Marvel's Super Venom System

Night falls.

Bill lay on the bed, his lower body still very painful, thinking of the damn masked weirdo, endless resentment appeared in his eyes.

The masked freak kicked his lower body and made him lose his ability as a man.

Although Bill still brutally killed the female college student, this did not reduce his resentment, he could obviously rape and then kill the damn biao.

Because of the killing, the good job promised by the boss was gone, and it was replaced by helping him run, which is still based on his previous meritorious face.

If he had changed to an ordinary person, the gang would have left him to fend for himself a long time ago.

Bill slowly stood up and prepared to pour himself a glass of water. "Damn it! Abominable Brat! "

Walking again pulled his injured lower body, because of the injury, he took a lot of effort to deal with Mia.

She had become a lot more cautious after the last time, coming home early every day, and if Bill hadn't caught her while she was on the way to the bathroom, he didn't know how long he would have had to wait to vent his anger.

Even so, Bill was injured by her to her already fragile lower body, and he was attacked by her when he brought her back to prepare for cooking, and she almost ran away.

After this, Bill directly hit her head with a hammer in a fit of rage, and poor Mia died directly after being hammered a few times.

Bill, who had wanted to humiliate her well, did not succeed, and finally had to vent his anger on Mia's corpse.

After thinking of this, Bill couldn't help but laugh evilly: "Hehe, hahaha, the lowly B, it hasn't fallen into my hands recently."

"What kind of evil gentleman is still chanting until you die, and that abominable masked bastard can't save you."

"When I heal my injuries, that damn bastard won't be able to escape, hahahaha."

Bill finished talking to himself and then laughed out loud, as if he had trampled the evil spirit under his feet.

He didn't notice that a black figure was sitting on the sofa in the corner.

The black shadow's gaze had been staring at him since just now, and as he said to himself, that gaze became more and more gloomy.

After drinking the water, Bill turned around and rubbed his eyes a little strangely, just now he seemed to see someone sitting on the sofa.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the cup in Bill's hand fell to the ground and shattered, and he himself was suddenly hung by a black rope wrapped around his neck.

The feeling of suffocation and the desire to survive made his hands grab the black rope wrapped around his neck, and his feet kept flapping in the air, hoping that he could step on something to save his life.

A devil-like figure came out of the darkness, his white eyes fixed on Bill fluttering in the air.

Bill then saw that the so-called black rope was actually sticking out from behind the figure, and it was waving like an octopus's tentacles.

Along with the appearance of the figure, a hoarse voice also sounded at the same time: "I seem to hear you calling me, can't you wait to be judged by the evil spirit?"

Bill, who was struggling in the air, had no way to answer Meng Ran's question, and he had rolled his eyes and was close to suffocation.

Even the force of flapping his hands had weakened considerably, and there was no doubt that he was about to be strangled.

The black rope around Bill's neck loosened in time when he was about to suffocate, and after falling to the ground, he also hurriedly covered his neck and breathed heavily.

The sound of heavy breathing sounded in this dark room, like a bellows running under load, whistling and creaking and wailing.

Before Bill could take a few more breaths of fresh air, he was pinned to the wall by several black tentacles.

Incredibly, the tentacles that were still soft just now transformed into the sharpest spear at this moment.

Bill's limbs were penetrated, and the severe pain replaced the feeling of suffocation just now, and his face was covered with cold sweat, looking with fear at the devil-like face that suddenly stuck to his face.

The devil's face was hidden in the hood, and those miserable white narrow eyes exuded a cold gaze, and Bill could even see his own distorted face on it.

At this moment, Bill's eyes were full of fear, and at this moment, Meng Ran felt great satisfaction.

That's right, that's how it should be, bring fear to every criminal, so that innocent people are not harmed by these scumbags.

"Now, Mr. Bill, let me see your brain, I promise this is an experience you have never had before, to be honest, I am also the first time, Brother Cheng bless, let me succeed once." A hoarse voice crept into Bill's ears with cruel words like the devil.

