The Death Knell

"Okay, you probably know the situation in this town. There are about two to three hundred thousand people in the entire town plus the surrounding farms, and about one-eighth of them have something to do with the mysterious side."

Su Ming stood up and turned off the TV, then looked at the bright sun outside, mentally planning his course of action.

"Are there so many?" Leonid rubbed his head in confusion. Although he had lived here for decades, he did know that there were many strange things here, but this population ratio seemed a bit scary.

"There are more werewolves, vampires, tree monsters, and goblins than you realize. There are only things you can't think of. There is nothing that doesn't exist in Orange Town." Deathstroke sighed and looked at Leonid with disappointment: "It seems that you can Being responsible for surveillance here is too satisfying, I should let Strange change with you."

"No, Master, I don't want to go to the Arctic Circle to guard the ruins of Asgard." Leonid shook his head repeatedly. He liked the warm and humid south, but he didn't want to live in an icy house in the ice and snow. In Kama In the Taj chat group, just looking at the photo posted by Doctor Strange makes me feel cold: "I will definitely work hard in the future and patrol the swamp every day."

"Who asked you to patrol the swamp every day?" Su Ming hit him on the head again, shaking his head angrily: "I blame you for not even using the people you should use. For example, if you The relationship with the humanoid is good enough. He soaks in the swamp every day. If there is any trouble, he will definitely tell you."

"Ah? Can it still be like this?" The apprentice seemed to understand something.

Deathstroke shrugged and simply poured himself another glass of orange juice: "Although I know you are simple-minded and not suitable for intelligence work, I didn't expect you to be so simple. I will send some girls over to teach you later, but I won't say more now. , let’s go out for a walk, you watch and study hard.”

"I understand, Master, I will study hard." Leonid also became serious. He was so angry that he shouted upstairs in English: "I'm going out, please help me take care of my house."

As a result, seven or eight beauties walked upstairs. They were black, white, and yellow, with various skin types, and some simply had animal characteristics. Their faces looked like lizards or snakes, or they had dog tails or cat ears.

"Then you come back early."

"Waiting for you!"

"We have more fun tonight, hee hee!"

There was also a witch among them. The woman was only wearing high-end erotic lingerie from the Wilson brand, and she was politely saying hello to the Supreme Mage.

"This is too degenerate. Can this really shoulder the heavy responsibility? In any case, the reality pivot is still very important." Professor Xu looked down upon this degenerate behavior of capitalism. She shook her head and followed the death knell. He walked outside without looking back.

Leonid put on his clothes casually and followed them out in pajamas: "If I said that I met them when I came back in the morning, would you believe it?"

No one knows whether Professor Xu believed it or not, but Su Ming believed it. He nodded and walked towards the swamp with his hands behind his back:

"They are all witches or mysterious creatures who are sensitive to energy. Are they using you as a power bank, or to replenish demons? No one knows what they were doing last night, but there is dew on these women's clothes. It smells like they are queuing up outside your house in the morning, just like queuing up outside a gas station."

"I understand, but my energy keeps growing, and I'm always worried about hurting someone unintentionally." Leonid sighed, and wiped his hands on his clothes: "They want to be intimate with me, suck from me Some of my energy, it’s good for both of us and it’s not hurting anyone.”

"That's your own business. I'm just your teacher. I can't make every decision for you. You just have to know it yourself." Su Ming patted him on the shoulder and said understanding words tolerantly: "But If something goes wrong with the hub next time, I will send you to an outpost in outer space, and let Deadpool play fun games with you."

"vomit......"

Just mentioning this name, outstanding graduates have a physiological reaction.

The three of them walked south while talking. Leonid's house was very close to the swamp. After walking almost forty or fifty meters out of the backyard, you could see the green water of the swamp with floating algae.

There is no smell here yet, but if we go deeper into the swamp, the situation will definitely be different.

There is a crocodile on the water's edge. It seems to be used to the presence of humans. Even if it sees the Supreme Mage and others, it is still blocking the road and grinning, lazily basking in the sun.

Kicking the crocodile towards the sun, Su Ming calmly transformed into a black and yellow armor in the shade of the tree, looking at the saltwater forest composed of dense swamp plants:

"Strangler, can you smell the master's scent?"

"Hey."

Small black bean sprouts popped out from the host's shoulders. He shook his head and said that he couldn't smell it yet and needed to go deeper.

Deathstroke nodded and took off slowly, signaling the two of them to follow him as if floating in the swamp: "Xiao Lie, do you know where there are abandoned old houses in the swamp? It's close to the spawning ground of water birds. For small box turtle activities, asbestos insulation tiles are also required.”

"Asbestos insulation tiles? This material is not uncommon in old buildings in Florida. After all, this place is not as developed as New York and New Jersey." The student changed into a star form and followed his teacher: "If it is in the swamp, it would be I still know a few of the requested places, and I will lead the way."

As he spoke, he led the two masters to fly on the water. The turbid swamp muddy water left ripples as they flew by at high speed, like an unzipped zipper.

Some water birds were frightened and took off, and for a moment it seemed as if the mangroves were bustling with activity.

Ten seconds later, the three of them arrived at a small pier in the swamp. It may have been built by a fisherman, but it was obviously in disrepair. The hut was covered with spider webs and there were many traces of wild beasts visiting it. .

The huge banyan tree blocks almost all the sunlight above. Even during the day, the area is eerie, like the kind of place where bad things happen in horror movies.

This pier is in a special location. It is a backwater bay surrounded by deep reed swamps. There are indeed many traces of bird activity.

Deathstroke bent down and picked up a few eggs from the grass nest, and fed them to Strangler:

"Does this smell like the master?"

"Hey."

Strangler Douya shook his head and said that there was none here, and that the owner of this fisherman's hut was probably a serial killer. The wood on the floor of the room was soaked with the smell of human blood, but that was at least ten years ago. Only a few young men and women had come here recently to have sex, and there was no sign that the body had been there before.

"Orange Town specializes in various serial killers. After all, sacrificial rituals and other things require sacrifices." Deathstroke patted the grass clippings on his hands and shook his head towards Leonid: "Not here, go to the next one, you know The place."