"These are Jason, Mike, Nailhead, Leatherface, Ghostface, and the sheriff calls them the 'Farmer' squad, and I've sent them to assist you in your next operation."
The lieutenant sent some men to the mysterious house, and apparently, she also knew that Konstantin often killed his teammates, so this time the people sent were basically undead monsters with rough skin and thick flesh.Using monsters to deal with monsters is a very common way to solve problems."
Wow, that's cool."
Zakang circled around a few killers, reached out to touch the bloodstained kitchen knife in Mike's hand, turned his head and asked, "So Knell has all the characters in the classic horror movie?"
Is he planning to make a Big Smash Bros. movie?
”"Don't tempt me, they're what you think."
The adjutant continued to calculate something, and took the time to speak to Zakang: "Now you should not think about this problem, but how to make good use of them and achieve your tactical goals. ”"Well, there are so many people now, the tactic must be to fight more and fight less."
The slut reloaded the 'Demon Exorcism Holy Flame' in his hand, and each of these bullets was emitting a dazzling white light: "I'm going to be bloody this time, damn, if I can't kill the things outside the door, or the things outside the door don't have brains, then I'll lose a lot." ”This is an enchanted bullet filled with blessed holy water, mainly used to deal with the big demon, what is at the door, Zakang doesn't know, but the strongest weapon in his hand is this."
I can't see what's in front of your door."
The adjutant gave a little information, and since she was able to lock the specific spatial coordinates of the mysterious house, she could naturally observe the situation at the door: "It was empty, but I could hear the knocking and laughter clearly. ”"Winter, Winter, Winter.....
Hee-hee-hee!
”The sound never stopped, as if it was chanting a scripture."
It's okay, it's normal not to see the enemy."
Konstantin thought for a moment, he ran to the kitchen again, and dragged out a small half bag of flour with difficulty: "The invisible monsters I have dealt with, not a thousand, but eight hundred, but guess what?
Worthless things like flour or talcum powder are often the solution. ”Seeing that he dragged half a bag of flour so hard, he couldn't even stand the murderer, and he liked to help the outsider's leather face put down his chainsaw and help the weak chicken man carry the flour bag first."
Whew......" he let out some indecipherable groans."
Thank you, you're weird."
Konstantin patted Leather's shoulder and thanked the other party politely: "If it weren't for the fact that your whole family likes to kill people and drink blood, I would like to introduce you to a girlfriend." ”In fact, Leatherface's family conditions are not bad, there is a big farm, a big house, and countless belongings left by the dead after they were eaten, anyway, it must be much better than the hockey boy Jason."
Huh?
No, don't. ”Leatherface shook his head, stammering his new friend's offer."
Uh, you can't kill a woman every time you see it, this kind of thing is actually quite fun."
came to the door with a leather face, and motioned for him to sprinkle half of the flour on the ground, and the remaining half of the pocket was put on the door frame to make a trap: "When you have a chance, my brother will take you to the young lady and let you see the customs of the West Coast." ”"That, can Miss Find me one?"
The ghost face in the crowd raised his hand, and he stood on tiptoe a little expectantly: "They don't like women, but I like it, buddy, I think we'll have more in common." ”"If I'm not mistaken, you're just a normal person, right?
American college students?
”Konstantin designed the position of the ambush with a leather face, walked to the ghost face again, and threw a cigarette to the other party: "I'm worried that you can't bear some high-intensity gameplay?"
”"Ah, in a way, I'm really an ordinary person, at least compared to the few people around me, I'm in my second year of college this year, majoring in educational psychology."
Oniface took the cigarette, stuffed it into a small hole in the mouth of the mask, and took a lighter out of his pocket and lit it: "But I'm actually not ordinary, because I can be anyone, even if I die, there will be another me to take over, I have never been alone." ”To put it simply, anyone under his mask can be, and his state is similar to that of a Joker, as Ghost Face is a spirit that spreads terror and has fun with it."
I see, you're pretty cool."
Konstantin nodded, he touched his chin, and a few crumbs fell out of the dirty stubble: "Okay, then even if you are the only one, who else is going to play with?"
Mr.
Nailhead?
Milebuckle?
”The pale nail head was suddenly called, and he just glanced at Konstantin calmly, and then lowered his head and began to fiddle with the Rubik's Cube in his hand, obviously not interested in this suggestion.In the same way, the whiter-faced moonlight killer was not interested, he just pinched the blade of his kitchen knife and kept turning it over and over, as if he was inhaling the residual smell on the knife, which was the fear generated when the victim was struggling to escape.It was not surprising to see that Konstantin had a good relationship with these murderers so quickly, after all, although he was a scumbag, he was a master of dark art, and it was naturally smooth sailing to contact these dark creatures.However, she still coughed and interrupted the slut's one-sided small talk: "Don't just talk, can you start?"
Or are you going to wait for the other person to break down the door and do it as a passive defense?
I have limited time and can't keep an eye on you all the time. ”The reason why the communication is maintained is because if something can't be done, the adjutant will immediately teleport Zakang to the 40K universe, so that he will not hang up.Obviously, the slut has already seen this, and after realizing that his safety has been guaranteed to a certain extent, he has become a lot more emboldened."
That's not good, don't look at my door is tattered, but this material is actually ancient dragon's bloodwood, and the magic circle carved on the door panel has long been lost, not to mention that it is a whole with the house, but I can't let the monster break me."
Konstantin took a deep breath and began to place a new magic circle in the area around the door where the flour had been sprinkled, which was supposed to be used to form a barrier to trap some unnatural creatures or block energy.Nail Head walked over slowly, glanced at it, and then as if he had learned, he also began to offer to help perfect the magic, and the two spellcasters worked together at a much faster speed.The tactical arrangement is very simple, that is, everyone sets a trap on the inside of the door, arranges people, and waits until the door opens, which is equivalent to smashing the cup, and everyone rushes up to kill whatever comes in from outside the door.Of course, Konstantin himself was not among the people who rushed up, and he spent a long time talking to these crazy murderers, isn't that just to make them back......