Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Wu Heng wore a white mask and stood expressionless.

His empty eyes stared straight at Corey without any movement, just like a sculpture.

But Corey felt endless fear and chill.

Fear surged from middle-aged and Corey like spring water.

finally,

Corey's eyes, which were changing back and forth, were fixed on 'ferocious'. He pursed his lips, moved forward step by step, and touched the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were wet and his expression was filled with fear, but he could not speak or move at all.

Corey looked at the middle-aged man's panic expression,

He thought about how this arrogant middle-aged man harassed the girl he fell in love with when he was in the bar, and even waited for him outside the bar in an attempt to retaliate.

Thinking of himself again, feeling aggrieved by being bullied, teased by his peers, and ignored by his family, he roared angrily:

"ah--!"

The knife stabbed out and penetrated deeply into the middle-aged man's neck until the hilt was gone.

But this kind of stabbing will not kill the person immediately.

At this moment, Wu Heng suddenly let go of the physical restrictions on middle age.

The middle-aged man, who had been in a stiff state and unable to control his body, instantly became paralyzed and reached out to touch the chef's knife around his neck.

And spitting blood from his mouth, he prayed:

"I was wrong, don't kill me, please! You are still young!"

Corey was frightened by the sudden movement of the middle-aged man and took a step back, then forcefully pulled out the chef's knife.

Blood spurted out instantly, like an out-of-control shower.

Corey was also sprayed with blood. The blood flowed down his hair, slid down to his cheeks, and then dripped onto the dark blue leather jacket, where it merged with the original blood on the jacket.

"Save me. Save me!"

"My brothers know that I came to find you. If I die, you will be finished too!"

The middle-aged man was also frightened by the gushing blood. He covered his neck with his hands with all his strength. When he spoke, the blood in his throat seemed to be overflowing, making it unclear.

But this sentence actually stimulated Corey.

Wu Heng stood aside and watched quietly. He knew that this cowardly young man had no intention of letting the middle-aged man out alive when he led the middle-aged man into the sewer.

Although the other party never thought that he would need to do it himself.

The situation is indeed as Wu Heng guessed,

Corey panicked when he looked at the middle-aged man who still wanted to leave and was staggering towards the entrance of the cave.

In desperation, he rushed forward with a knife again, stabbing the middle-aged man's unprepared back four times in a row. He didn't stop attacking until the middle-aged man fell completely on his face.

Corey stood there blankly holding the knife, looking at the middle-aged man's motionless body, breathing heavily.

"Haha, haha, hahahaha...!" Panting, Corey actually laughed wildly.

He even laughed and held his stomach, bent over, and then sat on the ground with a pop.

Wu Heng moved his steps, stepped on the unstable blue brick floor, made a "dong-dong" footsteps, and walked to Corey's side.

The sound of footsteps was like stepping on Corey's heart.

He came to his senses,

He hurriedly wiped the middle-aged man's trousers with his chef's knife several times to wipe away all the blood.

With the rusty blade exposed, he held the tip of the knife, raised his head and handed the knife to Wu Heng respectfully.

Wu Heng calmly stretched out his hand, took the chef's knife, and continued to stand there without saying a word, but in fact he was observing Corey thoughtfully.

Corey also regained his strength at this moment. When he saw the middle-aged body, he seemed to remember something. He hurriedly lay on the middle-aged body and rummaged in the pockets of his jacket and trousers.

After finding a brown, middle-aged style wallet, he stood up.

He first glanced at Wu Heng who was standing quietly in fear, bowed to him, turned around quickly, ran out of the sewer in embarrassment, and left here without looking back.

Wu Heng did not stop him or make a sound during the whole process.

Because he knew that this weak young man who had been bullied had a changed mentality, but he had no strength.

Things must be reversed at their extremes,

Corey has been brewing the flame of revenge under years of oppression, and at this time, the flame has been ignited.

Even because of the ferocity of the fire, it is likely to swallow up all the conscience and morality of this young man.

Cowardice never represents kindness.

The reason why Wu Heng allowed Kerui to leave was because he was sure that Kerui would definitely come again, and it wouldn't be long before he came again.

