Abyss Express

Foreword:

It is human nature to be ungrateful.

Dale Carnegie丨The Weakness of Human Nature

[Part ① Painful Choice]

"Boris Harman" Jason Megan said solemnly with the manager of the customer service department of the hotel, with a serious expression and frowning——

"—I'm afraid I can't wait ten minutes!"

He can feel that [Circus of Doom·Devil Circus] is gradually eroding his body, they are tightly blocking the blood vessels of the wound, if it goes on like this, if it goes on like this.

Too bad, too bad! It's really bad!

As long as the time is right, the moment Haitang releases the power of the soul, the thrombus accumulated in the wound will flow to the heart along the aorta. Many people who stayed up all night and couldn't sit for a long time died of pulmonary embolism or coronary artery blockage just like this.

A person can sit for forty-eight hours in good health, but the moment they stand up, the cloudy blood that coagulates in the veins of their legs will flow to the cardiopulmonary system within 20 seconds, and die of heart failure within a minute .

At this moment, the toys that "grow" from Jason and Boris Harman are the spiritual traps planted by [Circus of Doom·Devil's Circus].

It's only been two minutes, ten minutes early to the appointment!

If they can't find a way to defeat Haitang, the accumulation of blood congestion will reach a critical point, and the Circus of Doom·Devil Circus will release the psychic power and open the gate to let the blood out, but one hundred and eighty seconds later, it will be Jason Megan's death.

For Boris Harman, this time may be earlier, his femoral artery is more severely damaged, and the blood stasis is much faster.

"Can't wait ten minutes? What does it mean?" Boris Harman knew nothing about the rules of fighting between psykers. This ordinary person simply didn't understand the cause of the incident and what he was going to face next. Right to horrible results.

He can still feel the swelling in his thigh, and the pain is gradually subsiding. It seems that a pair of warm hands are stroking his buttocks and legs. It seems that he is fine, the injury has been eliminated, and everything is changing for the better. But the toes far away from the heart are getting colder and more painful.

Jason didn't have time to explain, he took out the survival knife from his backpack, and wanted to separate the skin of his forearm, and cut a bloodletting path along the tissue of the red building block.

When the blade hit the skin, Boris Harman screamed—

"Mr. Jason! What are you doing!?"

In the eyes of this ordinary person, VIP's sudden act of self-mutilation with a knife frightened him.

Jason was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. At this moment, he just wanted to shoot his arm, but without that condition, the knife was like a clumsy crowbar. The spirit silk fibers are blocking it, trying to stir out a layer of meat paste in the muscles.

"ah!!!!--"

Jason roared in pain, the blade hit violent sparks, and rows of white teeth grew out of the bright red building blocks, and the blade collided with these fangs, blasting off dazzling sparks.

It wasn't until the survival knife broke that Jason crookedly drew a wound no more than two millimeters deep on his arm, which couldn't bleed much at all.

"Smart! You're so smart! Sweetheart!"

Boris Harman's thighs spoke—

——The rubber Mickey Mouse clinging to the wound grinned.

"You actually thought of your own way of death in advance? How good! You are so good! If this head can be used by the immortals! It will definitely create a very wonderful work of art."

The voice of the spirit body could not reach Boris Harman's ears, and this ordinary innocent passerby still looked at Jason in horror and panic, unable to help him.

Circus of Doom continued to say——

"Your dexterous hands have lost the ability to draw, and there is no way to get more useful information out of this fat man."

"Your heart is about to stop beating, and the knife in your hand is useless. Do you want to continue to resist? Split yourself into pieces and use bloodletting to delay the onset of embolism?"

"That will only make you weaker, and you will be dead before the gunsmith arrives."

"How about this, sweetheart, let's play a game."

"If you are willing to take a bite of human flesh, I will let you go."

With a sudden force, Jason Megan stabbed the survival knife into the sink angrily, and the broken blade penetrated into the composite board until the handle disappeared—as if venting his anger, he cursed at the blunt knife.

"Useless things!"

"That's right!" Circus of Doom continued: "This burden betrayed your real name, messed up everything, and put you in crisis. He is indeed a useless piece of trash."

"You are obviously helping him, but he can't help you at all."

"Homo sapiens is such a creature. Gratitude is a product of great upbringing. You can't get it from ordinary people. It's their nature to be ungrateful."

"so."

The armadillo hunter hiding in the dark became excited, and his eyes became more and more bloodthirsty.

A noble green gold guard is about to swallow human flesh in front of his eyes. What a wonderful thing this is. This is a sweet feast that almost no ogre can imagine. the ultimate insult.

"As long as you eat a piece of his body, I will let you go."

"Jason. Jason Megan!"

"Jason! Make your choice!"

Click!

Shocking cracks appeared on the bright red building blocks, warm currents emerged from the swollen limbs, and the blood stagnated in the upper arms was about to start flowing, and they were about to become fatal embolisms!

