No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"It will be troublesome to catch Brother Chicken now, but the hell train doesn't seem to be as strong as the fool said. If the 714 ghost bus breaks when it hits it, and it can be described as tofu, then the hell train is at best It's just made of plastic." Su Che looked thoughtfully at the huge dent in the wall of the carriage when the hermit knocked it out.

giggle!

The bright red comb of the big rooster was fleeting, and the whistling wind and the sound of flapping wings could be heard in my ears, but I saw the figure of the Fool appearing from the No. .

"Are you a damned chicken that belongs to a dog? I came here to make trouble as soon as I appeared!" The Fool screamed incompetently and furiously.

Chapter 560 Don't Come Over! ! !

Inside the No. 11 carriage, the whole body was covered with silver-white flames, leaning forward completely on the body of the fool who was struggling to support the dense bloodshot, narrowly avoiding the thick and powerful thighs of the big rooster.

The ear-piercing whistle of the Hell Train blew up again, and the empty carriage instantly gave off a sense of overcrowding. Even though Su Che didn't see any weird things appearing in his eyes, he still felt 12 spirited in his heart at this moment.

The Fool seems to be in a hurry to jump over the wall for real.

Before the Fool could make substantial progress, Su Che put down the big black dog in his hand, kicked his feet, left hand in front and right hand behind, using his short-distance sprinting skills with all his strength, and rushed towards the Fool as fast as lightning.

"Eat me with a military punch!"

As soon as the words were finished, the Fool realized that the body that had fallen forward slanted to a stop, bloodshot from the scarlet train conductor's uniform, and the sense of overcrowding became more intense.

On both sides of the track appeared various platforms that stretched to the sky. Suddenly, passengers with lowered heads and expressionless faces appeared one by one, but with different looks. Submerge Su Che.

However, the Fool's action was obviously too late. With his right hand behind him, Su Che suddenly pulled out the Type 54 pistol stuck in his waist, and aimed directly at the Fool to empty the entire clip.

If hitting the Fool with the Type 54 pistol before was just to tickle him, then now that his whole body has been covered with silvery white flames, the Fool, who has no time to care about him, can really feel the kind gun in Su Che's hand the harm caused.

I only felt a heart-piercing pain all over my body. Although I clenched my teeth tightly and didn't let out a sound, the Fool's forward body stopped and was directly hit one after another like a heavy hammer. It flew out and fell back heavily on the ground.

So much so that the weird feeling of overcrowding in the empty carriage was gone.

"You..." The Fool raised his head and stared at Su Che with difficulty, "You're so despicable!"

Su Che said quietly, "The times have changed, the name of the gun in my hand is the Military Dao Killing Fist!"

God, this gun is called a military killing fist. You guys are even more unethical than me, the heinous leader of a cult. Is there any justice in the end?

Su Che didn't continue to get close to the fallen fool, because when he used the gun of kindness to use the gun of kindness to beat the fool temporarily to the point where he couldn't take care of himself, he was kicked by the big rooster and hit the wall of the No. 12 carriage. The distorted and deformed hermit was silently standing behind Su Che with the blood-stained bone-slicing knife full of venom and emitting a strong ominous aura.

"Yoyoyo, isn't this a hermit? Why haven't I seen you like this for a few days?" Su Che turned around to greet the hermit in a friendly and friendly manner, and reminded him kindly, "It's getting late, after supper No? If you don’t eat it, just kick me, Su!”

Bang.

Kicking out, the hermit didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, on the contrary, his body moved slightly, and he swallowed Su Che's kick abruptly, causing some doubts to appear in his blood-colored eyes. It took a lot of effort Only then did he vaguely recall that the person in front of him seemed to have a blood feud with him.

His brain was suddenly occupied by the hatred of revenge. Its swollen and embarrassing face, which had been hammered countless times by the spoon killer, outlined a hideous and ugly expression. Both hands held the blood-stained bone-cutting knife that pierced through his body, and slowly Pull it out, and cut it hard towards Su Che's withdrawn leg in front of him.

