The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 312 The mantis stalks the cicada
"Buzz!"

The bicycle wheel grinds on the small oval-shaped nut, turning it into a crushed pulp, leaving a long and zigzag brown-green mark on the road.

Avoiding the other ripe acorns on the ground that had fallen off, Deaver pedaled on the pedals panting and glanced sideways at his sister in the car next to him.

"It's normal for the police not to believe it. What should we do now?"

"Go home first. I have also contacted Sami. She will be here soon."

After struggling in the police station for a long time, she was half-coaxed and half-persuaded by the Sheriff Nick. Tina was upset and speeded up.

Even if a poor child has become a householder early and has accumulated some social experience through hard work, she is still just a rookie high school student who has not yet graduated. When encountering such a big event, she can't decide to pay attention for a moment, and instinctively thinks about it. Stay in the most familiar environment.

The sun sets very early in winter, and at only four or five o'clock, the sky becomes dark, and the houses and trees on both sides of the street are shadowy in the twilight.

Because the surrounding area is vast and sparsely populated, whether it is Sunshine Valley, where the rich gather, or Linyin Town, where shabby settlements are clustered, the two sister towns that are only a few kilometers apart are quite spacious and loose. This is probably due to the two. The only equality.

In a corner of the residential area, a few holly trees were leaning against the faded fence. The dark green leaves that had not been taken care of were covered with a layer of dust. In front of the half-old wooden house, a slim figure kicked the turf boredly.

"He should have been shot dead on the spot by the police when he committed the crime more than ten years ago!"

Before the surprised and inexplicable question came out, a ray of cold light flashed across the car basket, leaving deep marks on the metal frame, and finally embedded in the car seat.

Amidst the screams of terror, he pulled out his hand stiffly, tearing apart a small half of the door. Wooden pieces flew across and knocked the toy mask off, revealing a dull face of a young man.

She subconsciously dodged and collided with Tina who was coming towards her.

……

A tall figure holding a sharp blade suddenly appeared. Under the pale white skull mask, two turbid gray-black eyes stared blankly.

"Get in the house!" At the critical moment, the physical strength trained by years of cheerleading came into play. The black girl grabbed her frightened brother and ex-girlfriend one by one, rushed into the house in two or two steps, and closed the door tightly with her backhand. .

"Benjamin Ryan!"

The next moment, the brown-haired girl's pupils reflected... a bicycle rushing towards her crazily?
"Get out of the way-!"

Deaver, who was slumped on the floor, huddled up and shivering, suddenly widened his eyes and remembered the photos on the computer file, "It's Benjamin Ryan, the murderer of the 1988 department store massacre... How is that possible?" His teeth trembled. The fat face twisted into a ball of fear.

Before she could take a breath, a boning kitchen knife with a black palm broke through the door and came in.

"Hi, Tina." Even though the conversation on the phone was as usual, when they met offline again, and after the conflict between the other person's ex-talent and her boyfriend, the girl was still slightly embarrassed, so she rushed to say hello to resolve the embarrassment.

"Hi, Sa..." The dry response ended abruptly, as if it had been cut off neatly by a knife.

……

In the claustrophobic space, a viscous liquid as thick as asphalt was still surging on the ground. The black mud-like evil substance climbed and entangled, forming bones and muscles in turn, transforming into the appearance of human beings.

There is a woman in red holding a razor... a man carrying a sharp ax on his shoulder and covering a sack...

A strange child carrying a metal bat and covered in blood...

If there are veteran police officers here who are familiar with local history, they will be able to recognize at a glance that these are all the murderers who have appeared in the town in the past hundred years.

These existences that had turned into dry bones a long time ago appeared again through the power of evil.

The smooth and browned human skin pages were turned under the old fingers.

The hoarse old voice recited ancient mantras in varying tones.

The gray-yellow flames swirled and condensed, like a flat mirror, vaguely showing the scene of Tina and three people hiding from the attacker in the house.

The gray-haired old man slowly closed the magic book, with a sharp gaze in his falcon-like eyes, and glanced at the circle of his descendants standing next to him.

"Don't you have the ability to adapt to changes at all? So what if the sacrifice discovers an abnormality, won't you control them first?"

Facing the slightly dissatisfied questioning from the head of the family, Will smiled and said:

"We are just worried that you will not be able to come back in time to share your feedback on the ceremony."

State Representative Ander Goode snorted softly and softened his expression, "Of course I will not miss the opportunity. When the ceremony transforms the life of the sacrifice into a blessing, my charm, eloquence, thinking ability, leadership temperament, subtle influence Your spiritual appeal and even your lifespan will be greatly improved.”

He smiled proudly, exuding a youthful vitality that belied his age, "What are those decadent old men in the state assembly fighting with me about? Senior deodorant and adult diapers?"

Ender raised his head and sneered at his political opponents with contentment.

He made a few gestures, and many witchcraft puppets stepped into the firelight and were projected into Tina's home the next second, cooperating to hunt them down.

"I originally wanted to let the sacrifices kill each other according to normal rituals. Since something unexpected happened, let's sacrifice some energy conversion efficiency and speed up the progress..."

"We really need to speed up the progress!" A sharp and funny voice suddenly came out, like a sharp steel needle shooting out, causing several weaker members of the Goode family to fall to the ground holding their heads, covering their bleeding ears and groaning in pain.

Before the others could react, a huge blur of colorful light suddenly came down like a mountain, and one of the arches with a long balloon was looming!
Everyone on the field suddenly fell on their backs, and only a few people, including the patriarch Ender, brothers Nick and Will, could barely stand.

"It turned out to be just the remains of a demon lord who used human souls as fuel to cast the Dark Mass. I waited so long in vain!"

Along with the sound of complaints, dozens of red and green silk ribbons stretched out like chains, tying up the asphalt-like mucus tightly, and then quickly pulled it into the colored light.

"Stop!" Seeing that the secrets on which they made their fortune were about to be taken away by the mysterious enemy, the members of the cultist family who were stunned by the surprise attack desperately launched a counterattack, with phosphorescent ghost faces and shadow-condensed arrows, all in vain. It hits the colorful light like waves hitting a rock, splashing out little bits of spiritual light.

"There is no need to struggle in a hurry, you will come in together anyway." The garland ribbon rolled like a snake, breaking the protective spells of the Good family members, and captured them one by one, and also threw them into the balloon arch.

Seeing that the other party was ready to catch everyone in one fell swoop, Old Ender shouted angrily: "I am a member of the state government, and the federal government will not let it go when they find out that I am missing!"

(End of this chapter)