No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

You listen to my sophistry, oh no...you listen to my explanation.

puff.

The Hanged Man was really vomited blood by Su Che, and a mouthful of thick blood spewed out, "Mr. Su, are you really a fucking spy sent by the hostile forces?"

"I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense." Su Che quickly denied it three times, "My loyalty to the Tarot Society can be learned from the sun and the moon, and the brothers of the Tarot Society are all talents, and they are nice to speak. I like Tarot Society very much." Luo will!"

Chapter 270 Seventh!There's no end to this bad luck, is there?

Hanging upside down became very popular, since Su Che entered Tomb Village, his layout for many years has been destroyed bit by bit by this psychopath in front of him.

"Don't tell me, I believe it, can't I believe it?"

Looking at Su Che, who was madly trying to die without limits, the Hanged Man roared in his inner world, "Crazy like you, who else would dare to recruit you except for the Tarot Society, a lunatic concentration camp that can let you flex your muscles?" Not fast enough?"

First, he set fire in the graveyard village and caused the fire to be out of control; then he drove the 714 ghost bus hearse to chase and kill the zombie villagers in the graveyard village; finally he showed up and asked him to stop, but he was chopped down by a chainsaw and he sawed it in half.

If there were only the above, the Hanged Man might wake up laughing from his dreams tonight.

Saw through the corpse king's coffin, released the woman, and slaughtered the female ghost of the corpse king in the Tarot Society before entering the graveyard village.

At this moment, the Hanged Man regretted the decision he made on the Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship. What he got back with this trick was nothing like cannon fodder, he was simply the dead star of the Tianke Tarot Society!

If the Hanged Man knows that the ghost ship Jianghai No. 422 they planted in the ghost port has sunk into the Lanjiang River, and the man with the gap died in the hands of the blood shadow in the ghost port, their plan to spy on the terrifying ghosts under the river blocking bridge in Jiangcheng will be defeated. Su Che's words completely ruined her.

The Hanged Man had to be so angry that he died on the spot.

Looking at Su Che with an innocent face, the Hanged Man's heart ached, but he was helpless. Ever since he found out that Su Che, who he intended to attract as cannon fodder, had transformed into a psychopath who was even crazier than the lunatics that can be seen everywhere in the Tarot Society. back.

What can he do?

He is also very desperate!

He wanted to hit Su Che but couldn't, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

It's not scary to be insane, it's just that the insane is also fully armed while being crazy.

"The Hanged Man, think of a way! The corpse king and the zombie villagers are coming after you!" Su Che screamed in a pretense of anxiety.

Gritting his teeth, he looked at the increasingly manic zombie villagers. The Hanged Man raised his head and turned his gaze to the blood-stained bone-chopping knife held between his feet.

If this long knife is really like what the crazy Mr. Su said, killing a red-clothed ghost is like cutting melons and vegetables, then it is not impossible to use it to deal with the corpse king.

The Hanged Man whose escape route was cut off put his last hope on the blood-stained bone-slicing knife Su Che gave him. The strong ominous aura brought him palpitations no less than the horror of the corpse king when the coffin was unmasked.

"You and I work together, you use the chainsaw and I use this long knife to seal the corpse king back into the coffin, that's the only way!" The Hanged Man said to Su Che.

Then he looked at everyone in the Ghost Story Association, "You enter the ancestral hall, there are my people in the coffin in the backyard, releasing them should be able to temporarily resist the attack of these zombies, and create opportunities for me and Mr. Su!"

Everyone in the strangely shaped Guitan Association has become his abandoned son. Most of the villagers surnamed Huang who drank the evil well water containing the five-power god and became neither human nor ghost hide in Huang's ancestral hall. They have completely fallen into madness, no different from ghosts .

Letting the members of the Guai Tan Association enter the ancestral hall and release the villagers surnamed Huang who are neither human nor ghost will undoubtedly cause the strange-looking people in front of them to die under the attack of villagers surnamed Huang, but the Hanged Man doesn't care at all.

Su Che, a crazy, neurotic lunatic, had already given him enough headaches. He didn't have the thought to think about the life and death of everyone in the Ghost Story Association.

As soon as the words of the Hanged Man came out of his mouth, Kuang Cheng refused righteously, "No, I can't let you and Mr. Su face the corpse king alone. Do you think we can escape shamefully like this?"

"No!" Fatty Qian's acting skills also came out, and he said a little exaggeratedly.

Xiaotiantian looked at Kuangcheng and Fatty Qian speechlessly. She always felt that these two people had become a little abnormal under the influence of Su Che, but she still nodded firmly, "They are right, a large number of people is strength, we We should face the corpse king together!"

And Mr. J was still showing a malicious smile with a nervous grin, but he still took out a blood-stained fruit knife from which corner of the hospital gown.