Jason's body swelled up, his latissimus dorsi looked like a strong bullfrog, and suddenly his shirt burst, layers of human skin were pierced by hard dark blue hairs, and turned into fluffy flesh, falling to the floor Gives off high temperature steam.

He quickly transformed into a half-wolf form, and slowly grew to a height of about 2.4 meters. The pointed wolf head almost reached the exhaust pipe.

"Not bad! Jason! Really good!" Circus of Doom·Devil Circus praised: "Is it effective? The sudden expansion of the cardiopulmonary system can give you some living space, but is it effective? Or do you want to use wolf mouth How about a taste of this human flesh?"

The blood-red eyes fixed on Boris Harman——

——It was the first time for Jason to appear in front of ordinary people in the form of a big wolf. He felt that the growths on his arms and collarbone on his neck had calmed down a bit, and his strength had returned.

The descendants of the holy beasts all have terrifying spiritual pressure. For ordinary people, the pheromones emitted by them are enough to scare adults away. Boris Harman is motionless at this moment. Move, only fear remains in his eyes, on his thigh, that Mickey Mouse will gradually melt, follow the [Circus of Doom·Devil Circus] to release the spiritual power, trigger the operation of the booby trap, the fatal embolism to kill him.

pooh-

The sound of fangs piercing into flesh lifted Haitang's spirits, but the result was not as good as he had imagined.

Jason Megan didn't eat people, he just disliked the bad teeth of the human form, so he put on a sharp wolf kiss, bit the joints of his arms, shoulders and necks fiercely, and then tore them hard, almost The whole arm and bones were gnawed off!

Pieces of red pulp were splashed in the room, and hot wolf blood was poured on Boris Harman's head.

There was no smile on Haitang's face anymore, he was so shocked that he shed tears, his heart was terrified and obsessed, as if he saw the moment before the destruction of the exquisite artwork.

"Jason Megan."

"Your will to fight terrifies me and fascinates me."

"But what are you going to do next?"

The blood illuminated a red path in the room, and the spirit body was stained with the sensitive catalyst of wolf blood, and immediately lost its bright color, turning into the unique purple of [Circus of Doom·Devil Circus].

The rubber pad on Boris' butt dissipated along with these spirit bodies, which was the moment when the soul power was released.

"Do you want to chase after me directly? Come to find me in the room? Finish me? Or continue to treat this burden beside you?"

"Jason, what would you choose?"

"If I miss this opportunity to attack, I will rearrange the trap."

Jason didn't hesitate, he waved his sharp claws, and pushed Boris Harman to the ground——

——The manager of the customer service department has already started to convulse. The moment the blood clot started to flow, his brain was starved of oxygen and his body was out of control. blood loss.

The wolf claws cut Boris' torso almost all the way along the right side of his body.

He clumsily tore up the backpack, and took out the panacea from the bag to treat this ordinary person.

The paws crushed the reagent bottle, and the white liquid medicine was poured on the bloody body, and then the remaining half was sent to the wolf's kiss.

"It's good! It's good, it's good! It's good!"

Circus of Doom·The voices of the devil's circus came from everywhere, and a new round of mine clearance games began.

"Then round two begins, Jason Megan."

"Do you want to stay in the entrance? Wait until the gunsmith comes to save you? I've already fled by then."

Waking up from the shock, Boris Harman was almost killed by the big wolf and Haitang, and was rescued by the panacea——

——The manager of the customer service department felt that his heart was splitting open, and the pain was so painful that he almost lost his mind. His pupils dilated and contracted, he blinked hard several times, and finally returned to normal.

"There's no second round! Little beast!" Jason's half-wolf arm has just grown out, and the new limbs hold the severed limbs, and they want to show Haitang his special skills: "I don't intend to sit still!"

Saying so--

——The broken arm swung out with a strong wind! It was like a wolf shell, hitting the glass of the room fiercely.

Jason's expression changed. He never expected that the high-altitude floors of this hotel would have such high-end items as bulletproof glass.

More than 40 kilograms of flesh and blood hit the thick endurance board at a speed of 80 meters per second, and only a little crack was knocked out.

"Heh" Haitang who was hiding in the dark was really taken aback, and smiled dryly with lingering fear: "Hahahahahaha"

If this arm can be sent out of the window and become a falling object, the gunsmith must be able to see it, which is the best way for Jason to end the second round early.

[Part② No second round! ]

When the heavy object hit the endurance board, there was an unbearably strong sound, which suddenly woke Boris up.

Jason Megan did not give up. He took materials from the local area and found other hard objects from the tattered backpack. He wanted to break through the defense of the endurance board. He lost a lot of things without any effect, and finally pulled them out from his mouth. A canine tooth was thrown fiercely, but it only punched a hole in the thick double-layer soundproof endurance board, and it did not penetrate completely.

