Chapter 1416: Death is coming (2)

Chapter 1416, Death is coming (2)
"...this is the police officer."
At the entrance to the town hospital, Mr. Smith briefly talked to the police officer who came to ask... This is nothing more than a question about the height and age characteristics of the missing child.
"Don't worry, Mr., the law and order here has been very good, you know, the child will have nothing." The police officer quickly gave up and then left.
Mr. Smith is not worried about Joe at this time, but because he really can't leave the hospital - otherwise he may have been driving in the car and constantly looking for Joe's whereabouts in the town.
At this time, he even had the fear of not going back to the operating room. If the operation failed, it would be a pain he could not bear for a lifetime.
Mr. Smith stretched his nose and pinched his nose. No matter what, he had to - just at this time!
"Hey--!"
Mr. Smith heard such a voice, as if he was calling him, as if he was behind him, he subconsciously turned around and saw a man in a white shirt with long hair - he brought Holding a pair of white gloves.
White gloves, this is Mr. Smith's most impressive impression, his brain is remembering this deep moment, but at the same time, a loud smashing sound is also ringing behind Mr. Smith - he just Turned around.
It was a flower pot that fell from the upstairs - the flower pot had apparently become a piece of debris, the soil was scattered all over the place, and even Mr. Smith's shoes covered a lot of mud.
Originally, this flower pot should be in the middle of his talent, if not suddenly someone shouted at him - Mr. Smith could not help but feel a cold sweat, he could not even imagine his wife in the operating room, and their own In the case that his son Joe is missing, if he is caught in this pot, what will the family look like.
"Listen to me, you not only saved my life, but also saved a broken family."
The continuous blow has almost ruined Mr. Smith's spirit. The feeling of this danger even made his voice hoarse. He couldn't help but hold his eyes. "I don't know... I really don't know... I don't know. How do you say... you know, I originally had a very happy family, but..."
He finally cried out and looked at the man who might have just saved his life. "Actually, I just want to thank you very well... but I don't know why... it will become like this... I didn't think I will cry out... At least this time, I shouldn’t cry, sir... So, what I really want to say is, thank you, thank you very much!

The man in front of him went to Mr. Smith, then took out a paper towel and handed it to him. "I think you need this, sir."
"Thank you, thank you very much."
The collapse of emotions was only an instant thing, and Mr. Smith quickly recovered. "I think I have to go back. The people inside are still waiting for me... At least I need to be by their side. Forgive me for not being able to thank you. ...Please tell me your name and place, I will thank you very much."
"No," he shook his head. "Come to where you should go, maybe it's still too late."
He didn't even explain what it was - but Mr. Smith seemed to understand the meaning of the other party... Mr. Smith hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Before leaving, Mr. Smith suddenly asked: "Have we seen it somewhere before? I always feel where I have seen you and heard your voice."
"No, we have never really seen it, sir," he said with a smile.
"first name?"
"Prin."
Mr. Smith nodded. He turned and walked into the hospital... He had a feeling. Maybe with this man named Pring, there will be opportunities to meet again. When you get there, thank you very much.
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Until Mr. Smith walked into the hospital, he... Pulin slowly vomited, then slowly turned and looked up at the night sky.
A cold light was wiped directly from the teacher's side, and then a deep crack was drawn behind him - but no sound was made.
Teacher Purin reached out and touched his cheek - it was actually cut when the cold light was wiped, and there was a wound, but the wound was not bleeding, but the gray mist.
A trace of fog slowly rose from the teacher's wound, and then the wound closed a little... From the beginning to the end, Pu Lin did not care about the injury, he still silently looked at the night sky, watching The location when the attack came.
A figure landed above the night sky, carrying a slender knife, and carrying a dress child on his shoulder... Nero!
"Oh, meet again, Mr. Death."
At the moment of landing, Nero even threw Joe's body out—it was like throwing out a piece of and throwing it to the teacher's body.
When Joe's body showed his true face in front of Teacher Purin because of the rolling, the original calmness of Teacher Purin finally had a slight change.
His eyes even became extremely fierce in a flash.
"It’s a really nice look." Nero suddenly showed a happy smile. "This time, you won't let you escape. - Mr. Death."
Teacher Purin quietly looked at Nero, for a while, "It's you... I have already reminded you, I hope you don't get close to the Smith family."
"People are bored, little brother." Nero blew a very whistling whistle at this time. "This looks very handsome. Last time, if you used this to brush my feelings, people can consider letting you brush. Within three percent 哟~"
"What did you do to Joe." Teacher Purlin frowned at the moment. "Why is his soul missing?"
"What soul?" Nero made a look around. "Where is it? Why didn't I see it? Death Oba, come and tell people... Oh?"
Recalling Nero's is a gray figure - it is like a tribute to the cold light of the magic knife.
There was a deep wound on her arm... but there was still no outflow of blood - it was able to hurt herself, and as early as in the short-lived abandoned warehouse, Nero had already experienced [Death] Mr.] some of the abilities.
So she is not surprised that she will be hurt - she is surprised that this [Mr. Death] is significantly faster than the last time...maybe only because this time is not the attitude of the animal, but Is it personally in person?
Nero turned around with interest and didn't even care about the wound on his arm—Prince's eyes had a light blue flame flowing in it—and on his forehead, there was also The group's light blue flames, as well as a huge sickle.
His gaze is no longer approachable. His gaze is more like a who overlooks the beings... but even so, he does not have all the characteristics of [the gods].
"It’s finally going to be really awkward... Mr. Death!" Nero’s eyes twitched in an instant, her mouth cracked open, and she made a sly laughter – crazy laughter.
Lifting the knives and slashing the knives, the arm is like a never-ending machine, repeating a single straight movement in a continuous and frantic manner, accompanied by her screaming voice!
"Ha ha ha ha - hahaha!! Not enough, not enough! Just a little faster! Mr. Death!! Come again!!"
It's like a mad warrior with a tireless look.
At this moment, Mr. Purin faced Nero’s attack speed as if he did not raise the limit. He just swung a black scythe with a small movement. When the sickle was waving, it was like a shield...not an understatement, but always able to Keeping up with Nero's speed and blocking her continuous attacks.
"Battle, is it so happy for you?" Teacher Purin suddenly asked, "Are you born for fighting?"
"[Mr. Death], I have said it several times, you can't brush my feelings~" Nero's shot speed didn't even slow down, but it became more and more crazy - even though her face was exposed at this time. It is cute.
Teacher Pu Lin suddenly stirred the sickle in his hand, and then swayed... This time, Nero was forced to retreat directly - Nero blinked a bit in a strange way - this [Mr. Death] is really able to give Surprise.
"But you don't need to be in battle now." Teacher Purin shook his head. "On your body, I saw something else... Maybe you can't call it now, but you already have It is something that is only available as a person, so..."
Quietly, the knives broke through the limits of the speed that Prince Jackson could achieve, and stayed directly above his neck—and Nero’s cold eyes.
But Teacher Purin doesn't mean it, "...so even if you don't fight anymore, you can already look for something else - what are you afraid of?"
"Fear of boredom~" Nero said with a smile - along with this smile, she is doing the bloodiest thing!
The blade of the knives grew a dense jagged tooth in a moment - these serrations began to turn rapidly... like an electric serrated knife, so began to saw the teacher's neck!
Flesh and blood!
But for a moment, Prince's head was finally sawn - his head had fallen to the ground, but his body did not fall, still holding a huge black sickle standing.
Nero glanced up and looked at it - you didn't know that she was a temporary prank, or was in a cautious heart, she lifted her leg directly, kicking Prince's head into the night sky!
Until the eyes were no longer visible, Nero stretched out – but at the moment she turned, Teacher Purin stood behind her... unscathed.
"Hey? I really hacked you to death... It doesn't matter."
Nero blinked curiously. She didn't even feel terrified because of the good appearance of Teacher Purin. More is just... interest. "So you said [Mr. Death] Are you immortal?

