The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

"Ah, let's start with you. The kick just now made me feel pain even when I lost my sense of pain." Freddy turned his eyes around as if he was picking a product, and finally walked towards Sherlock.

"Hey, I have a question." Fu Zhao raised his hand to ask a question, and found that the other party's malicious eyes were still circling on Sherlock, so he simply picked up a colored eye ball and threw it over: "I'm asking you, why did I kick you, but why did I kick you first?" Take him to the knife?"

Freddy showed his crooked teeth, smiled and made a hug gesture at him: "Because it's more fun, don't you think so?"

He was the absolute master in this dream, and Sherlock couldn't move immediately after opening his arms, and was tied to the colorful pillar without warning!

"I don't think it's interesting at all..." Fu Zhao turned his face away from the lunatic ghost in a dirty sweater, and brushed his cheek with his right claw, "Sherlock, why have you become a target!"

Freddy took out a silver tube of Desert Eagle from his shallow trousers pocket, stuffed it into the hand of the talisman, and danced with a smile: "Yes, yes, a target! Cheers, let's try Can hit a few rings!"

Fu Zhao let go, and the Desert Eagle immediately fell to the ground and was kicked away with a frown: "You want me to use him as a target? What are you kidding!"

"Look at my eyes, it doesn't look like I'm joking." Freddy dug out his cloudy right eye, held it up to his eyes and shook it, "Look at my eyes."

Fu Zhao pushed the eyeball away in a frenzy: "Why do I look at this? Are there any beauties in your eyes? Damn, there are bugs! How long has it been since you took a bath? Are you talking about hygiene?" ah?"

"Then look at your target." Freddy's sharp claws lifted the talisman's chin, and the eyeball reappeared in the palm of his left hand, "Try how many rings you can hit?"

A wound appeared on Fu Zhao's neck immediately, and blood stains flowed into his collar along the wound, and the desert eagle that had been thrown away appeared in his hand again: "I will not hurt Sherlock, not because of him, but because of him." I don't want to listen to you, a villain with style will never bow to another villain!"

"Open." Sherlock ordered calmly, a rope was loosely tied around his neck, and being tied up on a colorful pillar thicker than his waist could not make him feel down.

Freddy dug the layers of scars on his face with his long nails, and pointed at Sherlock with a smirk: "You think clearly, if you let him drive, you can die happily, if you let me drive... huh Hmph...don't think I don't know, it's you who hinted at this guy that almost sent me to hell!"

The talisman slipped past Freddy's words by his ear, and the one he was holding suddenly pressed against his forehead! "Don't bother me, let me shoot you first! Let me tell you, sir, I am very good at headshots, and our organization is very good at headshots!"

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, but the Desert Eagle made a light, empty sound, and there was nothing in the tube.

"Hey hey, being pulled into someone else's dream, can you outsiders avoid the master's will?" The top hat on Freddy's head was lifted to the ground, revealing the bald and twisted top of his head, "Without me With your permission, you will never be able to ejaculate!"

Fu Zhao put down his hand angrily, and Sherlock shook his head in the distance with a little guilt, and satirized Freddy again: "You have already controlled the dream, why don't you know how to change the wig for yourself?"

Then I happily admired his expression as if he was choking.

"Open." Sherlock didn't smile at all, the rope around his neck was slowly gathering and affected his vocal function, "In order to prevent the crimes in the world from disappearing completely and cause me to lose the meaning of life, I gave some heinous criminals a chance to escape, It will be sent here by the power of reverse reincarnation, so... don't hesitate."

His voice was completely different from before, and he could hardly hear the words so hoarse.

Can't you wake up now?

Fu Zhao desperately hoped that all of this would be a nightmare, but the weight of the Desert Eagle was so real that his right hand trembled and he could barely hold it.

"Quick, drive, kill him, or I'll help you!" Freddy made exaggerated grimaces beside Fu Zhao, constantly urging and interfering with his judgment.

Kill him now, or let the evil spirits living in the dream torture him to death little by little?

Fu Zhao's hands began to tremble, and he raised his eyes to catch Sherlock's calm gaze, and slowly raised his hand: "I don't believe what I said, but you won't die."

"boom!"

The Desert Eagle was loaded with live ammunition, and the recoil caused his body to shake violently.

Freddy clapped his hands and laughed wildly the moment he left his chest!But the star didn't land between Sherlock's eyebrows, and bounced off the smooth colorful pillar...then, it got into his heart.

This time, Freddy's blood was still thin and green, but something was wrong with his whole body, and he fell to the ground in pain, struggling and making a strange heck sound: "This...impossible..."

"This is your dream. According to the law that if you are killed in a dream, you will die in reality. Congratulations, your rescue is invalid." The shackles on Sherlock's body have been untied, and the colorful pillar slowly disappeared because the dream owner lost control. Walked over and blinked his left eye, "But don't worry, the evil spirit won't die, you just went back to hell again."

Fu Zhao dropped the beautiful weapon, and sighed in disappointment: "I didn't expect that in this world, my specialty would still be kept... You knew you wouldn't die a long time ago? I really planned to fight with you just now He worked hard!"

"I don't know." Sherlock looked around the Hell Amusement Park, and those frightening facilities had collapsed and dissipated, "But I know that he and the d3 infected should end up the same."

Fu Zhao looked at Freddy who was lying on the ground, turned his head and said with certainty: "I think he is dead."

Everyone is the absolute master of their own dreams, if they can realize this earlier, they can definitely solve Freddy sooner.

However, Fu Zhao gave up his dominance because of fear, so he had no choice but to use his unconscious ability when he was pulled into someone else's dream.

——With all the evil plans he's a part of, 1% won't succeed!

……

At six o'clock in the morning, a black Jaguar was parked on the edge of the West End.

The location is insane, but almost no one comes here, so it's okay to park in the middle.

"Jingle bells!"

Fu Zhao covered his ears and hid aside amid the piercing sound of the alarm clock, and suddenly realized something and opened his eyes: "I'm not dead? I came out from there!"

This is not a playground or a palace of thinking. Everything in the car remains as it was before he fell asleep. The windows are clean and there are no ornaments in front of the windshield.

Sherlock got out of the dream a few seconds earlier than him, turned off the alarm clock and lay on the steering wheel, looking over casually: "Well, he's not dead."

Fu couldn't take care of what he had to say, so he pulled off his collar excitedly to check, and after confirming that there was no scar on his body, he cheered and untied his seat belt, and stretched out his hand to grab the back seat: "Driving, driving, I want to eat! Coke Sure enough, there are no more bubbles, and the Crab Crab Fort is still edible..."

Sherlock turned the key to start the engine, and when he stepped on the gas pedal, he added: "Tomorrow, continue to work the night shift."