Chapter 238: Brave the Haunted House

Sitting atop the tower of Disney's Central Castle, Peacock takes a shower to keep himself calm. Looking at his watch, it was only 10 minutes before the last time he gave Shen Ming.

In fact, he was not worried that Shen Ming would be late, but worried about how he would come to him alive? Although the peacock really wanted to break his neck with his own hands, but since the rules of the game have been set, and revenge has also risen to Cheng Dù, who elected the new president, he can't be so hypocritical, he can't kill Shen Ming, and whipping the corpse is not a good way to vent.

At this time, in the rainy night of Disneyland, there are no tourists wearing Mickey hats, but minions with loaded guns, standing in various positions to be on guard. The rain evaporated puffs of green smoke from the various lamps, like a fairyland on earth.

The strange thing is that apart from these minions, the real killers can't be found, and it feels like they've disappeared. At this time, in the area of New Auleans Plaza to the west of Disneyland, two guards with MP5 miniature submachine guns are patrolling in the direction of the haunted house along the strangely shaped street lamps.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a tree branch breaking from behind a garbage can on the side of the road. These two were like reflexes, and immediately aimed their guns at the trash can, one was responsible for breaking the back, and the other slowly stepped forward to check.

When the inspector was only half a meter away from the garbage can, a giant ant the size of a palm climbed up from under the can, and before the inspector could shout, the ant flew up like a grasshopper, grabbed the back of the inspector's neck with a large mouth in the shape of pliers, pulled it down, and fell over the shoulder with one move, knocking it to the ground and fainting directly.

At the same time as the black eye attacked, the other was just about to shoot, when a black shadow jumped from the branch above his head, and a horizontal elbow hit the temple, and his eyes instantly rushed to red, and the guard also fainted to the ground.

After the battle in the bar, Shen Ming has already learned how to deal with these painless monsters, maybe you can't stop their attack by cutting off their legs and feet, but as long as the powerful impact causes the brain to be cut off, it can still stop their actions.

Shen Ming managed to get the two guards in just half a second, threw them directly into the trash can like a treasure chest, and rushed towards the haunted house with black eyes.

At this time, in a pitch-black control room, Ito Tomie, who was facing hundreds of surveillance cameras, smiled and said, "Pay attention, there are two guards in the area of New Aoliang Square who have stopped the operation, our guests should be there, I think the regional head there is Kunpeng, right?" It's good luck to get started..."

Shen Ming quickly rushed into the haunted house called the "Ghost Building" and began his own stealth search. It is a 3-storey European-style classic manor building, and the rooms are covered with cobwebs and old furniture.

It is rumored that avid Disney fans even scattered the ashes of their deceased relatives inside the haunted house to add to its supernatural atmosphere. What's even more terrifying is that some of the skull decorations here are made of real human bones, which were donated by the medical school, on the grounds that early artificial skeleton models were completely unrealistic.

Shen Ming walked inward with the intervener, although he had tried his best to lighten his body, the loose floor still made a creaking sound, and the ghost claws that came out of the cracked walls from time to time were enough to scare the courage of normal people, and it was even more terrifying to enter alone.

But Shen Ming didn't care about these tricks at all, and didn't even have the interest to aim at them, and went straight through the lobby to search upward.

After unscrewing a doorway at the end of the corridor, Shen Ming finally saw a suspicious living person, wearing a Japanese robe, with a planer knife in his hand, and was digging a palm-wide wooden board in his hand with his back to the doorway.

Unexpectedly, the first stop of the donor came to the poor monk, and it seemed that the donor had a relationship with the poor monk. The poor monk has already made a tombstone, I don't know what epitaph the donor wants to engrave? Kunpeng asked without looking back.

Shen Ming raised his hand to shoot a shot, and a 10mm warhead shot out, but at a distance of 5 meters, even the aiming step was omitted. Kunpeng turned around and shook his hand, like a pesky fly, and bounced the warhead away.

The mechanical prosthetic is a hand, and when Shen Ming pulled the bolt and was preparing the rifle, Kunpeng's hand did not let go, and flicked his palm in the direction of Shen Ming, and in the palm of his hand was a 120 mm muzzle.

"Amitabha." The hidden meaning of Kunpeng's sentence should be, "you paralysis..."

Dazzling flames erupted from the black hole, and a round cannonball fired, blasting the place where Shen Ming had just stood into ruins. Shen Ming had already flashed fast enough, but he was still swept away by the explosion wave 3 meters away, the explosion power was at least equivalent to the level of the main tank gun, and Shen Ming crawled up from a piece of wood shards with a disgraced face.

"Old bald donkey... Equip people with 120mm guns, do you really think people are tanks? "Shen Ming ran away, the gap in firepower was too big, and the frontal battle was ineffective.

"Amitabha, how powerful do you think the benefactor who killed my apprentice, Buddha, Dharma and Sangha would be? I think it's just a rat with a shrunken head. Kunpeng sighed and stood up, ripped off a bulging iron ball from the huge chain of Buddha beads on his chest, raised his right arm, opened the magazine, stuffed the beads into it, and fired another shot at the wall.

