In the moonlight, a tall figure towered over the camp.

Pale hockey masks, machetes stained with black marks, and a cold malice that radiates all around at all times.

When this man appeared silently, his shadow seemed to distort.

He turned around, looked at the tents all over the ground, raised the knife in his hand, and walked towards a tent.

The breeze picked up, and for a few seconds, the wind blew more and more rapidly, and the clouds drifted in from afar, obscuring the bright moonlight, and then the figure walked towards a tent.

The knife in his hand seemed dirty, but when he cut through the tent, it was silky and silky, and he didn't make any sound.

Then, looking at the sleeping couple and men inside, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed it without hesitation.

It's like chopping a watermelon.

Yikes!

Blood spurted out and landed on the tent, dripping down in a curvy arc.

The figure stood up and walked towards the next target.

But he seems to have certain conditions for looking for a target, because he passed by several tents and did not kill the people inside.

It wasn't until I wandered through several tents that I chose the next lucky person who had stabbed my ghost.

The knife fell, and blood splattered on his body, on his hands and on his mask, making it look full of evil energy.

One ...... after another

He is like a model worker who works hard, does not complain, does not complain, and reaps life diligently.

Yikes!

He gently opened another tent.

It was a man and a woman sleeping together.

But it was clear that the man was much more alert than the others, and when the knife slashed through the tent, he had already opened his eyes, and then grabbed the other man's wrist with both hands when the knife fell.

"Ahh

A scream.

Millie looked at the masked figure in horror, and as the knife got closer and closer to Coulson, her feet slammed into the other's crotch.

The tall figure froze visibly.

Coulson also took the opportunity to push the other party away, and after Milli opened the tent, he rolled out of it.

Fortunately, because of his admiration for Captain America, he usually practices martial arts all the time, and he has always been alert when he sleeps, otherwise they would have been finished just now!

Coulson looked at the tall figure standing up with palpitations, held Millie's hand, and the two shouted loudly as they ran, "Help! Someone's killing someone! ”

In the darkness of the night, the terrible cries were heard far away.

Some people heard the screams and crawled out of their tents, while others cursed and continued to sleep on their stomachs.

The tall man chased after Coulson without saying a word, constantly closing the distance between the two sides, like a beast chasing its prey.

Among those who were alarmed, some of them couldn't help but scream when they saw this scene.

"Jason!"

"That's the legendary murderer Jason!"

"Damn, isn't that a legend?"

"Run!"

"That's a monster! He has been resurrected many times! ”

The calm of the campsite was broken, people began to panic and began to run away!

And Jason still silently chased after Coulson.

Suddenly, Jason threw out the machete in his hand.

Coulson shook Millie away, but he fell to the ground.

Yikes!

The bloodstained machete stuck in the open space between Coulson's legs.

"Hiss......"

Coulson gasped, looked at Jason, who was rushing again, and didn't hesitate, got up and ran.

Just now in the tent, he had already experienced the strange power of the other party, and he knew that he was not an opponent at all.

Jason rushed over, bent down and grabbed the machete, and was about to continue chasing Coulson, but as if attracted by something, he turned his head to look in the direction of the left-hand side, and then strode over.

Coulson, who had been paying attention to the other party's movements, saw that the other party was staring straight in one direction, and his face changed.

"Damn, that's the Kent family's tent!"

Coulson cursed under his breath, his face changing violently.

If it weren't for him, this family wouldn't have come here, and if they were in danger, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life!

Thinking of this, Coulson chased after Jason against the flow of fleeing people.

Mirri watched this scene, screamed loudly, gritted her teeth and chased after her.

At the same time, the Mike family ......

"Dad, it's noisy outside......"

Eric muttered, turned around and hugged Charles beside him, Charles turned around in a daze, almost asleep.

Only when they are sleeping can they see such a harmonious scene.

Clark sat up, listened attentively, his face turned slightly pale, looked at Mike and said, "Dad, the people outside are on the run, it seems that they have killed someone." ”

Mike replied softly, touched Clark's head, and said, "Don't be afraid. ”

Clark nodded, and continued, "I heard someone shouting Jason and saying he was a legendary murderer. ”

Jason......

The corners of Mike's mouth twitched.

He should have thought of it a long time ago!

The crystal-like lake, known as Crystal Lake, was renamed Greenland after Jason's murder.

Syllable!

Mike slapped his head.

If he hadn't recognized Coulson, he would have suspected that the other party had deliberately dragged himself here.

A quick thought flashed through his mind, and Mike pulled out the tent, his heart beating violently, and his eyes shrunk to see the figure rushing towards them in the dark night.

"Clark, don't come out, leave it to me."

Mike turned and smiled, pulling up the tent as Clark looked at him worriedly.

"Whoosh!"

Jason threw the machete in his hand at Mike, who was facing away from him.

"Don't!"

Coulson, who was chasing after Jason, shouted, as if he had seen Mike impaled with a machete.

But......

Mike, however, turned slightly sideways as if he had eyes behind him, grabbed the hilt of the flying machete accurately, and then turned around and threw it at Jason.

Yikes!

With a roar, the machete struck Jason in the chest, causing the onrushing Jason to pause, take a few steps back, and fall to the ground.

Coulson's eyes widened, and he looked at Mike incredulously.

"Yikes!"

Milli, who followed closely, let out a frightened cry and pointed at Jason.

I saw Jason, who was lying on the ground, stood up, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled the knife out of his chest little by little.

The sound of flesh rubbing against metal was unusually harsh, giving Coulson and Millie goosebumps, but Jason, as the person concerned, did not let out even the slightest cry of pain.

Tick, tick......

Blood dripped down the blade of the machete.

There is an unusually oppressive sense of terror.

Coulson and Millie watched in horror.

Mike sighed.

I know that this murderous model worker, the old cadre of Crystal Lake, is not so easy to die.

However, for him, this level is not enough to see.

Mike strode towards Jason, and after a few steps, it was already exploding.

Jason swung his knife and looked at Mike, Mike turned around, and after dodging lightly, the light in his hand flashed, and a dagger was instantly realized, and with his waving arm, it was inserted into the back of Jason's neck.

Jason's body stiffened, and Mike casually embodied a dagger and plunged it into the other man's heart.