Returning to the End of the World

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Shen Chi obediently "rested" for six or seven hours, and then "returned" to the inner city of Las Vegas, as if they were unaware of the American government's coming.

The imagination of Americans for horror movies is actually far less than that of the Orientals, and their understanding of horror is more bloody.

"It's better to wait a few more days to see what they can do to clean up Las Vegas, and just try their strength." The officer headed said.

Suddenly, the room they discussed suddenly darkened, and the lights above their heads flashed twice, and for a moment they were still inexplicable.

The Miss Bellinger frowned and said, "What's wrong, is the circuit here unstable?"

But soon, a cold air made them unable to resist a shiver, and they felt that something was wrong. There were only two weather conditions left in the last days, midsummer and severe winter, and now it is midsummer, even if it is shaving The thunderstorms caused by hurricanes could not give them such a cold feeling.

But in the blink of an eye, they found that the place where they stood had changed, and their faces suddenly became pale!

No way, no one can see the scene in front of them, they ca n’t keep calm. Large tracts of scorching fires, all kinds of endless screams, sharp and sharp screams, and intermittent cursing are almost true to them. The buzzing insects rang, and the smell of sulfur was everywhere on the nose. Not only were the two church members of the seventeen people pale, their bodies were crumbling, they took out the cross and kept praying.

"... This is hell! Hell in the Bible!"

For religious Americans, no place is terrible for hell.

Let ’s talk about Shen Chi, let alone Shen Liumu, Ji Jia, and Mingyue. Even Shen Chi has n’t read the Bible. Of course, I do n’t know what **** looks like in the Bible, but the ghosts are scary. Mingyue The higher the skill, the more powerful the ghosts are. They can see things that humans can't see, and they can see the inner fears of humans.

Even if there is nothing very scary in the hearts of others, but there are people in the two churches who always have a fear of **** in their hearts.

Therefore, what is presented to them now is a complete version of hell, all kinds of evil spirits and demons and immortal bugs, eternal fire, eternal punishment, eternal darkness.

Because they told them not to disturb others, the whole room was again soundproofed by Mingyue, and people outside could not hear anything.

"This is the **** they imagine?" Shen Chi crossed his arms. "Not so good!"

This room can be used as a temporary conference room because it is large enough, and now because of the formation of Mingyue and the teasing of the imps, the seventeen men and women who are quite dignified when talking to Tang Manhui are panicking The room was ramming and screaming when hitting a chair, uh, no wonder they were. In their eyes, these chairs are demons with sharp black nails and claws. How did they touch their bodies? Can't make them scream.

They just circled around the house, thinking they were desperately running in a straight line.

Shen Chi avoided the bullets that flew, and the officers fired indiscriminately, frightened by their hands.

"Just start with them. Those three 'Doctors' stay to the end."

Shen Liumu smiled, his eyes rolled, and a turquoise whip suddenly appeared on his hand. An officer was rolled out after being rolled up. Ji Jia's little black began to sing. Its singing voice was particularly sweet and sang. The hymns of the church are extraordinarily holy.

In the eyes of the remaining sixteen people, a raging fire was burning in the boundless black hell, and then a white-winged angel suddenly appeared in the air. She sang a holy song and stretched out her white arms.

"God! Please forgive us! Take us out of hell!"

These people cried over and over again, there is no image at all, the whole body crawled toward the faint shadow in the air.

But suddenly! The angel's lips showed a weird smile, and clear blue eyes began to shed black blood and tears, sliding across her white porcelain-like face, her white wings were torn alive, and then, dripping from the blood On the shoulders, a pair of dark meat wings slowly grew.

The sound of the holy and pleasant song just now suddenly turned into a horrifying laughter, like the harsh sound of a sharp object across the blackboard, causing them to numb their scalp, and even trembled in their hearts, terrifying.

"Do not!"

"Do not!"

"..."

They shook their heads frantically. Even the determined soldiers showed a look of collapse. The fire was burning all around them. Listening to the screams, they felt that the fire was about to burn into their horns.

