Chapter 451 Hei Chao: Wait until you come to beg me
"..." Dr. Cornell pushed up his glasses and expressed that he was speechless.
This time, he saw the clown's ability to make up lies.
This kind of perverted story comes right out of your mouth without even thinking about it!
Scary, really a little bit scary.
"Oh, poor Elizabeth, I really want to have such a little dog, but I don't know how much blows it can take from me..." Natasha blinked and smiled.
"..." Dr. Cornell was speechless again.
He is sick, but not as completely sick as the two guys in front of him.
When ordinary people hear such horror stories, shouldn’t they feel scared? Don’t they want to know the real truth?
In addition, don’t you want a puppy because dogs are cute?
How many sticks can you still bear?
This... is really hard to evaluate.
Dr. Cornell raised his eyebrows, understanding something in his mind.
Maybe that's why they became clowns and why they became clowns' friends.
He still has his own thoughts and consciousness, and has not fallen into that extreme madness.
"Hahaha, Elizabeth is not an ordinary dog, she should be able to withstand three sticks!" Jerome said seriously and seriously.
"Are you sure Elizabeth can withstand three sticks? But you can withstand one stick from me!" Natasha asked doubtfully.
"Definitely! Elizabeth is not an ordinary dog!" Jerome vowed.
"Then where did you buy it? I want to buy one too!" Natasha became interested.
"I didn't buy it, I picked it up. It's a stray dog! If possible, I would also like to pick up another one." Jerome whispered.
"Then it seems that I have to pay more attention to the stray dogs on the roadside recently. What color is Elizabeth?" Natasha asked.
"It is a white male dog with black eyes and no tail. It looks very cute. In fact, if you want to know whether a dog is Elizabeth, my suggestion is to give it a brick first. The dead one is not.
The only ones who survive..." Jerome carefully recalled the details of picking up the dog and said slowly.
"But it's too troublesome, and I have to look around... Can't I just hit it with a stick?" Natasha frowned.
"In that case, I can't be sure that the dog you picked up is Elizabeth!" Jerome spread his hands.
"Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog? This topic is too far-fetched. Are we three such smart people getting together just for a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't bear it.
He stopped and roared very loudly.
"But Elizabeth is not an ordinary dog!" Natasha folded her arms and said confidently.
"Indeed!" Jerome nodded and agreed.
"We can do whatever we want, this is our freedom!" Natasha raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"That's right!" Jerome continued to agree.
When Dr. Cornell heard this, he sighed and said helplessly: "Then use this freedom to do important things, and don't keep thinking about a dog."
"Sir, don't you want to build a happy garden?"
"Madam, don't you want to be loved by the gods?"
Dr. Cornell held back his anger and asked two questions.
"Well, little Pudding is more important than Elizabeth. I should focus on little Pudding. I don't know if he will hate raising a cute Elizabeth..." Natasha curled her lips and murmured softly.
Jerome rolled his eyes and said, "Doctor, you are really boring and have no meaning at all. I won't be happy being with someone like you."
"Besides, there seems to be no good solution at the moment! Whether the Happy Park can be completed perfectly, there are still many areas that need to be improved."
"God will kill you!"
A voice full of resentment suddenly sounded.
"Oh, who is talking? Why is there suddenly an extra person?" Natasha asked doubtfully.
Dr. Cornell raised his eyebrows, pointed to a broken corpse on the ground, and said, "It's the vampire that died tragically. Oh, he's not dead yet. His vitality is really a bit too tenacious."
Jerome narrowed his eyes and said with some surprise: "It seems that his blood is really pure. I tore his wings to pieces, broke his limbs, and dug out his heart. He is obviously dead."
Even though it’s gone, it can still curse.”
Dr. Cornell smiled and said: "I heard that vampires are immortal at night. The only things they fear are two silverwares crowned by the holy light and the sun in the sky."
"Besides these two things, there is no way to kill them."
"This is somewhat exaggerated. A vampire can only die if its heart is dug out or its head is smashed. I have killed many vampires." Jerome retorted.
"Yes, you did kill many vampires, but you forgot one thing..." Cornell pushed up his glasses.
"What's going on?" Jerome blinked and asked curiously.
"This vampire just drank your blood. Harley Quinn beat you to death, your blood flowed to him, and he used your blood to keep himself alive." Dr. Cornell replied.
Hearing this, Jerome nodded thoughtfully and said, "If you use my blood to cultivate vampires, and then let the vampires bite people to spread the disease, is there a chance to create a real happy garden?"
Dr. Cornell shook his head and said: "I think this is unrealistic. Things bitten to death by vampires will only become low-level vampires without intelligence. Feeding them will not achieve the effect you want."
"Hey, little bat, tell me about that god you're talking about. I'm very curious about him!" Natasha came to the vampire's side and pushed the baseball bat in her hand into the vampire's chest. While stirring, Natasha
asked with a smile.
"God will avenge me! All you blasphemers will die!" the vampire roared crazily.
"Idiot!" Natasha cursed fiercely and smashed the vampire's head with a baseball bat, completely ending its hope of resurrection.
"Well, ma'am, it probably didn't offend you, right? Why is it so angry all of a sudden? I'm quite curious about the magic in its mouth..." The corner of Dr. Cornell's mouth twitched, and he lost an experiment.
.
Natasha curled her lips and said: "Doctor, there is no need for a reason to hate or like something, but if you want a reason, I can give you one. They all exude a stench from the sewer.
Taste."
"This has seriously affected my spirit. How can I, a woman full of fragrance, bear such questions?"
