[Comprehensive British and American] Write Lei Wen in the name of Super Reverse

Baguoxia said: "Connor, you are awesome, but we have to pay back the money."

Carl said, "Why should I pay back the money I got by my own ability?"

Bei Guoxia said: "This is not our money, we can't spend it."

Carl said: "Anyway, those capitalists got it by corrupting the law. We want to destroy them on behalf of the working people."

Baguoxia turned her head and said angrily to Karl: "I am teaching love, can you shut up?"

Carl was also dissatisfied: "I'm educating him about money, you should shut up."

Connor sent the money back, still unconvinced, frowned and protested: "The money is piled up there and they don't spend it, we need it, why can't it be used for waste?"

Bei Guo Xia Fue: "I can't tell you now, I have to wait until you reach the age when you have a lot of homework to do..."

Connor was dubious: "I understand?"

"You don't have the energy to think about these shitty things." Bei Guoxia said sadly.

Connor pouted and turned his head away.

Bei Guoxia put her hands on his shoulders and comforted him: "Things that cannot be shown in front of others are not good things, we will not do them."

"Are you sure?" Carl crossed his arms and looked at him.

"You should tell me."

Karl clenched his left hand into a hollow circle, stretched out his right index finger and poked it in: "This can't be shown, dare you say..."

"La la la la la!" Baguoxia covered Connor's eyes and glared at him, "Don't teach bad children!"

"I'm not young anymore." Connor pinched his hand angrily.

Carl agrees:

Connor is a strong young man who can go to heaven and earth, fetch objects from space, and can hit several.

He really couldn't understand why Baguoxia insisted on treating Connor as a "child".

A huge black figure was printed on the wall, quietly approaching them.

A hoarse voice sounded around: "Night is not a good time for children to play."

"Who?" The three of them were startled, back to back in an instant, tightly huddled together.

The voice said solemnly: "Iamdark, Iamfear, Iambat—oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"I told you not to learn from Batman!"

A tiny turtle wearing an orange blindfold, only half the height of an adult, clutches its beaten head as it rolls out of a dark corner.

"Oh," the system breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was Batman."

"Oh," Carl breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was Batman."

"Oh," Bagel Xia breathed a sigh of relief, "So it wasn't Batman."

"Hey! We Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles don't want to lose face?" Little Turtle pointed at them and shouted angrily, "We are also a part of Chaoying."

The three looked at the turtle and at each other.

"You have the final say." Baguoxia shrugged, "We don't get entangled."

On the other side, the little turtle wearing a blue blindfold lifted the manhole cover of the sewer and waved (clawed?) to them: "Come with me, it's time to hit the road."

"We have always lived in the underground world," the three of them walked in the sewer, listening to the little turtle with the blue eyepatch explain, "we only go up occasionally to beat bad guys or something."

"Anyway, thank you for your willingness to take us in." Baguoxia said.

"You're welcome, my name is Leonardo, and he's Michelangelo—actually, we have someone we'd like to ask you to take care of."

This is what happened yesterday.

At that time, Leonardo was testing the surface detector underground. Suddenly, a dangerous scene was displayed on the screen:

A young man in poor clothes suddenly rushed into the middle of the road in a daze, and the sports car was hitting him head-on.

Leo took action immediately, opened the manhole cover, and dragged the young man into the sewer at a critical moment.

"After he fell into the sewer, he just took one look at me and passed out, and he still hasn't woken up." Speaking of this experience, Leo was a little embarrassed, "I guess it's because...he was too tired, that's right."

Michelangelo shook his head, and lip-synced to Baguoxia and the others, "He always refuses to accept reality."

The base of the tortoises is large and well organized, and it is completely impossible to see that they are placed underground full of sewage pipes.

"We can also live in the sewer all the time." Baguoxia looked around, "It's much easier than renting a house."

"No way." Carl gestured an "X", "I prefer sunshine."

"Wet." Connor touched the water pipe, looking at his hands in disgust.

The "young man" in Leo's mouth was lying on a dilapidated couch, covered with a sheet, with disheveled black hair and closed eyes.