After all, evil seeks evil!

Furthermore, his current preparations are not enough.

Wu Heng bent down and pulled up the middle-aged body. After separating its skin and bones, the remains were thrown into the cage.

He returned to his original position, hid himself and sat down, thinking about the current situation.

In this plot world, the three tower guardians, Black Shadow, Corey, and the woman in black, should all be capable, but they don't seem to be as strong as him.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that someone is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

But his power is not just what he shows, especially the accumulation of fear can completely snowball.

As for Freddy on Elm Street, local adults are silent about him, and young people have all forgotten Freddy's terror and have been taking potions that prevent them from dreaming all year round.

Wu Heng calculated based on the current time,

Not long after Freddy went to Crystal Lake, entered Jason's dream, disguised himself as Jason's mother, and coaxed Jason into killing people on Elm Street.

In order to stimulate the fearful memories of Freddy among the young people on Elm Street, the plot of Freddy regaining his power and killing with dreams should still be 19 days away.

During this period, it should be difficult for the three tower guards to discover the plot.

Even if they were on Elm Street.

But if you want to destroy Freddy,

It's not as simple as dragging it from a dream to reality and then killing it.

After all, this has already been done in the movie plot, and Freddy's bones were even burned during his lifetime.

Even Freddy's soul was forcibly stuffed back into his womb by the ghost of his biological mother, Amanda.

But Freddy always survives humanity's fears.

Thinking of this, Wu Heng planned to accumulate some fear energy first.

He used fear again to contact Chu Keying.

"I have something for you to do. Go to the town of Haddonfield and look for an old lady named Lori Strode."

"Approach her, offer money, find people, whatever method you use, make her famous."

"But the way to become famous is for her to tell her own experiences and stories, preferably by writing a book or making a movie."

"If you don't have enough money, you can ask me for it."

Chu Keying, who had just finished taking a shower and was wearing a towel, saw the sudden appearance of the 'sunshine' illusion. Before she could be shy, she was stunned by a series of messages.

"Why do you want to find her? Is this the same as drama?"

Chu Keying was midway through her question when she was quickly interrupted by Wu Heng, "It has nothing to do with the plot. Don't ask. Just do it. You must do it well. This is a test for you."

"But I still have to do what you said, notarizing the inheritance. This also takes time."

"I can do it anywhere. As long as you tell me, your three brothers will be more eager than you."

After saying this, Wu Heng cut off his fear, and the illusion of 'sunshine' in front of Chu Keying dissipated like a bubble.

She knew Wu Heng had left.

After Chu Keying thought for a while, she quickly picked up the phone on the wall and asked the housekeeper to contact her family. She wanted to hold a family meeting.

She planned to leave overnight and sleep in the car.

The task Wu Heng gave her this time must be done well. After all, this may be the ticket to survival.

Although Chu Keying has little social experience, she is by no means stupid and has no problem with her IQ.

In the sewer.

After arranging the task, Wu Heng stood up.

He tried to use the ability of 'Michael' to reduce the sense of presence, and walked out of the sewer with silent steps like a ghost.

Heading southwest, towards the center of the small town of Haddonfield.

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20 minutes later,

Outside a three-story European-style single-family house,

The green bushes were suddenly opened, and a figure wearing a dark blue overalls and a hollow white mask appeared here. I don't know when.

Wu Heng quietly observed the house in front of him.

There is not a trace of dust on the mahogany-colored walls and cream-colored door frames. It can be seen that the owner of this house is a person who always pays attention to hygiene.

He came to the town tonight to do three things.

This is one of them.

The owner of this house is Lori Strode, Michael's sister, the person Wu Heng asked Chu Keying to find.

Over the past decades, the other party has

After experiencing countless pursuits by Michael, his inner fear and hatred for Michael had already reached its peak.

Wu Heng came here this time to make Chu Keying's actions smoother.

Like a black ghost, he silently stepped forward, stuck the chef's knife into the gap of the door lock, and pushed slightly.

The wooden door was pushed open,

‘Bang bang bang! ’

Seven consecutive shots, the sound of clearing the magazine, and seven bullets accurately shot Wu Heng's heart, but like a cow in the mud, Wu Heng still stood calmly in place, without moving at all.

