Chapter 238 Yong Yong Breaks into the Haunted House

Sitting on the tower of Disney's Central Castle, the peacock calmed himself with a shower. Looking at his watch, he was only 10 minutes from the last time he gave Shen Ming.

In fact, he wasn't worried about Shen Ming's being late. Instead, he was worried about how he walked in front of him alive? Although the peacock wanted to twist his neck with his own hands, but now that the rules of the game have been set, and his revenge has been raised to the level of choosing a new president, he can no longer be so pretentious, he cannot kill Shen Ming, and the whip corpse is probably vented. A good way, soak it in formalin and treat it specially. It should be okay to play for 7 or 8 years, right?

At this time, in the rainy Disneyland, tourists who could not see the Mickey hat over their heads, but the puppets with ammunition and live ammunition stood in various positions to be on alert. The rain caused the blue smoke to evaporate from all kinds of lights, just like a fairyland on earth.

The strange thing is that in addition to these puppets, the real killers can not find a figure, it feels like disappearing. At this time, in the New Orleans Plaza area west of Disneyland, two guards carrying mp5 miniature submachine guns were patrolling along the strangely shaped street lights toward the haunted house.

Suddenly, the sound of a broken tree branch came from the trash can on the side of the road. These two were like conditional reflex machines. They immediately aimed their guns at the trash can. One was responsible for breaking, and the other stepped forward to check.

When the inspector was only half a meter away from the trash can, a giant slap-sized ant crawled up from under the bucket. Before the inspector yelled, the ant flew up like a grasshopper, and used a large pliers-type clip Staying on the back of the inspector, he pulled it down, pulled it over the shoulder, and fell to the ground and passed out.

While another attacked by Black Eyes, as soon as he was about to fire, a black shadow fell from the branches above his head. A horizontal elbow hit the temples, and his eyes rushed to redness. The guard also fainted.

After the Battle of the Bar, Shen Ming has already learned how to deal with these painless monsters. Perhaps you can't stop their offense by cutting their legs and feet, but as long as a strong impact causes the brain to block, they can still stop their actions.

Shen Ming managed the two guards within half a second, and threw them directly into a trash bin like a treasure chest, rushing towards the haunted house with his black eyes.

At this time, a dark control room, facing Toto Ie, with hundreds of surveillance cameras, chuckled, "Attention, two guard signals in the New Orleans Plaza area terminated the operation. Our guests should Arrived at the scene, I think, is the regional director there? Is n’t it good luck, start work! "

Shen Ming quickly rushed into a haunted house called "Ghost Charm Building" and began his stealth search. This is a 3-storey European-style classical manor building. The room is covered with spider webs and outdated furniture.

According to rumors, Disney's fanatics even cast the ashes of dead loved ones into this haunted house, adding to its spiritual atmosphere. Even more frightening is that some of the skulls here are decorated with genuine human bones, which were derived from donations from the medical school, because the early artificial bone models did not achieve realistic results.

Shen Ming walked inward with the intervener. Although he had already tried his best to lighten himself, the loose floor still made a crunching sound. From time to time, the ghost claws that came out of the cracked wall were enough to scare normal people. Bold, single entry is even more terrifying.

But Shen Ming dismissed these tricks at all, and wasn't even interested in aiming at them, and went straight through the lobby to search upwards.

Unscrewing a doorway at the end of the corridor, Shen Ming finally saw a suspected living man. He was dressed in a tortoise shell, with a planer in his hand, and was facing away from the doorway with a wooden board with a wide palm in his hand.

"Unexpectedly, the donor came to the poor monk in the first stop. It seems that the donor has a relationship with the poor monk. The poor monk has already made a tombstone for him. I wonder what epitaph the donor wants to carve?" Xu Peng asked without turning back.

"Engrave your paralysis!" Shen Ming raised his hand with a single shot, and a 10mm warhead shot out, but at a distance of 5 meters, even the aiming step was omitted. Xun Peng turned his head back and shook his hand, and flew the warhead like an annoying fly.

The mechanical prosthesis was a hand. When Shen Ming pulled the bolt and was preparing for the rifle, Xun Peng's hand did not go down, and he opened his palm in the direction of Shen Ming. There was a 120 mm muzzle in his palm.

"Amitabha Buddha." The hidden meaning of this sentence should be, "Go to you paralyzed!"

The dazzling fire blasted out of the black hole, and a round of shells fired, blasting Shen Ming's newly standing position into a ruin. Shen Ming had already flashed fast enough, or was blasted 3 meters away by the blast of air. The explosive power was at least equivalent to the level of the tank's main gun, and Shen Ming's ashes climbed from a piece of wooden board.

"Old bald donkey! Armed with a 120mm artillery, do you really think that a person is a tank?" Shen Ming ran and pulled his leg. The firepower gap was too large, and frontal combat was invalid.

