Thriller Paradise Chapter 921: Demon Falling Rangers (5)
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"Oh, it doesn't look like everyone is here." Horris poked his head into the tree house, and there was no one in the house now.
But he still led Xiao Tan to crawl in from the entrance, and asked him to find a place to sit down.
"It's still early, I think everyone will be here in the afternoon." Horace said, walking to the table at one end of the tree house, and picked up a monster magazine. He showed the cover to Xiao Tan and said, "As long as you pass our'Monster Test', you can join the club."
"Monster...test?" Xiao sighed while observing the surroundings, while responding to Horris' words.
"You know..." Horace continued with a shrug, "Just test your knowledge about monsters and see if you are eligible to join our club."
"For example?" Xiaotan asked tentatively.
"For example..." Horris pondered for a moment, "Um...the way to kill a vampire."
"Oh..." Xiao sighed in response, and then almost blurted out, "The most thorough method is to expose to the sun."
"Yes." Horris nodded. "What else?"
"Well... the wooden post-piercing mental arithmetic is a classic method..." Xiao Tan thought for a while, and then said, "There are still some worldviews, and their heads have to be cut off." He paused, "Of course... A friend of mine thought it would be nice to throw them whole into the hay-cutting machine..."
"Wow! So you know so much." Horris exclaimed.
"Hehe...It's okay." Xiao Tan laughed. In fact, he had limited knowledge before, but after playing in Thrillerland for half a year, he knew all kinds of classic monsters and ghosts.
As they were talking, suddenly, the entrance of the tree house was opened again, and another small head came out from the floor (the entrance of the tree house is usually on the floor side).
"Hey, Horris, you're here." The chestnut-headed little boy in a red T-shirt greeted Horris, then looked at him and sighed. "Who is this kid?"
"He is Ang, the new kid." Horris replied. Then he sighed to Xiao, "Ang, this is Sean, he is the creator of the club, and his father helped us build the tree house."
When he said this, Sean also climbed into the tree house and closed the entrance easily.
"Hello." Xiao Tan greeted him.
"Hey. Hello." Sean also politely answered.
"Sean, I want Ang to join our club." Horace put on a weird "martial arts" posture and said happily, "He is great, today he used Chinese Kung Fu to help me run away. ej and Derek."
"But we are a monster club here, not a kung fu seminar." Sean teased.
"Ang is also very familiar with monsters, you can test him if you don't believe it." Horris replied immediately.
"It's okay..." Xiao sighed, "...but I do know some."
"Oh?" Sean was energetic, "Then...try our "Monster Test". If you can answer more than half of the questions correctly, let you join."
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On the other hand, in the downtown area, the reception hall of the police station.
Same as usual. This place is a busy scene almost every moment of every day.
Today, a strange man came here...
"Police officer. Please! Please lock me up!" He was dressed in a green hooded jacket and jeans, and looked about thirty years old. He kept yelling at several police officers, "I'm a werewolf! Werewolf! !"
The policemen who were entangled by him are also very upset. To be honest... they rarely hear the request to go to jail, and they have never heard of the reason "I am a werewolf".
"Just one night, please, tonight is a full moon!"
"Don't get excited, sir. Please calm down."
"You don't understand! You have to handcuff me! Put me in a cage!"
The conversation ends here. The man who claimed to be a werewolf had already grabbed one of the police officers' shoulders with both hands excitedly, and he would not let go no matter how hard the opponent struggled.
"Oh! Really. Man! Since you want to be arrested so much, that would be great!" The police officers were finally annoyed by him.
Two seconds later, two patrol officers and a detective approached together, and the three of them worked together to twist the man's backhand and prepare to handcuff him.
"What's the matter with this guy?"
"Who knows...let's contact the mental hospital."
After hearing the police officers’ conversation, the man became even more excited: "Oh, my God! You still don’t understand... You have to..."
His words stopped abruptly, because he was suddenly thinking of an idea.
In the next second, the man looked at the opportunity and pulled out the gun from the waist of the nearest police officer, and pushed the three people away with a brute force from nowhere.
Bang Bang
He raised his pistol, fired two shots at the ceiling without saying anything, and then shouted, "Lock me up!"
Boom boom boom
Before his voice fell, three more gunshots came.
But this time, it wasn't him who fired the gun, but a police officer who came from next door after hearing the gunfire.
After the gunshots, the man who claimed to be a werewolf fell down in full view...
In the eyes of others, this "mental patient who attacked the police and seized the gun" seemed to be "killed" in this way...
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At the same time, a museum in the city center.
"Well, I'll confirm with you again..." A black police detective in a trench coat said with a helpless tone to a museum security guard who seemed to be close to retirement age, "Here... There was a mummy for a year, right?"
"Yes, officer." The security guard replied.
"But he's gone now, gone, disappeared, and become history." The detective answered in his own rap-style spoken language.
"Yes, police officer." The security guard said yes with the same answer.
"And you..." the detective said as he walked around the other person, "...said he didn't hear anyone coming in...or leaving here, right?"
"Uh-huh." The security nodded in response.
"Can you hear me right now?" The detective raised his voice angrily.
"Of course, I can hear you clearly, officer." The uncle security's response was still so calm.
"So... you mean no one went in and stole that mummy?" the detective answered.
"I will definitely hear if there is any, officer." the security guard replied.
