The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

"Well, buddy, you are really strong. Are you on the school basketball team?"

Smith wiped his glasses with the corner of his clothes and put them back on.

"Ok?"

The man in front of him was a head taller than him, with a tall build, and all his clothes were wet with water.

"Are you the school security uncle?" Smith's simple thinking is a bit different from ordinary people.

The clouds parted.

A beam of moonlight swept in front of Smith, reflecting a large area in front of him, and at the same time, it also reflected the entire image of the person in front of him.

The weird white mask makes it impossible to see the changes in his expression.

A pair of bloodshot eyes trembled slightly, not sure whether it was excitement or anger.

Jet black leather jacket, green overalls, Martin boots....

"Oh, you are the ranger uncle? Uncle, I'm sorry, my stomach felt uncomfortable, so I vomited..."

Swish! !

A flash of cold light passed by, and Jason stood still, just waving his arm.

That mediocre machete separated Smith's head and body.

Jason turned back and glanced at the vomit floating on the water. He immediately tightened his grip on the knife and strode towards the nearest shack.

......

"Ok?"

Kara, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up. She stared at the wall on one side, and through her clairvoyance eyes, she saw Jason approaching in the distance.

"How strange! I didn't sense the danger immediately!" Kara thought to herself.

She glanced at Gwen who was sleeping soundly, got up quietly, and went out in her pajamas.

It wasn't until she left that Gwen sat up suddenly, breathing heavily.

"Huhuhu..."

"It feels like my head is going to explode. That strange sensory warning is so strong!" Gwen looked at the shed next door. Even though she didn't know what the danger was yet, she still cared about Klein and Peter.

.........

Klein opened his eyes and leaned against the bed.

From the end of the bonfire party to now, he hasn't slept a wink.

He was very uneasy inside and always felt that something was going to happen.

"Damn it, why do I feel a sense of shielding, as if someone has deliberately blocked specific crisis information, and my brain is gray..."

"Ah!" A scream came.

The door of the shack in the distance was kicked open.

The thick Martin boots were still stained with sawdust and blood.

Kara rushed forward and collided with Jason who broke through the door.

The huge force knocked Jason away. He flew backwards and hit a tree trunk that was hugged by one person.

Barb the branch and pierce his back, leaving him hanging on the tree.

"Crack!"

The sound of broken bones reached Kara's ears clearly.

Kara turned back and stared at the body in the shed, and she also frowned.

"How come...why didn't I hear anything when this guy killed someone?"

Carla felt a little regretful, "Is it because I was too relaxed?"

With her best friend by her side, Klein next door, and the comfortable and cozy atmosphere, Kara completely let down her guard.

But regardless of the reason, these two classmates are now dead.

"You lunatic!" Kara raised her head and looked at Jason's position.

"Ok?"

There were only some pieces of cloth hanging on the tree branches and some dark blood stains, but the murderer had disappeared.

"Swish..." The secret sound of breaking wind sounded.

Kara's expression was firm, and she turned around in an instant. A knife was already approaching her face.

"Dangdang!"

The blade struck Kara's neck, but was rebounded by a huge force. The blade buzzed, and Jason's hand turned ninety degrees.

Kara, who was wearing pajamas, stepped forward and punched out like a cannon, boom!

One punch directly punched a big hole in Jason's lower abdomen.

The powerful kinetic energy sent Jason flying backwards for tens of meters. The rag doll-like Jason smashed several thick tree trunks. It was not until the kinetic energy was exhausted that he twisted his body and fell into the haystack.

"This guy has so much vitality..."

Kara's fight naturally woke up the surrounding students.

A female classmate walked out of the shack in a daze and saw something red and white flowing out of the door to one side of the room. She was so frightened that she screamed.

This scream was like a sharp knife tearing through the night.

The entire lakeside area suddenly became clear.

Klein's pupils widened and he instantly sat up from the bed.

"Mind control?" Klein asked alertly.

Having been around the border for many years, this kind of spiritual skill can only be used by a few powerful mages, or by some strange species that are naturally deformed.

But those mental skills all have one characteristic, that is, they are rough and chaotic.

Human consciousness is sensitive and fragile.

Mental skills are equivalent to a kind of brutal invasion, which can directly and roughly control others, making them faint or fall into madness.

Or put people into a state of being controlled for a short time.

"No, why do I feel so groggy when riding a horse, as if I have taken sleeping pills..." Klein shook Peter awake and walked out of the house together.

Kara stood in the middle of the crowd. She pretended to be scared and said: "There is... a weirdo with a knife... He killed Jeff and the others!!"

"What!" As soon as the dean came over, he started to vomit.

"Everyone, hurry up and get inside the bus. That bus is bulletproof. Where is the security guard? The security guard is there!"

Two security guards holding long sticks ran out. They followed Kara's gaze and looked towards the woods.

"brush!"

There was a noise in the trees not far away.

Kara also frowned, and her clairvoyant eyes clearly saw that the monster "came to life" again.

"The hole in this guy's abdomen is obviously still there, but the wound is not bleeding and his heartbeat is still stable..." Kara clenched her fists.

At this moment, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Klein?"

"Relax Kara, don't be afraid. We're all here. This murderous pervert won't hurt you."

Klein covered Kara with a blanket. Although Kara didn't feel anything about the temperature, Klein's action made Kara feel very warm.

"I think we should get out of here. There's something wrong with this pervert..."

"Don't worry, we are all Delta Force veterans, and we brought this, so it's fine!"

One of the security guards patted the gun on his waist and said confidently.

"There are too many shacks and the students are too scattered. We'd better evacuate to the big cars first. It's safe there," Cersei said.

"Okay." The dean said: "Everyone should go back to the house immediately and wait for the driver to start the car. We will be escorted by security guards during the journey. This can ensure everyone's safety to the maximum extent!"

After all, the beauty of the sheds here far outweighs their safety.

The thug on the other side kicked open the wooden door, which also made the dean not confident that these shacks can protect the safety of students.

Kara looked at Klein and the others and said, "Let's go together, I'm a little scared..."

"I'm afraid too..." Gwen didn't know Kara's strength. She thought she was the strongest and could protect everyone.

Klein naturally knew the strength of the two of them, so he pretended to be innocent and pitiful: "I'm also afraid..."

Peter raised his glasses, looked at the people, and said firmly: "Don't worry, I will do my best to protect everyone."