Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss

The blood moon is high.

This long closed town is setting off an unprecedented killing feast.

The Archbishop in the black robe was nailed to a cross by silver, and the blood slipped down, bringing only a scream.

"Ah ah!!! ——God - God will sin on you

Jie Jie Jie -

"the God is dead --" and Morris's long sigh and laughter rang out in the hall.

A blonde man stood in front of the Archbishop named Emily, with delight in his blue eyes.

Under the stage, countless believers are sinking into their own evil dreams and begin to kill each other.

Blood has stained the whole villa.

But for a moment, it was a sea of corpses and blood.

Karina uses a fallen dagger to cut the rope from her wrist, and then looks in shock at the tragedy in the hall, not knowing what happened.

Her memory only stops at the moment when she was bloodletting.

"God For me Escort, the devil will fall into hell... " With messy hair and crucified, Emily no longer looks at the demons in front of her and continues to recite her teachings.

The gods she believed in would share her pain.

Looking at such a stubborn Emily, Morris tilted his head and grinned. The next moment, blood was splashing everywhere.

The cross was torn apart, and the blood of sin filled the whole platform.

Emily, who was still talking, was left with a scream and groan.

Karina looked at Emily, who was bound to the cross and began to scream, and the burnt man standing in front of her. She only felt a fear rising from her deepest heart that made her unable to move.

Where is she now?

Is it a dream - or a reality?

Morris turned his head and looked at the frightened blonde with a smile of grace.

Shh - the trial begins.

It's going to be a very grand, never-ending nightmare.

- from "nightmare"

"ooh!"

Busy looking for a place to escape, Zhou Yu accidentally touched the sprained foot, and immediately felt a deep pain, and his forehead was also hurt and sweating.

But it's all tolerable.

Zhou Yu saw that a man with a gun was approaching here. He did not care about the injury on his foot. He picked up a branch scattered by the explosion from the ground and supported himself to go forward.

He needs to hide in the house.

The current situation is very unfavorable to him. I'm afraid there is only one way to stay here.

"Gaga --" the crow's shrill cry came.

As soon as Zhou Yu breathed, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

The scene of the crow falling to the ground came into view, which made Zhou Yu's hands holding the branches full of green veins.

Dead.

Morris left him a gift, dead.

But in such a dangerous situation, Zhou Yu has no time to continue to grieve.

He bit his teeth and dragged his numb leg into the house.

Closing the door, Zhou Yu endured the pain, took out the medicine box beside the porch and hid in the bathroom to deal with the wound.

After tearing off the cloth on his trousers leg, Zhou Yu frowned at a purple lump on his ankle.

Now there is no ice at home for him to cold compress, he can only first emergency treatment, wipe some medicine.

He is not a doctor, and he is not very familiar with the treatment of these wounds, especially this kind of sprain - I just hope there is no bone injury.

He wrapped the wound with gauze to relieve the pain in his feet. Zhou Yu felt the tingling pain on his forehead.

It's a house full of wind and rain.

His forehead was also skinned and bleeding.

Zhou Yu looked at the bloodstain on the palm of his hand. He had to take out the little gauze left and press it on his forehead to stop bleeding.

Bang!!!

The roar of the explosion came again. This time, it was very close. It was almost separated by a wall. The sound was so loud that Zhou Yu's eardrum hurt a little.

Looks like someone shot directly at the house.

Zhou Yu blinked, trying to keep awake.

Dazed by the blood loss on his forehead and the impact of repeated explosions, he could barely hear a heavy footstep entering the house.

The burnt smell of the burning house filled the whole house.

Zhou Yu stood up and stood by the door of the bathroom waiting for someone to come.

He had a knife in his hand, ready to fight to death.

No matter who the comer is, with this merciless killing technique, there must be no good result in his hands.

But he didn't want to die. He didn't wait for Maurice to come back. How could he die like this.The burning fog penetrated through the gap in the door. The strong smell soon made Zhou Yu cough uncontrollably, and his consciousness began to wander.

He quickly soaked the toilet towel, covered his face to resist the smoke.

But it was late, and the man had found his hiding place.

The footsteps stopped in front of the bathroom door.

Zhou Yu frowned. He was staring at the door in front of him. The knife in his hand was shining with sharp light.

Bang -

there was another gunshot and the door of the bathroom was blown open.

Zhou Yu was knocked to the ground by the impact.

"Cough!! Damn it How many bullets does this guy have!

And what kind of gun is this? How can it be so powerful!

In this small town, guns are not rare, but Zhou Yu has never seen such a gun with comparable power.

This extraordinary force is overwhelming.

A tall figure appeared at the door of the bathroom with the broken door panel. The eyes with cold light were full of insensible killing intention.

"Your name is Zhou Yu, aren't you?"

The cold muzzle of the gun was aimed at the weak black haired boy on the ground.

Warren's finger was on the trigger, and his voice was cold enough to drop ice.

"Yes." The young man with black hair and green eyes raised his head and said without expression.

He knew that if he didn't answer, the murderer would really pull the trigger.

Warren looks at this very different cannon fodder character from the original plot and frowns slightly.

He put away his heavy laser gun and replaced it with an anesthetic and gun.

Er!!!

Zhou Yu only saw another gun in the hand of the man who had once hit him. Then he felt numb in his neck and soon fell into a coma.

Roar -

there was a huge explosion in the burning house. It seemed that there were some inflammable materials in it. The fire was very loud and shocking.

With his back to the fire, Valen, expressionless, threw his second, tightly strapped target into the back of the truck and locked the door again.

He looked down at the time on his watch.

It's almost one o'clock.

He needs to speed up.

At noon.

A full council is being held in the quiet villa.

A middle-aged woman with a compassionate face sat on the throne and said in a loud voice, "ladies and gentlemen, I have decided to hold a ceremony tonight to sacrifice the gods."

