the same thinking, and there was nothing fun.

The body after the Führer blew himself up should have been destroyed, but there must be a certain place where the new root of hatred was activated at the same time. What were the steps in the middle?

If you can find this link, even if you don't know how moustache copied himself, you can find a backup of his memory.

But Su Ming wanted to kill his moustache, but he didn't want to use the time gems. The price was too high. He was still in the process of recuperating.

Or, find someone to negotiate a condition? Or start with the raw materials of giant robots and follow the path?

While thinking, he squeezed the chain on the barn door. When the probe went in, the warehouse was full of bacteria bags and shelves for cultivating mushrooms.

Faust may be planning to control Dr. King first, and then use him to control other black groups, walking these spores and starting the American Civil War.

But now that others are dead, the mushrooms are useless, and they all fall into Su Ming's hands.

Seeing these red and white, pretty fungus, Su Ming touched his chin, he had no idea about these things.

Controlling others is great, but in the Marvel world, the number of people is just a number.

The way to restrain mind control is simple, as long as there are robots. Not to mention anything else, that seemingly crude Shiva robot can completely overcome the controlled general population.

Let others truly agree with your point of view, which is more reliable than these crooked ways.

Bring it back to Kama Taj for research. It's really impossible to give it to Hamill and Xiao Wang to see if there is any way to make it and taste it.

"Heimdall! Come and help me move the mushrooms!"

Really, I didn't have any eyesight, and I was blinded by those big eyes. Su Ming has been watching Mushroom Station for a long time, and he doesn't say to take the initiative.

So it shook, and some rainbow bridges that sway like noodles enveloped the barn.

Monak woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mordu sitting not far from the bed, looking at him with a salty and wet expression.

While watching, Mordur was also holding palm oil and rubbing it on his chest. The black breast hair on the black skin was glued into a piece, and it glowed brightly under the yellow light.

The magic prince retched, he protected his heart for the first time, and touched his pants with the other hand.

Fortunately, there is no problem.

He closed his eyes and gasped, and sat up from the bed with his head in his hands. "Winter you should wear a coat. Always wear a black belt like an idiot."

"No, Master Monak, this is a kind of practice. I now feel the peace of mind." Mordor smiled, as if Monak's scolding made him very comfortable.

Monak shuddered and waved his hand, "Stop, don't say it, I don't know how the death knell brainwashed you, but I am not interested at all."

Mordo stood up very much, and mentioned his tight leather pants. "Since the master has woken up, I will leave first. Friends in Philadelphia are still waiting for me. There is a city full of friendship. ."

"Philadelphia? I remember, I will hide away from now on." Monakla said with a long face looking at his back as he watched Mordow open the portal and disappear.

"Love and peace! Kira!" Mordur heard his words~www.NovelMTL.com~ suddenly turned around and smiled, and came a lively one-footed jump with orchid fingers, answered in a rough tone, and then closed the portal away. go with.

"Hey!" The Magic Prince looked disgusted, rubbing his eyes desperately as if he saw something dirty.

Although Mordur's magical power has not changed much, it can only be regarded as a small improvement in these few years, but I don't know why, Monak now sees Mordor, and he feels extremely uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

The sense of oppression and deterrence is like some kind of evil god

He sat on the bed, rubbed the big bag that was beaten by the death knell, and sighed.

Looking back now, those incidents of manslaughtering the army must have been covered up, and the death knell knocked him out, and he must arrange everything according to his dark habits.

Really, I would have known it a long time ago and I would not object to it. Anyway, I have to listen to him if I agree or disagree.

Is that weapon a pan? Why is the death knell so skillful with pot knocking? I've lived for hundreds of years, but I've seen a lot of battles, but I didn't have time to react at all.

After a long sigh, I don't know how long it has passed. In short, the quiet room was disturbed by the sound of pushing the door again.

Turning to look, I saw the death knell holding a red mushroom in one hand and acting as a microphone, dancing his self-proclaimed "New Treasure Island" dance, sliding in from the door step by step, "Good Monarch, come and help Let me see if this is voodoo material?"

Monak covered his face and lay down on the bed, his eyes sluggish like a walking dead, and a sad roar echoed in his mind-‘Kama Taj is not saved, Master Gu Yi, I have a burden! ’

Seeing him fall down like a sack, the death knell under the mask smiled slightly, and it was really effective to pretend to be crazy. Monak forgot about being stunned by himself, and the plan passed.

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