Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

— half an hour ago —

Covering his injured left eye, Brett stumbled open the door, his expression became distorted and ferocious due to hatred and anger, and with a slight panic, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother, Mom! Hurry up!" Come help me!"

"Brett, my darling, you come back—!"

The brown-haired woman paused, she stared at Brett's face in disbelief for three seconds, then violently pushed her husband away, pulled out the medicine box and rushed to her son's side: "What's going on? Who dares to do this to you?!"

After finishing speaking, she held up her son's cheek with great distress to check the injury. After realizing that Brett's entire eye was damaged, she angrily and angrily gestured to her husband to call a car and prepare to go to the hospital, while cleaning up the leftovers. While yelling in the direction of the living room: "David!"

A gloomy-looking young man with a hooked nose walked out of the living room. He was probably seven or eight years older than Brett. When he looked up, he saw his younger brother covering his eyes covered with dried blood on his palms, and he immediately showed an incomparable expression. With a violent expression, he said angrily: "Tell me, who did it!"

"Hiss - take it easy, mom, it's not numb from the pain!"

Brett hadn't looked in the mirror before, and he still didn't know how serious his injury was. The ghost king pierced his eyes lightly with a knife, but the blade strangely avoided most of the fatal positions, and he couldn't even feel it. It hurt so much, I just thought my eyes were covered with blood.

This demon cub in human skin showed a gloomy expression, the only remaining eye was full of tyrannical and humiliating killing intent, he gritted his teeth and said to his brother David: "It's a red-haired Asian man, I think He's good-looking, he's a little bit less vigilant, and he's different from other Asians, he seems to have practiced kung fu."

"What is this? An outsider dares to show off in our place and cause Brett to suffer such serious injuries!"

The brown-haired woman wiped her tears distressed, and scolded angrily: "This is not good, this matter can't just be left alone!"

"Of course we can't just let it go, Dad, Mom!"

Brett said fiercely: "That guy also saved a man, but he won't live long, and there is also a woman who escaped. If I don't kill him, I will go to jail!"

His mother hesitated, looking a little panicked: "Brett, if the person is alive, we..."

"The woman doesn't know, but the man's injury is too serious and he's dead. We can't let them leave here!"

Brett looked at his mother irresistibly with the only remaining eye: "Mom, I don't want to go to prison, this place is so remote, no one will know if you kill them, the couple changed their route and decided to come here suddenly, Nobody knows where they are, and that Asian guy with the red hair, he hurt my eye and I'm not willing to let him go!"

The brown-haired woman was ruthless: "Mom will send you to the hospital to have your eyes checked, and let your father and brother take care of the rest. Anyway, it's not the first time...We still have a dog at home!"

The implication is that the dead body can be fed to the family dog.

Only then did Brett nodded in satisfaction. When the brown-haired woman and her husband hurried to start the car and go to the hospital in the town, he covered his eyes and suddenly said to his brother beside him, "Brother, do you know Apollo? That red The Asians in the hair are the living Apollo, and I can guarantee that all the models you have played with combined are not as exciting as him."

"The result? You fell into his hands, idiot!"

The price is still an eye. The depth of the wound has definitely destroyed the entire eyeball, and it may need to be removed for treatment... But he can't tell Brett the news yet, the wound on the eye, if he is too emotional , it is very likely that the bleeding will not be stopped.

David scratched his hair irritably: "Okay, go to the hospital with mom to have a look at your eyes. It will take at least half an hour's drive from here to the town. I will take the wooden barn to the outside of the dense forest and by the lake to have a look. Look, if I ever run into that daring fellow, I'll give him some flair."

He licked his lips, straightened his pants impatiently, glanced condescendingly at his younger brother's unwilling expression, and added, "I'll videotape you."

Only then did Brett sneer in satisfaction, and then, as if remembering something, he added: "Brother, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person, he is very powerful, so don't force it."

David took down the gun from the wall and wiped the smooth butt of the gun. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a loud bang at the door. His expression changed, and he asked, "What's going on?"

Accompanied by the loud sound of kicking the door, came a hole through which light penetrated. The security door specially reinforced because of its proximity to the forest was hardly worth mentioning in front of the intruders.

Brett immediately recalled the ghost king's murderous hunt, and said to David without hesitation: "It's that red-haired Asian man, he said before that he would kill us, don't hesitate, he will come in as soon as he comes in." Shoot straight away!"

With a loud bang, the anti-theft door was kicked open.

David raised the wooden warehouse in a second and pointed it at the lawless intruder—according to the laws of the United States, the head of the household will not be held responsible if he directly kills the house for illegal intrusion.

