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Text Chapter 921 The Demon-Subduing Rangers (5)

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    "Oh, it looks like everyone is gone." Horace poked his head into the tree house and found that no one was in the house at the moment.

    However, he still led Xiaotan to climb in through the entrance, and asked him to find a place to sit down.

    "It's still early, I think everyone will come over in the afternoon." Horace said, walking to the table at one end of the tree house and picking up a monster magazine.  He showed the cover to Xiaotan and said, "As long as you pass our 'monster test', you can join the club."

    "Monstertest?" Xiao Tan responded to Horace's words while observing the surrounding things.

    "You know" Horace shrugged and continued, "It's just to test your knowledge about monsters to see if you are qualified to join our club."

    "For example?" Xiao Tan asked tentatively again.

    "For example" Horace thought about it for a moment, "Well how to kill vampires."

    "Oh" Xiao Tan responded, and then almost blurted out, "The most thorough way is to expose yourself to the sun."

    "That's right." Horace nodded, "What else?"

    "Wellpiercing a wooden stake through mental arithmetic is a classic method" Xiaotan thought for a while and then said, "There are also some worldviews where you have to chop off their heads." He paused, "Of courseI have a  My friend thought it would be a good idea to throw them all into a hay-cutting machine"

    "Wow! So you know so much." Horace exclaimed.

    "Haha not bad." Xiao Tan laughed dryly. In fact, his knowledge was limited before, but after playing in the horror park for half a year, he already knew all the relevant knowledge about various classic monsters and monsters.

    While they were talking, suddenly, the entrance to the tree house was opened again, and another little head poked out from the floor (the entrance to the tree house is usually on the floor side).

    "Hey, Horace, you're here." The little boy with chestnut hair and a red T-shirt said hello to Horace, and then looked at Xiaotan.  "Who is this kid?"

    "He is Wang, the new kid who moved here." Horace replied.  Then he sighed to Xiao, "Wang, this is Sean, he is the founder of the club, and his father helped us build the tree house."

    When he said this, Sean also climbed into the tree house and closed the entrance.

    "Hello." Xiao Tan greeted the other party.

    "Hey. Hello." Sean answered politely.

    "Sean, I want Wang to join our club." Horace put on a weird "martial arts" posture and said with excitement, "He is super powerful. Today he used Chinese Kung Fu to help me beat away E.J and  Derek.¡±

    "But we are a monster club here, not a kung fu seminar." Sean joked.

    "Wang also knows a lot about monsters. If you don't believe me, you can give him a test." Horace immediately replied.

    "It's okay" Xiao sighed, "but I do know something."

    "Oh?" Sean suddenly became more energetic, "Then let's try our 'Monster Test'. If you can answer more than half of the questions correctly, you will be allowed to join."

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    On the other hand, downtown, police station reception hall.

    The same as usual.  This place is busy almost every day, every hour.

    Today, a strange man came here

    "Officer. Please! Please lock me up!" Wearing a green hooded jacket and jeans, he looked to be about thirty years old. He kept shouting at several police officers, "I am a werewolf! Werewolf!"

    And the few policemen who were entangled by him were also very distressed. To be honest they rarely heard requests to be imprisoned, and they had never heard of the reason "I am a werewolf".

    "Just one night, please, tonight is the full moon!"

    "Don't get excited, sir. Please calm down."

    "You don't understand! You have to cuff me! Put me in a cage!"

    The conversation ends here.  The man who claimed to be a werewolf had excitedly grabbed one of the police officers' shoulders with both hands, and would not let go no matter how hard the other officer struggled.

    "Oh! Really. Man! Since you want to be caught so much, that's the best thing!" The police officers were finally annoyed by him.

    ¡°Two seconds later, two patrol officers and a police detective came forward together. The three of them worked together to twist the man¡¯s backhand and prepare to handcuff him.

    "What's going on with this guy?"

    "who knows¡­¡­Better contact the mental hospital.  "

    After hearing the conversation between the police officers, the man became even more excited: "Oh, my God! You still don't understand you have to"

    His words stopped abruptly because an idea suddenly occurred to him.

    The next second, the man saw the opportunity, pulled out the gun from the waist of the police officer closest to him, and pushed the three people around him away with an unknown force of brute force.

    Bang bang

    He raised his pistol, fired two shots at the ceiling without saying a word, and then yelled: "Lock me up!"

    Bang bang bang

    Before he finished speaking, three more gunshots were heard.

    But this time, it was not him who fired the shot, but a patrolman who came from next door after hearing the gunfire.

    After the gunfire, the man who claimed to be a werewolf fell down in full view of everyone

    In the eyes of others, this "mental patient who attacked the police and grabbed the gun" seemed to have been "killed"

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    At the same time, a museum in the city center.

    "Okay, let me confirm with you again" A black police detective in a trench coat said in a helpless tone to a museum security guard who looked to be close to retirement age, "Herethere was originally a  The mummy from 2000, right?¡±

    ¡°Yes, officer,¡± the security guard replied.

    ¡°But he¡¯s gone now. He¡¯s gone. He¡¯s gone. It¡¯s history.¡± The police detective added in his own rap style.

    "Yes, officer." The security guard affirmed with the same answer.

    "And you" the detective walked around the other party, "said you didn't hear anyone come inor leave here, right?"

    "Uh-huh." The security guard nodded.

    "Can you hear me at this moment? Hello?" The detective raised his voice in annoyance.

    "Of course, I can hear it clearly, officer." The security guard's response was still so calm.

    "Soyou mean no one went in and stole the mummy?" the detective continued.

    ¡°I would definitely hear it, officer,¡± the security guard replied.

