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Chapter 33: The Model Worker (1/2)
Chapter 33: The Model Worker (1/2)
Chapter 33: The Model Worker (1/2)
Under the moonlight, a tall figure towered in the middle of the camp.
The pale hockey mask, the machete covered with black marks, and the cold malice radiating to the surrounding all the time.
When the man appeared in silence, his shadow seemed to twist underneath.
He turned around woodenly, looked at the tents all over the ground, lifted the knife in his hand, and walked toward one of the tents.
The breeze gradually rose, and within a few seconds, the wind was blowing more and more intensely. Clouds floated from a distance, blocking the bright moonlight, and then the figure walked towards a tent.
The knife in his hand looked filthy, but when he cut open the tent, it was as silky and smooth as silk, without making any sound.
Then, he looked at the sleeping pair of men and women inside, raised the knife in his hand, and without any hesitation cut down the knife.
It was like chopping a watermelon.
Bare!
Blood spurted out and landed on the tent, dripping down along the curved arc.
The figure got up and walked towards the next target.
His search for a target, however, seemed to be somewhat conditional, as he passed several tents without taking out the people inside.
It wasnt until after strolling past several tents that he chose the next lucky person to be the ghost under his knife.
The hand rose and the knife fell, blood splattered and fell on his body, on his hands and on his mask, giving it an evil look.
One after another
He was like a model labour who did not call for tiredness or suffering, diligently harvesting one life after another.
Bared!
He gently scratched open another tent.
It was a man and woman sleeping together in an embrace.
But obviously this man was much more alert than the others, having opened his eyes when the knife cut through the tent, then grabbed the others wrists with both hands as the knife fell.
Ah!
A scream.
Millie looked at the masked figure in horror, and as the knife got closer and closer to Coleson, her feet tucked viciously into the other mans crotch.
The tall figure stiffened visibly.
And Coleson also took this opportunity to push the other party away, after Millie opened the tent, rolled out from inside.
Fortunately, because of the relationship of worship of Captain America, he usually have been practicing fighting, and he sleeps always alert, otherwise just now they are finished!
Coleson looked at the tall figure standing up with palpitations, holding Millies hand, the two ran and shouted: Help! Someone is killing people!
In the darkness of the night, the mournful shout carried far.
Some people heard the shout and crawled out of the tent, while others cursed and lay down to continue sleeping.
Without a word, the tall man chased after Coleson, closing the distance between them, like a beast chasing its prey.
Among those who were alarmed, some people couldnt help screaming after seeing this scene.
Jason!
Thats the legendary killer Jason!
Damn it, isnt that a legend?
Run!
Thats a monster! He has been resurrected many times!
The calm of the campsite was broken, people began to panic and began to run away!
And Jason remained silently chasing after Coleson.
Suddenly, Jason threw the machete in his hand.
Coleson shook Millie away, but fell to the ground by himself.
Bare!
The blood-stained machete was stuck between Colesons legs.
Hiss
Coleson sucked in a cold breath, looked at Jason who came again, did not hesitate, climbed up and ran.
Just in the tent, he has experienced the other partys strange power, he is clear that he is simply not an opponent.
Jason rushed through, bent down and grabbed the machete. When he was about to continue chasing Coleson, he seemed to be attracted by something, and turned his head to look to the left.
Then strode over.