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"…I have no idea…"

Carlos shook his head in confusion.

It turned out that he was a devout man who firmly believed in the rules of the Assassin Brotherhood.

But these days' experiences have made his world view somewhat confusing.

After all, people live for their ideals and beliefs.

Or live for your own desires and selfishness.

At this time, Carlos could no longer understand his own heart.

Three people, three different answers.

Naturally, John Wick, who is eating melon on the side, does not count.

Xia Hua stood with his hands behind his back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Only when there are differences can there be breakthrough points.

If the three of them had the same ideas, it would be hard for him to get involved.

As a Chinese, I know the essence of my ancestors' virtues in conquering others, and I am preparing to use my words to conquer the four tool men.

At this moment, Jennifer's scream and the roar of the engine suddenly came out from outside the church.

"Help!! Ah!! Woohoo..."

Xia Hua's expression changed, his steps were like the wind, and he rushed out with three steps at a time and two steps at a time.

But just for such a delay, Jennifer's figure was still there in front of her.

Xia Hua walked to his car with a sullen expression.

The car door was open and the car's tires were punctured.

There was only a note left on the driver's seat that read:

"Eye of Hell."

Like a place name.

The name is so ridiculous, I don’t know where it is.

It's a pity that he is not familiar with the place. Apart from Carlos and Jennifer, Xia Hua doesn't know anyone.

So he had to take the piece of paper and search the Internet based on the words written on it.

As a result, there are many search terms for the Eye of Hell, but most of them are religious superstition and spam information.

After adding the keyword "Dog Town", nothing can be found in the search.

When Xia Hua was at a loss and was about to ask around, Carlos's voice came from beside him.

"I've been here many times but never heard of this place."

Carlos, who came from the church after hearing the news, looked at the words on the note and said with great certainty.

"Perhaps asking someone in the local town will give you the answer."

Seeing that an emergency seemed to have occurred, Carlos temporarily put aside his personal grudges and spoke up.

Xia Hua was not pretentious either.

"I need help, help me find out where this place is."

It was because of him that Jennifer met with an accident. Without his intervention, maybe they would have been able to calm down after those bosozokus sobered up, or until the police chief arrived.

After all, they all live in the same town. If you pick two people in the town at random, they might be related to each other three generations back.

You can't see it when you look up. No matter how extreme those Bosozokus are, they can't commit such criminal acts as kidnapping.

It was all because he wanted to have some fun that he hurt an innocent person.

In this case, he must be responsible.

After listening to Xia Hua's request, Carlos nodded.

He had lived in this town for a while and knew some people.

It's not okay to ask for information from someone new. Everyone will be wary of strangers.

It would be easier if you were an acquaintance.

Firefox, who was following behind, learned about the situation and took the initiative to help.

Thanks to her good-looking appearance, she didn't get rejected.

But half an hour later, the two of them still came back empty-handed and had no useful clues at all.

"I asked several people, but they all said they didn't know about the Eye of Hell."

Firefox came back early, and she spoke first.

Carlos, who came a step late, also shook his head, but he obviously gained something else.

"I haven't found any information about the Eye of Hell, but I think you may need to know some other information."

Carlos didn't show off and continued.

"Dog Town has many strange legends. For example, in the Crystal Lake to the east, there is a legend about a murderer wearing a hockey mask. In the abandoned pig killing farm to the west, there used to be a story about a chainsaw murderer. In the mountains to the south, there is also a legend. There are rumors of ogres…”

"Even this Elm Street has the horror of a murderer in a dream..."

Carlos frowned when he said this.

"...I seem to understand why this town is called Dog Town."

John, who had been listening to the soy sauce, suddenly had his eyes lit up and said: "It should be called Ghost Town, right?" (Homophony, no need to go into detail.)

After hearing Carlos' words, Xia Hua woke up as if from a dream.

Elm Street, Crystal Lake, Chainsaw…

Fred, Jason, Leatherface…

Aren’t these the three most famous killers in American horror films of the 90s?

There were too many plots about the ogre, and Xia Hua didn't know what the storyline was in the plasma movie.

But none of this matters...

Xia Hua frowned.

Something is wrong with this town, very wrong!

Others may only regard these as rumors, but Xia Hua knows that these are true.

There are thousands of stories in the world, but how low are the chances of so many coincidences coming together?

What's more, several horror stories appeared in the same place.

Xia Hua knew very well that there were no related movies on the market in this world, so no matter how unbelievable it was, this terrible result was real and would not change.

"We have to wake up the monk. Maybe he knows something."

Xia Hua couldn't deal with the ghosts with his own skills, so he could only place his hope on the monk lying dead in the church.

Seeing that Xia Hua was so serious, the four Carloss felt that even if they didn't believe in the legends of gods and ghosts, it would be a bad idea to confront him at this time.

Several people filed in and surrounded the monk.

Xia Hua pinched people and splashed water, and finally woke up the monk.

The situation was urgent, and he had no time to take into account the virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

"Bah~"

The monk slowly opened his eyelids and quickly closed them again.

Anyone who is surrounded by four adult men will feel a little panicked.

He still vaguely remembered that he was pushed by an old friend, and then he didn't know anything else.

Now, the monk not only felt his head hurt, but his face was also wet.

even...

It's also very unsafe in the back.

Could it be that... there is no guarantee for the late festival?

Thinking of this, the monk immediately tightened his legs.

Seeing this scene, Carlos, who knew how powerful his old friend's brainstorming ability was, said helplessly: "Wright, we have something serious to ask you, so stop pretending."

After hearing this, the old monk squinted his eyes and woke up.

But I still asked worriedly.

"Don't you really want to do something to me?"

Listening to this tone...why do I still feel a sense of expectation...

The men present looked at this unattractive monk with black lines on their heads and did not respond.

"For example...this...that..."

The monk kept chattering vague reminders.

Several people's faces turned darker.

Who would have such strong taste and want to do this and that to a bad old man...

damn…

Suddenly I have a sense of picture.

Carlos quickly reached out and covered the monk's mouth to prevent him from making any more shocking remarks.

After all, the guy who called himself JOKER, also called Erwin, had already clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white.

After all, the monk was his old friend, and Carlos still felt that he should save his life.

Although sometimes he wanted to sew the monk's mouth shut.

Firefox, who was watching the excitement with his arms folded, raised his eyebrows and thought this scene was really interesting.

This kind of interaction is not something you see in fraternities.

Maybe this is real life.