Blood-sucking bandage!
Russell really couldn't think of the use of a blood-sucking bandage. Now he knew that tying it on the wound of an undead creature could put it into a semi-dead state.
He held the Sand Eagle, cut off Michael's hands and feet, tied them tightly with blood-sucking bandages, then tied them with nylon ropes and threw them into the trunk.
It was a bit crowded, but Michael didn’t say a word, so he probably didn’t mind!
"Russell, what are you doing? Do you want to influence him?" After getting in the car, Jennifer was still a little confused. Let alone healing the enemy, how likely it is to influence him. The recovery speed of the enemy alone is not enough. bandage.
"That's not an ordinary bandage, it's a holy object for conquering demons made by the church through thousands of years of experience!" Russell said nonsense in a serious tone: "The cardinal made it himself using a spinning machine, and then the pope sprinkled holy water on it to consecrate it. Finally, bathing in the singing of the choir for three days and three nights... is a weapon to restrain the devil, specially designed to deal with the devil's immortal body."
Jennifer suddenly felt that her lips were dry. In his impression, the church was just a show-off. Now that he thought about it, there were demons, and it was normal for the Pope to have great prophecy skills.
"Then... what about you? Are you also a member of the church? I'm calling you... are you a wizard?"
Russell nodded, as if he didn't want to say it: "The wizard is an illusion. In fact, apart from the rich second generation, I also have a hidden identity that is unknown to everyone. Have you ever heard of the Holy Knight Order? I am one of them."
Jennifer shook her head, never heard of it.
"You haven't heard of it? Our group is very famous. In addition to fighting against devils and guarding the order of the world, our group also kills vampires, exterminates werewolves every now and then, and occasionally captures two witches and burns them at the stake..." Russell said, suddenly realizing: "That's right. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Ordinary people know very little about us."
"Is it really that powerful?" Jennifer was a bit weak. It seemed that she was also within the hunting range of the Knights.
"It's hard to say that they are very powerful. Most of them are ordinary people, but our leader is super strong!" Russell said with admiration: "The leader Van Helsing is a legend who has lived for hundreds of years. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the Archangel Gabriel. It’s unclear whether it’s true or not, but there are countless monsters hunted by him, and the corpses can go around Magic Pot Town twice.”
"Arch... Archangel..." Jennifer didn't realize it. With her IQ, she probably believed whatever Russell said.
"Some time ago, the church noticed that the devils would be out on Halloween, and specially assigned me to guard Magic Pot Town, responsible for cutting off the devil's minions." Russell said as he flashed the golden and silver gun body of Sand Eagle God. Covered with mysterious lines, it immediately increases the persuasiveness.
"Then your Lamborghini... all knights now drive Lamborghinis?"
"Not all, some drive Ferraris and Hummers." Russell sighed: "Originally, I drove a Bugatti Chiron, but it crashed while killing witches some time ago, so I had to use a Lamborghini first. To be honest, this car is really useless. how."
"..."
Jennifer was stabbed in the chest and didn't want to speak.
…
Back home, Russell brought Michael up to the basement. Like Jennifer, he wanted to turn Michael into his slave.
Failed!
Michael is worthy of being a murderer with a name in film history. In his mind, he only kills people. Apart from the obsession to kill, he has no other emotions at all. He is simply like a machine.
According to Russell's words, Michael's brain is like a stone, so hard that it is so hard. He didn't feel fear, and he didn't resist the mental invasion, but Russell couldn't find anything after he came in, and he didn't know how to contract with him at all.
It's not that he's an empty shell without a soul, but that his soul is colorless and so empty that there's nothing he can do about it!
Looking at Michael who was tied up with ropes and still said nothing, Russell felt quite troubled. He couldn't kill him or control him, so he could only lock him up temporarily.
The idea of locking a murderer in the basement of his house was so crazy that Russell was afraid that he would never be able to open his eyes again once he closed his eyes. After thinking about it, he dragged Michael back to the trunk of the Chevrolet, found a welding gun and sealed it inside.
Jennifer watched Michael being sealed without expressing any dissatisfaction. After eating, her human side began to take over. Except that she had no resistance to cannibalism, she was no different from ordinary girls.
Love to be beautiful, love to be jealous, love to spend money to buy things!
Only on a full stomach!