This movement frightened Haitang so much that he dared not speak. He watched helplessly as more and more broken objects appeared in front of the bay window of the guest room, but the window was as solid as a rock.

It wasn't until Jason started roaring again that the cunning and insidious hunter laughed comfortably, and began to act strangely.

"That's great! Boris Harman! Your hotel! The security measures are excellent!"

"It's good! It's good, it's good!"

Boris clenched his fists tightly and cursed fiercely, "What are you so proud of! You bastard!"

"This guy!" Jason looked surprised.

Circus of Doom Demon Circus was also shocked: "Can you hear? Can you hear?"

"Are you the monster you fought with Mr. Jason?!" Boris' eyes flashed with a strange light, which is the characteristic of spiritual awakening. "So it's you who have been tormenting us?"

The situation took a turn for the worse-

——For Haitang, there was one more psyker to deal with.

However, the Soul Power attack had already been launched. As early as when Jason Megan poured his anger on the sink, he used the survival knife as a prop to release his anger. It smashed through the heating pipe under the sink. In the hot summer, the floor heating The system has stopped functioning, but the liquid flowing inside can become the carrier of [Circus of Doom·Devil's Circus].

Haitang's soul power does not have the ability to move at high speed. They can spread to various places in the environment through various objects.

At this moment, fourteen paper boats had already drilled out of the floor heating pipes and arrived at Jason Megan's wolf claws.

The moment the foreign object touched the body, the two people who were still at the entrance were hit at the same time, and the swollen feet immediately turned into yellow duck webbed feet. Jason felt his body was out of balance, soreness and pain hit him, and he saw Bao Rhys Harman clung to the wallpaper.

"No! No no no! Harman! No! Don't touch those things!"

Water gushes out from the closet, and more and more paper boats are like piranha schools, smelling the scent of prey, and want to surround the two of them.

As Jason said, the moment Mr. Harman's chubby hands grabbed the wallpaper, the paper quickly twisted and deformed, like a flexible spider, tightly wrapped around Harman's fleshy palm, gnawed his fingers and molared his teeth to suck blood .

"Fuck fuck."

Haman didn't stop, he ran straight forward, his two legs made a voiceless sound of bone cracking, and the fragile flesh and bones at the Achilles tendon snapped together with the terrifying toy. No one knew what he wanted to do, including Jason and Haitang, who couldn't understand why this hysterical fat brother couldn't think about it, and wanted to commit suicide at this juncture.

More and more toys were clinging to Boris Harman's body, and he was almost sucked dry, with Megatron on his forehead and a large tumor of four or five Lego bricks growing on his belly.

The moment he hit the bay window——

——Haitang screamed.

"Idiot! What do you want to do!"

The curtain changed into a ferocious rubber snake, tightly bound Haman's thick neck.

It's a pity Mr. Harman sneered mockingly, because he barely had a neck.

He struggled to peel off the glue strip of the bay window, turned out the keyhole of the safety opening and closing limit lock, and then took out a small silver key from the inner lining of the coat with difficulty.

There are so many keys—

——There were so many that the soldiers who stayed on the ground and took out their toy guns to shoot at Haman couldn't even find a suitable target.

Without any hesitation, Harman took out one of them precisely, and stuffed it into the keyhole of the safety limit lock, and then

"Crack" sounded one after another, and Harman unlocked the eight glass limit plates one by one, and the reminder sounded to clean up the dust on the outer window.

The windows, which were full of cobweb cracks, fell out of the building together with Mr. Harman.

"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy! Fuck it." Haitang cursed viciously.

What is the experience of falling from the twenty-fourth floor?

Boris Harman couldn't imagine that he could have this kind of death. The moment his body lost balance, he still stared at this terrifying room until the last moment.

He was still thinking, if it was Mr. Jason, he would do the same! If it is him, he who is willing to risk his life for me, an ordinary person, will definitely do the same!

Will he win? Can he win?

Falling to the ground from this height, the gunsmith must be able to see it! Be sure to find out!

It's too late to leave a last word, and I can't even swear at that nasty bastard!

Then compare the middle finger! I have to vent my anger fiercely!

Thinking of this, Boris Harman stretched out his right arm into the room, even though it had turned into a slender hand, into a beautiful and fun pink panther doll, it was still able to move the middle finger.

Only gravity grabbed him again and sent him back into the room.

The rubber snake at the curtain pulled the bay window, which weighed almost 500 kilograms, and it tried its best to pull Boris and the window back.

Haitang's face was covered with cold sweat, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

The same is true for Jason Meghan, who will freeze in place for a while watching what Boris Harman is doing.

The customer service manager fell back to the floor feebly, still pointing his middle fingers dully, not having time to feel frustrated.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The toy soldiers on the floor laughed out loud, and [Circus of Doom·Devil Circus] laughed and cursed at the two people in the room, making insulting remarks.

