The salary king in the comics

Chapter 450 Choose Your Monster
Natasha and Constantine, who were having fun, were not disturbed in any way, and no one noticed them except Hill, who was checking the environment around.

In this area, outside signals are physically isolated, but as long as someone randomly connects Cortana to the signal transmission equipment of the sacrificial organization, Cortana can instantly control all networked devices.

But now we can't find Genmei, and everyone can't let go of their hands and feet, so we can only wait for Cortana.

When Hill brought Geralt back, calm had returned to the cabin, at least on the surface.

Everyone was sitting in the living room, chatting nonchalantly. Constantine and Geralt were like two dumb people. Only Natasha and Hill could talk to each other occasionally. As for Greerett, he just wanted to Complete the task and return to your own home to enjoy Loretta's arms.

The organization behind the scenes couldn't stand it anymore. This group of people was completely different from the previous sacrifices, calm and plain.

As a result, the hidden channels in the room slowly released the pheromone reagent that can increase desire.

But who would have thought that when the pheromones volatilized, the people wearing masks would receive a prompt instantly and block these chemical substances.

As the equipment that Lothric obtained from the interstellar spy, modifying the face is only a basic function, preventing poisonous gas, providing internal circulation oxygen supply, and even allowing people to survive in outer space for several hours.

Hill glanced at Natasha, and after the two looked at each other, they both understood that this was an enemy trap.

But looking at the two logs next to them, Constantine and Geralt didn't react at all, just waiting.

Natasha smiled at Hill and licked her lips, turned over and sat on Constantine, covered the eyes of others with her body, and started her performance.

This kind of behavior made Hill feel a little uncomfortable. The two of you agreed to play together, but you suddenly found someone else.

Hill looked at Geralt aside, wondering if he had to sacrifice a little, and have some activities that would make both of them happy.

Just as Hill was untying his hair, there was a sound from the side of the room, and a cellar door was suddenly opened, which suddenly eased the originally beautiful atmosphere.

Hill, who was interrupted, tied his hair back in embarrassment, and followed the others down into the cellar.

This cellar was originally a place where the behind-the-scenes organization used to lure the sacrifices to choose their own way of death, and it was filled with various props representing monsters.

Konstantin, who was smoking a cigarette, obviously showed the carelessness of a smoker at this time, he threw the jigsaw balls he picked up from nowhere and said: "The things in this cellar are quite interesting, we can each choose a few... ..."

Hearing this, everyone present smiled slightly, and began to choose items knowingly.

But the sacrificial organization behind it was not so happy. This sacrifice must be a sacrifice that the sacrifice chooses its own way of death.

According to Constantine's arrangement, if this continues, they will have to release more monsters, and the aftermath will be scolded.

But at this point, it would be a blasphemy to the evil god to intervene. If you want to appease the evil god, you must let the sacrifice follow the routine.

So everyone picked out their favorite items one after another. Natasha got the ballet box and wedding dress, Geralt picked out a unicorn, and Hill looked around and picked out a mask to put on his face.

Constantine is holding the spelling sphere, and has already begun to decipher its structure.

"Fack, how many things did they choose?"

The sacrificial organization behind the scenes began to curse people. The tens of seconds created a huge workload for them. They couldn't refuse, so they could only bite the bullet and complete the request.

"The Tooth Fairy, the Ghost Bride, the Unicorn, the Stranger Killer, the Hell Monk, oh, that bitch even took away the potted plant, quickly check if it is a representative of the Whomping Willow or a nuisance tree..."

For a while, the behind-the-scenes organization started a quick mobilization arrangement, allowing the monsters to appear in front of the sacrifice at a suitable time.

But amidst the turmoil, no one noticed that the original Greerett disappeared at some point.

Back in the living room, everyone played casually with the items they selected. Natasha opened the ballet box and watched the villain inside fall into the memories of the past.

"When I was a kid, I thought learning ballet was to make me a ballet dancer, and I ended up being a secret agent..."

Hill looked at Natasha, but didn't know what to say. Bored, she broke off the potted plant beside her, and threw the mask into the fireplace not far away.

At this point, the living room fell into silence, only the sound of the ballet music box and the occasional sound of firewood, giving this space a little life.

Suddenly, several strange figures with white masks appeared on the window. They raised the sharp knives in their hands and gestured at the people inside.

Just as Hill saw their figures clearly, these people disappeared without warning.

And the neighing of horses gradually came from outside. Geralt threw the horn in his hand and said, "I'll go out and see, if it's a mare, maybe I can find a companion for Carrot..."

The situation gradually changed, but the three people present remained motionless.It seems that everything outside has nothing to do with them.Only the occasional white mask made Hill even more irritable.

Natasha looked at the white wedding dress on the side, inexplicably wanting to try it.

Just as she was about to leave, she was grabbed by Constantine.

"The clothes have been locked by the wraith, you have to stay by my side to ensure safety..."

However, Natasha didn't care about this. She put on the veil to cover her face and said, "Don't you want to see me in a wedding dress? Maybe it's okay..."

Natasha bowed her body and stretched out her hand to hold Constantine's neckline. Constantine didn't resist at all, and was directly pulled into the room.

"Dog men and women!"

After Hill cursed, listening to the gradually sounding voice, she couldn't stay in the room any longer.

So Hill had no choice but to go out to avoid the embarrassing scene outside.

At this time, the sound of rustling came from the forest, Hill drew his gun and pointed it in that direction, and it turned out that Geralt walked out.

Geralt was walking out of the woods with a displeased expression, shaking a unicorn still stained with blood.

"I thought it was an obedient unicorn, but it turned out to be a fool and very irritable, so I pulled its horn off. Why don't you stay in the room..."

Facing Hill's white eyes, Geralt threw the unicorn to Hill, and said, "You can use it to make some ammunition or cold weapons, which can cause damage to some things..."

Looking at the unscrupulous Geralt, Hill asked: "You directly do it? Don't you need to pretend now?"

"Didn't you realize that Greret has disappeared? He's about to find his own people, there's no need to wait any longer..."

Hill sneered at this moment and said: "That's good, I've had enough of those voyeurs!"

Hill turned around and stared at the white-masked killers, drew out his sword and walked towards them angrily.

(End of this chapter)