Chapter 3547 (1/2)
When they found monak again, they were squatting on the roof of a taco shop in a dream. In view of the death waiter's lung cancer, he usually didn't smoke much. It seems that he is a little stressed today.
”Is it done?” Cousin saw the death knell coming back, rubbed his hands and stood up, acting very normal.
”Well, summon the demon God HOGGS to eat the cow. The year of the ox is the year of the tiger, so from this point of view, the big tiger also restrained the clown cow...”
Su Ming patted the waiter's head, but he got a sticky paste on his head, which made him a little speechless:
”Just don't think about it. I already know who's behind it. Let's go to the deepest part of the dream and dig him out.”
On one side, monak touched his moustache and seemed to have secretly waxed. He held a cigarette in a very gentlemanly attitude and nodded in response to the death knell:
”I probably guessed that there are countless demons and gods who can use the dimension of dreams, even Manipur's twenty-eight nights in the outermost dimension, which represent various concepts in the night. They can make people dream, but they play nightmares...”
The death knell took his words and motioned monak to wash the dead waiter with a new magic, while he rubbed his hands on the ground and said:
”The majority of people who have nightmares are ancient people, but this dream is too normal for ancient people. There will be no taco shop in kesulu's dream. So far, I haven't seen deformed sarcomas or fish head monsters...”
”There it is! Brother, the monster you said appears!”
Before the words fell, the waiter screamed. Not far from the three people's feet, a fish head man with pus and polyps and a round body like a sarcoma was about to enter the store to buy tacos.
Hearing this sound, the monster of the suspected deformed diver raised his head and looked at them with empty eyes like a dead fish.
The death knell was silent for a while, then his big hand slipped several times until his cousin couldn't get up again and his intestines flowed all over the ground. Then he put away the owl dagger and said angrily:
”Didn't you tell me to stop thinking? Why did you create another monster for me? Do you want to drive me crazy?”
”Others, they didn't mean it.” The dead waiter wriggled and hummed, raised a trembling hand, and painstakingly wrote a miserable word with his own blood behind his cousin's calf: ”I really can't control my brain because I'm sick. If this reason is not enough, I can dye myself black, then go to the green religion, and then send a bunch of posts supporting lbgt on the Internet. In this way, it's just for you to forgive me.”
Su Ming doesn't care about him because the goods are getting stronger and stronger. It's better to end the matter earlier and throw people back into the sewer.
”Hello, gentlemen on the roof. What can I do for you?” However, the fish head man standing on the ground spoke, and he pointed to the store door with his webbed fingers: ”if nothing happens, I'll buy his pancakes and secret ketchup.”
The death knell pulled up the dead waiter on the ground, helped him pull his belly, barely put it together, bowed his head and asked the fish man:
”Don't you want to attack us?”
The deformed diver with sarcomas shook his head. Some doubts appeared in his dead fish like eyes and replied: