The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

Under the escort of several security guards, the students were divided into several batches and entered the bulletproof school bus.

On this quiet night, the perfect bonfire party was broken like this.

The students huddled in the car in fear.

10 minutes passed, and everyone was tense, except for Klein who looked indifferent.

Although Kara is powerful, she must always pay attention to the movements of monsters and at the same time protect the safety of Klein and others.

After all, this weirdo is cruel in his methods and is not afraid of pain. Although his body recovers slowly, he has a certain immortality.

This gave Kara a headache.

"Is everyone here?"

The dean called the names one by one, but the car did not start, but waited for the nearby police to arrive.

......

A busy night passed.

"Good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" the sturdy policeman said to the dean.

"you..."

The dean wanted to ask: Are you kidding me?How long has it been since you were still doing this?

"What's the good news?" asked the dean, suppressing his anger.

"Only two students died."

"Watt? This is also good news. You federal policemen only use taxpayers' money to talk dirty and tell some hellish jokes?" the dean was furious.

"Calm down ma'am, I don't even know why you chose this place as a camping site..."

The police hesitated to speak.

This aroused the curiosity of the dean, and she asked: "What do you mean?"

"Hey..." The policeman sighed, tugged on the tight belt, glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, and then he said: "This place is unlucky!"

"Ominous?"

The dean took a look around and pulled the policeman to the other side.

"Be specific!"

"There is a demon here, an unkillable demon. Every time he appears, he will take away the lives of campers. Before you came here, his least consecutive kill record was... 17 people."

"So you said it's good news that only two people died?"

"Correct."

"And the bad news?"

The policeman pursed his lips and said, "The bad news is... only two of you died."

"What? Are you playing word games with me!"

"This guy will hunt down those he targets. There are too many of you students... I'm worried he will..."

"Damn it! You are a federal policeman, how can you act like an old pious woman on a farm! You are so crazy!"

The police helplessly stood up.

"This guy seldom comes out for activities. Once he comes out... no one who participates in the camping will be alive. No matter whether you escape or not, the end result is death..." The policeman sighed and looked at him with pity. Dean.

"That's enough, I will definitely sue your police station and this damn park!"

The dean put down his harsh words and turned around to leave.

The policeman leaned against the police car, the expression on his face gradually became complicated, and then he smiled sinisterly.

The entire face also began to become distorted, and the burn marks and several scars could be vaguely seen.

"Jie Jie..."

Klein, who was in a daze in the car, heard uncomfortable laughter.

He stared out the window, scratched his head and said, "Damn, where is the laughter? It makes me feel embarrassed!"

"classmates!"

The dean got in the car, and after some comfort, she said, "It seems that this outing will be cancelled. We will return to New York immediately."

"it is good!"

These students had no intention of playing anymore and were eager to go back.

......

10 minutes later, the car started.

Klein also felt his head was dizzy, and before he knew it, several students on the school bus closed their eyes and began to fall asleep.

Even the school bus driver closed his eyes, but drove the car smoothly forward.

Klein rubbed his temples, looked out the window, and murmured: "It's interesting, I want to see who you are..."

Kara, whose strength level was off the charts, also closed her eyes and kept struggling, sometimes waking up and sometimes falling asleep.

Gwen only persisted for a while, but also felt dizzy, and fell asleep as soon as she spread her hands.

Only Klein squinted his eyes slightly and stared at the scenery along the way.

........

"Shet! What the hell! Controlling these guys makes me exhausted!"

In a suburban factory on Elm Street, only 50 miles away, a disfigured man wearing red and black striped clothes swung an iron claw in his hand and smashed the table in front of him.

He kept rubbing his head, obviously mentally controlling Kara, Gwen, and Klein (unsuccessfully), which consumed far more than controlling these students.

"Tick tock...tick tock...tick tock..."

The bus passed the Elm Street sign.

Klein stared at the street sign and murmured: "Elm Street? Sounds so familiar..."

A woman in a plaid shirt, overalls, and sneakers, carrying a guitar case, passed the school bus on a motorcycle and headed toward Elm Street.

"Huh? Natasha! Why is this guy here?"

"Did SHIELD notice some unnatural phenomena or some weird existence here?"

squeak...

The bus stopped and the doors opened.

The dean said excitedly: "Students, we have arrived at the destination of this outing...the beautiful Elm Street!"

"Has he been mentally controlled?" Klein thought to himself.

But on the surface, he pretended that nothing had changed. He looked as excited as the other students and kept cheering.

The scenery on Elm Street is good, with warm sunshine and a wide town.

It is said that there have been several rich people here, so the infrastructure is relatively new, and the local elm trees have been specially cultivated, forming a natural scenery.

There are also the best private nursing homes in the country. After all, there is no pollution from industrial infrastructure and no noisy highway environment. It is indeed very suitable for retirement.

"It seems the mind controller is hiding on Elm Street. I want to see what tricks you can come up with..."

Klein grinned and already took out his backpack, thinking about what weapons to equip.

"Laura! Take a picture for us!" Gwen handed the phone to Laura.

The next second, she pulled Klein, Kara and Peter to stand under an elm tree.

"Have Gwen and the others recovered? Or is it that some of their memories about last night have been deleted or blocked?"

Gwen doesn't look like she's being controlled now.

The surrounding students also returned to normal and began to wander around excitedly, checking in and taking pictures.

Laura is dressed in smart camping sportswear. Her skin is a healthy wheat color. She loves sports and has an energetic and generous temperament.

"Stand still, I'm going to take pictures!" Laura said.

Gwen held Kara and Klein in her arms, and Klein pulled Peter.

"Let's talk...eggplant!"

"Egg... vomit..."

Klein heard someone making a strange noise next to his ear, and a strong breath poured into his nose, which made Klein frown.

"Girl Gwen, why don't you brush your teeth?"

Klein frowned and stared at Gwen.

Gwen gritted her silver teeth and pinched Klein, "What a look in your eyes, little Klein! How dare you stare at your sister Gwen!"

Kara also smelled a strange smell, but her expression remained normal.

"Jiejiejiejie..."

"Who! Who is laughing so stupidly!" Klein couldn't help it and shouted to the people around him.