The Death Knell

"Dong dong dong!"

There was a knocking sound at the door, very urgent and irregular.

"It's eight o'clock in the evening. It shouldn't be the landlord at this time." Daisy, who had a headache from the noise, dropped the mop and went to open the door. She tilted her mouth and said to the women on the sofa: "So it's probably Sophie, she must be You are here to show off to us how happy your X life is."

When the door opened, there was not only Sophie, a fat woman in pink pajamas, but also Oleg, who was only wearing a pair of T-shaped shorts. He was even naked and wearing a chef's hat.

But there was no expression of joy on their faces, instead they were full of fear. Sophie's heavy makeup was stained with sweat, and she looked like a ghost.

The two of them walked in. She stood still and struck a pose, then started walking around, shouting loudly, taking out a handkerchief from her pajamas pocket and waving it around:

"Close the door quickly, my Polish God, there is a monster! Daisy, you have to help us!"

"Oh." Daisy returned to the sofa with empty eyes, sat down, and picked up her beer.

This couple is so depraved that they have already started taking drugs?

He didn't believe it when he saw her. The woman who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed 150 kilograms ran up to her with heavy but flexible steps like an elephant dancing ballet. She sat sideways on the armrest of the sofa and touched her flatteringly. Touch Daisy's shoulder:

"I'm telling the truth, yes, these things on your TV are in our apartment building, right in my house."

"Are you talking about zombies? Sophie, this is just a movie." Caroline handed the fat woman a handful of popcorn and asked her to eat some sweets to calm down: "These monsters don't exist in reality, and they don't It should be at your home."

There was a big handful of popcorn picked up from the sofa, about fifty or sixty pieces in. Sophie put all of it into her big mouth. She seemed to be in shock, chewing the food hard and said:

"The former rich ladies couldn't understand us. Let me tell you, not long ago, Oleg and I went to the supermarket to buy lubricants and on our way home, we picked up a man wearing a tight black leather jacket. He looked like You know that kind of SM lover, right?"

The girls looked at each other and nodded. The so-called 'leather-clad monarch'. Many Americans like that tone. Well, Kamal Taj's Mordo is also this style.

Seeing the girls all nodded, Oleg walked to the refrigerator and took out a few eggs and a carton of milk. He skillfully turned on the stove and started spreading pancakes. At the same time, he took over the conversation. After all, there were some things that made his woman uncomfortable. Easy to say.

"So we picked him up and took him home, and he was probably too drunk, so we tied him up and were going to play some... uh, games with him," he said.

"Is this illegal?" Caroline scratched her hair and twirled her fingers and said, "So you picked up a drunk or unconscious SM lover on the street, so you took him home and prepared to violate him. ?”

"Oh no, it's not illegal where I'm from."

Sophie shook her head repeatedly. When she was in Poland, it was normal to pick up drunks and take them home to play with.

"Indeed, it's not illegal in Ukraine. Anyway, he won't lose anything, but can leave a good memory." Oleg also nodded in agreement and turned the pancake over: "He is a masochist at first glance. , the whole person is dirty and smelly, and he must especially like heavy flavor play."

"Okay, there's no point in dwelling on this, so how did you find out that he was a zombie?"

Daisy was almost convinced that Oleg would want to cook when he was nervous. This was his habit. Obviously they were really scared.

"I just sat on his lap for a while, and his leg was broken. There were a lot of maggots coming out, and he even begged to eat us." Sophie patted her chest and said with a ferocious look: "It's so perverted. , even for me, this kind of gameplay is too abnormal."

"I watched a zombie movie after smuggling to the United States, so I recognized it was a zombie, so I quickly brought my dear Sophie down to find you for help."

Oleg's words flowed seamlessly, and his pancakes were already out of the pan, just short of butter.

"Why are you looking for me?" The female Thor was a little confused.

"We have known your true identity for a long time. Every time you take off from the small garden where the horses are kept, we can see it." Sophie looked at Daisy as if she was mentally retarded.

In order to prevent the female Thor from breaking the glass, she changed her clothes at home and then flew away from the backyard, right under the eyes of the two people living on the second floor.

"What they say is true."

When Daisy wanted to ask something else, Hela, who had dropped the remote control, stood up. Her long black dress transformed into a black and green armor, and her long hair hanging on her shoulders was coiled up by an invisible force. Made into spider legs with teeth and claws:

"I turned off my perception after coming to Earth. After all, this is New York, and Kama Taj's defenses are impregnable. But I tried it just now, and there really is the breath of the undead above our heads."

As soon as these words were said, the women on the sofa all stood up. Amidst the surge of light, superheroes appeared one by one. Even Waitress Gwen ran to the bathroom and put on her pink and white suit. Wearing uniforms and carrying a bag of weapons, he was ready.

"Let's go up and have a look." Carol tightened her fingerless gloves, and the double star logo on her chest was shining. She nodded to the stunned Sophie and Oleg: "You just stay here and don't move around, Kos. Mo, protect them."

"Woof!" The big dog scratched its ears with its paws, indicating that it was wrapped around it.

Just like that, a group of heroines walked out like the wind. They wanted to go upstairs to see what living zombies looked like.

In the room, Sophie's eyes fell on the helpless Caroline, and she blinked a few times in confusion:

"Why don't you change your body or dress up?"

Everyone stood up just now, and Caroline followed, but because of the light and shadow effects and magic, she realized that she couldn't seem to do anything.

So facing Sophie's inquiry, she could only sit back on the sofa and shake her head, showing an awkward yet polite smile:

"I'm just that normal guy with a bunch of weirdo friends. Hi, hello, I'm Caroline, hey..."

"Honey, she seems to be crazy." The chef came over with pancakes and handed them to his girlfriend to taste.

"Oh, how pitiful, my Cinderella." Sophie came to Caroline, touched her head, and brought the pancake to her mouth: "Eat it, I will give you a uniform tomorrow. Their clothes all look great, and I, Sophie, am the Polish version of a fairy godmother, and my man and I will support you.”

Oleg's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he swallowed: "Dear, which kind of breast are you talking about? If it is the kind I think of, I think we can start now!"