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"What I want to tell you is not this..."
After listening to his words, the sheriff scratched his head helplessly. He felt that there was a big obstacle in his communication with Olshaga.
For example, his brain circuit cannot be connected with the other party.
Some of the way of thinking of the other party is just like a visitor from Mars, which is incomprehensible!
For example, Jason, who was peeled into a human stick in front of him, or the cobras in the trunk of the police car, which have been peeled and are waiting to be put on the grill.
Normal people would do this?
Right now, Jason, who needed a whole team of soldiers to stop him according to the information, was cut into a dead dog by Orshaka in two or three strokes. The sheriff was both surprised and nervous.
Surrounded by the bonfire party scene like a slaughterhouse.
All kinds of stumps and broken arms are everywhere.
After a cursory look, at least 20 people died here.
And Jason, who did this kind of thing, was just like a kindergarten kid in the hands of Olshaga, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.
This means that if Olshaga goes crazy one day, the destructive power may be far greater than that of Jason!
The only good news is that he is just an ordinary person who can kill.
Even if something bad is really going to happen, two sniper rifles can solve the problem.
Just when the sheriff was thinking about whether to report the problem to Shangfeng in advance after the mission was over.
Orshaga sensed something.
He tilted his head slightly.
the next moment.
The surrounding scene began to change.
Where he and the sheriff were, the campfire turned into a deserted house.
Not far from them, several little girls were playing while singing nursery rhymes.
"One, two...he will come to you,
Three, four... lock your door,
Five, six... hold on to your sheets,
Seven, eight... you'll stop breathing,
Nine, ten...you won't be able to sleep..."
The singing voice is low and gloomy, revealing an ominous meaning.
Faced with this strange scene, the sheriff's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.
As a native, he knew he had fallen into Freddy's territory.
For decades, almost no one was able to escape here.
He ignored his nervousness and the weird atmosphere around him.
Olshaga seriously commented:
"This song doesn't work.
In terms of rhythm and melody, both can only be regarded as mediocre works, not even catchy. "
With his review.
After a strange laugh, a figure in a red sweater appeared in the middle of the group of little girls. He grinned maliciously and asked Orsaka:
"really?
Is this nursery rhyme really hard to listen to? "
Olshaga replied seriously:
"certainly!
According to the English pronunciation and the tone of the speech here, the tone of the first sentence of the lyrics is suitable to be longer, which will create a better atmosphere.The lyrics of the second sentence are too simple and direct, and need to be replaced with synonyms.There is still a problem with the tone of the third sentence..."
The gold medal lecturer is not joking at this time.
A few minutes later, I listened to Orshagana's unfinished analysis.
Freddy froze.
The smirk on his face also disappeared.
Olshaga spoke too professionally, and he had already caught it.
He deeply understands that the ocean of knowledge is really deep, and he is too immature.
If he could, he wished he hadn't asked that question just now:
'Sorry, I really don't know, you are so professional...'
Chapter 367: You shouldn't take it seriously, right?
Another 10 minutes passed.
Seeing Orsaga who was still bragging, Freddy raised his hand and looked at his watch.
On the scorched face, there was a somewhat embarrassed look:
"My... can you stop for a moment, I want to kill someone."
Hearing this, Olsaka, who had only finished half of the lecture, frowned dissatisfiedly: "Why stop?"
Chaplin in the dream - Freddy muttered with some dissatisfaction:
"I want to kill someone, I'm in a hurry!"
Olshaga's expression was startled: "Kill?"
If it is for other reasons, he may be very dissatisfied.
But for this reason, as an abyssal demon, he will obviously not be dissatisfied.
So, he nodded happily and said in agreement:
"That's pretty good!
Murder and arson have always been beneficial to physical and mental health, and it really shouldn't be delayed! "
"???"
Hearing these conversations, the sheriff felt himself involved in an alien symposium, which was full of question marks.
He didn't understand the way these two guys communicated at all.
They were obviously speaking English, but he just didn't understand.
"Well!"
The next moment, Freddy became excited when he received Orsaga's reply.
The fierce light in his eyes flourished.
His eyes were between Olshaga and the sheriff, and after looking back and forth a few times, a smile appeared on his mouth.
As if the neck could expand and contract, it evolved into countless flesh and blood springs.
The head directly crossed the distance of several meters, opened his mouth full of fangs, and bit the sheriff's ear.
Pull hard!
Accompanied by screams, bright red blood sprayed out.
Withdrawing his long neck, he casually spit out his ears with blood foam in his mouth.
Feeling the sheriff's fear from the bottom of his heart, Freddy was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and rubbed his hands with metal claws happily:
"Haven't done it for years...
This delicious smell of fear really makes me happy..."
Since he was sealed and weakened by the [International Association of Exorcists] and the residents of Elm Street jointly a few years ago, he has not tasted his own fear for a long time.
Now that he can fully recover, it is all by swallowing the fear that belongs to Jason.
Therefore, for a while, he was also a little hungry.
In the past, he would only pick on young people, but now even if the sheriff is just a greasy middle-aged man, he still thinks he looks quite pleasing to the eye!
Perhaps this is the starvation effect produced by Xi Shi in the eye of the beholder, he is greedy.
At this time, he noticed something that made him quite uncomfortable.
Orshaga's eyes remained unchanged, completely unaffected by what happened.
He looked at his spitting ear, as calm as seeing someone spit.
This made Freddy feel that he had no face.
After borrowing the fear brought by Jason to successfully recover, he has always wanted to give himself a good appearance ceremony.
And now the situation.
The actors obviously didn't cooperate very well.
Freddy immediately stretched his neck again, and turned around Orsaga like a python, warning with some irritation in his mouth:
"Boy, you give lectures, but be afraid of Uncle Freddy!
Do you know the rules on Elm Street? "
Olshaga looked at the changed Freddy, and calmly shook her head:
"Fear?
I have never been afraid in my life. "
Looking at the two people who were talking, the sheriff, who was screaming, covered his bleeding ears, and secretly took two steps back.
As an ordinary human being, he felt that if he was involved in the fight between these two guys, he might die in an ugly way.
But how could Freddy do what he wanted?
As a nightmare.
After pulling Olshaga and the sheriff in, everything in this dream couldn't be hidden from Freddy.
The sheriff's actions, in his opinion, are as ridiculous as the ant in the palm of his hand trying to escape quietly.
Simply pointless!
After Freddy gave a strange laugh, the space around him began to reverse.
Up to down, left to right, front to back.
The sheriff, who was trying to escape, immediately found out in horror that the other party was getting closer and closer to him.
He wanted to speed up his pace and escape from here quickly.
But under Freddy's mocking smile, he ran up to Fred himself!
It's like a mouse that panics after falling into a trap.
He only needed to calm down a little before he could find out that something was wrong.
But at this moment, under the emotion of fear, he has lost the ability to think, and is just trying to escape instinctively.
Then into despair.
Following Fred's strange laughter, a sharp spike several meters long rushed out of the ground.
The sheriff tried to retreat, but because of the change of direction, he bumped into it head-on.
And with the spikes successfully pierced into his body.
The pain stimulated him to try to retreat even more frantically.
But the direction has already been reversed...
Just like that, bit by bit, he completely penetrated himself into the spikes.
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