The Death Knell

If you ask a perverted torture expert what his dreams are, then 80% should hope that the lives of his criminals are hard enough.

Many people are always unable to survive the sentence, and the person who is tormentor can't perform 30-40% of his good skills, and the goal is gone. How disappointing?

Now this situation is very good. As long as Kang doesn't want to die, then this space won't let him die. Su Ming can just practice the craft he learned from Batman.

Batman is very good at bringing fear to others, the method is through inflicting pain, whether it is physical or mental, he plays well.

However, for Fu Kang, some details need to be changed slightly. After all, what this person fears most is another group of himself, something that exceeds his expectations, and that he becomes less like himself.

These are all psychological weaknesses, so the work of torturing people still needs to be done by strangling, using its tentacles to manipulate other people's memories and thinking, turning it into a waste.

This process can't be too fast. You have to let Kang himself feel the process, feel that he is slowly turning into a stupid, a lunatic, and he wants to stop but can do nothing. In the end, only fear is left...

What Su Ming has to do is to transform himself into another Kang's appearance, holding his arms around to guide the strangulation work.

Here, time is meaningless, everything is extremely long, and the pain and fear are the same, like a black whirlpool, sweeping through the victim's reason and slowly eroding.

I don't know how long it took, the death knell sitting on the stiff Thor's back was a little sleepy, and news suddenly came from the strangulation. After all, Kang let go, and voluntarily changed the attributes of this space, letting him die.

After all, to die as a person or to live as an idiot, you can only choose one of the two, and there is even a countdown, which is the sound of strangulation tentacles wriggling in his head.

As a scientist, it is normal to be afraid of becoming an idiot. After all, he chose the former and died as a human being.

It's just not decent.

The internal organs of the corpse cut in half were scattered all over the floor, and various body fluids were mixed together, and there were also small bubbles. It was probably the digestive juice that was corroding his flesh and blood, as if it was telling people's fragility.

Maybe one day, this Kang will be resurrected at a certain point in time, and maybe there will be another Kang who will find the 40k earth, but Su Ming doesn't matter, he only hopes that next time which Kang will come again, he can bring something more.

"The small pistol is good, I'll use it later."

After picking up the Ruhr crystal and shaking the blood on it, Death Knell pulled out the two small pistols from the holster behind Kang, and handed them to Strangling to play.

"Huh."

Strangling has always liked firearms, although its name sounds like a melee type, but the favorite is the long-range attack.

"Well, the disqualification hammer is of no use to me, let's go back and play with Daisy." The death knell picked up the square-headed hammer on the side and weighed it a few times in his hand: "Furious warfare should be dual wielding, and I am also very curious. Can the power of the palace and the power of horror be superimposed."

"Huh."

The well-behaved strangulation responded to the host while fiddling with the time stagnation gun in his hand, and then sent a few shots at Thor to try the effect.

Because it is an energy weapon, this thing has no recoil, and it still prefers the feeling of pulling the bolt, which is a little regrettable.

The beaten Thor did not change, he still couldn't move, just didn't know if he had any perception of the outside world.

Kang's green armor and purple helmet were cut in half, and this color combination is probably only liked by Joker and Luther, and Su Ming doesn't need it.

Forever the fragments of the crystal, take it away, and can't fall into the hands of others if you don't use it.

By the way, Kang's shoes are good, they are picked up, and they are given to Jessica so that she can sell them on the second-hand market. They may be worth the meal.

After all, in Hell's Kitchen, it is very common to kill people for a pair of shoes. The market for dead shoes and dead clothes is quite mature.

Collect all the things that can be taken, and make sure that there is no oil on Kang's body, let the strangulation chew his head, and then the death knell picked up Thor, who was a bench, and patted his left forearm.

Kang is dead, and there is no other crystal shard to fight the death knell. Now this small space is completely controlled by Su Ming.

The surrounding scenes changed, and the two returned to the illusion of the fairy palace grove.

"I almost forgot. This set of projection equipment is good. I take it back to my home. It will be useful for watching movies with gin. The cloak went to find it and gave it to me." The death knell pulled off the cloak behind him and asked it to look for it too. Where is the power source of the projector?

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When they returned to the judge's victim's dormitory, Deadpool and the three of them were playing poker. There were a lot of notes on Jessica's little face, but the other two seemed to have never lost.

"Stop playing!"

Seeing the death knell coming back with a brawny man in a straight red cloak, it was like the corpse of a Spartan warrior was placed on a shield and covered with a cloak and sent home. The female detective dropped the card in her hand and turned to the table. A touch of the pile of cards.

Throwing Thor in his hand to Loki, Su Ming silently closed the door with his backhand:

"Why did you think of playing cards with them? Isn't this looking to lose?"

"I didn't know this before, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I thought I could count cards is already very powerful." The girl blew the note on her forehead and rolled her eyes: "But this Neither of them is right."

She severely condemned Loki and Deadpool, and suspected that they were playing magic poker.

"Loki is the **** of cunning. She can cheat in any game that can take advantage of the loopholes." The death knell helped her remove the note from her face and shook her head with a smile: "Wade used to be a young soldier, fighting for warlords in Africa. Do you think that besides drinking, playing cards and playing women in that kind of place, what else can they do for entertainment?"

"objection!"

Deadpool stood up suddenly, he shook his neck and smiled slyly:

"There are still people playing men. Although my chrysanthemum can only be used by cousin you and my girlfriends, when I was in the army, there were any freaks in the team, and they often exploded with each other."

Su Ming laughed, leaning against the door and watching Rocky slap Thor sharply: "That's really an unimagined road."

"Don't say anything else, when I was a kid, that was so handsome. Many black uncles wanted to attack me. You know, my close killing technique was practiced at that time. I really miss it, in Africa. I killed hundreds of black people. Everyone said that I did a good job, but when I went back to the United States, if I killed a black person, they would say that I was racially discriminatory. Business here is really bad."

As he talked, Deadpool was distracted. He even began to miss the hard days of the year. Could it be that he remembers bitterness and sweetness?

"Isn't this easy? Whoever said that, kill you until no one is gesticulating anymore?" The death knell took out a cigarette and slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "Ability The bigger, the more choices."

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