Build the Ultimate Creature

Xia Huang followed the rules of the game very much.

Pointing the muzzle of the gun to the temple, there was no panic on his face, but an elegant smile appeared on his face.

"Guess, will the haircut kill me?"

boom!Another gunshot.

But the muzzle did not emit sparks, which means that the gunpowder at the end of the bullet did not hit, so it was still an empty gun.

The slightly happy face of the black man froze slowly.

Beads of sweat slipped from the pitch-black skin, pursed his thick lips, and wanted to reach out to take the pistol.

However, it was not expected.

Xia Huang did not hand over the gun to him, but changed the revolver from his left hand to his right hand.

Bring the gun to the temple again.

"So... what's next?" Xia Huang decisively pulled the trigger, bang!The special gunshots represent empty guns.

"Six rounds to go, you have three more chances, I want to see your guts trying to kill me." He next fired another shot into the left cheek.

The result was an empty gun.

"You have one more chance."

Xia Huang's voice was like a god of death urging him to die.

The sense of oppression felt by the black man even made his legs weak, and tears began to glisten in his eyes. There are only two shots left, which means that his death rate has reached 50%!

He took the revolver.

After hesitating for dozens of seconds, he finally shot himself in the head.

Empty gun!

Kevin White, who was watching from the sidelines, was slightly surprised when he saw this scene. The black man was lucky, and the last two shots were all empty.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

The black man laughed excitedly, picked up his revolver, and began to kiss wildly.

He won the bet again!Next comes the must-win game.

"Good luck, it's my turn."

Xia Huang patted the dust on his clothes, took the revolver, and fired the last shot towards the chin!

boom!The bullet passes through the barrel.

Under the expectant gaze of the black man, the precise shot hit Xia Huang's jaw.

The black man intends to witness with his own eyes the scene where the bullet pierces through Xia Huang's jaw and breaks through the top of his skull.

However, the reality was different from what he thought, the bullet couldn't penetrate Xia Huang's skin at all, and the bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Continue." Xia Huang took out the two bullets in his pocket, pushed out the wheel, and pushed one in again.

The change of expression on the black face is wonderful.

But in the end it was full of fear!As if seeing a demon, all the snot and tears poured out, covering the whole face, looking extremely disgusting.

"It's not that I want to kill you. All of this is what Jackson instructed, and it has nothing to do with me." The black man betrayed Jackson instantly, and told all about how he planned it.

Xia Huang stretched out his arms in the air.

His eyes became colder and colder.

"Are you going to play?"

The black man is still trying to struggle, pushing all the crimes on his good brother Jackson, and constantly swearing a lot of insulting words.

boom!

The world was peaceful, and Xia Huang pressed the pistol with both hands, directly crushing it into a ball of scrap metal.

The Negro didn't have the guts to pick up a pistol again, and playing any further would only waste his time.

"Let's go, there are still people waiting for us ahead."

Kevin White expressed his understanding, came to the driver's seat, and threw the body on the side of the road.

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"Why is there no news so far?" Jackson sat on the edge of the laid tablecloth, nervously looking at the phone screen.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't get the news he wanted to see, so he had a somewhat ominous premonition.

Did that guy run away with the money?I don't want to split with him at all!Jackson frowned, tapped his fingers on the screen, and kept asking questions.

1 minutes passed.

2 minutes passed...he didn't get any reply.

"Damn it! I can't trust black people, they are all despicable cotton breeds." Jackson punched the ground next to him, feeling angry and having nowhere to vent his anger.

I knew he should have sent someone to monitor this black man.

But it's too late to say anything now...

Forget it, anyway, there is an income of [-] US dollars, which is better than nothing... Jackson had no choice but to comfort himself like this.

"What is this?" Jackson came to a tree because of urination, and was about to open the gate to release the flood.

Just when he was about to untie the belt, he suddenly found that the sole of his foot seemed to be stepping on an artificially drawn line.The lines are five centimeters wide, and the overall color is red, very bright red.

After solving the urge to urinate.

Curiosity prompted him to follow the lines. For some reason, the lines gave him a strong temptation.

"Jackson, what are you doing lying on the ground? Are you crazy?" A sharp female voice sounded, and the black girl looked in shock at Jackson, who was lying on the ground and was about to cut his pulse with a knife...

His hands were covering his mouth nervously, his pupils trembling wildly.

Sudden movement.

Jackson woke up instantly. Jackson looked down and saw that he was holding a dagger in his left hand. The blade of the dagger happened to be facing his right wrist.

"Shet!" Jackson threw the dagger subconsciously, quickly got up from the ground, kept beating the dust on his body, and stepped on the red line in front of him with lingering fear.

"Stay away from these red lines, damn it, it's definitely some kind of poisonous chemical raw material, I'm definitely going to find a lawyer to file a complaint! Blackmail them hard!"