"Ah-" Suddenly one of them screamed, and they shivered and watched as the man was engulfed by the fire of **** and shattered and devoured by the demons, and several people were frightened incontinence.

Shen Liumu had no enthusiasm for creation for a long time. Looking at the blue-eyed officer, he always felt dissatisfied. After thinking about it, the two vines suddenly came from the place where the shoulder blades of the man who had been dying but only opened with a pair of fearful eyes. He stretched it out, blood dripped, and nodded in satisfaction when he finally painted what he wanted.

"Let's go." Mingyue gave them a scrambled note, and in an instant, they returned to the inner city of Las Vegas. There was almost no time delay, and Tang Manhui on the top of the building looked at his body. The huge Qingqing reached the inner city, and then a huge tall tree soared into the sky, and could not help but sigh.

Mingyue is far away. His rune is time-limited. When the time limit passes, the remaining fifteen people are almost scared to death. The sight is restored, the lights are restored, and the bright light is bright.

Suddenly, it seemed as if the **** he had just experienced was just an illusion.

The fifteen people breathed a sigh of relief, but found that they couldn't even stand up.

"Ah-" Even if it was screaming, his voice was hoarse, Beglin burst into chaos, and sat back on the ground in horror.

The crowd looked along her line of sight, and the **** face that had just recovered a little blood suddenly faded again!

It was someone they knew. The officer headed by him had a harsh voice, "... Arnot ..."

At this time, he stared at the blue eyes in horror. Because he was too scared, his eyes were protruding, and it looked particularly horrible. He was originally an officer with a high rank, but he was not too old, not more than four He was ten years old, and because of his good maintenance, his body maintained a good shape. Now that his upper body clothing has disappeared, a sharp wooden stab pierced his chest and nailed him to the wall.

If that's the case, it won't be so frustrating, but because there is a pair of wings on the wall behind him, and the wings are drawn with blood. The wings are still very fresh, the blood is still dry, and the blood drips down. They are so open, as if the dead Arnott is about to spread his wings and fly high, and under the light, the color of these blood stains becomes crimson, and it becomes even more strange, reminding them of what they just saw The angel who turned into black wings.

In the end, the officer's psychological quality is better than those of the others. The head of the officer stood up and walked towards Arnott, but soon he stepped on his feet and almost fell on his knees!

What did he see!

Borrick! The former Boric who fell to the fire of hell!

There was such a body completely burnt by the fire in front of his eyes. The reason why he was recognized was because of the medal he wore on his neck, and there was no trace of being burned by the fire at all around him, but he was completely All were burned into this pair, and there were pits and traces on the body, as if being bitten by teeth and torn by claws!

The bold officer also began to shake his body. He thought of Borik, who had just fallen into the fire of **** and was surrounded by demons, and almost wanted to turn to grab the door and run away.

With a click, everyone in the room was taken aback, and Bellinger couldn't bear it anymore, just passed out.

It turned out that it was Arnot who was nailed by the wooden thorns that suddenly fell down, and everyone smelled the scorched skin. The wooden thorns on his chest even made them incredible. Just now it was still a good wooden thorn, but it suddenly began to decay, and it turned into a cluster of black ash almost in the blink of an eye. At this time, they found that Arnold was not nailed to the tree thorn at all, He burned his skin and the wall with the fire and stuck his body together. What made them even more incredible was that Arnot's two shoulder blades were gone! There are only two terrible blood caves left!

Even the unbelieving Dr. Callus, Brennan, and three other officers were scared and soaked in sweat.

And Father Cloth and Sister Bettina kept kneeling on the ground, holding the cross and carrying the Bible to ask God for forgiveness, their voices and hands were shaking, and they were undoubtedly the most frightened among them.

The headed officer was actually not religious, but he felt dizzy and couldn't say a firm word. Are the previous ones just hallucinations? If only the hallucinations were so real, he looked at his palm, where there was a trace of the demon caught, and now it was blackened, smelled, and even a scent of sulfur.

If it wasn't hell, how could Boric be burned by the fire of hell, how could it be covered with traces of the demon, and no one could explain the **** and horrible death method of Arnault, he remembered the previous singing The singing angel, thinking of her blue eyes like Arnott and the weird smile of her lips when she shed tears, couldn't help shivering.