"You, it's not the same." Teacher Purin said indifferently: "But there is no real immortality in the world...not to die, just because its time has not arrived, or conditionally wirelessly extended the time of existence."
Somehow, when the words of Teacher Purin had just fallen, he once again saw the other side of the white-haired girl in front of him - or the third face.
Different from what I showed before, or crazy or innocent... At this time, she looks so serious - she didn't turn into a hippie smile to hide her face, and she still could show her innocent smile when she was awkward. ...Prince teacher felt very pure killing in the other person's body.
"[Mr. Death] is very sorry." Nero unexpectedly became polite... Courteous as if it was someone else, "Although I am very happy that you have brought me fun, I am really worried about it." There is such a day...you will find the conditions in the so-called [conditional], thus destroying the existing things."
The 阎 knives suddenly changed a new change in Nero's hand... It was directly integrated into Nero's body, and then different blades were directly ejected from Nero's elbows, knees, and butterfly bones on the back.
Teacher Purin suddenly felt a bad thing... This is a huge threat to him like never before - if it was before the destruction.
"I am... really satisfied with the present life." Nero, who was merged with the sorcerer's knife, swung his hands at both hands... The hands and arms also turned directly into sharp sharp edges, "So for you like this [Understanding people], I really hate it... I hate it!"
Perhaps it was just an illusion, but in this moment, Mr. Purin saw the white-haired girl behind him, with a huge, screaming face like a myriad of evil spirits.
Except for screaming, it seems that nothing has become hungry... Even Mr. Purin can feel the loss, fear... despair in it.
"It turned out that this is the real you..." Teacher Purin muttered to himself... Facing Nero at this time, he took a deep breath and instantly inserted the black sickle in his hand, then... unlocked White gloves above his hands.
At the moment when his hands emerged from the gloves, a glimpse of the gray mist slowly spread out... bringing death.
At this moment, with the teacher of Purin as the center, the breath of death is so scented—the grass on the ground, the tree next to it, the small insect crawling on the ground...all of these things are either withered or dead... !
"This is not enough." Nero said with a blank expression: "The last time my knife has swallowed you half... Now it is just like this, I will kill you with a knife, but I specially developed it to deal with Dazhe. What about Ouba?"
Teacher Purin naturally does not know who Dazhe Ouba is, but instinctively feels that this will be another very troublesome guy.
He took a deep breath and reached out from the bag and took out the book that had been placed by his side since birth - they called it the [Devil Bible]!
(End of this chapter)