The townsfolk don't want the reincarnators alive!

For the few words revealed by Craig, the reincarnators were once again puzzled.

What do you mean by that? Let's make it clear! Otherwise......" Martin waved a fist as big as a clay pot and looked at Craig aggressively, with a posture that he was about to use force to suppress the disagreement.

"If you can, Mr. Martin, please put down your fists first, and we may be able to wait until Craig finishes his words?" A calm female voice stopped Martin's eagerness.

It was a blonde woman in a black robe among the Jews who said this, and the remaining Jews tacitly surrounded the woman so that she would not be exposed to everyone's gaze. It is hard to imagine that the shrewd and feudal Jews would put the treasure on a woman and make a woman their temporary leader.

Even with a robe as a cover, Craig, who has read countless women, can still see that there is a delicate figure hidden under the woman's robe, convex and backward.

"And Craig, what do you mean by that? We don't seem to have much interaction with the people in the town, so why wouldn't they want us to live? We don't have a direct relationship with the townspeople, do we? Even if there were, it wouldn't be to the point where poisoning would kill people, right? The woman said, staring at Craig steadfastly, as if confident that Craig would answer her question.

Looking at the woman in front of him with interest, Craig didn't continue to sell off, "Because they don't want Freddy to come back, they don't want to feel the pain of losing their child anymore!" Fear is the bread that Freddy feeds on, and if those of us who provide Freddy die, Freddy will be banished back to hell once again.

At both ends of the scale, on one side is your beloved child, and on the other side is an unrelated foreigner, which end do you think the center of gravity of the balance will tilt toward? From what we know so far, the security force of Elm Street is almost zero, and all the channels to contact the outside world have been cut off, and it is not too difficult for the locals to make our group of outsiders disappear without realizing it, and there is not the slightest worry.

In short, if you kill us, the demons can return to Hell and return to this town in peace, do you think this reason is enough for the townspeople to poison us outsiders? ”

"There's an obvious loophole in your words, since fear is Freddy's sustenance, but with so many people on Elm Street, it's definitely not just us outsiders who are afraid of Freddy, aren't those people also providing Freddy with food for fear? So even if we were to kill all of us, we wouldn't be able to bury Freddy and send him back to hell, would we? Martin noticed the loophole in Craig's words and sneered and retorted.

Craig glanced at Martin in surprise, obviously a little surprised that Martin could see the holes in his words, "I have to say Mr. Martin, you still have a little bit of water in your head besides muscles. And that's all, of course! ”

Craig continued to explain in a slightly mocking tone, "It's true that there aren't many people in the whole of Elm Street who know and fear Freddy, but you're clearly missing the most important point! The townspeople almost all tacitly ignored Freddy's burned house, and the road in front of the house was obviously the closest road to the town's entrance, but some people would rather take a detour than take a shortcut. Tell me why?

I'll tell you why, they're afraid, they're afraid, they're hiding from that house! Because once you enter the burned house, you will become the prey of Freddy's targeting, and at the same time, only the people who enter this house can continue to provide Freddy with the power of fear and make him stronger and stronger.

And even more unfortunately, all of you here, we've all entered that house, so we're all Freddy's prey!

It's not just Freddy who wants to torture us in his dreams and restore our fears to his strength. The townsfolk don't want us alive either, and only by killing us before Freddy can he regain his strength can Freddy return to Hell......"

"Bang!"

Before Craig's words were completely finished, the closed door was violently kicked open, and several half-sized young men rushed into the room with guns in their hands, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at everyone in the room, and the scene was controlled at once.

One after another, the townsfolk with all sorts of weapons poured in through the doorway, and in a few moments they filled the large room, as if they didn't want the reincarnators to recognize their identities, and they all covered their faces with masks.

Snow White masks, pumpkin masks, witch masks, Superman masks, hockey masks, and even Bumpman......

Craig's gaze swept over these people one by one, there were men and women, old and young, there seemed to be a lot of people in the whole town who participated in this operation, and the leader of this group of people, the man with Zorro's mask, Craig recognized it at first sight, and the man led by him was the owner of the inn where the reincarnators temporarily lived.

The innkeeper who was still smiling at the reincarnators before no longer had the slightest smile on his face at this moment, replaced by a solemn face, and his tone was very solemn, as if he was a high judge, pronouncing the fate of the reincarnators, "I'm sorry, you are just strangers who have traveled here, logically speaking, you should not have been implicated, but who let you walk into the house cursed by the devil by yourself, for the peace of the entire Elm Street, I can only give up on you, please all die!" ”

"Ahh Martin spat at the innkeeper with a mouthful of old phlegm.

Seeing that the big old black in front of him was pointed at the head with a gun and dared to resist like this, the fiery temper of several young men with guns immediately came up, and they punched and kicked Martin.

Craig, who was pointed at gunpoint, didn't show much panic, he calmly asked the innkeeper: "So, Nancy sent us the dream pill, you added the ingredients, right?" ”

The innkeeper shook his head, he didn't want to answer Craig's question, and he didn't plan to continue to leave time for these strangers, so he directly killed everyone in front of him, so that Freddy would lose the strength to continue to do evil, lest he have too many dreams at night and something would go wrong.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger in his hand, a sharp machete with a bitter cold wind raised high behind him......