"Besides, it cursed me to death, so why shouldn't I kill it? Well, actually, I also want to try to see if it can become Elizabeth? Jerome said that Elizabeth can withstand my three sticks."
"Oh, Elizabeth is a dog, okay! But she is a vampire!" Dr. Cornell rubbed his head and said with a headache.
"No one stipulates that Elizabeth is a dog? Anyone who can withstand my three sticks can be Elizabeth!" Natasha said seriously.
Jerome frowned, and an extremely excited smile suddenly broke out on his face. He waved his fist fiercely and jumped up and down: "Oh, I finally know how to build the happy park of my dreams."
"Yes, there is a huge gap between humans and gods...but there is no such thing as between gods!"
"As long as we kill the god in the vampire's mouth and use this god to create the laughing virus, is it really possible to create the Dionysian factor?"
"Maybe this is not the first-generation Dionysian factor in Joker, but it can definitely surpass the first-generation Dionysian factor. This will be a new, mutated version of the Dionysian factor that has never appeared before!"
After hearing this, Dr. Cornell was stunned for a moment and said excitedly: "Oh, Jerome, this is such a genius idea! I really love you to death!"
"Yes, the fear that can scare people is not real fear! Only the fear that can scare gods is the real original fear."
"Jerome, let this god be the corpse on our experimental bench. Whether it is my new land of fear or your happy garden, a god is needed as the foundation."
"Hahaha, I'm already excited. I've never been so happy as I am now. I can already see what it will look like when my dream is completed! I must destroy this world and this false world!"
"On the dilapidated ruins, build a brand new country, a country full of joy!" Jerome rolled his eyes and said softly.
"Kill a god? This is a good idea and a very interesting thing, but do we really have a way to kill a god?" Natasha frowned and asked in a low voice.
Jerome narrowed his eyes and said: "It is indeed difficult to kill a god. Although our vitality is tenacious, our offensive capabilities are seriously insufficient."
"Automatic rifles, rocket launchers, grenades...these human technological products that can cause huge damage may not necessarily be able to kill a god."
"We need very powerful weapons, the more powerful the better."
Dr. Cornell nodded and said softly: "Since it is the god of vampires, there may be two weaknesses that vampires have."
"In order to kill the gods, I suggest collecting a large number of silverware blessed by the holy light and developing a new weapon that imitates the sun's rays."
"We need to go to the Vatican and get some sacrificial vessels from the Holy See. We also need to go to Jerusalem, which is the place where Jesus died. If we are lucky enough to find the burial place of Jesus and dig up his body, what will happen to him?
Those shrouds and the huge cross should also work wonders..."
Jerome nodded and said: "You can also look for the Spear of Longinus. It is the holy weapon that killed Jesus and was stained with the holy blood."
"According to the existing information, this holy lance has been broken into three parts and was reforged by kings of various generations. One is in the Hofburg Museum in Vienna, one is in the Augustinian Church in Rome, and one is in the Great Glastonbury.
Found a monastery.”
"There are exactly three of us, each with a handful. It is really fate that we are destined to kill this god."
"However, these three holy guns are not necessarily the real guns of Longinus. There are always many things hidden in history that have gradually lost their original appearance. I will send people from the black market to search again."
"..." Dr. Cornell pushed up his glasses and expressed that he was speechless.
This time, he saw the clown's ability to make up lies.
This kind of perverted story comes right out of your mouth without even thinking about it!
Scary, really a little bit scary.
"Oh, poor Elizabeth, I really want to have such a little dog, but I don't know how much blows it can take from me..." Natasha blinked and smiled.
"..." Dr. Cornell was speechless again.
He is sick, but not as completely sick as the two guys in front of him.
When ordinary people hear such horror stories, shouldn’t they feel scared? Don’t they want to know the real truth?
In addition, don’t you want a puppy because dogs are cute?
How many sticks can you still bear?
This... is really hard to evaluate.
Dr. Cornell raised his eyebrows, understanding something in his mind.
Maybe that's why they became clowns and why they became clowns' friends.
He still has his own thoughts and consciousness, and has not fallen into that extreme madness.
"Hahaha, Elizabeth is not an ordinary dog, she should be able to withstand three sticks!" Jerome said seriously and seriously.
"Are you sure Elizabeth can withstand three sticks? But you can withstand one stick from me!" Natasha asked doubtfully.
"Definitely! Elizabeth is not an ordinary dog!" Jerome vowed.
"Then where did you buy it? I want to buy one too!" Natasha became interested.
"I didn't buy it, I picked it up. It's a stray dog! If possible, I would also like to pick up another one." Jerome whispered.
"Then it seems that I have to pay more attention to the stray dogs on the roadside recently. What color is Elizabeth?" Natasha asked.
"It is a white male dog with black eyes and no tail. It looks very cute. In fact, if you want to know whether a dog is Elizabeth, my suggestion is to give it a brick first. The dead one is not.
The only ones who survive..." Jerome carefully recalled the details of picking up the dog and said slowly.
"But it's too troublesome, and I have to look around... Can't I just hit it with a stick?" Natasha frowned.
"In that case, I can't be sure that the dog you picked up is Elizabeth!" Jerome spread his hands.
"Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog? This topic is too far-fetched. Are we three such smart people getting together just for a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't bear it.
He stopped and roared very loudly.
"Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog? This topic is too far-fetched. Are we three such smart people getting together just because of a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't help but
Yes, he roared very loudly.
"Hey, can you two stop talking about that dog? This topic is too far-fetched. Are we three such smart people getting together just because of a dog?" Dr. Cornell couldn't help but