"Kill them."

"Damn it, is this still the Tarot Club?" The Hanged Man couldn't believe the scene in front of him. From the day he joined the Tarot Club, he was accompanied only by betrayal and killing. Every core member who got a Tarot card code All of them were lunatics with blood of innocent people on their hands, spreading terror and creating supernatural events everywhere, and countless people died in their hands.

The conditions for becoming a core member of the Tarot Club are even more bloody. Every time a tarot card loses its owner, its ownership must be determined in a cruel fight. Only the cruelest and most cunning villains can become Tarot cards. core members of the association.

The Hanged Man remembered very clearly that he stepped on the corpses of seven peripheral members of the Tarot Society to get this token of becoming a core member of the Tarot Society. There is no change to this bloody way of promotion.

Therefore, the performance of everyone in the Ghost Story Association will undoubtedly make the head of the Hanged Man swell. My good guy, our Tarot Society is a dangerous cult organization full of evil and cannibalism, but you guys are here to make a speech of unity and unity against the enemy. Is the style of painting a bit strange?

The Hanged Man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Kuang Cheng tactfully interrupted him, and Kuang Cheng's tone became more righteous Ling Ran, "Don't persuade the Hanged Man, although we just joined Tarot Yes, but we are all one family, we will never give up one, and we will never abandon one!"

"That's right, stop trying to persuade us, we won't leave!" Fatty Qian and Kuang Cheng sang the oboe one after the other.

At this time, the Hanged Man is already in a daze, who are these people?

A fully armed, dangerous and crazy mad Mr. Su, a group of eccentrics with a strong sense of justice... What did the Tarot Society do in the last life to recruit you crouching dragons and phoenixes?

He didn't want to talk to Su Che and the members of the Ghost Story Association, because he found that if he kept talking like this, he would be brainwashed by these people and betray the Tarot Society.

The upside-down feet waved the blood-stained bone-cutting knife, turned around and prepared to continue running.

But the curse of the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, an unknown knife, had already acted on him the moment the Hanged Man pulled it out with his feet.

An explosion occurred in a certain wooden house that was burning in the sky, and a beam that was burned black was blown away by the explosion shock wave. At the moment when the Hanged Man was about to run, the beam fell from the sky.

The strong wind howled from the top of his head, and the burning smell filled his nostrils. The hanged man immediately realized that something was falling from the sky above him, and quickly pulled away to avoid it.

However, a water stain from nowhere suddenly appeared on the stone pavement, and the greasy moss came into contact with the palms of the Hanged Man walking upside down.

Just a slip.

The blood-stained bone-chopping knife clamped by the hanged man's legs came loose...

The sharp blade fell face down, along his inverted crotch all the way down, until it crossed the Tianling Cap, and cut him in half from the middle.

"Hey! There's no end to this bad luck, is there?"

This was the last thought that came to mind when the Hanged Man's eyes were plunged into darkness.

Chapter 270 The Hanged Man Don't Worry, My Chainsaw Has Run Out of Power, A Full Charge Will Come Soon!

The commotion outside the No. 714 bus did not stop, when the woman screaming in pain disappeared into the white fog.

Ye Bin looked at Yang Xingfa's body lying on the floor of the carriage. His eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot, his face was distorted and grim, as if he had suffered a great deal of pain and died.

The dirty vomit on the floor of the carriage and the pieces of internal organs soaked in blood were still steaming, and the colorful abdominal organs made Ye Bin feel chills in his heart.

Ye Bin couldn't bear to breathe for a moment, and strange movements appeared again in the thick white fog.

A strange shadow jumped out of the white fog and covered the entire ground. Even through the iron compartment of the No. 714 bus, he could still feel a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

there's noise!

Ye Bin's expression changed, and he subconsciously clenched the paper lantern in his hand.

Bang.

The muffled sound of heavy objects falling on the stone pavement.

Then, a black shadow falling from the sky passed by Ye Bin who was sitting in the carriage holding a paper lamp tightly.

Through the window glass of bus No. 714, he saw the corpse king standing up from the black lacquered coffin. The bodies of Mrs. Yang and Xiaoling inside the car tensed up instantly, their pale skin like dead people It became stiff and blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The uniformed ghost in the driver's seat was so frightened that he didn't dare to see the blood on his face. First, there was a terrifying female ghost in the white fog, and then a corpse king suddenly appeared.

At this time, the subduing ghost is extremely convinced that Su Che must be born with the legendary physique of attracting ghosts. How long has it been since he came out of the ghost port?Countless zombie villagers and the terrifying red-clothed ghosts all appeared now, even scarier than when it was the inner ghost on the 714 bus.