"Amitabha, I thought how powerful it would be to kill the apprentice of my apprentice Dharma monk? I just want to be a rat-headed rat." Wu Peng stood up with a sigh, tearing a swollen drum from the huge chain of beads on his chest Iron ball, raised his right arm, opened the magazine, shoved the bead in, and it was another shot against the wall.

There was a loud bang, and Shen Ming was blasted out of the corridor on the second floor by the explosive gas waves passing through the wall and hung upside down on the crystal chandelier in the large living room.

"Did you think you would play an explosion?" Shen Ming took off the 2 rounds of fragmented grenades on his shoulders, and straightened along the hole in the wall where the flame was still rolling and threw it in.

"Boom! The loud noise of the explosion even blew a hole out of one side of the Ghost Building, and flames blew out of it.

Xun Peng's overwhelming movement is famous in Sakura's upper assassin, so generally there is no assassination mission. But in terms of lethality, in the upper killer, Kun Peng is definitely an out-and-out monster.

This guy repaired it in order to kill Wudao, and also received a disciple Dharma monk, a four-armed door **** who was janitor at the headquarters of Sakura, but he had been demolished by Shen Ming, and later he was unfortunately hung up during the second transformation of Ito Tomi , Naturally counted this feud in Shen Ming's body.

Apparently not only the peacock came to revenge today, but also Peng Peng also sent Shenming to **** with enthusiasm.

"Does the donor have only these two things? The poor monk came with all his heart, and the donor disappointed the poor monk too much." Stepping out of the blasting hole, the stepper was still burning.

In the perspective of Shen Ming's upside down, the strong man in front of him bald, not only his right hand was a cannon, his right arm was split into a giant shield, defense force max, the explosive power of the fragment grenade, even his hair was not injured. , Wait, he seems to have no hair → _ →

"Amitabha!" He Peng raised his hand again, firing the crystal chandelier into scattered diamond-like fragments, hitting it in the middle of the lobby on the first floor, raising a large amount of dust.

At this moment, outside the Ghost Building, the four high-level killers are all waiting outside. They are Kun Peng's hunting assistants, whose main task is to control prey. Don't let them go to other areas.

In order to become the president, the 12 top elites must have their own lives and result in deep lives, which is also one of the rules of the game.

However, many of the other top elites are going to let the younger brother sink Shenming to half death and then collect it. No one is as sincere as Xu Peng, and he really does it himself.

During the talk, Xu Peng, who was tall and big, jumped directly from the corridor on the second floor into the living room. The diffuse dust had not yet dispersed, and it became more and more intense, right! That's not dust, but tear gas!

In the dense fog with a visibility of less than 1 meter, Shen Ming wore goggles and bit a small exhaler behind his mouth.

Generally, a short-handled shotgun is a shot against the waist and eyes. It is weird that Xun Peng's body was laterally shifted out half a meter in front of Shen Ming's muzzle, and the iron arm waving backwards was scattered by Shen Ming. The bullet gun stopped hard.

But the reinforced gun body was smashed by Xun Peng's iron fist in front of Shen Ming, and his body also flew backwards like a nail pulled up by a hammer, hitting the old wall heavily.

"Does the donor think that the poor monk is only good at long-distance attack? It is too small to underestimate the poor monk. After all, before the General Staff member joined the cherry blossoms, the poor monk was already a 'killer killing monk' in the upper hand." Xu Peng turned with a smile. After that, the foot struck once, and the 3 meter interval disappeared instantly. The waving iron fist blasted toward the deep head inlaid on the wall, and the wall was perforated, while Shen Ming avoided her side by side. A fatal blow, only a trace of bloodline ran down the corner of the eyebrow.

"Bald forced sand monk? Are you sure those friends aren't scolding you?" Shen Ming jumped forward on the wall, and acted like a monkey swiftly, struck three `horns tightly against the back of Peng Peng, strangled him. Neck.

Under Shen Ming's arm strength, ordinary people can suffer from cerebral ischemia and fainting for up to 5 seconds, and masters can only persist for up to 10 seconds. But the muscles on the neck of the bald donkey in front of it are as hard as steel, and it is hard to protect the carotid arteries with a heavy arm. This monster can control the muscles!

"If you want to kill the poor monk, donate your melee skills really not enough, why not try the inverse scale?" Xu Peng reminded with a smile.

"Try your sister, do you have a sister?" Shen Ming continued to exert force.

"Foul mouthfuls, let the poor monk send the donor to Abi Hell!" Su Peng suddenly jumped backwards, his body was as tight as a boulder of gold, and it was too late to let go, but he was trapped by the handprints of He Peng's tenfolds. Up the chest.

With one stroke, Shen Ming turned into a human pad, and the floor slab pushed by Peng Peng directly fell into the basement of this haunted house, a horror place covered with white bones.

"Amitabha ..." Peng Peng got up, bowed and bowed to the deep spitting blood in front of his mouth, and almost missed the living spell.

"Bald donkey ... your father and I haven't died yet! Worship your sister!" Shen Ming supported her body and stood up again.