Jackson bit the bullet and dug a piece of reddish soil into his pocket.

The two returned to the agreed camping place together. Jackson, who had recovered from his panic, was smiling and chatting with his black girlfriend one second, but the expression on his face froze instantly in the next second.

Next to a giant napkin.

Two familiar figures appeared in front of him.

"You have prepared well. These foods taste very good. Thank you for your invitation." Xia Huang bent down and picked up a biscuit from the napkin, and slowly stuffed the biscuit into his mouth and chewed.

These people have scenes of talking and laughing.

In front of Jackson, it looked very scary!There's no way those two are still alive.Even if you are alive, it is impossible to have this reaction... What happened?

Where did that guy go?

Jackson hurriedly looked around, trying to find his black assistant.

Chapter 174 The Sacrifice Begins (Part [-])

gone!

Lost any connection!

It took nearly five minutes for Jackson to believe this fact. "These two people killed him...the only possibility!"

Jackson suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

The two murderers sat next to him, putting tremendous pressure on him invisible.Especially these two people still acting as if nothing happened, this kind of hiding ability is too scary.

Damn it, we must go back quickly.

It's too unsafe to stay in this place.

Others seemed to have noticed Jackson's abnormality, and the black girlfriend asked concerned: "Your complexion is not very good, maybe it is affected by those toxic chemicals in your pocket, that color looks disgusting, and there is another It smells bad."

"What did you find?" Carlo looked at Jackson curiously, wanting to know what poisonous chemical it was?

Jackson couldn't directly expose the fact that Xia Huang and Xia Huang were murderers in front of everyone, so he had to wait for the opportunity.

"Nothing, some dirt with red paint on it." He poured the dirt out of his pocket.

Instantly!A strong stench filled the air.

Everyone ran away from Jackson as if fleeing for their lives, and some even climbed on the ground with their hands and feet in order to speed up!

"What a disgusting smell! It's disgusting." Jackson's girlfriend pinched her nose and made a motion of vomiting.

"smell good!"

Jackson looked down at his mud-filled palms, his Adam's apple kept rolling, and the seductive aroma from his palms penetrated into his nose, which made him have a strong desire to eat mud.

The smell is a bit like freshly baked butter bread, the soft and delicate taste makes people drool just thinking about it.

"The familiar feeling is still the original formula." A mysterious smile emerged from the corner of Xia Huang's mouth.

"This guy is crazy! He wants to eat dirt!" One of the white boys, holding his breath, walked in front of Jackson, trying to stop the guy.

Jackson thought someone was trying to grab his food.

He opened his mouth and sent the soil directly into his mouth.

And he kept chewing, and while chewing, he showed a piercing smile, and the originally black and white eyeballs also turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boss, do you need me to do it?" Kevin White was holding the box in one hand, and the other hand was about to move.

Xia Huang shook his head.

"Don't worry, take a look first."

After speaking, he took a few steps back.

Leaning on a big tree, he looked into the forest from the corner of his eye. In front of his pupils, no creature could hide, even if the creature could be invisible and transparent.

Under his experiment, he also discovered a very interesting pattern.The stronger the energy of the target, the brighter the luster of a certain color...

Of course, this is not very accurate and can only be used as a simple reference.

"Spit it out quickly."

The white boy put a palm on Jackson's shoulder.

puff!His palm was instantly pierced by a blood-red twisted tentacle, and the tentacle pierced through the bone seam on the back of his hand, swinging in the air.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" The white boy cried out in pain, subconsciously wanting to make a fist with his hand.

Jackson raised his head slowly, blood was streaming down the corners of his eyes, and the two intact eyeballs had an obvious sense of squirming in front of everyone.

Something seems to be knocking on the back of the eyeball.

And the frequency is getting faster and faster.

"My God... what's going on here? Is he possessed by a demon?" The only white girl in the audience collapsed to the ground in fright, and a puddle of light blue jeans soon emerged. Visible water marks.

A foul smell spread.

But almost everyone didn't care about this, and all their eyes were on Jackson.

"Call the police! Hurry up and call the police!" Carlo quickly reminded.

Adhering to the principle of having fun when everyone comes out to play, everyone put their mobile phones in the backpack of the white man, thus avoiding the situation that some people only look at their mobile phones and do not chat.

"The phone is not with us!"

The others shouted anxiously.

The white boy with his palm pierced resisted the physical pain, and used his other hand to unzip his backpack, and began to search for his phone.

"Found it!" The white boy was about to take out his mobile phone when he suddenly felt a chill on his forehead.

But he didn't notice this, but habitually unlocked the phone with his face, and just when he was about to call the police, viscous blood dripped on the screen drop by drop.

Blood soon covered most of the screen.