The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Under the moonlight, a tall figure stood in the camp.

The pale hockey mask, the machete covered in black marks, and the icy malice radiating all the time around.

When this person appeared silently, his shadow seemed to be distorted.

He turned around dumbly, looked at the tents all over the ground, raised the knife in his hand, and walked towards a tent.

The breeze gradually rose, and within a few seconds, the wind was blowing more and more rapidly, the clouds drifted from a distance, blocking the bright moonlight, and then the figure walked towards a tent.

The knife in his hand looked dirty, but when he opened the tent, it was as smooth as silk without making any sound.

Then, he looked at a man and a woman sleeping inside, raised the knife in his hand, and cut it down without any hesitation.

It's like chopping a watermelon.

呲!

Blood spurted out and landed on the tent, ticking down along the curved arc.

The figure stood up and walked towards the next target.

But he seemed to have certain conditions to find the target, because he passed by several tents, but he did not kill the people inside.

It wasn't until after walking through several tents that he chose the next lucky one who was under the knife.

The knife fell from the hand, and the blood splashed and fell on his body, on his hand and on the mask, making it look full of evil spirits.

One after another……

He is like a model worker who works hard without complaining, doesn't feel tired, doesn't complain, and harvests his life diligently.

呲!

He opened another tent gently.

It was a man and woman sleeping together.

But obviously this man was more alert than the others. When the knife cut through the tent, he had already opened his eyes, and then when the knife fell, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with both hands.

"what!"

a scream.

Millie looked at the masked figure in horror, and when the knife got closer and closer to Coulson, her feet slammed into each other's crotch.

The tall figure froze visibly.

Coulson also took this opportunity to push the other party away, and after Millie opened the tent, he rolled out from inside.

Fortunately, because of his admiration for Captain America, he has been practicing fighting all the time, and he has always been alert to sleep, otherwise they would be finished just now!

Coulson looked at the tall figure standing up with lingering fears, held Millie's hand, and the two shouted as they ran, "Help! Someone killed someone!"

In the dark night, the shrill cry spread far away.

Some people heard the screams and climbed out of the tent, while others cursed and continued to sleep on their stomachs.

The tall man chased after Coulson without saying a word, constantly approaching the distance between the two sides, like a beast chasing its prey.

Among those who were disturbed, some people could not help screaming when they saw this scene.

"Jason!"

"That's the legendary killer Jason!"

"Damn, isn't that a legend?"

"Run!"

"That's a monster! He's been resurrected many times!"

The calm at the campsite was broken and people started to panic and start running!

And Jason was still silently chasing behind Coulson.

Suddenly, Jason threw out the machete in his hand.

Coulson shook Millie away, but fell to the ground.

呲!

The bloodstained machete was stuck between Coulson's legs.

"hiss……"

Coulson took a deep breath and looked at Jason who was rushing in again. Without hesitation, he got up and ran.

In the tent just now, he had already experienced the opponent's strange power, and he knew that he was not an opponent at all.

Jason rushed over, bent down and grabbed the machete. When he was about to continue chasing Coulson, he seemed to be attracted by something. He turned his head and looked in the direction to the left.

Then strode over.

Coulson, who has been paying attention to the other party's actions, saw the other party staring straight in one direction, and his expression changed.

"Damn, that's the Kent family's tent!"

Coulson scolded lowly, his face changed drastically.

If it wasn't for him, this family wouldn't be here, and if they were in danger, he would never forgive himself in this life!

Thinking of this, Coulson went against the flow of fleeing people and chased after Jason.

Millie looked at this scene, shouted loudly, and chased after gritted her teeth.

Meanwhile, the Mike family...

"Dad, it's so noisy outside..."

Eric murmured, turned around and hugged Charles beside him, Charles turned around in a daze, and almost fell asleep.

Only when they are sleeping can they see such a harmonious scene.

Clark sat up, listened carefully, his face turned pale, looked at Mike and said, "Dad, everyone outside is running away, it seems like a murder."

Mike responded softly, touched Clark's head, and said, "Don't be afraid."

Clark nodded and continued: "I heard someone calling Jason, saying he was a legendary murderer."

Jason...

Mike's mouth twitched.

He should have thought of that!

The crystal-like lake, Crystal Lake, was renamed Greenland after Jason's murder.

Snapped!

Mike tapped his forehead.

If he hadn't recognized Coulson, he must have suspected that the other party was pulling him here on purpose.

A thought quickly flashed through his mind, Mike opened the tent, his heart twitched violently, his eyes narrowed, and he saw the figure running towards them in the dark night.

"Clark, don't come out, leave it to me."

Mike turned around with a smile and said something, and pulled up the tent under Clark's worried eyes.

"Whoosh!"

Jason threw his machete at Mike with his back to him.

"don't want!"

Coulson, who was chasing after Jason, shouted, as if he had seen Mike being pierced by a machete.

but……

Mike, however, seemed to have eyes behind him, turned slightly sideways, accurately grabbed the handle of the flying machete, and then turned around and threw it at Jason.

呲!

In the screaming sound, the machete hit Jason's chest, causing Jason, who was rushing, to stop, take a few steps back, and fell to the ground.

Coulson's eyes widened, looking at Mike in disbelief.

"ah!"

Milly, who followed, let out a terrified cry and pointed at Jason.

I saw Jason, who was lying on the ground, stood up, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled the knife out of his chest little by little.

The sound of flesh and blood rubbing against the metal was extremely harsh, causing Coulson and Millie to get goosebumps, but Jason, the party involved, didn't let out even the slightest pained cry.

tick, tick...

Blood dripped down the blade of the machete.

There's an overwhelming sense of terror.

Coulson and Millie watched this scene in horror.

Mike sighed.

I knew that this murderer, the veteran cadre of Crystal Lake, didn't die so easily.

However, for him, at this level, it is not enough.

Mike took a step towards Jason, and after a few steps, it was already explosive.

Jason waved his knife to look at Mike, Mike turned around, and after lightly dodging, a dagger flashed in his hand, and a dagger was instantly manifested. With his waving arm, it was inserted into the back of Jason's neck.

Jason's body froze, and Mike materialized a dagger and inserted it into the opponent's heart.