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698、Escape into the New York Sewer(1/2)

“fuk!”

Tom changed his face on the spot.

His face was even whiter than the other party.

"What the hell are you?"

Tom roared and hurriedly retreated.

But he was already on the bed, especially in his posture, and when he retreated, he lost weight and fell on the bed.

"Uh...ah..."

The ghost's hands directly grabbed Tom's neck.

The faint strange figure also wanted to penetrate Tom's body, but he couldn't see it at all.

At this moment.

Tom already knew very well that the thing he was on was not human at all, and it was probably a corpse possessed by an evil spirit.

Otherwise, it would be a bit too much to applaud love while changing your face!

"Is the fucking cold going?"

Tom's neck was pinched, his face turned red, and he felt that he was about to breathe.

The feeling of congestion in the brain is not good.

Moreover, he was congested.

The lower body is also congested.

Still high fighting spirit.

At this time, he would definitely be scared to pee, but today he didn't know what happened. Looking at the terrifying ghost thing in front of him, Tom actually found a trace of desire deep in his heart.

This desire made him frightened.

Gripping teeth.

Tom waved his hands and grabbed the other person's neck.

"What I fucking hate the most is the trick that scares me when I'm having fun! If you want to kill me, I will kill you first!"

Tom had red eyes and grabbed the other person's neck tightly.

He was scared a lot in the past. If Du Wei hadn't taken action, he would have been unheard of humanity.

Don't say it.

What was strange about Tom's resistance was that the bloody corpse was suppressed by him, an ordinary person.

He pressed the other party down.

The invisible figure seemed to have been affected by some influence and forced into the corpse.

"That's it?"

Tom rode on the other party, holding the slender hands that were pinching his neck with one hand, pulled it apart and pressed it on the bed sheet.

Then.

He had red eyes.

Gasping heavily.

The inner desire is getting stronger and stronger.

"What's going on?"

"I'm not a fucking pervert, am I?"

Tom was about to lose control, and he had no idea what was wrong with his body.

"God, I must be crazy!"

The only reason in Tom's head was that he pulled the quilt and pressed it on the other party's upper body.

The bloody upper body was blocked.

The lower body looks normal.

After doing this.

Tom burst into tears and launched the second round of charge out of control.

"I don't fucking want to do this!"

"fuk! Do I want to become a church hunter like Du Wei?"

"I heard that hunters have special abilities, is this my special abilities?"

"What kind of garbage ability, fuk!"

While cursing fuk!

Tom's body charged.

He couldn't control it at all, so he could only watch himself galloping.

Invisible place.

The faint figure was as crazy as it was about to run out of the corpse, and in the process it became dimmer and weaker.

All I can say is...

Brother Ryan is awesome!

Brother Tom is awesome!

I don't know how long it took.

Tom feels about to launch.

The figure seemed to feel the arrival of death.

A bang...

The light bulb in the house exploded with a bang.

The house trembled.

The oil painting hanging on the wall fell directly to the ground, and with a thud, the glass broke all over the floor.

At the last minute.

The figure finally broke free from the corpse and fled like crazy. This is a place of failure.

Tom's legs shook.

My body finally collapsed.

Then.

He trembled and held his body up, looked down.

Bang...

A slap was thrown on his face.

Tears of humiliation streaked across the cheeks...

"I... Tom..."

“fuk!”

At this moment, the door was also knocked open with force.

A group of people were around outside.

"Officer Tom, what happened here? Your door was locked just now and it couldn't be opened."

They are all regular customers in the red light district.

Everyone looked at the naked Tom, and didn't find it strange.

But on that bed.

Blood gradually oozed out.

Someone exclaimed: "Oh my God, what's going on here?"

"Someone is dead!"

"Someone is dead, call the police!"

Tom shed tears, wiped his body with the sheets, and shouted angrily: "Call the police, just report it, I'm the fucking police!"

After saying that.

Tom immediately took out his cell phone and called the New York Police Department.

"Everything fucked me, call everyone up, and surround the red light district!"
To be continued...
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