Chapter 2279: Happy home

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While talking to his teammates, Su Ming kept holding the Great Sword of Night in his hands until after five minutes, Bobo had checked the body in the basement before the mercenary put away his weapon.
"It looks like God is more scumbag than I thought. He doesn't even care about the killing of his son." The death knell's tone revealed a little regret.
Bobo took off the disposable medical gloves and threw them aside. Then he took out strong alcohol to wash his hands and disinfect, his face was full of discomfort:
"It's disgusting here. It officially replaced Maggie Ken's fun dungeon, occupying the first place in the most filthy and unclean place in my heart. The bodies of these women have been dead for at least three months, and they are still suffering from that one after another. Idiot insult, you made him die too easily."
"Oh, I can't see that you little orangutan has such a side. Are you filled with righteous indignation?" Bobo left his feet off the ground when he finished speaking, and was grabbed by Hallie like a doll: "What? You think too. Are you a righteous policeman? May I introduce you to Gotham?
"No, I don't want to go to the lunatic asylum!" The little detective struggled.
With Hallie interrupting, Su Ming doesn't have to calm the sudden emotion of the orangutan. He put away his weapon and looked at the two angels on the side.
"What do you think now?"
The thin man didn’t laugh anymore. He took his friend’s fat hand and said seriously:
We should probably go to hell, because the heaven now is no longer the one in our hearts. It hides dirt and dirt, it’s full of decay. Can't see any kindness."
"Yes, since the cold performance appraisal started, we have long wanted to do it." The fat man also gritted his teeth and said viciously: "If we weren't afraid of being destroyed in the past, we would have long..."
"Very well, you have finally seen the decadence of class, so the next thing will be much easier." Su Ming smiled and put the two shoulders on the shoulders, and put two heads, one large and one small, close to his face: "Originally, I thought about whether to stun you or not, but it doesn't seem to be necessary, so I will just say that we are going to kill God next."
"Is it because of his plan to destroy the world?"
The thin man seems to be smarter.
Since he had emotions and expressions, he has evolved like a genetic lock.
The death knell looked at the holy killer, and the other side looked at him calmly. Both mercenaries chuckled, but only the outsider answered:
"Yes, it is true. I also know why God wants to destroy the world, because he thinks the world today is too plain and meaningless, so he wants to blow up the universe and reshape it himself."
"Are you restarting to create the world again?" Bobo didn't know how to tossed by Hallie, but now he calmed down. He was carried in his hand and did not struggle. Instead, he took out his pipe and thought: "How do we always Did you meet such a lunatic? So did Barbatos, and so did Perpetua. Now there is another mad clone of God. It’s so fun to restart the world?"
The torches on the wall made a burning crackling sound. Some ashes fell on the corpse pile in the corner. Su Ming simply took out a molotov cocktail and threw it over to help the poor women cremation. This is the free help of mercenaries. The limit.
He looked at the burning flame and shook his head slightly:
"You also missed a Laughing Bat. If my guess is correct, Laughing Guy also intends to restart the multiverse. He just doesn't know the specific conspiracy."
"We don't understand what you are saying, but we..." The fat and thin angel looked at each other again and said in unison: "We don't want this world to be destroyed!"
The death knell patted them on the shoulders and said with satisfaction: "You are becoming more and more like human beings. This is great. It just so happens that my goal also coincides with your wishes. I can help you. The human world has never been perfect. Yes, but this is where we live. It shouldn't be controlled by any gods. Humans should be decided by themselves."
The holy killer cast an appreciative look upon hearing this, but Hallie rolled her eyes concealedly, knowing that the death knell was starting to lie again.
It is said that humans will solve everything by themselves. In fact, the ‘ordinary human’ mentioned here is him.
"Don't say so much, where is the God?" The holy killer coughed, and he pressed his revolver: "Your trap has fallen through. He didn't come."
"My whole plan is progressive. Although I tried to jump some of the steps failed, it would not affect the overall strategy." Su Ming let go of the two angels, threw a cigar to each of them as a reward, and turned around. Going to the corpse of the Saint Son over there: "Strangulate!"
The sea of ​​black tentacles erupted from him again, swimming towards the corpse of the Son like a thousand poisonous snakes. It did not want to read the memory of an idiot. This time, it was to obtain some bones and flesh and blood.
The scene looked like a slaughter of livestock. After a few seconds of strangling, he took the head of the son back. He was very happy when he died, and his demented smile remained there.
Su Ming asked the angel again to hold the cookie jar in his arms, unscrewed the lid, and threw Shengzi's head in.
Now he has collected two Messianic concepts, only the last God himself, and then it is time to use the trinity connection of the Father, Son, Holy Spirit.
Just knock on the flesh and blood of the Saint Son with Creation, and feel it carefully, you should be able to feel the faint resonance, like someone in a distant place gently swaying his nerves through an invisible thread, and the X metal skeleton is enlarged. This rhythm...
"Found it, come with me."
He threw the jar at the thin man, took off the magic floating cloak behind him, and signaled everyone to start again.
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West Coast, Los Angeles.
This can be said to be the most developed place in the entertainment industry in the United States. Many people dream of entering Hollywood. Every year, it is unknown how many men and women arrive in the City of Angels with their dreams.
But there are very few people who can realize the dream of an actor. Many people can only go to the San Fernando Valley next door to Hollywood.
There is a well-known base for'emotional action movies' in the United States, and many'teachers' well-known to people all over the world haunt here. Therefore, there is also competition no less than that of the film industry~EbookFREE.me~ Some people want to be Porn stars are not going to be popular. Due to their livelihoods, they can only do simpler business, which is to go to a shop with red lights at night and lie down and make money.
Customers have different tastes, some like to look down on others, and some like to be looked down on.
At this moment, in a shop decorated like a dungeon, in a room with various instruments of torture hung on the wall, a man dressed as a dalmatian, got into a cloth bag and lay down. He wagged his tail at the queen on the ground, and desperately licked the bright black leather boots.
"Wow! I beg the queen to punish the dog!"
He made a humble and perverted plea, and sobbed like a real dog, eagerly drooling.
The woman in the tight-fitting leather jacket smiled contemptuously and kicked him sharply before squeezing her throat pretendingly, "Is this what you can ask for? Really cheap! Who asked you to talk?"
"Wow! Woo!" The man in the dog suit languished.
But this is just a difference in gameplay. He is a consumer after all, and women are just acting on occasion. He knows that he will get what he wants. This is why he thinks the world is meaningless!
Isn't it boring to even be abused... Let's destroy this world.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, something unexpected happened in the next second. The steel door of the dungeon was kicked and hit against the wall, and a red light spot gleamed in the smoke and dust at the door. Glow.
At the same time, a husky and gloomy male voice sounded: "LAPD! Hold your head in your hands and get down, lies on the left, the dog lies on the right, and neither boy nor woman lies in the middle!"
The man in the Dalmatian tights feels that he has been targeted. He is both and a dog. What should I do?