    "Haha Yes, of course you will hear it. I really asked a stupid question." The police detective shook his head and muttered, then suddenly turned back and looked at the security guard.  "Did you take that?"

    "No, officer." The security guard's response from beginning to end was calm and clear, but it was not helpful to the case.  This made the detective extremely angry.

    "Okay, I'm just asking." The black police detective raised his hands and turned to look at his white partner, "Okay, I tried my best, this case is too difficult, man. I think we should change our profession.  Be a fireman."

    "I'm glad you're still in the mood to joke, Richie." The white police detective continued with a sullen face, then took two steps towards the exhibition hall where the stolen mummies were, and read, "The problem is one  A mummy that has been alive for two thousand years will not stand up and walk away on its own."

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    ¡°Ah¡± after a sound of ¡°ah¡±, the homeless man who had been knocked unconscious by Feng Bujue woke up from his coma.

    When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a dilapidated room with a dirty mattress under him.

    "I woke up pretty quickly." The childish voice of the child version Feng Bujue, whose voice had not changed, soon reached the homeless man's ears.

    "Huh?" The tramp suddenly turned his head and found Brother Jue sitting on a small stool at the other end of the room.  Looking here leisurely.

    "You! You little bastard" He cursed and stood up, trying to step forward to arrest someone.

    But Feng Bujue just sat there calmly.  He said an incomprehensible word: "Taro."

    Unexpectedly, this word came out of my mouth.  The homeless man screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, his body shaking like a spasm within a few seconds.

    "Oh! My back!" The homeless man rolled after falling to the ground and wanted to reach for his back, but it seemedthis action was very difficult for him.

    "Don't try, you can't take out the chip by yourself." Feng Bujue said.

    "Whatwhat chip?" the homeless man replied, "What are you talking about, you little"

    "Taro." Feng Bujue interrupted directly before the other party's next curse word came out.

    "Ah!" the homeless man shouted again.  But the pain went away just as quickly as it came, and he was quickly breathing again.  Asked, "Are you right?"what did I do!  "

    "It's nothing. I just put a chip into your back with the help of a friend." Feng Bujue said, "The level of technology contained in this chip far exceeds your understanding and even imagination. I  I won¡¯t give a detailed introduction. All you need to know is that from now on, whenever I say" He paused, "You knowthat's the word" He was undoubtedly referring to the word "taro"  Word, "you will become like that."

    "That's nonsensehow is this possible?" Of course the tramp would not believe this easily.

    "You still don't believe it?" Feng Bujue said, "Then let me say it again, taro"

    "Nodon't!" At this moment, the tramp got scared, "Don'tdon't say it again"

    "Ha" Feng Bujue smiled, "You should be lucky, Mr. Hill. Long-term alcoholism and various unhealthy lifestyle habits have made your nerves dull and numb Otherwise, you would feel more vivid  pain."

    "Who are you?" At this time, the homeless man Hill obviously no longer regarded Feng Bujue as an ordinary child. "How do you know my name?"

    "The only thing of some value in the pocket of your coat is your driver's license, Mr. Hill." Feng Bujue replied, "As for my identity, you don't need to delve into it. You can call meMr. F  .¡±

    "Okayboy f." Hill asked, "Why did you put thatuhchip on me?"

    "Isn't this obvious Of course I'm asking you to do things for me." Feng Bujue replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "After all, I'm still a child, and many things are better handled by adults. Let's take a step back and tell the truth.  You can at least be my driver."

    "Butwhy did you choose me?" Hill asked.

    "You brought it to the door yourself, Mr. Hill." Feng Bujue replied, "You tried to rob me, remember?" He spread his hands and said, "This behavior of yours eliminates all my responsibility to you.  I can talk about taro all day long just because of your character."

    "Ah" Hill was inexplicably shot again.

    "Secondly, given your living situation, I thinkeven if you 'suddenly and permanently disappear', it won't have much impact on society." The "disappearance" Feng Bujue refers to in this sentence,  It was obviously implying "death", "Anyway no one will discover it in a short time. This is also a very suitable condition."

    "Third" Brother Jue paused for two seconds and added, "Similar to the second point, because you are a drunkard and a homeless person, your integrity will inevitably be questioned by the world. For example no matter  If I coerce you to do something illegal, or even get arrested with you in the process, I will still be safe. At that time, I only need to pretend to cry and nothing will happen; and you you can try to tell the police that you were arrested.  A story about a child controlled by a super-tech chip and forced to commit crimes, let¡¯s see what the outcome will be.¡±

    Having said this, Hill was sitting on the ground, dumbfounded.

    "Now, Mr. Hill. If you don't want to hear that word again, get up quickly and change your clothes." Feng Bujue said, pointing to a set of clean clothes next to the mattress, "  I still have a lot of things to do before sunset"

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    At the same time, on the edge of the city, there is a mountain road that is not too rugged.

    A very simple-looking family hatchback slowly drove to the side of the road and stopped by the fence.

    Then, a pale face appeared in the window on the side of the driver's seat, looking at the city in the distance through the window glass and light-shielding film

    No one knows where Dracula got this car, and no one knows why he didn't die in the sun after turning into a bat and leaving the plane.

    No one knows As a vampire who has been away from the world for a hundred years, where did he learn to drive

    In short, Dracula in the world view of "The Demon Rangers" is a man full of mysteries.

    "Let it all begin"

    After staring at the city outside the car window for a moment, Dracula muttered this to himself in a very neutral tone, and then showed an expression of constipation finally relieved after a long time, mixed with a little excitement.  Smile.

    And after using the facial expressions commonly used by horror movie villains he restarted the car and drove down the mountain (To be continued.)
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