American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 135: 135 Let's Dance Together

Chapter 135: 135: Come on, let’s dance together

Just as Ron was planning to join the team in the same dance, the strangers stopped the dance, then turned their heads, and their eyes fixed on Ron, staring at him coldly.

The axe killer hidden in the dark also looked at Ron.

The expression on his face was three points of contempt, three points of coldness, and four points of indifference.

With such a poor dance skills, do you want to get in?

Do you think my axe killer is a fictional reputation?

Do you think our group recruits idol players?

What we need is a powerful person.

You are a handsome bastard with high legs and long face, why don’t you get out of our team?

If you want to raise our upper limit of appearance, don’t think so!

If you want to lower our business limit, don’t even think about it!

"The next thing is my hunting moment."

"Speaking of this, the old man in black robe introduced by Fiona is really amazing. He easily enhanced my strength and allowed me to control so many zombies. Although I lack control over zombies because of too many numbers, I am much stronger than before."

The axe killer thought of the promises the old man from the black robe, the high priest, had given him.

Just find Ron and you can easily kill Ron.

"Bang!"

Because Ron has long disappeared.

If you can still say such logical words.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

At this moment, a weird guy seemed to see that Ron had a problem.

With a crisp metal sound, two axes collided violently in the air and sparked sparks, falling one after another.

Ron took advantage of the empty space and quickly fled to the alley beside him.

He raised his pistol and pulled the trigger wildly behind him, and with the sound of gunshots.

In this way, the weird guys fell into the murder of each other.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"It's over, I'm discovered before I get mixed in."

What's the meaning?

Why don't you jump?

Didn’t everyone cooperate well just now?

Ron tentatively jumped a few more times.

The weird guy held up the axe and was all in a daze.

"Kill, it's so ugly!"

The people who were hiding in the shop and peeking through the windows saw this scene and covered their eyes and mouths.

Ghost step dance, no response.

Not to mention killing through the universe, isn’t it easy to kill a mere Ron?

"Ophina waits for me, and when I kill Ron for you, we will spend two together."

"Huh? I actually responded, what the hell?"

Another weird guy also spoke.

These zombies seemed to be conquered by Ron's dance, and all opened their mouths wide.

Then a group of weird people holding an axe rushed over, and then the weird people holding an axe rushed into the alley and stopped in a daze.

His head fell down.

In love, the rule of killing people is who speaks and who dies!

Because it is difficult for a zombie to speak.

It should be like this. No one can speak, but you have a loud voice and can speak. Who will die if you don’t die?

The next step is simple, just act the same as the weirdo.

Then he glimpsed the weirdo's axe and flew out of his hand and chopped it up in the back.

Ron was excited because he felt he had found a solution to these weirdos.

Covering your eyes is to avoid seeing this disgusting scene again, while covering your mouth is to prevent things from spitting out in your stomach.

"We practiced dance for 48 hours a day and finally made our debut. Why do you kill someone..."

Suddenly a weird guy slashed the head of the talking weirdo.

Square dance, no response.

Ron immediately understood.

I quietly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Fortunately, the foolish eyes could confuse these not-so-smart living zombies.

His cold sweat broke out.

The weirdo took a step forward together, raised his axe and slashed at Ron.

Using his ignorant eyes, he confused the seven or eight living zombies that rushed into the alley first. Before he knew it, he quietly got into it.

Latin dance, no.

"Wait, it seems that the way these guys can distinguish their enemies is very simple."

As a result, he also got an axe on his neck.

"Did this dance conquer them?"

The dance library ran out and he danced an axe dance.

The weirdo's dance came to an abrupt end, and then he looked at himself together.

Ron also raised his axe and mixed it in it, showing a confused expression.

To be honest, will you be chopped?

Can't these guys tolerate someone who tells the truth?

Suddenly, he raised his axe and slashed at Ron.

"Mad, I'll stop..."

He turned his head blankly, staring at Ron, tilting his head as if thinking about something.

The weird guy looked at the person who was speaking out in unison.

"Why do you want to cut him? He just..."

In the past, I could kill a state with an axe in my hand.

The strangers roared together, their voices were hoarse and endless resentment.

Soon the street was covered with broken limbs and broken arms and blood, and blood flowed down the manhole cover into the sewer.

"The world is not fighting and killing..."

"Yes, he can't run so fast, he must have mixed in between us."

Seeing this, Ron had to kill the sharp-eyed monster with an axe.

People blamed for not responding.

Ron was confused.

"It's all about working for the community, uniting, and uniting..."

The legs almost stirred up a afterimage, and finally successfully entered the alley before the axe cut him.

Maybe it felt too ridiculous, he said indignantly.

"Why do you want to kill people? Everyone is a club..."

The sound seemed to be squeezed out of the throat, and it was extremely difficult to make a sound.

"Why do you kill someone..." A strange man was killed by an axe as soon as he spoke.

Even if the axe killer who is secretly controlled is stupid, even if he doesn't have strong control over these zombies, he can still find that there is something wrong with these zombies.

Then, a weird man suddenly cursed and spoke.

"Fuck, we are the same..."

Ron swung hard, and the axe flew out in a spiral, turned a corner, and hit the axe that flew out.

"brush!"

The weird guy doesn't seem to have a high IQ, so he shouldn't be able to see the problem.

All the axes that flew in the front were hit by bullets, and then they shifted their direction and knocked away more axes that came from behind.

Ron changed to dance street dance, but he didn't respond.

With one axe down, the head split into two halves, and the white bloody tofu flowed down.

With so many helpers, the axe killer could not have imagined that it would fail.

The weirdo's head suddenly split into two, and red and white things flowed out.

That is the classic dance in Stephen Chow's "Kung Fu".

Ron was stunned by the secret control. It was too cruel and bloody!