Elm Street turned into Afghanistan overnight.

The news of Jason, the Crystal Lake Killer, coming to town, quickly spread throughout the town.

Along with the panic came a large number of "soldiers", all of whom patrolled with guns, their index fingers on the triggers, the safety bolts of their guns opened, and their eyes sharpened, and it could be seen that they were all seasoned fighters.

Police cars also walked slowly back and forth around Elm Street around the clock, and a close look at the license plates revealed that several police cars were coming from neighboring towns.

There was even a Black Hawk helicopter hovering low in the sky, and looking down from the Black Hawk helicopter's angle, a large number of soldiers had divided the entire town into neat squares and were searching for it one by one.

Elm Town Hospital.

Zhou Zhou was lying on the hospital bed, his whole body was bandaged. The shaman sat on the edge of the bed with him; Greenton stood by the window and watched as a policeman walked slowly.

"This should catch Jason, and I don't believe that the machine gun can't kill Jason." Greenton said to himself, "It's a pity, Denis died so miserably, I can't hold out until that time." The guy's head was cut in half, and he couldn't even scream. His mother must have been very sad to find out. ”

The Shaman and Greenton contacted the Order while they were still at the police station, and the Order responded immediately, mobilizing a large number of mercenaries to arrest Jason and seeking cooperation with the local police, and now, the Elm Police issue a brief press conference every two hours to update them on the situation.

"By the way, according to the division of the organization, what level of monster should this Jason be? Can you surpass Carrie's A rank? Greenton was curious: "I think Carrie is more powerful." Being able to float out of thin air and tear you in half before you even get close to her, you don't need to do so many small moves like Freddy to gather power. ”

The shaman ignored Greenton's self-talk and read Science Fiction World Magazine while checking Zhou Zhou's injuries.

That day, Shaman and Greenton found Zhou Zhou fainting on the ground in the corridor of the police station, and then saw a large number of wounds on Zhou Zhou's body out of thin air, including knife wounds and sword wounds, which appeared quickly and then healed quickly.

They immediately realized that Zhou Zhou had been pulled into a dream by Freddy.

Next, they took him to the hospital, and now two days have passed, and Zhou Zhou still hasn't woken up.

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It's been three months, in this dream that Freddy made.

Zhou Zhou dragged his sword and walked wearily in the misty field of the night, which was the place where the shaman and Victor's troops fought a decisive battle in the legend of the night, and on the field, on their backs or on their backs, the corpses of countless werewolves and vampire mercenaries were upside down.

In this land conjured up in Freddy's dream, Zhou Zhou has been fighting all kinds of vampire mercenaries and werewolves alone for three full months.

In the past three months, Zhou Zhou's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, if the swordsmanship is compared to learning a language, then before entering this dream world created by Freddie, Zhou Zhou has just mastered 43 English letters, but after these three months of training, Zhou Zhou has mastered some grammar and understood some words.

A vampire who pretended to be dead got up from the pile of corpses, rushed up from behind Zhou Zhou, jumped half a person high, and draped down with a sword, Zhou Zhou hurriedly turned around, the long sword pointed diagonally, and the neck of the vampire mercenary hit Zhou Zhou's long sword first.

Blood splattered, corpses fell to the ground.

"Running out of new tricks? Freddy? Zhou Zhou said provocatively, he was a little unsatisfied, and it was rare to have such an opportunity to practice.

As soon as the words fell, heavy footsteps came from Zhou Zhou's side. Zhou Zhou turned his head to look and saw a mastiff werewolf with an iron collar around his neck.

This mastiff werewolf is even stronger than ordinary werewolves, with an open chest, a huge head, and long, dense red hairs on its neck fluttering in the wind, majestic like a lion.

"Whew~~~" The mastiff werewolf howled, and with a huge wind pressure, he rushed towards Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou took a bullish position, leaned sideways, his arms bent up, so that the hilt of the sword was slightly above his head, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the throat of the opponent, like the sharp horns of a bull.

The distance between the monster and the person quickly narrowed, and soon there was only one position left, Zhou Zhou took a step forward, and at the same time the long sword stabbed forward, straight to the collar around the neck of the mastiff werewolf, if it hit, with Zhou Zhou's strength, it was enough to push the mastiff werewolf back one step, and then he could continue to attack, relying on the first move, to further suppress the other party.

However, the mastiff werewolf lowered his head and bit the blade of the sword at once.

Click, click, click

The sound of canine teeth rubbing against the steel longsword sounded.

Smack

The sword snapped, and two of the mastiff's werewolf's teeth shattered. The mastiff werewolf bit off the long sword, and then crashed into Zhou Zhou, and at the same time the huge head bit Zhou Zhou's head, and in a moment, Zhou Zhou quickly grabbed the thick mane on the opponent's neck, swung it to the right, and stabbed the broken sword diagonally from its shoulder.

The mastiff werewolf fell to the ground before Zhou Zhou could breathe a sigh of relief.

In the mist, three more tall black shadows slowly approached.

Two mastiff werewolves, one greyhound werewolf. The greyhound werewolf has a broad chest, a small back, and slender limbs, like Anubis in Egyptian mythology.

Zhou Zhou turned his head and ran, but the speed of the greyhound-werewolf was even faster, as if it had not accelerated, and reached its maximum speed in an instant, circled in front of Zhou Zhou, and stopped him.

Zhou Zhou picked up a sword from the ground and slowly approached the greyhound werewolf, who sneezed and quietly retreated.

At the moment when he was delaying, two mastiff werewolves had already approached.

Zhou Zhou picked up another sword from the corpse on the ground, raised his two swords, and went all out.

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PS: I spent two hours looking for a novel, and I wanted to refer to how to write it. I didn't find it, but I wasted a lot of time. The genuine version that you bought with money won't just disappear.