"Okay, it's okay to make any fuss, let's go home and stay... Except for the police. "Seeing the witch heading straight for her old lover, Roger pointed a gun at the sheriff with one hand and pulled out the PMM from his back with the other.www.biquge.info

"Anyone who doesn't want to leave can stay, and I'll treat you as if you had trespassed into the Collins family's private domain. As he spoke, the boy pointed his gun at the crowd, more at the small police officers who were standing scattered.

The crowd was in a commotion, and there were many kinds of excitement, like this kind of gangster plot of hijacking the sheriff and confronting each other with a gun...... No one is going to get shot just to see the excitement.

The crowd of melon eaters got into the car in a noisy manner, and a policeman quietly put his hand on the holster in the chaos......

"Bang!" Roger fired decisively, a merciless bullet that grazed the small policeman and hit the thigh of the other man behind him.

"You'd better not move, I'm a timid person, and I overreact when I get into trouble......," Roger said with a shrug of his shoulders.

The policeman who was almost hit didn't dare to move anymore, and his hands covered with cold sweat held his head, signaling that he would not move again.

It was the unlucky guy behind him who was innocently shot, hugging his thighs and screaming: "You overreacted, you hit him, what are you hitting me!!"

"Have you ever heard of spear throwing? I can hit you with one shot if you stand behind him, let alone himself?" Roger sneered, he wouldn't admit that he was crooked, but the bullet just now would turn!

Then the boy handed Elizabeth a pistol and yelled at the remaining policemen, "You guys do the same, with your heads in your hands! ”

Elizabeth took the gun with an unnatural face, and she could not have imagined that it had developed to this point.

Roger went over and confiscated their guns in turn, tied them one by one with their own belts, and buckled them to the car door with their handcuffs, in a position of hands and feet on their backs.

Quickly dealing with the police problem, Roger threw the only troll looted from the police car to his aunt: "Take this well, protect yourself." ”

Alice, who was still holding the sheriff hostage, rushed into the hall.

The witch and the vampire didn't pinch you to death as Roger imagined in his head, but instead opened their mouths face to face.

"You should love me, Barnabas. If you love me, none of this will happen. The witch said angrily.

"I should have ruined you, all you brought me was pain. The vampire said grimly.

"I give you all my heart!" the witch roared.

"You don't have a heart at all. The vampire retorted.

Roger looked at the scene that looked like a fight between the two of them, and muttered speechlessly to his sister who had been in the house early: "It's been a long time, they won't be chatting all the time, right......?"

Caroline also whispered with black lines on her head: "Almost, I haven't done it yet." ”

"......" Roger really wanted to yell, I took off my pants, you just show me this!? Uncle, can you just go straight to the big mother?

Couples quarrel, how can they go up and directly stick their mouths and paste their faces, aren't they all mixed mouths first, and they will only do it when they can't quarrel?

Then I heard the vampire say with a sense of superiority, "I command you to touch the curse on me." ”

"Order? you're disgusting to me. The witch looked disgusting and slammed her mouth, and the dark green and foul-smelling disgusting pus shot at Barnabas like a high-pressure water gun.

"Didn't hit the ......" The vampire's body flickered, and he gave way to a sneak attack, and his face was provocative.

But before he could stand firmly, the witch "vomited", and another pus sprayed Barnabas all over his face.

A large family stood aside and watched the vampire suffer, and the help was spared, and now the witch must catch whoever sprays whom, this trick can't beat the dead and disgusting people, if the witch uses this cruel trick all the way, Elizabeth and Caroline, mother and daughter, don't mind tying Barnabas to the door to make amends......

The witch chuckled and wiped the residue from her lips, and the vampire couldn't hold back her anger any longer, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the neck of the witch who was caught off guard: "You hateful poisonous woman, I will personally send you to hell!"

As he spoke, he twisted his arm from side to side a few times, and then threw it hard against the ceiling.

With a short exclamation, the witch knocked a few cracks into the ceiling, but it did not fall off, but descended slowly as if she were carrying an invisible parachute.

Aside from adding a few cracks to the witch's back, the vampire's attack didn't seem to have much effect, and Roger stepped forward, raised the gun in his hand to give the witch no time to breathe, and swept through the clip.

"Angel, get out of our house!" Aunt Elizabeth yelled and shot.

However, only Roger's first shot hit her body, and the rest of the bullets were bounced aside by an invisible force.

The shot didn't hurt the witch much, except for a small black hole in her body, and not even a drop of blood was shed.

She turned her head 120° nonchalantly, and sneered, "Your house?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden burst of laughter in the hall, and the portraits of the ancestors of the Collins family hanging on the walls came to life, and the flowers and branches with big mouths and big smiles trembled, and it was obvious that the laughter came from here.

Not only that, but the handrails of the stairs and the statues of wealth on the walls also broke free from their original attachments.

The many statues that had been written to be used as decorations were now good helpers for witches, and the long snake hovering on the handrail of the stairs swam over and grabbed the rifle in Aunt Elizabeth's hand, who struggled to pull it back to prevent it from being snatched away by the wooden snake.

Roger smashed the head of the wooden snake with two shots in the past, but he never thought that the mermaid wood carving with only the upper body behind him quietly fell down and hugged the boy to death.

A pair of stone-carved seahorses on the fireplace had jumped off, their tails bouncing off the ground with each step forward, smashing a small hole into the ground.

The merfolk statue straightened up again, and the boy was lifted up from the air, his feet off the ground.

Roger, who had nowhere to draw on his strength, did not give up his resistance, and his arms were so hard that the wood and his bones creaked, but he still did not break free.

"Hey, old lady, it's been watching such a big drama for a long time, how about you come over and help?" the boy reminded Caroline, who was not a few steps away.

Caroline looked at Roger, who was being restrained, and then at her mother, who was holding the statue of a troll, and bit her lower lip in hesitation.

It seems that she still doesn't have the courage to transform in front of her mother, afraid that Aunt Elizabeth's attitude will turn into fear and disgust, Ye Gonghaolong is still scared to pee, not to mention werewolves, creatures that belong to terrifying monsters.