If it weren't for the fact that Michael was a poor man, he could have lived together with Jennifer. One of them couldn't kill, the other couldn't eat. They complemented each other perfectly. It was a perfect match!
After a quick few hours' sleep, Russell took Jennifer on the road the next day, driving the Chevy in search of low-shoulder bands. There are many doubts about the band members, which is a very important clue. They must be found out before the devil punishes them.
Jennifer has been focusing on the Low Shoulders band for a long time. According to her, the lead singer Nicholas is a very talented but frustrated singer. She has good looks, a very unique voice, and a kind of enchanting charm.
While talking, Jennifer also showed a nymphomaniac expression.
Russell's balls hurt so much, and Silly Baitian's heart was too big. Last night, he was stabbed to death and sacrificed to the devil. Today, he still praised the other party for being handsome and unrestrained.
There are many untapped talents in the world, but Russell bets that Nicholas is not among them. His voice and handsome face that makes girls scream are most likely obtained from a deal with the devil.
So what is his identity, a wizard or a follower of the devil?
No matter which one it is, it's worth a visit for Russell himself.
…
Jennifer played a big role in finding the whereabouts of the Low Shoulders Band. She had the band's itinerary in her hand. As expected, the band members were in the next town right now.
The distance is very close, it takes about half an hour to drive on the expressway, and it's faster to take a shortcut.
Russell chose to take a shortcut, and at Jennifer's prompt, turned onto a dirt road.
"Are you sure this road is shorter? Why does it feel like I'm driving into the mountains?" After fifteen minutes of bumping, I still couldn't see the end of the dirt road. Instead, there were more and more dense forests on both sides. Russell was a little impatient. If this was the case, This so-called shortcut should have reached the destination.
Jennifer was a little unsure and laughed dryly: "Maybe I remembered it wrong, I should have turned at the next intersection."
Russell was silent for a long time and secretly decided that when he met a suitable slave, he would terminate Jennifer's contract and let her fend for herself.
Keeping this guy around will only hurt your teammates!
"Hey man, here, don't turn around yet!"
Just as Russell turned around and prepared to return the same way, a young man wearing a blue shirt appeared in the rearview mirror, waving and shouting as he ran towards the Chevrolet.
Russell pushed open the car door and held down the Sand Eagle on his lower back with one hand. When the young man saw this, he immediately stopped and kept a safe distance with his hands in front of him: "Man, I don't mean any harm, I'm just asking for some help."
The young white man neglected to exercise, was thin, and was out of breath after running a few steps. Russell judged that the other person belonged to the ranks of the five scum of war, and holding the gun was a warning to the other person not to have bad intentions.
The young man complained: "My companions and I were going to go camping by the lake, but some bastard pulled a wire on the road, causing all our cars to break down."
Russell raised his brows, and he had a strong sense of the image. He thought about the previous turns and roughly guessed what he was going to do.
Fatal turn! Mutated ogre!
In the past, he would not be suspicious of ghosts, but now the situation is different. For any suspicious incident, he will involuntarily rely on the devil.
The young man was still chattering and complaining: "What bad luck! There is no signal in this damn place. If we hadn't heard the sound of the car, we would have planned to go on foot to a nearby house to ask for help."
"No, you are not unlucky at all! You are very lucky, really lucky!" Russell dropped a sentence that baffled the young man, turned to Jennifer and said: "I will come as soon as I go. Just stay in the car and stay there." Don’t go.”
Jennifer nodded repeatedly and asked expectantly: "Can I have something to eat?"
"No!" Russell knew who Jennifer was referring to, not Michael, but the young man in front.
Jennifer shrugged and leaned on the passenger seat depressedly. When the young man saw Russell walking into the jungle alone and coming to the side of the Chevrolet, he wanted to ask Russell what he was doing. When he saw the enchanting Jennifer, he swallowed hard and was filled with doubts. Leave it all behind.
"Hey beauty, alone?"
Jennifer rolled her eyes. Anyone who wasn't blind could tell they were two people. No... it should be three, and there's still one stuffed in the trunk.
"Beauty, is that Asian guy just now your boyfriend?"
"No, it's my master!"
"?"
The young man was stunned. It was so exciting. Do you accept the exchange?
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【Street Diary】
People who love to laugh are always more likely to develop eye wrinkles, forehead wrinkles, crow's feet...
