Meiman Killer Daily

12

“Pizza!”

"I've been busy for so long. Let's go down and have something to eat."

In the old house where Jess lived, Diane walked up to the second floor and stood at the door of the master bedroom. She looked at the two people working inside with happy smiles. Eric wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head, also smiling.

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"Don't be tired! It's best to finish it today. After all, according to the relevant regulations on inheritance tax, we have to pay them every day for everything we do now."

"You're not tired, I'm tired. This is not my girlfriend's house. I don't have to compete for merit!"

John never thought that cleaning and sorting out the inheritance would be quite a tedious task. It made people so irritated that they wished they could destroy the house with a satellite beam. When he heard Eric's words, he immediately interrupted his complaints and stood up to say

Diane nodded and then walked out of the bedroom. Eric spread his hands behind him, as if pretending to be pitiful and helpless, and Diane stepped forward and gave him a sweet kiss.

The sour smell of love made John somewhat regretful and curious about the investigation behind the scenes. He actually just wanted to know why Jace committed suicide and who drove Jace to commit suicide, but John didn't want to be fucked by a couple every day.

Being beaten to death with dog food, although this has happened before, but this time the sweetness was really unbearable to John, it was really unbearable!

"Eric has been single for almost twenty years. It seems that after he took away his first girlfriend from his junior high school girlfriend, and then hugged and kissed another man at a party and dumped him, he has not been with her since.

I have made any female friends, and now I have finally found a fool who is willing to take over. Eric's state will definitely explode!"

The first floor was also being cleaned. Eric's friend, the lame doctor Sigurd Jarson, saw John's depressed face and jokingly exposed Eric's dark history. Obviously, Sigurd Jarsen also

I can't bear it anymore, but as a friend, what else can I do now...

"I always feel like we have met before, but I can't remember it. But with your daily routine, it's really a strange feeling!"

John was sitting on the sofa, eating pizza and drinking Coke. Sigurd Jarson approached slowly and expressed his thoughts with an intriguing feeling. John raised his eyebrows and looked at Sigurd Jarson.

"Do you feel this way too?!"

No one would believe it, but John was 100% sure that he had never met Sigurd Jarson. No matter which universe he was in, he would definitely not know him, but from the first meeting he

This second time now, John always has a familiar feeling, a collaborator who is both an enemy and a friend, but he can't remember who this person is.

"How strange!"

The two nodded and spoke in unison. It was a feeling that made it difficult to speak. John had observed Sigurd Jarson with psionic energy and clairvoyance. Whether he was soul or body, he was just an ordinary person. John knew him.

There are only a few ordinary people, not to mention that in this world, I don't stay the most.

Dinnie and Eric, holding hands, walked down from the second floor. Their laughter was full of laughter. They clenched their fists and took a deep breath. They picked up two pieces of pizza and a Coke. John walked out of the room. Eli

As if they hadn't seen John, Ke and Diane sat on the sofa and started having sweet love activities again, telling each other some love words that were simply unacceptable in John's opinion. The numb John wanted to hit someone more and more.

…

"Um……"

Walking out of the house into the small yard, John suddenly felt a wave of magic. It was very weak and undetectable, but the sensitivity of the nether energy and the technological transmission of radar still allowed John to find the other party. After finishing the pizza in his hand and a glass of Coke

After drinking, he turned around and walked towards the backyard. The phantom disappeared in the shadows around the corner and disappeared instantly.

The peeper in the grove, the evil god Loki, looked depressed. His current identity is the king of the gods, commanding thousands of people in the Asa domain, the supreme king of the nine realms, and unrivaled in the world.

, but since I killed my brother Thor, I feel itchy and uncomfortable all over my body, and the feeling of wanting to be beaten always comes to my heart inexplicably (this is the plot in the comics, Loki kills Thor, and then

A few months later, Thor was resurrected again because he was tired of being beaten and couldn't stand it. The first thing Thor did when he was resurrected was to beat Loki violently on the spot, and they started falling in love and killing each other again.)

"who!"

For a moment in a daze, his eyes blurred. A big hand pressed down on Loki's face, and hit Loki's head hard into the trunk of a big tree. He felt pain because his mouth was covered, and he whined.

The voice sounded, and he raised his hand to fight back, but his reaction speed was still a beat slower. His eyes went dark again, and Loki was covered by an unknown object. The weak light could only let him through.

I saw an outline, that of a human being, with a fist touching Loki's eyes full of Venus.

John didn't hold back at all. Loki had the physique of a god. Even if a cannonball fired at him, it would be nothing more than a black, purple, and green shell. His fists were really not heavy. It just so happened that he wanted to find someone to vent his anger to. Loki

Although I don’t know what he was doing when he appeared, at least it gave John a chance to vent. He kept beating Loki with his fists. Except for Loki’s two hands to block at the beginning, under John’s silent combo, for a few seconds,

He was punched hundreds of times before the clock was up, and he was completely knocked unconscious on the grass.

"call!"

"Comfortable!"

The sad expression disappeared, replaced by a happy smile. Before leaving, he kicked Loki hard in the abdomen. The convulsing Loki woke up from the last blow. The pain burst out and he tore his hood in anger, looking for John's whereabouts.

However, the space teleportation John had already returned to the disguised position of the phantom, and jumped into the house.

"ah!"

His whole body hurt terribly, and his face had begun to become slightly deformed. The once handsome and handsome man had now turned into a discolored pig head, feebly venting his anger. A car drove up not far from the street. Loki looked at

The people who arrived in the car had expressions that were either sad and angry or gloomy and calculating. They were so swollen that it was heartbreaking, and they released magic and disappeared.

"Are you... crazy?"

John's happiness had no reason, and it didn't look like a fake smile. Eric asked curiously, and Sigurd Jarson also looked puzzled. John shook his head and didn't want to explain more on this matter, and walked away in silence.

On the second floor, I am full of motivation to continue working.

"Miss Dinnie, please open the door!"

Halfway up the stairs, Phil's voice sounded outside the house. John's perspective scanned the outside of the wall. Phil brought a man dressed like an ascetic this time. Both of them had very serious expressions. The signal received in Manhattan, New York, Black Dragon.

They are killing wantonly, and the death toll has risen to about seventy people.