Fortunately, the two sides only had this brief moment of contact, and the corpse king who emerged from the coffin seemed not to have noticed that there was a living person in the bus hearse parked by the roadside.

The subdued ghost shuddered, and the three living people in the carriage also breathed a sigh of relief.

next second.

With more than a full foot, the sharp long claws that shone with metallic luster suddenly pierced the iron compartment of the No. 714 bus and appeared in front of Ye Bin.

The candlelight of the paper lantern trembled violently, and the sharp long claws exposed to the light of the candlelight of the paper lantern were like pouring cold water into boiling oil. With the sound of puffing, the foul-smelling black air burst out immediately.

Ye Bin was so smoked by the stench and black air that he couldn't open his eyes, but when the low hum of the chainsaw in Su Che's hand appeared next to his ears, the sharp long claws of the corpse king piercing the iron compartment of the No. 714 bus felt like an electric shock. As he retracted, an inexplicable sense of security surged in his heart.

"I see that your Yintang is black, and your fierce aura is entrenched in the entrance, gathering but not dispersing. This is the rhythm of bloody disaster! The Hanged Man!"

Su Che's voice appeared in Ye Bin's ears through the thin iron compartment, and he soon saw Su Che walking out of the white fog with a chainsaw in his hand. He wanted to say hello, but suddenly saw A strange figure appeared upside down.

Old Master Yang glanced at him, shook his head, and signaled him not to speak.

He also quickly realized that this strange man whose body was turned upside down was exactly the head of the graveyard village surnamed Huang who Su Che and the others were talking about before.

Ye Bin nodded to Mrs. Yang, but kept silent.

Puff.

The Hanged Man, who was walking with both hands, unexpectedly fell on the extremely flat stone road after Su Che finished speaking.

"Fall on the ground?" Ye Bin muttered in his heart.

The Hanged Man said angrily, "You don't talk like a crow, no one will think you are dumb."

He looked down at the flat stone road, frowning, "Am I really unlucky? No, it's impossible!"

The Hanged Man has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, and the members of the Ghost Story Association refused to go to the ancestral hall to release the neither human nor ghost villager surnamed Huang. When he was cut in half by a blood-stained bone cutter, he had to release it himself A villager surnamed Huang who is neither human nor ghost.

Those villagers surnamed Huang who drank the water from the evil well containing the spirit of Wutong were red, swollen and festered, pus flowed wildly, and gangrene was everywhere, almost like ghosts.

Once released by the Hanged Man, they fell into madness, wantonly attacking all the living things they could see, and soon wrestled with the zombie villagers that could be seen everywhere.

It was also taking advantage of this opportunity that the Hanged Talents led Su Che and the members of the Guild to find the corpse king who had been lifted from the coffin.

Su Che looked at the metal carriage that was pierced by the corpse king's sharp claws, shook his head involuntarily, and said viciously, "Good guy, you dare to poke two holes in my car, and you will lose money!"

"This is the corpse king, be more serious!" Seeing this, the Hanged Man staggered again, roaring inwardly.

Su Che glanced at the Hanged Man out of the corner of his eye, counting the rotten corpse in the captain's cabin of Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship, this is already the third body of the Hanged Man.

Where is his body hidden, Su Che still doesn't know, but he has been cursed by the bad luck of the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, Su Che does not believe that he has endless rotting corpses to resist the blood-stained bone-slashing knife's devouring attribute .

Seeing that Su Che was unmoved, the Hanged Man could only persuade in a deep voice, "Mr. Su, be more serious, not only the corpse king in front of you, but also that terrifying female ghost hiding in the white fog. If you are not serious, we will be afraid." It will capsize in the gutter."

He was unable to hold Su Che accountable for releasing the female ghost of the well and the corpse king, and for killing the ghost in the small town below the mountain. He just begged Su Che not to make any more messes, and to spare his life and let him walk out alive. Grave Village.

"No problem, I will do my best!" The vicious expression on Su Che's face suddenly changed, and he nodded solemnly at the Hanged Man, "Come on, Hanged Man!"

The ominous atmosphere spread wantonly, and the blood-stained bone-chopping knife was slashed at the corpse king by the hanged man's feet.

"Mr. Su, what are you still doing in a daze? Follow me!" The Hanged Man saw that Su Che hadn't moved, and quickly shouted at him.

The smell of putrid corpses rushed towards the face, dark and cold, as if in an ice cellar.

The scarlet blood spots densely covered on the blood-stained bone-cutting knife suddenly seemed to come alive, and the face of the hanged man suddenly changed, and he felt the handle of the blood-stained bone-cutting knife seemed to be grasped by several invisible cold hands. Bare feet, then pull forward.

The corpse king lifted up from the coffin was illuminated by the paper-wrapped candle in Ye Bin's hand, and his hands seemed to be burned, showing a scorched black color.