American exorcist god

Xu Yi's eyelids felt heavy, as if they were filled with lead. He tried his best to open his eyes just a crack.

The light was dazzling, and it took him a while to get used to it.

He looked at the unfamiliar environment in a daze.

Didn't he spend the whole night talking about philosophical issues with his close friend in the hotel? How would it appear here?

The kitchen utensils gleamed with metal, the flames burned brightly on the stove, and green broccoli floated in the sink. There was no doubt that this was a kitchen.

There was the sound of men talking outside, using a landline phone. After electromagnetic conversion, the sound was mixed with a distinctive rustling sound.

In what age is this, who still uses landline phones? He was a little confused.

The phone conversation was in English, and Xu Yi was suddenly shocked to find that he could actually understand it!

After he went out to work, his little English knowledge was returned to the school long ago.

When did his English ability become so strong? Could it be that he was dreaming?

But even if it is a dream, what should not be understood should still be understood!

There was a sudden sharp pain in his brain, and unfamiliar memories came flooding back. After an unknown amount of time, Xu Yi slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.

He actually traveled through time to the United States in the 1980s, but judging from the memories he inherited, there seemed to be something wrong with this America, with many more "weird" things.

With his back feeling cold, Xu Yi realized that he was lying on an iron bed.

Why is there an iron bed in the kitchen?

It seems that this kind of iron bed is only used when dismembering large animals, right?

His brain was groggy, his memory was missing a piece, and he couldn't remember it for the time being.

He sat up from the bed. Because his body was weak and unable to control his body, he accidentally kicked off the iron pot at the end of the bed.

The iron pot hit the ground and made a "ping, bell, bang, bang, bang" sound.

The conversation outside the door suddenly stopped.

Footsteps approached quickly, and a figure stepped into the kitchen. It was an elegant man in a black suit and white shirt. He had a high nose bridge typical of European and American men, and his pupils were shining with a strange light.

"Excuse me, is this..." Xu Yi asked aloud.

But before he could finish his words, the man hurriedly approached, inserted a needle into his carotid artery, and injected the liquid inside the needle rapidly.

"you……"

Xu Yi wanted to struggle, but a strong feeling of weakness came over him. His body softened and he fell slowly.

The picture flashed in his mind... On a night of heavy rain, a van appeared silently. A man in a raincoat came behind him and inserted a needle into his carotid artery...

The missing memory was filled in, and he finally understood that he had been kidnapped.

But when he remembered it now, it was too late. He was carried back to the iron bed by the man.

"It loses its effect so quickly. Do you have an anti-narcotic constitution? It's really rare!" The man murmured softly.

Xu Yi forced his body to move, but he was like a robot that had run out of energy. He tried his best and could only make his fingers tremble slightly.

"I haven't tasted Asian meat before, what does it taste like?" the man said to himself.

Is this person crazy? What did you say? Xu Yi suspected that he heard wrongly.

Fear suddenly exploded in Xu Yi's heart, and Xu Yi saw the man pick up the scalpel and slowly walk towards him.

Before he could react, a sharp scalpel penetrated his chest. Due to the anesthetic, he felt no pain.

But this scene was so terrifying that it almost scared him to death.

Memories surged, and some memories that had just been inherited and had not yet been digested appeared in my mind... People were missing in many places in New York, and the brutal serial killer was suspected to be the resurrected ogre...

Xu Yi wanted to cry but had no tears.

I just traveled through time, and I haven't lived for five minutes, but I'm about to die? Is there any more tragic time traveler than this?

Xu Yi wanted to struggle, but the excessive anesthetic took effect and he could not move. He could only watch the ogre dissect himself, and finally cut out his heart and threw it into a porcelain plate.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, his consciousness gradually disappeared, and finally he fell into the abyss of darkness.

At this moment, a "ding-dong" sound suddenly came from my ears, followed by a mechanical electronic synthesized sound.

【You are dead! The system is on! 】

[Sign in automatically at the end of the month. If you sign in successfully, you will get "Resurrection Coin x1"! 】

[You are in the "Kitchen of Hannibal Admirers", signed in successfully, and received "Resurrection Coin x3"! 】

Hannibal admirer?

Xu Yiren was so numb that he actually encountered an ogre!

This world is indeed abnormal. Even ogres have admirers, but Hannibal rarely hunts innocent people. Who are these admirers? It’s simply selling dog meat on sheep’s head!

Xu Yi quickly figured out how to use the system, and he was given a free sign-in every month. In addition, he could only get the chance to sign in if he was in the "place of fear".

There is only one prize for signing in, and that is resurrection coins.

Four coins float in the void, all golden, with the Arabic numeral "10" engraved on the front and holy wings on the back.

Xu Yi stared at the resurrection coin, and the function of the resurrection coin automatically appeared in his mind.

"You can spend one resurrection coin to be resurrected 10 minutes ago!"

"The resurrection coins can also be stacked. If you use two of them together, you can go back to 20 minutes ago!"

His eyes lit up. The resurrection coin was like a "rewind" function, which gave him hope of escape!

[You have died, do you want to use resurrection coins? 】

There was nothing to hesitate, Xu Yi decisively chose "use".

A coin flew down, blooming with dazzling golden light, and the light engulfed him.

Xu Yi opened his eyes in a daze. He saw a familiar kitchen, a familiar iron bed, and a familiar phone conversation coming from outside the door.

It was actually “resurrected”!

He quickly discovered the "blind spot". From the time he woke up to the time he was disemboweled, no matter how hard he calculated, there could not have been 10 minutes.

It seems that the time spent in coma is also included. Xu Yi quickly understood.

He said he was back ten minutes ago, but due to the anesthetic, he actually only had a few minutes.

"You have to hurry up!"

Xu Yi stood up carefully, avoiding the pot at his feet without making a sound.

As soon as he landed, he stumbled and almost fell. It was obvious that the effect of the anesthetic in his body had not completely passed.

Looking around, his eyes fell on the knife rest, and he took a kitchen knife from it for self-defense.

There was only one exit from the kitchen, and there was no window. Xu Yi had no choice but to quietly walk to the door.

As soon as he took two steps, the chatter outside the door disappeared, and then there was the click of the receiver being put back on the phone.

The footsteps were approaching again, but not as urgent as before. Apparently they didn't notice that Xu Yi was awake and just hung up the phone normally.

The telephone happened to be installed in the corridor. Xu Yi had to pass through the corridor if he wanted to escape, so he could not avoid the ogre no matter what.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Xu Yi felt heartbroken, hid behind the door, and tightened the kitchen knife in his hand.

The opponent is an ogre, so there is no need to talk about martial ethics!