But at this moment, Su Che's long-handled black umbrella hanging on the side of his backpack suddenly opened, and his huge mouth full of fangs bit down on the blood-stained bone-chopping knife.

There was a clanging sound of metal and iron, and a large piece of fangs was cut off by the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, but the terrifying grimace sprayed out from the huge-fanged mouth had already stuck to the hermit along the blood-stained bone-slicing knife. body of.

The endless chewing sounds sounded quickly, but the hermit's swollen and embarrassed face could not see the slightest painful emotion, and he swung the blood-stained bone-cutting knife in his hand to cut at Su Che again.

Seeing this scene, the fool who fell to the ground raised his head and showed a sinister smile, struggled to get up and wanted to sneak up on Su Che from behind without mentioning Wu De.

It's just that he couldn't laugh anymore, and saw Su Che swaying slightly, twisting his body to avoid the blood-stained bone-slicing knife from the hermit, while the fool who was struggling to stand up and prepare to attack Su Che from behind was extremely miserable was slashed head-on with the blood-stained bone-chopping knife.

Not only that, when the blood-stained bone-slicing knife hit the Fool and touched the burning silver-white flame attached to his body, the blood stains deposited on the blade of the blood-stained bone-slicing knife unexpectedly flowed strangely.

Miserable and creepy screams came from the blood-stained bone-chopping knife, and then, a withered and old face emerged from the darkness. The movement of the carriage floor scratching.

"Grandma Meng..." Ignoring the forehead that was slashed by the blood-stained bone-chopping knife, the fool stared at the crooked figure that suddenly appeared in the hell train carriage.

Do not!

It's not just Granny Meng who has disappeared for a long time!

The second one appeared was the Hanged Man who was split in half by a blood-stained bone-chopping knife, his limbs were turned upside down, and his face was smiling. Then he was pierced by twelve blood-stained bone-chopping knives, leaving 24 large holes in his body. Queen, and...

The sutures below the neck are broken, reflecting the hermit belonging to two different human bodies.

Then the former nine owners of the blood-stained bone-slashing knife appeared from the darkness one after another, and the fourteen owners who were killed by the master-killing curse of the blood-stained bone-stained knife gathered together, and the ominous atmosphere surged geometrically. The Master Killing Curse of the Bone Chopping Knife is on the verge of triggering.

The Fool's eyes glanced back and forth between the faces of the two hermits, and he was a little puzzled. Could it be that the hermits also learned his operation of one person with thousands of faces, and one person with thousands of faces, otherwise how could two hermits who looked exactly the same come out?

bang.

The blood-stained bone-slicing knife that slashed the Fool's forehead staged "I split" on the spot in the silver-white flame burning. As the accumulated blood dissipated from the blade, this blood-stained bone-slicing knife carrying a strong ominous atmosphere shattered into pieces. More than a dozen pieces of irregular scrap iron.

But it doesn't matter, there are fourteen more of the same blood-stained bone-cutting knives.

Fourteen times the surprise was so strong that the dead but not completely dead hermit shed tears of blood. If it wasn't for a blood-stained bone-chopping knife directly piercing the bridge of its nose, the two muddy blood-red eyes would simply If it explodes...

Puff...Puff...Puff...Puff...

Under the watchful eyes of the fool who felt pain on his skin, fourteen blood-stained bone-slashing knives pierced through the body of the hermit one after another. In addition to the wounds that were pierced by the blood-stained bone-stained knives before, now they were pierced by fourteen blood-stained bone-staining knives The hermit is almost no different from a chicken rack suffering from unbearable pain, it is almost put on a barbecue grill.

But even though fourteen blood-stained bone-slicing knives were inserted, the hermit who came to seek revenge in the form of an evil spirit was not wiped out. The figure of the Fool occupies.

As we all know, when the Hermit wanted to drag Su Che to his death at the River Bridge, all he wanted was to win the death divination game from the Fool.

Now that the Fool appears in front of it, what is the little grudge with Su Che?