The shooter was a capable old lady with white hair and ears in the house.

She straightened her right arm and held a pistol in one hand. Her eyebrows formed a 'chuan' shape, and she stood there with a stern look on her face, her eyes full of hatred.

Decades of being hunted have long since trained her to be sensitive to 'Michael', and even to sense it in advance, which is somewhat similar to psychic power.

The moment Wu Heng appeared in the yard, she had already noticed it.

"Why don't you go to hell?" she said angrily.

Wu Heng ignored it and threw out the chef's knife in his hand. The blade instantly pierced Luo Li's left arm, causing blood to flow out and drip onto the ground.

He took the opportunity to use the ability to absorb, but found that the blood was very ordinary and had no special abilities.

Is it really just Loli's telepathy that is so strong?

The injured old lady Loli turned around neatly, threw herself to the wall, pressed a piece of tile with her yellow fingers, and pressed the red button with a black skull painted on it.

Then he fell down behind the sofa.

At the door, where Wu Heng was standing, an explosion occurred instantly.

Thunder and fire roared, flames shone, smoke and sawdust covered half of the room, and Wu Heng's figure disappeared from the place before he knew it.

Having achieved his goal, he left here and continued to wander around the streets.

After a long time, only the old lady, whose white hair was covered with dust, stood up cautiously, wary of the empty room.

"Grandma, what happened?"

A beautiful girl in pajamas ran out from the second floor in a panic and asked.

"Shh, don't shout, come here quickly!"

Loli saw that her granddaughter Alison, the girl Corey liked, had gone down the stairs. She no longer felt comfortable letting her go back to the second floor alone, so she could only let her stay with her.

"Did we suffer a terrorist attack? There doesn't seem to be anyone else here?"

Alice looked at the messy first floor and the burning black wooden door, and asked in a daze.

Wu Heng has no idea about what will happen next.

He just felt the fear from Loli doubled again.

He had stopped reducing his presence and walked openly along the street.

Many people who stayed up late were frightened into falling asleep instantly.

Some hid under the covers and sent text messages on their mobile phones.

‘Michael’, the immortal killer who has disappeared for nearly four years, has reappeared in the town and is looking for his target! ’

This news has spread quietly in the town.

Even the barking dogs in the surrounding area have stopped, making the late night streets seem even quieter.

Wu Heng, who had been wandering around for half an hour,

I finally reached my goal.

I saw seven dazzling high-beam lights, accompanied by the roar of the motorcycle engine, speeding over from the distant road.

Wu Heng stood quietly in the middle of the road, waiting.

The lights became stronger and stronger, and the group of motorcycles speeding over also spotted Wu Heng, and their speed slowly slowed down until they approached Wu Heng.

"Hey, man, are you going out with a mask on in the middle of the night to scare people?"

The leading motorcycle rider said with a smile.

Their motorcycles did not stop, but circled Wu Heng in the middle of the road, connecting end to end, spinning in circles, trapping Wu Heng in the middle.

Wu Heng noticed that some women's handbags were hung on their motorcycle mirrors, and some even had two or three hanging on them.

"Yeah, yeah! It's so scary, I'm so scared, I'm scared to death, mom~mom!" The second big white man pretended to be disgusting like a baby and teased.

It caused everyone to burst into laughter.

"Hey, masked mute, hand over your wallet, or I'll let you ride the slide." A black rider swung the rope with a hook on the tail of the motorcycle and yelled at Wu Heng.

"That's enough!"

Wu Heng turned his head and took a look and said quietly.

"What's enough?" the leading motorcycle rider asked curiously with a sneer.

"I mean, the materials you have are enough!"

The moment he spoke, Wu Heng stretched out his hand and grabbed the motorcycle head that had just turned to his right. He lifted the entire motorcycle with one hand and swept it around like a sledgehammer.

Everyone was in the shape of an umbrella, spitting out blood, and all flew backwards, as if they had been hit by a vehicle.

When they landed, they all collapsed on the ground, like frogs whose muscles had been ripped out.

The unoccupied motorcycle just fell to the ground with a crash.