Bill shook his only movable head, and kept saying "No!" Oh, God! No! He even tried to beg for mercy to make the evil spirit stop his judgment.

"Shout as much as you want, you don't have a chance to make a sound anymore."

As soon as the words fell, another black tentacle stretched out from Meng Ran's body, which drilled directly into Bill's mouth, and constantly twisted his body, drilling deep into his brain.

With Bill's whining voice, the information transmitted by Venom kept flashing in Meng Ran's mind, he was reading Bill's brain, and after a while, he understood Bill's information.

After reading the information, Meng Ran also saw the last image of Mia before her death and heard Mia's murmur before she died.

At that time, she was still calling out to demons, longing for someone to free her from hell like last time.

But this time no one heard her call, and she was not saved, but ended her short life under Bill's cold hammer.

Meng Ran's heart was once again full of guilt and regret, and then turned into anger.

The tentacles in Bill's mouth had retreated, and he was already a little confused.

Seeing this, Meng Ran exchanged a wound medicine from the system mall and stuffed it into Bill's mouth, and the medicinal effect was exerted, and he immediately sobered up again.

When he woke up, Bill almost fainted in pain again, because the black tentacles that nailed his limbs at this moment began to rotate, constantly tearing his body.

Under the effect of this severe pain, Bill was about to faint again.

"Mr. Bill, it's still early, it's not time to go to bed, we still have a lot of games to play." The voice of the evil ghost rang in Bill's ears again.

In order to entertain Bill well, Meng Ran specially bought torture skills in the mall, and this was just the beginning, and he couldn't pass out.

The night sky is full of stars and the clear moonlight is bright and soft, and if it were not for the screams from time to time that broke this tranquility, it would have been a peaceful beauty.

Bill would not have imagined that the place he had found for himself would become his last grave, and that his screams would not be heard even louder in this remote place.

It was almost late at night, and the screams that had lasted for most of the night finally stopped.

Bill's cell phone rang, making a screeching dripping sound in the dark night, and a pair of blood-stained hands picked up the phone and pressed the call button.

A thick male voice came from the microphone: "Bill, the boat has been arranged, you now pack your things and get to the place in an hour."

"When the ship arrives, you'll fend for yourself, and you'll no longer be a crocodile gang." Understood. The

man waited for a long time without seeing Bill's answer, and after a moment his voice sounded again, but this time there was more impatience in the heaviness: "Bastard Bill, why don't you talk, are you teasing me?"

Bill wanted to speak, if he was alive, or if his broken organs could still put together a vocal cord.

"Bill has gone to hell, and he may not be able to get on the boat, sir." Meng Ran's hoarse voice passed through the microphone.

Hearing his voice, the other side of the phone suddenly fell silent.

It took a while before the voice sounded again: "Who are you?"

Meng Ran also laughed when he heard this, but the voice changed to become terrifying and terrifying: "You will know who I am, sir, because soon I will also judge you with my own hands." Without

waiting for the man to respond again, Meng Ran hung up the phone.

He took a deep breath, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, so thick that it was disgusting.

Meng Ran was also killing someone for the first time today, and he still used such cruel methods, and in the process, he also felt nauseated and wanted to vomit countless times.

But whenever he had that thought, he thought of Mia, the poor innocent maiden.

In this way, he gave his rusty first time to Bill, who had become a fragment.

After doing all this and leaving some things behind, Meng Ran closed the door of the room, then walked out of the house, and left quickly in the night.

Meng Ran, who was about to return home, took out the deodorant he had just bought in the System Mall, first sprayed his entire body without dead ends, and then sprayed again after removing the battle suit.

After some manipulation, the smell of blood that seemed to penetrate deep into the pores disappeared.

After returning to the room to wash up, Meng Ran lay on the bed, and he thought of Mia again.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you, and the person who killed you was also judged, I hope you can rest in peace."

Although Bill had been punished, Meng Ran still couldn't sleep, so he stared at the ceiling for a night.