Bei Guoxia walked to the sofa and looked at it carefully: "Who is he?"

"He's a zombie..." Michelangelo hadn't finished speaking when Leo slapped his head.

"I tested the soil composition on his body and found that it was soil from the cemetery. We then searched the cemetery near the road. But we can't run into the cemetery and ask openly." Leo explained, "So Mickey has always suspected him. Crawled from the grave - excuse me my brother watches too many horror movies."

"So he's not a zombie." Baguoxia was a little disappointed.

"It's not that I have to be picky, buddy," Carl looked at them, "You never thought, what if we are bad guys?"

"Find a chance to eliminate you, and then give him a new one—"

"Mickey~~~"

"Sorry sorry, just kidding," Michelangelo grimaced, "We saw you returned the money. You have the skills to get the money out of the bank, but you returned it. We want to believe you .”

Carl thought about it.

"How many blankets do you want?" Leo asked, dragging the blankets from the cabinet.

"I want a hot drink, it's cold in here."

"Can I take a shower here?"

"Is there an outlet here? The laptop needs power."

"here has……"

"Hell, what does this blanket smell like..."

"Sorry bro, we just picked it up from the dump this morning."

All get a hot drink and blankets and places to lie down after the chaotic hustle and bustle.

"We gotta get a house, 'Ben'!"

"'Bei', my surname is 'Bei', you can call me 'Summer' anyway."

"It's just Chinese, I will learn it sooner or later." Carl waved his hand disapprovingly.

Bei Guoxia found the socket, turned on the computer, and looked at it, it was only ten o'clock in the evening.

It's too early to go to bed at this point.

At this moment, he remembered something, and quickly said to the boy lying beside him, "Connor, do you want to hear a bedtime story?"

Connor:? ? ?

"I want to listen!" The two little ninja turtles were very active, hugging the blanket and leaning over.

"Childish." Carl, who was farthest from them, turned sideways wrapped in a blanket, but secretly raised his ears.

At this moment, the system stopped and said, "Shut up!"

"What's wrong?" Baguoxia asked in her heart.

"I can't just watch you harm this litter of cuties, they are all innocent!"

"Okay, then I'll change it." Baguoxia was very accommodating.

He slowly told everyone the story of "The Grudge":

"It is said that in the distant Sakurajima, there is a spooky mansion. One sunny afternoon, a female college student came to the mansion to do volunteer work..."

"...the quilt was opened a crack, and the ghost baby was lying on her chest..."

"...The scissors seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand, flying in the air, and pierced his skull downward..."

"...Unrecognizable, the neighbors have been frightened to death..."

"...Ga Coco's limbs twisted, her face was ferocious, she fell on the ground like a big spider, and slowly climbed down the stairs. She fell to the ground, her legs and feet were weak: so many people have died, so can she also escape this catastrophe? "

The two people and the two tortoises held their breath, as if they had seen Kayako, who killed countless people, approaching the innocent girl step by step.

their hearts in their throats:

The story has reached GC, the atmosphere is brewing enough, can the girl be saved?

I saw that Baguo Xia tilted his head and fell asleep.

The two turtles looked at each other and reached a consensus.

Immediately, four blankets were thrown on Bei Guoxia's face from four directions, waking him up.

"I'm sorry," Baguoxia rubbed his face and apologized, "I feel very sleepy every time I tell a ghost story, and the sleep aid effect is very good."

"You are sleepy, but we are refreshed!"

"Hey, I really can't satisfy you."

"Anyway, the ending must be that the evil will prevail, and Kayako will be wiped out, right?" Li Ao asked expectantly.

"Ah? No." Bei Guoxia yawned, "Everyone who touched the house was killed, only Kayako lived forever."

Both the two turtles stared wide-eyed:

Sleep, can't sleep.

Bei Guoxia also lost sleepiness. Thinking about it, it was turned on anyway, so why not just write a paragraph...?

"Suppose, if I use this comatose handsome guy on the sofa as the protagonist, and write a story about Sleeping Beauty being kissed awake, will he be kissed awake?"

Before doing it, he asked the system in his mind.