They were placed in a safer place to rest, and even a large number of troops were deployed to protect them, but they did not give them any sense of security, because the experience they saw could not be explained by common sense at all. Can he stop the devil by living in hell?

As soon as Wakelin woke up, he clamored to go back to Washington. "Carton, I don't care what you think, I want to stay with you, I want to go back! I can't stay here for a moment!"

Carlton was the officer headed by him, and he sighed. "This is to ask for your opinions."

At this moment, regardless of democracy or j, almost everyone agrees to go back. Even the three doctors who were most interested in catching the four Orientals before are no exception. No matter when they are Is n’t your life the most important?

"What's going on!" Brennan's face became so ugly, Carlton looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"The car won't start!" Brennan said with pale lips and trembling.

Soon, they discovered that not only this car, but all of their cars could not be started. They were obviously fuel-rich, and the needles on the indicator board in front of them started to jump randomly when they started, and the car could not start at all.

"Change!" Carlton snapped.

Of course, the outer city of Las Vegas has more than just these cars. Soon they found other cars. As a result, they still could n’t start. In the end, those cars from the San Francisco Chinatown were also expropriated. No one can start!

"What's going on!" Even Carlton felt his voice shake a bit.

"Well, I can start!" A local got in and started the car easily. Bellinger couldn't care less about the other, opened the door and sat in. "Go to Washington!"

But as soon as her **** fell, the car went out, and this time, the young man couldn't start any more.

As a result, Carlton soon discovered that everyone else could start the car, but as long as any one of their fifteen people sat up, the car could not be started.

This discovery made them all look pale, and Beeglin broke down and cried, no longer caring for any manners.

Mother Bettina was also teetering and almost fainted.

Many psionicists from Chinatown in San Francisco looked at them from afar. They would not have much affection for the people of the US government, so they just looked at it from afar, and even some people showed mocking smiles on their faces and their eyes were clear. Exhausted, but one person paled slightly, and pulled his body back.

She is a little girl of sixteen or seven years old. She is only about the same size as Shen Liumu, her black hair is shiny, her **** eyes are a bit aura, and she is obviously an Oriental.

Shen Chi did not know her, but indirectly heard her name from Tang Manhui. When they arrived in San Francisco's Chinatown on the first day, Tang Manhui said-"Xiao Ru already said that there would be guests today ..."

She is that little girl, she is a very peculiar phantom, just like the female disciple of Abe in Japan.

So, she can see that, on the shoulders of the fifteen American government people, they all sat in the shadows of black gas, one after another, and it looked like they were all children. The fear made her whole body uncomfortable.

As she shrank back, she saw a little girl sitting on the shoulder of the officer named Carlton, cracking her mouth, spitting out a blood-red tongue, and smiled strangely at her.

Xiaoru tried to cover his mouth before he screamed!

At this time, someone just patted her on the shoulder, Xiaoru jumped up in shock.

"Xiaoru, what's wrong with you?" Tang Manhui sounded softly.

Xiao Ru was so scared that her teeth were fighting a little, and she quickly pulled Tang Manhui and ran away.

"Uncle Tang, it's them ... it's them ..."

Tang Manhui's heart sank to a cool and quiet place.

"Xiao Ru, you can't say this."

Xiao Ru was so scared that she almost cried, but nodded wildly.

"Xiao Ru!" Tang Manhui's voice became severe, he looked at her solemnly, "Remember, don't say a word!"

Xiao Ru calmed down a bit. Although she didn't understand it, she always listened to Tang Manhui's words, "Okay ... OK, Uncle Tang, I won't, I won't speak out."

Tang Manhui then sighed, and looked far away in the direction of the inner city of Las Vegas.

——These four young people are really a good tool!

And he knew that since they would not let these people leave, it means that things are not over ...

The author has something to say: It started to kill again, and designing the death method is actually a brain-consuming task! o (╯ □ ╰) o

I find that writing these is smoother than writing emotional drama OTZ

Speaking of which, emotional drama is actually more brain-blowing?

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