Looking at the hermit who was stabbed into a hedgehog by the blood-stained bone-slicing knife, he brought the [-]th master who was also killed by the blood-stained bone-slashing knife behind him, and the [-]th master and the suspicious-looking spoon killer Wu Yangyang came to him. Rushing forward, the Fool will inevitably panic.

"Don't come here!!!"

Chapter 560 Two: This is the game a macho should play!

From the appearance of the first fourteen masters who were killed by the blood-stained bone-slaying knife, to the silver-white flame burning off the blood-stained bone-slicing knife that hit the fool, and finally to the [-]th masters who died so miserable and the suspicious-looking The Spoon Killer rushed towards the Fool.

There was only less than ten seconds before and after.

The Fool is very decisive, he knows that he cannot continue to consume with Su Che under the burning of the silver-white flame, and when the blood threads that stop the silver-white flame burn out, he will be burned and dyed by this silver-white flame like a gangrene. Burned to death like a bloody bone knife.

"Death!" The Fool roared, and the flame-retardant blood shot out, almost completely covering the silver-white flame attached to his body.

His body was completely covered in blood, and the fool who was like a meat dumpling temporarily suppressed the silvery white flames. In the next second, he fell forward to face the hermit who was pierced by fourteen blood-stained bone-cutting knives.

Visible to the naked eye, there seems to be some kind of weird change between the fool and the hermit, a ghost.

"What exactly does he want to do?" Su Che looked curiously at the fool's strange posture.

But this strange change came and went faster. The Fool's body that fell forward was like a spring that was compressed to the limit and then suddenly relaxed. A powerful force that came from nowhere suddenly applied to the Fool, throwing him off again. Flying, it smashed heavily on the ground of the carriage, leaving a human-shaped pit, and even the blood that poured out was scattered all over the sky, and was burned to death with the splashing of white sparks.

The hell train has been running steadily in the tunnel of Shuangqing Metro Line [-] after two o'clock in the morning for many years. Even the Dongjiang Guoan police came to search again and again after hearing the rumors, but they never found any missing feet.

But today, a group of outsiders from Jiangcheng not only destroyed the plan that the Tarot Society had prepared for many years in Jiangcheng, but even traced them all the way to Shuangqing. Even if I lead you to hell train, your behavior is too much Come on!

Is it bearable or unbearable? The Fool spewed out a big mouthful of tainted blood, which lasted the life of the blood that was gradually dispirited by the shock. Then he faced Su Che with an expression that almost turned his mouth in anger, and said angrily, "Tarot!" Where did the Tarot cards on Guan Tong go?"

The Fool doesn't know what the hell Su Che has done, but he can confirm one thing, that is, being pierced by fourteen blood-stained long knives in front of his eyes, he can almost put it on the barbecue grill and sprinkle it with cumin powder without any sense of disobedience. The hermit is by no means the hermit who was sentenced to the Tarot Society before and continued to hunt and kill the core members of the Tarot Society.

Because this thing doesn't even have Tarot cards on it, so it's considered a traitor to the Tarot Society?

and many more......

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in the fool's heart.

Immediately afterwards, as expected by his ominous premonition, Su Che said solemnly, "Yes, where are the Tarot cards? Fool, you number one traitor, where did you hide the Tarot cards from our association?"

If possible, the Fool would really like to stab the wicked Su Che to death, but it's a pity that he can't do such a difficult thing for the time being.

When he saw the hermit who was in a short pause, and a large group of blood-stained and bone-slicing knives brought by the hermit with extremely tragic deaths, the former fourteen masters regained their ability to move again and came towards him, how could he still Little did they know that Granny Meng, the Hanged Man, the Empress, the Hermit and others had long since died on this blood-stained sword.

"Since the appearance of this person who claimed to be an enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su, all the arrangements of the association have deviated from the original track. Under his influence, many plans that have been planned for many years have failed. A core member of the association was attacked and killed. I thought it was Guan Tong's work, but it turned out that the culprit was you..."

The Fool stared at Su Che, as if he wanted to see through Su Che completely, but Su Che appeared in his eyes with a faint and kind smile all the time. If he hadn't seen what Su Che did tonight with his own eyes, he would He would definitely think that this young man was a harmless ordinary person.

