Chapter Thirteen Freddy, Run (2)
To be honest, Freddy was a little panicked.
After all, the dream he had entered before was facing one person, and he had never seen a group of 180 people before.
However, our brother Freddy is still very professional. He is still a childish shadow figure, and this is in a dream.
As I said before, in dreams, Freddy has infinite possibilities. Even if there are so many people, as long as he spreads his fear, let alone one or two hundred people, even one or two thousand people, it is no problem.
So without saying much, Freddy bit his teeth and jumped up suddenly and smashed the crowd fiercely in a posture falling from the sky. In his plan, he caught one and killed him first. As long as the bloody scene spreads, the group of people would be frightened and disintegrated.
Just as I was thinking, I heard a "slap"~ Freddy screamed.
It turned out that when everyone saw this person jumping up and down and rushed towards the crowd, they consciously gave in. Freddy also slapped himself on the ground in a 'four and eight-fork' posture because he used too much force.
Well, this scene is quite ashamed to think about it, but I won’t worry about it anymore.
The crowd around who had just moved out of the way gathered again, and they looked at Freddy for no reason.
"Uh, who is this person?" asked a murderer.
"I haven't seen it before. I was hanged in 1790. I guess it was from your time."
As soon as these words were spoken, several modern murderers came over, but they all expressed that they didn't know each other.
"Is it a newcomer?"
"Maybe, if you look at the face and look at the weapon in your hand, you might also be a dismemberment enthusiast."
In this way, a group of people gathered together and started to discuss.
Freddy felt so uncomfortable, so he didn't understand. Seeing such a terrible environment around him and his terrifying aura, why were these people not afraid at all?
But he couldn't care about so many people. With such a large number of people, he had to spread his fear as soon as possible.
It was a while, and then Freddy pulled her body and immediately straightened her body. Then she inserted her five fingers into the base of the thigh of a strong man who was closest to her!
This time it was too fast, so the discussion in the crowd stopped suddenly
Freddy sneered and thought, sure enough, the best way to build fear is pain and overwhelming violence. Just now, these stupid guys were relying on the large number of people and could not feel the danger. Now, they are so scared that they dare not speak.
However, he was smug at the time of his smugness
"Oh, hahaha-" The man laughed and the strong man who was stabbed into his thigh by Freddy's blade actually laughed.
"Hehe, little brother, you are also a self-harm lover, right?" he asked with a smile.
"Ah?" Freddy was confused.
"Haha, don't be shy." The man said, "I know when I see your face. Soak it in sulfuric acid. We are of the same type. My name is Mill Chetel. I like to harm myself. I usually poke myself at home. Sometimes I can't hold it anymore, so I go outside and poke others. In 1894, I was caught by the British government and shot directly. Well, look at your outfit, I'm a person from the 19th century."
"Uh" Freddy continued to look confused.
But just being covered, I heard a whistling wind, and then my head was punched firmly.
This punch was very heavy and heavy, and it hit Freddy directly. And this punch was exactly what Mill hit.
After the beating, he said with a smile: "You're welcome, the meeting gift. After I was 30 years old, I felt that using a knife was not good. Sometimes I accidentally stab myself to the hospital, so it was more comfortable to use a fist at that time."
As he said that, another punch was made.
就这么的,这家伙打着打着还来瘾了,全然不顾自己大腿上还插着刀呢,就一脸憨厚的骑着弗莱迪,叮咣就是一顿揍啊,一边揍还一边夸弗莱迪的手套做工不错.
Within a minute, Freddy was beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, and she was almost beaten to death. Fortunately, at the last Qingming Festival, she finally got enough energy and pulled out her body.
He couldn't figure out why he encountered such a pervert, but he didn't have time to analyze it. Anyway, there were so many people here, so he had to change his targets quickly.
So he rushed outside the house in a few steps.
The hall was still crowded with people. It seemed that no one understood why they came to such a place, nor did they notice Freddy.
And just then, Freddy found a few women in the crowd and gathered together.
Very well, women and children have always been the best sources of fear. Without further ado, he rushed over quickly, and then five cold and shiny blades were fiercely grabbed by a noble lady in a gorgeous long gauze skirt. Since she was facing her back to her at the moment, the target of this grab was her lower back.
Then, with a "bang" sound, it was like two steels colliding together.
"Hey?" Freddy was stunned for a moment, thinking why was this voice?
And at this moment, the woman also turned her head.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
When Freddy was asked, he didn't know how to answer. You couldn't answer: "Uh, sorry, I'm going to chop you, right?" So he could only look at the other person stupidly.
"Ah, your skirt is broken!" At this time, a girl beside her pointed at her skirt and said.
The woman lowered her head and happened to see Freddy's gloves poking her skirt several holes!
At this moment, Freddy could feel a murderous intent gathering towards him. Then, the woman put her backhand into her skirt, then she took out a machete that was half a meter long with a "swish".
Well, now Freddy finally knew what he had poked just now, but he didn't understand why this woman was dressed so noble, but she had a machete in her waist.
Well, of course he didn't know that the woman's name was Sanna Kathelinpo. In the mid-18th century, she liked to seduce men to marry her, and then dismember her husband with a machete at the wedding. Among the female murderers, she was pretty and civilized, just like chopping people.
And Freddy is so desperate that he has a target again.
Tsk, I said before that Freddy was not lucky, but it was not his fault. After all, no one among the hundreds of people is easy to mess with.
However, after Shanna's voice, everyone in the room gathered.
"What are you doing?"
"Did you bully us Miss Sanna?"
Well, it seems that Sanna is not very popular among the murderers. Anyway, several strong men came to surround Freddy, with big and round waists, some people holding knives in their hands, and some people hanging two strings of bullets as thick as fingers. What's even more crazy is that there is a man with a head hood who actually holds a chainsaw in his hand. Yes, it's the kind of chainsaw that cuts trees.
Freddy's heart was broken and thought, what are you guys doing?
At this time, it seemed that someone came from outside the crowd, and the crowd automatically made way.
The man named "Will" who appeared at the beginning came out, and he saw Freddy in the crowd at a glance.
"Bastard, it turns out to be hiding here." He said, then waved his hand: "Catch him!"
In an instant, all eyes looked at him, and the sound of blades being sheathed around him, and the sound of bullets loading came one after another. The man with a mask holding a chainsaw was also in line with the situation. He shook his big shirt and pulled the chainsaw away with a "buzz" (read the second sound).
Freddy shouted in her heart: "Damn!"
He didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he quickly moved and entered the dream of Old Joey.
Chapter completed!