American comics: This guy is crazy

Black Hand Gang, Walloon.

Bigfoot Gang, Shredder.

Hands together, Mrs. Gao.

Counting Allen, the representative of the Assassin League, to form a new round of four-party talks.

Except for the Black Hand Gang, the other three can be said to be global killer organizations. If it were not for the Holy Lord who is afraid of the Black Hand Gang and the Shadow Corps controlled by the Black Hand Gang, they would never have the chance to enter the alliance.

"Leixiao Aogu has retired and sent you to discuss important matters."

Shredder's words were full of disdain. He looked down upon the new unknown people who emerged, even if the ninja master came in person, he might not give him face.

"What species are you?"

As soon as they met, Allen was scorned, and Allen did not hesitate to activate the strong-mouthed king mode.

This sentence made Shredder's heart tremble.

The secret of his own body is kept strictly confidential. Once leaked, the whole world will become his enemy.

After all, it is not the turn of extraterrestrial species to intervene in the internal affairs of the earth.

Allen's little mouth would not give up. He muttered to the ceiling: "What's in the sewer? There are four turtles and a mouse in the sewer. They can't be killed. They can't be killed. They can't be beaten."

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are the Bigfoot's old enemy, and Shredder has repeatedly suffered defeat at the hands of the opponent.

Today, someone opened the scar on the spot and was so angry that the wrist blade popped out subconsciously.

"You went too far. Apologize to Mr. Schrader immediately."

Mrs. Gao, the leader of the Hand, came to lend a helping hand. Originally, the three groups had privately decided to suppress the Assassin's League, which was developing rapidly, and now they were taking advantage of the situation.

"I am a blind man, why do you want to make things difficult for me, a blind man?" Allen said leisurely.

Mrs. Gao obviously recognized the Daredevil mentioned in the words.

That damn blind man repeatedly fought against the Hand, causing his majesty to be repeatedly challenged.

As a result, over the years, my life has been very prosperous, my girlfriend has changed one after another, and my girlfriend has died one after another.

"Are you looking for death?"

Mrs. Gao's eyes narrowed, and she tapped the cane on the ground, which was a secret signal to the killer. Just one more tap would kill the killer.

"Oh~"

Allen raised his voice, rolled up his sleeves, and said righteously: "A blind man can't be bullied. If you want to bully a fool like me, you're an old woman. Sajia will provide justice to the disabled community today."

"Everyone, calm down and give me some face."

Wallon anxiously stepped forward to smooth things over.

Each of you has special skills, but you are just ordinary people. If you really want to fight, if the sword has no eyes and one part is missing, you will suffer a big loss.

"All right."

Allen put down his sleeves and said leisurely: "For the sake of your pretty face, I will give you a favor and say hello to your calendar owner and his family for me."

Wallon: "..."

Calendar boss.

Naturally, it refers to the Holy Lord.

He also said hello to his whole family.

Are you sure you're not swearing?

In fact, Valon really misunderstood Allen. How could he say normal things if his thinking mode was different from that of ordinary people.

"Your Excellency, are you humiliating the Holy Lord?" Wallon asked angrily.

"No."

With an innocent expression on his face, Allen glanced at the representatives of the three parties and said aggrievedly: "If you don't welcome me, then I'll leave!?

After that, he stood up, called Bruce and Oliver, and headed for the exit.

When approaching the exit.

Allen stopped, turned around and asked, "I'm really leaving."

However, Schrader, Mrs. Gao and Valon looked at him, and it was clear from their gloomy expressions that they had no intention of retaining him.

Waiting for the three of them to walk out of the conference room, sit down again and prepare to discuss many matters.

"Just say something and I won't leave."

Before he could speak, Allen turned back, as if he would give you one more chance, or else he would leave.

With three pairs of eyes staring blankly, Allen curled his lips and said angrily: "How old are you? You can get angry after saying a few words. You must have an incomplete childhood that leads to an unhealthy mind."

"I'm going to beat him to death."

Shredder became furious and wanted to kill the damn madman.

"Hey, hey, hey, he got so angry when I poked him in the pain, hehe..."

Allen didn't forget to get high before escaping.

If Mrs. Gao hadn't blocked her with her cane, Schrader would have gone after him.

"It's an important matter to discuss. If people from the Assassin's League are not present, wouldn't it be playing into one's own hands?" Mrs. Gao said calmly.

"Could it be that the hatred of humiliation can be easily overcome?" Schrader said solemnly.

"There's no need to take action personally. He can only live for seven days at most."

…

The talks fell through.

Allen and the three of them found a motel to stay.

Oliver went out to find out where the Redemption Blade was, waiting for the Assassin's League to send the equipment.

It is forbidden to carry controlled equipment on a plane, so knives and bows and arrows should be placed in the suitcase. They should be locked up in the bureau now.

Tuk tuk…

"Who?"

There was a knock on the door, and Allen got up from the bed and opened the door.

"Someone brought you something."

A rectangular package wrapped in newspaper arrived from the front desk.

Allen was a little confused, so he took it and closed the door, muttering: "I didn't shop online, how could there be express delivery?"

Tear open the outer packaging and you will find a box of old-fashioned video tapes.

"Retro and nostalgic version of precious images of human reproduction."

Allen's eyes narrowed in excitement.

The door to the forbidden is so inextricable.

The tape is inserted into the TV and the switch is pressed.

Allen put his legs together and put his hands on his knees, sitting upright with a critical look in his eyes.

Gray snowflakes were reflected on the screen, but the picture was not played immediately.

"Bad contact?"

Allen walked to the TV and patted the casing with his hand.

It just so happened that a black and white picture was played.

A woman is combing her long hair in front of the mirror. The angle of the shot seems to be from a voyeur.

"A modern retro island country film that seems to have a plot."

Allen was looking forward to it more and more, and he watched closely, fearing that he would miss any detail.

Within a few minutes, there was another burst of snowflakes, and the scene turned into a group of people crawling twisted on the lawn. The appearance was very strange and bizarre, as if they were suffering from great pain, and there seemed to be a way to save them. Driven by a strong desire to survive, everyone Crawling little by little.

“There are so many people, it’s in the open air, it’s so exciting.”

Before Allen could see the scene he was looking forward to, another snowflake appeared.

In the next picture, a man wearing a hood stood by the river, pointing in a direction and remaining silent.

"Shet, who is so boring about making abstract films?"

Allen still had problems in his mind. He already guessed that it was not an educational film that he liked, so he immediately turned off the TV and went to sleep.

As a result, when I pressed the button, the screen was still playing.

"The TV is broken, the boss won't blackmail me for money."

A spiritual young man who grew up under a red flag, Allen does not believe in ghosts in the world, but only believes in science.

Use a trick.

Pull the plug.

The video surprisingly continued to play.

A well is located in a silent mountain forest.

As the frames faltered, a pale palm appeared at the mouth of the well.

Allen looked at the plug in his hand and then at the image on the screen.

A woman with disheveled hair and an unclear face crawled out of the well, slowly straightened her stooped body, and then walked slowly, as if she was stepping out of the TV and into reality.

The woman gets closer and closer until her white clothes fill the entire screen.

The image ends here.

Jingle Bell……

Suddenly, the landline phone on the bedside table rang.

Allen picked up the phone.

"Zhenzi, is that you? Zhenzi, I am your fan."

"..."