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"This is the Abtina Del Classroom."

"The following content will all be explained to you by Abtinadr."

In the gloomy forest, a group of seven or eight people are rushing madly. Among them are the black brother who is politically correct, the American hot girl with the blonde hair, the lawyer with a beast and the handsome man, and the petite and hot Jewish sweet girl.

Oh, there seems to be a giant rock Johnson and his children that shouldn't be placed within the range of normal humans.

"Sorry, I seem to forget to introduce me."

"I am Abtinadr, of Arab origin, and this is probably the reason why I am often overlooked."

"Abdi! Nader!"

Beside, rushing all the way, Britta Perry, the American hottie who overtakes Abdi, screamed at him frantically when passing by Abdi.

"You can stop! Again! Talk to the non-existent fourth wall, okay!"

"We have no audience!"

"Not making a movie either!"

"It's running for life!"

The unspoken words were accompanied by a series of screams, because a few weird-shaped arrows flew from the rear. Although they were crude and deformed, they were deadly enough.

This is a good thing for the group of deformed monsters who are chasing them behind.

Britta screamed, clutching her **** and ran forward desperately.

The good news is that they won’t die before their health is exhausted. The bad news is that Britta feels that if she is like the sweet Jewish girl Anne Edison, if she is hit by the monsters behind to the heart, it’s better to die on the spot. Too!

"Women are trouble, huh?"

Abdi spread his hands and shrugged weirdly.

"Close to the subject."

He turned the camera around and instantly zoomed in on the monsters behind him. The picture was frozen, running at the forefront, and four deformed monsters holding simple bows and arrows were zoomed in close-up.

"Yes, we are being chased by a group of deformed monsters."

"It's like in the classic horror movie scene."

"but!"

"Unlike traditional horror movies, what we face is not just a monster, but a group!"

The voice fell, the picture was reversed, and several close-ups circled all the monsters behind him. In the end, a poster showing the situation was formed.

In the upper left corner are the four deformed monsters holding bows and arrows, coming from Intercontinental Highway 331, a fatal bend.

Below them are three fellows who resemble theirs. They come from a valley. At the other end of the valley is an abandoned nuclear test site. They often look across the valley to the road outside the valley.

Next to these guys is a group of members who seem to be inferior circus. The leader is a middle-aged fat man who even applies clown makeup very unprofessional. They live in a wooden house on the outskirts of a certain small town. The wooden house has collected 900 Ninety-nine corpses, only one short of them is the House of Thousand Corpses.

Next to him is a guy with a mask and black clothes. He hides his head and shows his tail. At first glance, he looks like a dead house. Maybe he still likes watching horror movies. Then he calls and asks if he likes watching horror movies.

He is also wearing a mask, or a hockey mask, but it must be a cold bench, because he is too big and this is not football.

Next to the masked man is still a masked man, and this guy does not look distinctive, the white mask is also flat and very simple, but he seems to be glowing white in the moonlight.

And in the middle of this group of guys, there is a guy with steel needles all over his head, and I don't know if he is a Frankenstein or a weird guy with a brilliant brain wave transmitter.

But no matter what he is, he is certainly not simple.

Because he occupies the c position and is the most attractive.

"Abdi, can you speak without this narration-like voice."

"Also, you should run faster, you are about to be caught up."

Jeff Wenger, the beastly-dressed lawyer, reminded Abdi with a helpless tone.

"Oh, you are right!"

Abdi looked back and found that the masked dead house was about to chase him, and he was holding a knife in excitement.

He quickly began to accelerate.

However, in the process of speeding up, he did not forget to move out a blackboard again, took out the pointer, and continued to explain.

"To sum up, we have encountered three types of murderers!"

"The first kind, hillbilly!"

"There is a huge genre in horror movies, that is, hillbilly horror movies. They often take place in remote corners of remote towns, where they are isolated from the rest of the world, and there are families with flaws in every sense of life."

"Characteristics, they are often dispatched in groups, often with deformed appearances, bloodthirsty, and extremely cruel methods!"

"The second kind, mask murderer."

"This is the most classic genre in horror movies. Wearing a mask, everyone can be a demon. They all have a tragic or condemned origin, and their psychology is constantly distorted, and eventually they fall."

"Characteristics, most of them have only one person, they like to fight at home, out of nowhere, and they like curious killing methods."

"The third kind, a murderer of unknown significance!"

"This is the scariest kind of horror film. Before the whole story is revealed, no one knows what the truth is, and no one knows what its origin is. It, even the horror itself."

"Characteristics, they tend to have extraordinary combat effectiveness, and they may even be ghosts and visitors from hell."

"The summary is great!"

Jeff claps his hands exaggeratedly while running.

"But it doesn't help our situation at all."

"Actually! A little bit!"

Running at the forefront, it seemed to be the leader of everyone, with unusually strong chest muscles, and a middle-aged man with a big bald head, Hank, who turned around, showing his white teeth.

"At least it keeps us optimistic."

"Do you know that when I was in the Marine Corps~www.readwn.com~ I often told me about taxis..."

"Gosh!"

Next to him, Hank's son Sean reluctantly covered his head, and his stepfather was about to start advocating his military career again.

"Look!"

Fortunately, the Jewish sweet girl Anne interrupted him with good news in time.

"There are lights there!"

Several people immediately turned their directions and ran towards the lighted place, and soon, they could clearly see the building still burning with lights in this dim forest.

It is a huge playground.

"well."

Abdi said solemnly.

"Now we have gathered the fourth element of terror."

"That's the hidden murderers in various horrible buildings such as playgrounds, haunted houses, abandoned lakeside cottages, etc.!"