In the position against the light, the ghost king's fiery red long hair was covered with a hazy golden edge, and on his shockingly handsome face, a pair of deep purple pupils looked at him coldly, his eyes were simply Sharper than a blade, the cold white texture is smooth and clear, and the whole person is as perfect as a marble sculpture.

David failed to pull the trigger.

His movements paused for a moment, and after feeling the beating faster and faster in his chest, and his chest getting hotter and hotter, he thought: Brett is right, this Asian man is indeed stronger than Apollo Much more handsome.

It's just that he is too tall. Although he has broad shoulders, thin waist and perfect proportions, he looks aggressive. No one can overwhelm him visually, but this kind of guy is worth it even if he lies flat.

His lewd eyes were full of hints. If it was normal, Brett would be very willing to share relevant experiences with him, but now this red-haired man is right in front of him...

Brett's scalp was numb, and he wasn't sure if he and David could handle each other in this situation, especially Steve, who was supposed to be seriously injured and died, and now he looked alive and well as if nothing happened.

Brett shouted: "Brother! Quickly open the wooden warehouse!"

David grinned and said, "Don't worry, Brett, wouldn't it be a disadvantage if you can't get started with this kind of high-end stuff?"

The red-haired man on the opposite side narrowed his eyes.

David pointed the mouth of the wooden barn at his chest, and threatened impatiently: "Raise your hand and stand aside, otherwise I will open the wooden barn, and I tell you, it is not illegal to kill you in this case... you His strength is astonishing, but there is no way to face Mu Cang, now, stand aside!"

After finishing speaking, his gaze seemed to be transformed into substance, and he began to linger on the thin waist and abdomen of the ghost king.

Black, who was coveted, was expressionless: "..."

It's strange, it's also a hostile relationship. When Magneto looked at Charles like this, Charles didn't seem to feel anything else, but he seemed a little disgusted after changing himself.

It must be why he is not as handsome as Magneto.

The displeasure of being spied on made the AI ​​in Shuten-douji's state couldn't help but frowned, and was instantly surrounded by tyrannical hostility: "Are you sure you're talking to me?"

Steve, who was beside him, felt his scalp go numb, and probably understood that the big ghost in front of him was really angry, so he couldn't help but subconsciously pulled his girlfriend to hide behind him.

Facts have proved that Steve's choice at the moment is correct. In order to take care of the two weak humans, Black has been restraining himself and not to completely release the ghost king's aura, but he never thought that he would be provoked because of this.

Yes, AI defines this behavior as provocation.

In the next second, surging wine-red demonic power rose in the air, and the ghost king's figure was blurred in the red miasma. Bite that creepy sound - "crunch" "crunch"

David finally found out what was wrong. Under the beauty of the ghost king, he moved his eyes away from the opponent's body with difficulty: "Brett, what's going on?!"

Brett's teeth were chattering, he didn't even bother to answer his question, he just kept saying, "Quickly open the wooden barn!"

"Looks like you have no other last words, brat."

Black carried the ghost gourd on his shoulders, and those faint eyes immediately focused on David who was holding the wooden warehouse.

The sharp fangs of the ghost gourd clicked, and quickly spewed out the condensed demonic power, rushing towards Brett.

——The red ghost eyes blinked and smashed the fools who dared to offend the dignity of the ghost king into the decaying dust, crushing the flesh and blood, and burying them in the ground with dirty dust and mud.

But Brett had no time to dodge, and before he even saw the opponent's movement clearly, he felt a terrible impact hit his chest, knocking him from the sofa to the wall, and then made a heavy landing sound.

"Cough cough—cough..."

After a painful cough, Brett lay on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gasped with difficulty through his torn lungs, and began to feel his consciousness gradually withdrawn.

Brett opened his mouth in vain, but he didn't have any strength to say a word, and the intruder stepped on his chest. While he was vomiting blood, the intruder said coldly, mockingly: " Ugly in appearance, humble in blood, not even qualified to be my uncle's food!"

The ghost king sneered: "Tsk, it's not even considered a pastime."

He didn't use all his strength. Naturally, this devil boy wouldn't die. He just suffered some painful injuries, which made him unable to raise his strength to resist. As for other things after that...

Just look at Jenny's eager eyes.

Blake gave way to Jenny, who had revenge written all over her face, and then, holding the ghost gourd, she turned to David, who was stunned by all this suddenness: "It's your turn, huh?"

At this moment, David finally came to his senses. He ignored the broken three-dimensional view, raised the wooden warehouse to Black, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and said with a grim expression: "I don't care what you are, anyway Give me all to die!"

The AI ​​narrowed its eyes dangerously.

The bullet hit him and bounced off lightly.