Seeing the "disc" on Othello's chest that was emitting a ghostly light, the monsters present were stunned, even heretical creatures of their level could hardly survive such close contact with a nuclear explosion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, even in such a situation, the executioner remained very calm. I saw him standing in place without even moving, and the voice coming from under the mask even carried a trace of pity:

"That's it, that's your hole card? I thought you'd pull out some big dick......"

Seeing that the executioner was unmoved, Othello took a step back in horror and continued to threaten in a low voice: "You'd better not come, or I'm going to detonate!" ”

While Othello spoke, Frankenstein stood up and patted the dust on his military coat, still with his usual cold look: "You're done." ”

"Don't be ......stubborn," Othello said as he wanted to start the countdown of the reactor in his chest and intimidate the two in front of him, but suddenly found something and froze in place.

"You think I'm going to give you a chance to blow yourself up?" The executioner smiled.

-- If it is far enough away, Othello's "portable nuclear bomb" can still pose a little threat. The only mistake of that guy was to get within five meters of the executioner, and he stayed in this space controlled by Zhang Luo for a while.

During this time, Zhang Luo had already analyzed all the secret weapons hidden in that guy's body, and by the way, he had abolished the controller of the reactor, and now no matter how hard Othello tried, it was impossible for the reactor on his body to explode!

Realizing that his last "killer feature" had lost its effect, Othello did not hesitate for too long, turned around and ran without saying a word, and only ran two steps before he stumbled over some invisible obstacle and fell on the ground in embarrassment.

"Hmm......"

Before the white-haired man could stand up, the emaciated executioner had bent down beside him, reached out and grabbed him by the hair, and lifted the poor creature up.

"Hello?"

From under the smiling clown mask, there is a strange sound of yin and yang.

Zhang Luo looked at the other party's face distorted by pain at close range, the frightened man obviously didn't realize that the executioner in front of him had already been transferred, and it was not the monster who stood on the same front as him just now.

"Let go of my ......," Othello howled in despair.

"No, no, no, you have caused so much trouble to the executioners, and you still want to get out of here alive?" Zhang Luo laughed and quietly sent a message to Frankenstein.

Witnessing a scene in the hall, the heretical creatures sitting outside the conference hall fell into a mysterious silence once again. For these monsters who are focused on killing and have not very bright brains, the continuous "plot reversal" is beyond the scope of their poor brains, and their consciousness has also entered a temporary state of death......

While the monsters attending the meeting were still stunned, Frankenstein walked up to the executioner, stretched out his white right hand and pressed it on the "mind control machine" on Othello's body, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a dark red light.

"Start parsing." She said.

"This is my result...... I won't let you take it away! ”

Othello, who was still dying, let out an angry roar again, but unfortunately it didn't work, under the space operation of the "executioner", he couldn't even destroy the small control terminal on his arm.

"Everything about you is taught by me." Frankenstein continued to stare at Othello's broken right arm without raising his head, focusing his gaze on the outer shell of the brown machine.

As she was analyzing the data, she heard a dull roar from the direction of the black iron wall outside the room, and a group of tall green-skinned monsters that looked like large lizards walking upright poured into the conference room.

These ugly soldiers, raising their strange guns in the shape of toilet plugs, aimed at the executioner and Frankenstein in the center of the venue from all sides at the same time.

"Don't move! Put down the person in your hand! One of the lizards roared in demonic language.

"We seem to be surrounded." Zhang Luo didn't look back, but turned slightly sideways to Frankenstein and asked, "Okay?" ”

"Parsing complete."

A smile appeared on the girl's little face, and under the gaze of Othello, she used a multi-purpose saber in her right hand to rudely pry open the shell of the mind control machine, cut off a red thread inside, and attached it to a chip next to it.

Seeing Frankenstein's transformation and Othello, who built the machine with his own hands, he naturally knew very well what she had done, and struggled with all her strength again, shouting: "Stop! ”

Before he finished speaking, the machine on his arm lit up with a green indicator light, and an invisible energy field burst out from the miniature control terminal, instantly sweeping the entire venue, and then-

Syllable!

One of the lizardmen soldiers threw away the gun in his hand, and the fierce light in his orange eyes suddenly disappeared, turning into a "fool" with a dull gaze.

The other soldiers who surrounded the venue also lost their armor almost at the same moment, like **vertical dolls, and turned around and walked to the outside of the venue.

"I'm sorry, we had a lot of accidents in this meeting, and we can't continue in this situation, so let's discuss the action strategy next time, and everyone can leave." Zhang Luo continued to use a steady and credible tone, a serious nonsense.

"Oooh......"

The participants of the meeting, who were also affected by the mind control machine, did not directly become fools like the lizardman soldiers, and the original overflowing killing intent was still much weaker. One by one, they obediently left their seats and left through the small door behind them - just go through the space door when they entered, and they can return to the entrance they used to come, and leave the venue quickly and easily.

"Okay, that's fine."

Seeing that all the members of the meeting left the venue, Zhang Luo nodded with satisfaction, and smashed a fist into Othello's face, beating the guy so much that he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Since they didn't yet know where the "body" of the mind control machine was hiding, Othello was still of some use. Zhang Luo didn't deal with him directly, but planned to take this person away together.

"I'll prepare the portal." Frankenstein said as he began to quickly set up the unstable portal.

The executioners' guys obviously want to execute the two leaders of the Strange Tales Research Society in the meeting, and the space door in the conference room they are in is naturally closed, and if you want to leave this ghost place, you can only use the space door that comes with it.

"In that case, we are going to say goodbye to the 'executioner' once and for all." Looking at the petite figure that was preparing the portal, Zhang Luo asked, "Don't you regret it?" ”

"The executioner has fallen." Frankenstein said in all seriousness.

"That's true." Zhang Luo agreed.

His previous foreboding became a reality in this meeting, and the camp of executioners, which could barely be counted as the "righteous side" of the monster war, had become the same evil monster organization as the conquerors, if not worse, after the baptism of paradise.

In the wake of this murky meeting, the Executioners' camp will undoubtedly remove the Strange Tales from the organization, and even see the Strange Tales Research Society as an enemy that must be eliminated. But......

Zhang Luo was still very happy to think that the Strange Talk Research Society would finally no longer be bound by the instructions from the "executioner", but could completely stand on its own.

He casually threw Othello's body at his feet and rubbed his hands with great interest:

"We're finally free...... If those guys dare to find fault, I'll show them a real 'hell'. (To be continued.) )