Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

The revolving lantern goes out.

Lin Hun looked indifferent.

He glanced at the WISP version of the headless horseman who had already caught up with him, shoulder to shoulder with him, and raised the front of the car.

Silently twitched the rainy night butcher knife on the side of the backpack.

The treacherousness in front of me is pure death.

There is nothing to be pitiful about.

Deal with such a guy.

The easiest way is to use violence.

The fierce murderous aura, as the butcher knife started, spread unscrupulously in all directions.

The black and red breath formed strands of arrogance around Lin Hun's body.

Thick clouds gradually rose up in the sky.

The water vapor filled with bloody smell gradually gathered in the air.

squeak!

In the violent braking sound.

The headless knight who had just turned his head almost overturned.

He pressed the cocked front of the car and dropped the speed very honestly.

It fell behind Lin Hun.

"..."

"..."

Looking back at the ghost fire knight, the two were silent.

Lin Hun found that the knight was no longer provocative, and he was riding his bike honestly, even the ding-dong stereo didn't sound.

He now has no head and the car lights are too cool.

In other respects, it is no different from a normal driver.

squeak!

The brakes were pressed, and the speed of the car dropped sharply.

Lin Hun wants to get close to this headless horseman.

But as soon as he slowed down, the headless knight also slowed down.

The distance between the two did not decrease by a minute because of his deceleration.

"..."

"..."

Lin Hun continued to slow down, and the headless horseman also slowed down.

Lin Hun is getting slower and slower, and the Headless Horseman is getting slower and slower.

In the end, Lin Hun's car was as slow as walking, and the headless horseman behind him had gotten out of the car and was pushing his colorful car behind him.

"Following after all this? What do you want to do?"

Seeing the unwilling look of the headless horseman, Lin Hun suddenly blasted the accelerator and swung his arms, causing the heavy locomotive sitting down to circle in a big circle, turning the front of the car directly, and rushing towards the headless horseman.

Lin Hun's sudden rise movement obviously exceeded the headless knight's expectation.

When he jumped into the car seat and wanted to turn around.

It's too late.

"Die!"

The rainy night butcher knife in his hand cut a dark light trace in mid-air.

The twisted bloody force field is attached to the blade, passing over the body of the headless horseman as if cutting tofu.

Huh!

No resistance was even felt.

The headless horseman's body was cut in two.

"It hurts!"

A yell full of grievances sounded, and the headless knight, whose body was broken in two, let out a burst of bitter groans.

Black and red bloodshots emerged from the broken half of the body.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts really!"

The bloodshot shot out like tentacles like lightning, and pierced the pedal bike that fell not far away.

"I am going to kill you!"

The headless rider connected to the pedal bike rapidly proliferates in flesh and blood.

Wrap your beloved little motorcycle.

Accompanied by waves of squirming.

This little motorcycle has become another look.

The car's guard plate turned into pale bone plates, the wheels were made up of a string of twisted spine, the tires were replaced with braids of scalp and hair, and the car lights became bloodshot eyeballs.

A big mouth full of fangs appeared from the front of the car, opening and closing constantly, letting out a bitter roar.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! People on this road! They all die!"

The terrifying resentment seemed to erupt with fuel, and the headless horseman standing on the handlebar of the motorcycle raised his two arms turned into sharp blades.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The flesh-and-blood engine that seemed like a heart uttered a harsh roar.

The exhaust tube was sprayed with blood and stubble.

The headless horseman launched a desperate charge to Lin Hun.

"Um?"

Lin Hun's face changed when he felt the breath of the headless horseman and just now.

In his perception, the breath of this guy was directly a little milk cat who was just born, advanced to a fierce hungry tiger who had been hungry for three days.

Regardless of the strength of the breath, the degree of ferocity, or the level of horror.

All entered another dimension.

How did he do it?

Lin Hun held a long knife with a solemn expression.

Although he didn't understand the reason why the opponent became stronger, he knew that if he didn't kill this guy, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to leave this place safely.

[One second later, the resentment of the Headless Horseman was burned out by flesh and blood gears. 】

While Lin Hun was waiting for him, Mirai TV suddenly jumped out of such a reminder.

Next second.

The headless knight, who was charging with a fierce spirit and evil spirit, suddenly turned into a blood-colored flame.

In the flames.

The headless horseman's body and the underworld motorcycle that merged with him quickly collapsed.

In the end it turned into a small gear and fell on the ground.

Da Da Da!

The gears bounce and roll.

Finally stopped.

It happened to stop at Lin Hun's feet.

"Does this count as a door-to-door benefit?"

Looking down at the gear that just stopped at his feet, Lin Hun smiled.

"Ha ha."

In this thriller game, the trouble of sending it to the door is normal.

The danger of being delivered to the door is also normal operation.

Only the benefits of being delivered to the door are the most abnormal.

I fiddled with this gear with Yuye Butcher's knife, and Lin Hun saw the whole picture of this gear clearly.

This is a weird gear.

The gear body is made of a pale material, which is a bit like bone, but more heavy and hard.

There are many disgusting things attached to the surface of this gear.

The beating blood vessels, the rotating eyeballs, the flesh and blood tissues that resemble internal organs, and the tiny tentacles that are constantly squirming.

This gear seems to have its own life and thoughts.

When the rainy night butcher knife touches this gear, the tentacles on the gear will shrink, the eyeballs will constantly tremble, and even the blood vessels will spasm due to fear.

This gear... is alive! *

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