American Comics: The Leader Of The Cult, Creating The Cthulhu Gods

Chapter 35: Praise Cthulhu, Jin Bin's belief! (ask for flowers, ask for evaluation tickets, ask for monthly tickets)

"Praise Cthulhu, praise Cthulhu."

The intermittent whispers made Jin Bin in his sleep very uncomfortable. His forehead was already covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, and his expression became more ferocious.

It's hard to imagine that such a murderous mafia boss like Jin Bing would show such a frightened expression at this moment.

"Fack!"

With a curse full of panic and anger, Jin Bing suddenly sat up from the sofa, panting heavily with a flustered expression.

"Why the hell am I dreaming about that statue?"

Jin Bing frowned, talking to himself very irritably.

After the statue was destroyed just now, Jin Bing saw that nothing special happened, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was all over.

But he didn't expect that just after he took a nap, that weird statue would appear in his dream.

"Damn Chaos secret church, I must send all of you..."

Jin Bin was about to curse the Chaos secret church, but suddenly a murmur came from his ear.

It was the voice he had just heard in his sleep.

Jin Bin immediately turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, but saw a person standing in front of his office at the moment, like a piece of wood.

"Fack! What are you doing?!"

Jin Bin immediately questioned, and at the same time, he took out the gun on his waist and pointed at the man.

But the other party didn't respond to Jin Bing at all, and he still didn't move, but he could probably hear some strange muttering sounds.

This made Jin Bin's heart tense, his subconscious mind was telling him that something was wrong with the person in front of him.

Therefore, Jin Bingdang approached cautiously and came to this person.

But when he really saw the appearance of this person, Jin Bing still couldn't help being surprised.

Because this person is none other than the subordinate who was called by me to throw that damn thing before.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, standing blankly in front of his desk, constantly muttering something.

And in front of him, on his desk, the weird statue was still intact.

He seemed to be admiring the statue, and seemed to have completely forgotten his own Shangdi.

"What are you doing?!"

Seeing this weird scene, Jin Bing couldn't bear the fear and anger in his heart any longer, Dang even put the pistol on the man's head, and then asked sharply.

But the man still looked up blankly, looked at Jin and said.

"I'm worshiping my belief, boss, you should also believe in the great..."

"boom!"

Gunpowder smoke and blood flowers appeared in the air at the same time.

Jin Bing's eyes were red at the moment, and he roared at the man's fallen body: "Go to hell and see your faith!"

As he said that, Jin Bing hit the statue of Cthulhu again with his backhand.

Followed by the second shot, the third shot, and the fourth shot.

Until he emptied the entire magazine.

Under normal circumstances, the bodyguards outside would have rushed in as early as Jin Bing asked the man.

But now Jin Bin has completely emptied the entire magazine, but not even a single person came in.

This is clearly not right.

But now Jin can't care about these anymore, his heart has been completely occupied by fear.

Now his only purpose is to solve the problem of this statue as soon as possible.

"Knot...is it over?"

Jin Bin threw away the gun in his hand, and looked at the statue of Cthulhu in front of him with an extremely nervous expression.

The statue of At the moment has become dilapidated. Although it has not been broken even after being shot so many times, it is not full of bullet craters and bullet holes, and it looks like it has been completely destroyed.

Looking at the statue, which was completely indistinguishable from its original appearance, Jin Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole person fell powerlessly on the sofa.

His body, which was stronger than a bull, slammed heavily on the sofa, and the whole sofa let out an overwhelmed "scream".

"Huh~"

Jin Bing let out a long breath, then reached out to touch the sweat on his forehead, and reached out to grab the towel on the table beside him.

But when he stretched out his hand, he felt that he touched something cold.

At first, Jin didn't care about it, thinking that he had touched something like a cup, and wanted to push the hand away, and then continued to get the cup.

But the next moment, a drop of water suddenly fell on Jin Bin's hand.

The icy drops of water, like a piece of ice falling into his bosom in the twelfth lunar month of winter, immediately made Jin Bing tremble all over.

As if bitten by a dog, he immediately jumped up, looking at the thing he reached out and touched just now with a look of panic.

It was a statue, a wet statue.

At this moment, the scarlet liquid is gushing out from the base of the statue, spreading towards the gold.

Jin watched this scene in disbelief.

At this moment, the underground emperor of the Big Apple City was completely terrified by what he saw.

Before that, he never thought that there would be such a horrible thing in this world.

Even if he is against X-Men, Spider-man, and those damn superheroes, he is unwilling to face the unknown fear in front of him.

But it's too late.

Seeing the weird blood getting closer and closer to him, Jin Bin turned around and wanted to escape from here.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw that the strange bloody water had occupied the whole house at some time, only there was a piece of "pure land" under his feet.

The bloody water is like a pack of wolves trying to trap their prey, constantly tightening their encirclement.

Jin looked at the blood water that kept approaching him, and the fear and anxiety in his heart were also constantly increasing.

Seeing that the blood was about to swallow up his last foothold, Jin Bingdang gritted his teeth and stepped out with a sudden step.

He wanted to rush straight out of the house.

But when he stepped on the bloody water, he found that there was clearly a vast ocean below.

Jin Bin fell directly into a sea of ​​blood.

In the crimson blood, he seemed to see an incomparably stalwart existence staring at him.

His reason, his will, and his personality were completely wiped out when he saw this great existence.

And at this time, he also understood the supreme name of this existence.

"Praise Cthulhu."