The God of Death in American Comics

Following along, Lister took Ye Feng to two intersections.

"Brother Ye Feng, my home is here, it's upstairs in the apartment opposite." The little boy Liste pointed to the apartment opposite.

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the street sign, Brooklyn th Street.

The spirits floating around here are in a very weak state. This feeling is correct. There are spirit waves here. Ye Feng felt it carefully and thought about it.

At this time, the little boy Lister raised his head and said embarrassedly, "Brother Ye Feng, please send me here. My father is sick and he doesn't like to see others entering the house. Grandpa John was angry with me last time when he came here." gone."

"Okay, then I won't send you off. I'll just watch you go home." Ye Feng thought for a moment, lowered his head and smiled.

"Thank you, brother. Goodbye." Baker List hugged the laptop, responded politely, and turned to leave.

When he arrived at the door of the apartment, Lister turned his head and saw Ye Feng leaning under a telephone pole, holding his hands on his chest and watching him. He found that when he turned his head, the other party smiled at him.

But when Bechrist entered the apartment, Ye Feng looked around and when no one was paying attention, he disappeared in a flash.

"Hey hoo, hey hoo,"

Lister climbed to the fourth floor. Perhaps because he was holding a laptop, the little boy took two deep breaths.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Lister specifically looked up at the house number, fearing that he had entered someone else's house. Then he opened it with the key and walked in.

The three numbers 444 on the door frame were particularly eye-catching.

"Ah, daddy, daddy, I'm back. The doctor told us to go to the hospital for a checkup." Lister shivered as soon as he entered the room. Why did he feel so cold? Dad turned on the air conditioner.

"Bah chirp, chirp, chirp," a strange sound came from the bedroom.

"Dad, are you?" The little boy List subconsciously hugged the notebook again and slowly walked to the bedroom.

"Crack, click, click" seems to be a bone stuck while eating.

Lister swallowed and opened the bedroom door.

In the bedroom, a human figure squatted in the corner with his back against the bedroom door. He seemed not to notice the person coming behind him. He was eating something with something in his hand. You could also see it from behind, and it ran through the entire back to the chest. Hollow.

"Dad, daddy," the little boy Lister shouted in a scared voice. How he hoped this was a joke the other party made on him.

"Uh" There was a strange swallowing sound, and the figure turned around holding something.

This is a man wearing a terrifying white mask on his head. The corners of his mouth are stained with blood. He looks like a demon from hell. The mask is not the half of Lister's face when he went out. Now there is only a little bit on the left corner of his mouth. It was eroded, and the rest of his face was covered by a mask. Although it looked scary, Baker List knew that this man was his father, and he was still wearing his father's clothes.

"Is this you, daddy?" Baker List tried to get closer and asked carefully.

After hearing the voice, the masked man's scarlet eyes flashed.

"Run, run!" A hoarse, evil, and deep voice came from Aite Lisk's mouth, and his body stood up uncontrollably.

"Ah" subconsciously exclaimed. After the other party stood up, Baker List finally saw the scene behind him. An old man was lying in a pool of blood with frightened eyes. The heart on his chest was dug out. He was already dead. List recognized him. This is Grandpa John next door.

"Hoo uh." Aitrist made a terrifying low sound, raised his hands and clasped the mask on his face hard, but the mask was already connected to the muscles on his face, how could it be easily torn off.

When Atrist was resisting, the corners of his mouth that had not been completely eroded by the mask began to be gradually replaced by white powder.

After a while, the struggle stopped, and Art List stopped moving.

Now his face is completely covered by a mask, and there is no trace of humanity in his eyes. There is only violence, killing, and hatred.

Looking over with terrifying eyes, the little boy Baker List subconsciously retreated.

"Isn't this my good boy, Little Baker, come here and let daddy hug him, daddy is so lonely now," the evil Etrist said, which had become imaginary.

Baker List shook his head, took two more steps, and had already exited the bedroom.

"What, you don't listen to dad anymore?" Aite yelled viciously, seemingly a little angry.

"Dad bought you your favorite laptop and took you to the amusement park. Did you forget? Now dad needs our little Baker's care." The virtual Aite seemed to have noticed something and looked away from his son. , looking at the person suddenly appearing in the room behind him.

A strange young man was looking at himself with his hands folded on his chest.

"Who are you?" Perhaps the God of Death is like a virtual natural enemy. When the other party appeared, Aite felt inexplicable fear, but the smell of the other party was so strong.

The little boy Bechrist also looked back following the voice and asked with some uncertainty, "Is it you, Brother Ye Feng?" After all, Ye Feng's current state puts a lot of pressure on the little boy.

He reached out and touched Little Baker's head, "Of course it's me. My brother doesn't trust you, so I came to take a look."

The person who came was naturally Ye Feng. Looking at Aite who had turned into a phantom, he said, "Let me end your pain. Little Baker, I will find someone to take good care of him."

"It hurts hahaha. I feel so good. I have never felt so powerful. You want to take him away from me. If I eat him, our father and son can be together forever." Ai turned into a virtual Te said crazily, maybe he himself didn't understand what he was talking about.

The little boy Bechrist was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground.

It seems that no matter how he was before, he has become inhumane after becoming a void. Ye Feng muttered and slowly walked forward and stood in front of Aite.

The scent of the spirit of death and the blood of flesh and blood filled Ait's mind. He roared and grabbed Ye Feng directly.

Ye Feng didn't feel nervous at all when he saw Aite taking action directly. His spiritual power quickly condensed in the air. When Aite rushed in front of him, he raised his right index finger a little forward.

"Breaking the Road" In an instant, Ye Feng's finger pointed in front of him, releasing a strong impact.

"boom."

Perhaps because Ye Feng increased his spiritual power output, Aite was directly hit by the impact and flew up, breaking through the wall and falling out.

"Brother Ye Feng," Bechrist's voice came from behind.

"Don't worry, it's okay. Just wait here and don't run around." Ye Feng turned to comfort him, then walked to the wall he had broken out and jumped down.

After all, Ye Feng didn't want to stage a plot of cutting his father in half in front of the little boy Baker.