"You are qualified to join this death divination game." The blood that poured out of the nest is no longer rushing. Now that it is confirmed that the hermit has died and turned into a vengeful evil spirit, his direct opponent in the death divination game has also become Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen who seems harmless to humans and animals.

Su Che smiled, "How old are you, if you leave this game alone, can't you play something that adults should play?"

The magazine was loaded and the bullets were loaded, but Su Che didn't shoot directly, but sighed, "For example, a rag doll that a macho should play with."

"???" The Fool was stupefied and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

At this moment, the sound of trampling high-heeled shoes suddenly sounded behind the Fool, and the vengeful evil ghost Hermit was in front of him, so that he didn't even consider the opportunity to go elsewhere.

Tap... Tap... Tap...

The sound of the high heels trampling on the ground stopped quickly, and the coldness behind him was unusually cold, giving people the feeling as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"I have no friends, big...uncle...can you be my...friend?"

The dirty boy doll was hiding in the shadow under the seat of the carriage, and a faint smell of rancidity permeated the nostrils. I don't know if it was a fool's illusion, but he could hear a little disgust from the words of this doll boy.

Then, a rag doll girl covered in bruises, wearing a white dress, with red eyes full of hatred, and a rag doll exuding a faint scent of red clothes, whose limbs were cut off and wriggling like caterpillars, also appeared in the fool's sight .

"This is the game that a hunk should play. Cards are too weak!" Su Che said.

At the same time, the innocent voice of children singing nursery rhymes echoed in the carriage, "Please close your eyes when it gets dark..."

As the childish and innocent voice of a child can't reach the darkness, the darkness descends on the No. 11 carriage, and one after another, the stiff corpses whose mouths are filled with solidified plaster are strewn about in the darkness.

Seeing this scene, the fools were numb, "No wonder... no wonder... no wonder the members of the association who rushed to Jiangcheng all disappeared. It turned out that the blood-clothed ghost on the Yangping ghost ship was drained." , all the red-clothed ghosts raised by the Queen of Nanhe fell into your hands, I'm afraid it's more than that, the corpse king in the grave village should also be in your hands... Who are you? "

"Since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you mercifully!"

Su Che took a deep breath, "Professional psychiatrist, part-time takeaway boy, on-duty principal of Ghost No. , the head of the Village Committee of Tomb Village, the attending physician of Ward No. 714 of Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital, the acting principal of Chengnan Private Middle School, the justice executive officer of the Tarot Tribunal, and the enthusiastic citizen Mr. Su is just me!"

"Wait." The Fool suddenly realized something, "The Justice Executive of the Tarot Society Tribunal? What the hell is this, the Tarot Society? Why don't I know?"

"There are so many things you don't know." Su Che changed the subject and said sternly, "There's no need to talk about morals with the traitors of the mad association, just gang up on him!"

Chapter 560 But what does this have to do with my use of consecrated heavy firepower?

When Su Che refreshed the fool's cognition time and time again, he no longer had the calmness before, "Can you beat me? I have eleven tarot cards in my hand. If you can beat me today, I will take all the cards from hell." Eat the train!"

"Ah..." Su Che pretended to be surprised, "What a coincidence, I also have eleven Tarot cards in my hand!"

"..." The Fool raised his head. He couldn't see where Su Che was in the dark, and even Su Che's voice was erratic, and he couldn't tell where he was at all. The feeling of losing control of everything made him gradually powerless.

Regret is regret. Before leading Su Che and his party to board the hell train, no fool would have dreamed that things would become like this.

The hell train was blown up, and the ghosts and creatures were about to lose control. Even he was stained with evil silver-white flames by the explosion of the grenade, and his tricks of ghosts and creatures were greatly restricted.

but......

The Fool suddenly felt relieved at this moment, "It is indeed a stronger opponent than Guan Tong, plus you and these ghosts... enough... should be enough."

"Anyway, I'm the winner in the end, right?" He murmured in a low voice, as if he was convincing himself or talking to other people.