"Hehe...Yes, of course you will hear, I really asked a stupid question." The detective shook his head and muttered, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the security guard. "Did you take that?"
"No, police officer." The security master's response was calm and clear from beginning to end, but it was not helpful to the case. This caused the detective to be extremely angry.
"Well, I'm just asking." The black detective raised his hands and turned to look at his white partner. "Okay, I tried my best. This case is too difficult, man. I think we still Change your job to be a firefighter."
"I'm glad you're still in the mood to make a joke. Rich." The white detective took a strained face, then walked two steps toward the exhibition hall where the stolen mummy was located, and read, "The problem is... A corpse that has been left for two thousand years will not stand up and walk away by itself."
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After "Ah" **, the tramp who was knocked out by Feng Bujue woke up from his coma.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a dilapidated room with a dirty mattress under him.
"Wake up very quickly." The child's version of Feng Bujue's unchanging voice soon reached the homeless man's ears.
"Huh?" The tramp turned his head suddenly, and found that he was sitting on a small stool at the other end of the room. Carefully look to this side.
"You! You little bastard..." He scolded and got up, trying to catch someone.
Feng Bujue just sat calmly on the spot. Said an inexplicable word: "Taro."
Unexpectedly, the word came out. The tramp screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, his body still trembling like a spasm within a few seconds.
"Oh! My back!" The tramp fell to the ground and rolled, trying to reach for his back, but it seemed...this action was very difficult for him.
"Don't try, you can't take out the chip by yourself." Feng Bujue said.
"Wh...what chip?" the tramp replied, "what are you talking about, you little..."
"Taro." Feng Bujue interrupted directly before the opponent's next swear word.
"Ah!" the homeless man yelled again. But the pain came and went quickly, and he quickly caught his breath again. Asked, "What the **** did you...do to me!"
"It's nothing, I just put a chip into your back with the help of a friend." Feng Bujue said, "The level of technology contained in this chip is far beyond your understanding and even imagination. I won’t give a specific introduction to the category. What you need to know is that from this moment on, as long as I say..." He paused, "What you know... is the word..." He meant it without a doubt. The word "taro", "...you will become what you did before."
"A bunch of nonsense... how is this possible?" Of course the tramp would not easily believe this.
"Do you still believe it?" Feng Bujue said, "Then I will say it again, taro..."
"No...Don't!" Then, the homeless man confided, "Don't...Stop talking..."
"Heh..." Feng Bujue smiled, "You should be thankful, Mr. Hill. Long-term alcoholism and various unhealthy habits have made your nerves dull and numb...or you will feel more Bright pain."
"Who on earth are you...?" At this time, Hobo Hill apparently stopped seeing Feng Bujue as a normal kid, "How do you know my name?"
"In the pocket of your jacket... the only valuable thing is your driver's license, Mr. Hill." Feng Bujue replied, "As for my identity, you don't need to go into it. You can call me... …Mr. F."
"Well...f kid." Hill asked, "Why are you giving me that...er...chip?"
"Is this unclear...Of course it is for you to do things for me." Feng Bujue replied with a natural tone, "After all, I'm still a child. Many things should be handled better by adults. Wanbu said...you can at least be a driver for me."
"But... why did you choose me?" Hill asked.
"You brought it to the door yourself, Mr. Hill." Feng Bujue replied, "You tried to rob me, remember?" He spread his hands and said, "This kind of your behavior eliminates my to you. All the guilt of you, it’s against your character, I can say that I have been a taro for the whole day."
"Ah" Hill lay down again inexplicably.
"Secondly, given your living conditions, I think...even if you'suddenly and permanently disappear', it will not have much impact on society." What Feng Bujue refers to in this sentence" "Missing" obviously implies "death", "Anyway...no one will show up in a short period of time. This is also a very suitable condition."
"The third..." Brother Jue paused for two seconds, and added, "Similar to the second point, since you are an alcoholic and a tramp, your integrity will inevitably be questioned by the world's eyes. For example, let's ……No matter what illegal act I coerce you to do, or even get arrested with you during the implementation process, I’m still safe. By then, I just have to pretend to cry and nothing will happen; and you…you can try to talk to the police Say that you are controlled by a child with a technological chip and forced to commit a crime. Let’s see what the result will be."
Speaking of which, Hill is already sitting stiffly on the ground, dumbfounded.
"Now, Mr. Hill. If you don't want to hear that word anymore, get me up quickly and change my clothes." Feng Bujue said, pointing to the clean set next to the mattress Clothing, "I have a lot to do before sunset..."
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At the same time, on the edge of the city, there is a mountain road that is not too rugged.
A very simple household hatchback drove slowly to the side of the road~IndoMTL.com~ and stopped by the fence.
Next, a pale face appeared in the window on the side of the driver's seat, through the window glass and the light-blocking film... I glanced at the distant city.
No one knows where Dracula got this car, and no one knows why he turned into a bat and left the plane without being killed by the sun.
No one knows... As a vampire who has been out of the world for a hundred years, where did he learn to drive...
In short, Dracula in the worldview of "The Rangers" is a man full of mysteries.
"Let it all begin..."
After staring at the city outside the car window for a while, Dracula muttered to himself in a very second-degree tone, and then... he showed an expression of constipation finally unblocked after a long time, mixed with it A few excited smiles.
After using Yan Yi, which is commonly used by the horror movie villains,...he still restarted the car and drove down the mountain... (to be continued.)
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