All the believers sitting on the long table were in an uproar.

"What? But what about the devil? My daughter still can't wake up because of it

A man in a suit stood up and looked at Emily, a woman on the throne, with some excitement.

Emily laughed and said, "don't worry. Your daughter Annie will be freed tonight. The blood of the son will save her."

The man in a suit and a suit said suspiciously, "son? Where is the son from

"Archbishop, you have not told us the truth until now. What is the matter with that demon? We are now entangled with it. Only your necklace can save us temporarily. However, can we only rely on such a necklace all our life? "

Another believer began to refute, and the rest of the believers also looked at the Archbishop on the throne in silence.

After all, since the last fire, they are really afraid of this ritual.

In addition, since then, they have been entangled by the demons in the dream, and the believers who are deeply in fear have shaken their religious belief in the gods.

Emily's smile froze for a moment, then she put on a smile and said, "of course not. After this sacrifice, the devil will disappear forever, and we will never have to be afraid."

"As for the son of God, he is the most suitable person that I had a hard time finding."

The best friend of her son, who should have been in hell forever, could not have been more appropriate.

"His blood will wash away the curse of the devil, and then everything will come to an end."

"Believers, don't be bewildered by demons. The gods are always protecting you. I just hope you don't let the gods down."

Emily looked sad and prayed devoutly.

Seeing this situation, several believers who had shaken their faith immediately showed a look of extreme shame.

There was a flash of light in Emily's drooping eyes, and then she said, "tonight is the day of judgment."

"Everything will be judged in the end."

Al, a white haired man sitting in the corner, clenched the pen that had been put in his palm to play with.

The plot is changing more and more. The situation is not good."Jie Jie Jie Jie -- is it?" A hoarse voice sounded in this spacious conference room, full of malice.

"Then I will also begin my trial. So, let's start from now on, and you will not be delayed to hold the trial in the evening - Jie Jie Jie!"

Wanton and rampant laughter reverberated over the room and penetrated into the hearts of everyone who was afraid.

"How could this be..." Al accidentally pinched the pen in the palm of his hand, showing an incredible expression of horror.

Emily's necklace has not been contaminated by the blood of the owner, so Morris should be afraid of it.

It seems that Morris is is more powerful than the original plot

Al was sitting in his seat with his head down so that people couldn't see his face. It was just that his hands, which were clasped tightly together, showed a violent fluctuation in his heart.

He felt that the mission was more dangerous than auspicious.

"Before the trial, let's play a game." Morris reappeared with a banter voice, accompanied by people's screams.

"No! ——Let us out of here The believers in suits were pounding the door of the conference room.

However, the door, which was not locked, seemed to have been welded to death, and could not be opened no matter how he slapped it.

"Oh, it seems that someone wants to quit the game halfway?"

Morris sounded with a little surprised voice, and other flustered believers immediately approached the door full of hope, hoping to be allowed to quit the "game.".

Bang - a blast.

One of the man's entrails was missing, and one of the man's body was splashed with blood.

"Ah, ah, ah

"Help! help! Come on

"Come on! Call the police! Come on

The screams reverberated through the conference room, making people feel numb in their eardrums, but no one could control their voices in such a situation.

Everyone is screaming, hoping to release their fear in this way.

"Jie Jie Jie ~ you can't quit. This is a game of life or death. Am I right? Mother "

hearing the speech, Emily, who was sitting on the throne and praying silently, opened her eyes and said in a loud voice," everyone, don't be bewitched by demons! We are believers of God! It can't hurt us! "

The confused believers gradually quieted down and looked at the calm Archbishop Emily.

"As long as we work together, we won't get hurt." Emily held up the necklace in her hand. As many times before, the necklace began to shine with a strange black color.

Just this time, it's a little different.

A burnt man appeared behind Emily with sharp claws piercing her chest and abdomen.

"Ah!!! ——Don't Can... " Emily opened her bloodshot eyes and her face was full of disbelief.

The black hand gripped Emily's neck, so that she could no longer utter the demagogues.

The necklace in her hand also fell to the ground, no longer shining.

Morris's dark blue eyes turned to Emily, with a smile on her face, gloomy and terrifying.

"My dear mother, it is better for you to be the witness of the game and the trial."

"Well, let me see, where would you like to sit?" Morris looked at the fear in the eyes of this once cold and heartless woman, and his smile became more wild. "It's better to be there, with the best vision."

Morris looked at the cross on the wall opposite the conference room.

The next second, Emily appeared on the wall of the conference room.

Her hands and feet were pierced with silver nails, showing a sacrificial posture. The blood flowed ceaselessly and became a pool of blood under the cross.

Her abdomen was also pierced with silver, revealing her bloody internal organs.

"Well, the witnesses are ready. What about the players in the game? Are you ready? " The man with golden hair narrowed his blue eyes, revealing a ferocious smile.

The trembling believers were stunned to see the Archbishop hanging on the wall and howling, and their spirits were on the verge of collapse.

The author has something to say: Thank you for beiyeye, yingfeicaohama, windy, Sasaki Kishi and sister Jiuwei for their mines. Thank you for your mines. I love you!

Thanks for the little angel's nutrient solution. Thank you ~

Little Theater:

Zhou Yu's illusion: I can kill you!

Bang - (being shot open the door)

Zhou Yu: (without expression) Oh, this hanging is forced to open.

An illusion of the samsara team: (hold the gun) we can fight back!(after being cut off melons and vegetables)

many samsara: (without expression) damn it! Boss is on! Spicy chicken is the God!

God: (blowing hair) what's the matter with me!

Future world consciousness: (eyes glowing green) you appear again, Lord God.

In the future, put on my new caviar and smile with kindness