With a loud bang, Shen Ming was swept out of the corridor on the second floor by the blast that passed through the wall, and hung upside down on the crystal chandelier in the large living room.

"Think you're going to play with the explosion?" Shen Ming casually ripped off the two frag grenades on his shoulder, and threw them straight along the hole in the wall that was still tumbling flames.

"Boom... The explosion was so loud that it blew a hole in one side of the ghostly building, and flames erupted from it.

Kunpeng's big movement when he overtakes is well-known among Sakuraku's top killers, so assassination missions are generally not issued. However, in terms of lethality, among the high-ranking killers, Kunpeng is definitely an out-and-out monster.

This guy is bent on repairing, in order to kill the enlightenment, and he also accepted an apprentice Buddha, Dharma and monk, who is the four-armed door god who watches the door at the Sakuraku headquarters, but it has been demolished by Shen Ming, and later unfortunately hung up during Ito Tomie's second transformation, so naturally this revenge was counted on Shen Ming's body.

Obviously, Peacock is not the only one who came to take revenge today, but Kunpeng also has selfish intentions to send Shen Ming to hell.

"Is the donor only this little bit of money? The poor monk came with the same heart of destining, and the benefactor disappointed the poor monk too much. Stepping on the still burning debris, Kunpeng stepped out of the blasted hole.

In Shen Ming's upside-down perspective, the bald head of the strong man in front of him, not only is his right hand a cannon, his right arm is split into a giant shield, the defense power is MAX, the explosive power of the fragmentation grenade, and he is not even injured by a hair, etc., he seems to have no hair→_→

"Amitabha..."Kunpeng raised his hand and fired another shot, directly smashing the crystal chandelier into scattered diamond-like fragments, and slammed into the middle of the hall on the first floor, raising a large cloud of dust.

And at this moment, outside the ghost building, one of the 4 high-ranking killers is waiting outside, they are Kunpeng's hunting assistants, and their job is mainly to control the prey, just don't let them run to other areas.

In order to become the president, the 12 high-ranking elites must personally take Shen Ming's life, which is also one of the rules of the game.

However, many of the other high-level elites planned to let the younger brother beat Shen Ming to half death and then collect people's heads, no one was as sincere as Kunpeng, and he really did it himself.

While speaking, the tall Kunpeng jumped directly from the corridor on the second floor to the living room, the dust had not yet dispersed, and it was getting more and more intense, no... That's not dust, it's tear gas...

In the dense fog with visibility of only 1 meter, Shen Ming appeared behind Kunpeng wearing goggles and biting a small exhaler in his mouth.

Normally, a short-handled shotgun is a shot if it is against the waist, but the strange thing is that Kunpeng's body shifted half a meter in front of Shen Ming's muzzle, and the iron arm waving backwards was blocked by the shotgun raised horizontally by Shen Ming.

But the reinforced body of the spear was smashed to pieces by Kunpeng's iron fist in front of Shen Ming, and his body flew backwards like a nail pulled up by a hammer, slamming into the old wall.

"Does the donor think that the poor monk is only good at long-range attacks? It's too much to underestimate the poor monk, after all, before the General Staff joined Sakuraku, the poor monk was already the 'bare arm killer' among the top killers. Kunpeng turned his senses with a smile, the pace under his feet was forced, the distance of 3 meters disappeared in an instant, and the waving iron fist blasted towards Shen Ming's head embedded in the wall, and the wall was pierced, but Shen Ming dodged the fatal blow sideways, and only a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his eyebrows.

"Bald sand monk? Are you sure those friends aren't scolding you? Shen Ming stepped on the wall and jumped forward, like a monkey, and with a swift move, the three-horn strangulation clinged to Kunpeng's back, strangling his neck.

Under Shen Ming's arm strength, ordinary people will faint from brain ischemia in 5 seconds at most, and masters will only last 10 seconds at most. But the muscles on the neck of the bald donkey in front of him are as hard as steel, and they are protecting the carotid arteries against Shen Ming's arm.

"If you want to kill the poor monk, donor, your melee skills are really not qualified, why don't you try to reverse the scales?" Kunpeng reminded with a smile.

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

"Full of foul language, let the poor monk send the benefactor to Abi Hell..."Kunpeng suddenly jumped backwards, his whole body tense like a golden boulder, Shen Jing thought it was too late to let go, and he was trapped in his chest by Kunpeng's handprint.

With a thousand pound falls, Shen Ming turned into a human flesh pad, and was pressed by Kunpeng to crash through the floor of the first floor and fall directly into the basement of this haunted house, a terrifying place covered with white bones.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Kunpeng got up and bowed to Shen Ming, who was foaming blood in front of him, and almost didn't recite the mantra of rebirth.

"Bald Donkey...... Your dad isn't dead yet... Worship your sister..."Shen Ming supported his body and stood up again.

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