"A dog! A pig! What a match!"

"Hahahahahaha! Hahahaha! Wait for your death! Wait for your death! Ugh!~"

A chunky boot stepped through the window, and it trampled the green toy soldiers into colorful lumps of flesh.

The gunsmith leaned over the gap of the bay window, worked swiftly with his hands and feet, and pulled out the wolf teeth from the endurance board, followed by a jingling knock, and the eight safety locks were reset and restored, and the rubber snake became weak again. Weak curtains.

Just three short seconds, three suffocating seconds.

This god of death crawled in from the window, climbed from the first floor to the twenty-fourth floor, and stepped on the soft carpet. [Circus of Doom·Devil Circus] was too scared to move. HelloKity, who was lying on the ground and pretended to be dead, followed The gunsmith's steps trembled slightly.

boom--

The young eagle's muzzle was emitting green smoke, and the pink and tender cat was crushed into a pulp.

The gunsmith took off his mask, his nose moved, as if he was tracking the scent of his prey, and frowned when he smelled the strong aroma of alcohol. He scanned the room and headed straight for the soundproof wall between the bathroom and the children's room.

"Circus of Doom·Devil's Circus! Crush him!" Haitang was still struggling to die.

At that moment, more than 60 pieces of spirit body fragments in the house all changed their forms. The soldiers shot out their companions as human shells, and the men and women on the mini stage threw their dance partners out!

The slingshot on the TV suddenly tightened, and the round glass eyeballs shot towards the back of the gunsmith's head.

"SD!" the gunsmith shouted in a low voice.

The moment the big steel cat came out through the body! There was a bloody storm in the house!

The random punches and kicks broke through the speed of sound with each blow! The strong wind caused by the blast wave tore away the wallpaper and wall covering!

The big hands wearing the Heart of Steel pushed aside the blood mist, and pulled out a slender man from the wall.

In the blood mist, the gunsmith's pupils stood up, like the eyes of an arrogant and virtuous tiger.

"Hee hee hee hee hee..." Haitang grinned grimly, her face pale and arrogant: "Idol! My idol is here to catch me. My idol is here to catch me!"

The minions of the immortals kept the leader's teachings in mind, and he took out that crucial suitcase!

Since Pellerini asked him to open this box! The inside must be the ultimate insurance for death and failure!

Just open it. The gunsmith can peel off the skin without dying! Just turn it on!

The sharp spikes pierced through Haitang's hands, and they were firmly nailed to the soundproof wall, before the buckle of the suitcase could be undone, it was put back on the children's dining table firmly by Fragrant Fantasy.

"He's the boss." Haitang finally had fear in his eyes: "He's really too fast. He."

The gunsmith waved his hand, and Jason immediately understood. He took a toothbrush from the sink, took out disposable chopsticks from the closet, and got two pencils from the folder of the notebook, and threw them into the hands of the boss.

With the crisp sound of the stick hitting the wall, Haitang was nailed to the wall, with a requiem bell stuck in its mouth, which pierced through the cerebellum, completely broke the spine, and deprived the monster of its ability to move.

The gunsmith spoke to the victim while inflicting violence.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it'll be fine."

The loud noise of Fenfang Huanmeng punching at high speed attracted the lobby manager——

——The meddling culprit immediately rang the doorbell and opened the door with the key card.

"Guest? How are you, guest?"

Jason Megan's face was covered with blood, and he responded, "It's pretty good."

The manager said with a smile, his voice became quieter: "Are you on a business trip recently? Do you want to keep it secret?"

Jason Megan took a look at the manager's badge - Dali Hotel, a home away from home, a chain in the whole region, and a home from all over the world.

"No, just work from home."

"Oh! That's it, then I won't bother you."

The lobby manager slowly closed the door, left carefully, and fled into the elevator covered in cold sweat.

Begonia mounted on the wall was still struggling and lost control of his body. He stared blankly at the gunsmith, with a silver wind chime stuck in his throat, unable to say a word.

"I me what. What."

He yelled out a few words from his throat, and he could only hold back this time.

"Won't say anything."

The gunsmith didn't speak, and didn't move until Jason came to him, took a toothbrush cup, poured Iron Knight whiskey, mixed with the elixir, and the two cups touched each other.

Jason turned back into a human form, and his clothes were in tatters.

"He is really good at being a man, and his small mouth is very sweet."

Gunsmith: "What kind of person should I be?"

Jason: "Cooking."

Gunsmith: "What about you?"

Jason grinned and picked up the tattered cookbook from the floor.

"It's a coincidence, isn't it, I'm very good at being a beast."

Mr. Boris Harman, covered in blood, grabbed his wine glass and touched the two.

"I'll help with the cooking."