Chapter 466

Freddy's eyes rolled and he thrust a claw into Quentin's arm. "Wake up, your girlfriend is going to die."

Quentin just vaguely hum, still in a coma.

Freddy awkwardly retracted his paws, but Quentin had only a small cut on his arm.

Luke asked with a smile, "don't bother. Now even if you make a hole to feed him, he doesn't respond

Freddy blinked. "Really? What about you? "

Luke frowned. "So, I said, you must be killed."

He jerked one of his legs.

Freddy turned over and jumped back. He was already laughing: "ha ha ha ha, so you eat a full mouth of Xiang, right? Then more, more! "

In an instant, the whole room changes scene again and returns to the boiler room.

Nancy was still bound on all fours, but she had become half empty with four chains.

Under her body is a big stove. A series of flames erupt from the huge mouth of the stove. She just rubbed the dress which was broken into two pieces and set it on fire.

Nancy screamed in agony, and the flame of the skirt seemed to burn her soul and make her miserable.

Luke looked at his feet, where once again turned into a puddle of blood, black, red, black and red liquid was rapidly engulfing his body.

He could not help murmuring: "this taste, one experience is enough."

As he spoke, he gave his legs a jerk.

Bang!

There was a dull thud, and a big hole burst out of the black and red blood, but Luke's body flew up and flew over Nancy.

When he waved his hands, the chain that bound Nancy's limbs broke, and then he picked it out with one foot, and she fell to the ground on the edge.

Nancy was free, rolling desperately on the ground, frantically beating the flames on her skirt, still screaming.

Luke turned over and fell next to her. He held her down and slapped her. The flame on her disappeared instantly.

Nancy gawked at her tattered dress and didn't understand what was going on.

Luke looked at Freddy, who was not far away, and said, "Nancy, I need to remind you, are you actually in a T-shirt and jeans?"

Nancy was at a loss. "Ah, what?"

Luke: so, your dress, the fire on your skirt, even your naked state, are all imagined by yourself, understand

Nancy shook her head stupidly. Her mind was in a state of chaos. She couldn't think of it at all.

Luke said nothing more.

He knew that Nancy was not to blame.

It's not that she's stupid, it's that Freddy's nightmares are affecting her consciousness, making her downy enough to ignore the unreasonableness in her dreams.

Many people dream of flying, falling off cliffs, being chased and so on.

At that moment, people seldom analyze its rationality.

Dreaming is the most relaxing time for people.

Dream is also the most easily distorted thing by mental power.

The reason why Freddy kills people through dreams is that his power is not so powerful in reality.

Only through dreams can we distort the cognition of these young people and hypnotize them step by step.

When there's something wrong with their cognition, such as Nancy's screaming and screaming, Freddie can easily kill them.

In fact, it wasn't just Freddy's power that killed them, it was themselves.

Sometimes, when people think they are dead, they are dead.

Freddy's nightmare ability is to further expand this phenomenon and even become his own strength.

At the moment, Freddy looked at him suspiciously: "you What is it? "

Luke rolled his eyes. "I'm human."

Freddy groaned, "the ability you just used is not human at all."

Luke was dissatisfied: "Oh, how do you curse! I will kill you. " Between the shaking of his figure, he made a force under his feet and rushed to Freddy.

Freddy grabbed it without hesitation.

He doesn't believe Luke's arm can be compared to his claws, and it's his home court.

As soon as Luke raised his hand and the second hair was first lifted on his arm, Freddy became a claw raising gesture.

He took advantage of the situation and lifted Freddy's crotch, throwing Freddy to the ground with both arms.

Freddy cried twice, and suddenly disappeared from his hands: "Wow, you are Bruce Lee, but it's useless. Ha ha ha ha, this is my world. "

Luke took back his empty hands and sneered: "you've got a little chirp, and there's nothing to be proud of. Besides, your world is really bad. You should read more books. "Freddy: "ha ha, are you angry? Little Skywalker. Don't worry, uncle Freddy will be with you all the time. "

BIA Gee!

Luke put down his right foot which came out of the back pedal without expression: "you've been playing this game for decades, can you change something new? In this era, if we don't innovate, we will fall behind, if we fall behind, we will be eliminated, old Freddy! "

Freddy got up from a pipe and rubbed his nose: "because I like it. Moreover, classics never change for time. "

Luke shrugged. "So, you don't have a new way? I have good news for you. I have two companions who will wake us up at any time. You don't have much time. "

Freddy giggled, standing on the high pipe, but did not come down.

He found Luke hard to deal with.

First of all, Luke had no fear of him.

Secondly, Luke's performance made Nancy's mind more and more normal, while Quentin was still in a coma.

This keeps Freddy's dream power weakening.

His nightmares also need strength to maintain, not out of nothing.

And the ability to kill in a dream also needs some strength to complete, and it can't be born out of nothing.

If he could kill at will after dreaming, he would have killed all the people in chunmu town.

Finally, Luke's mental strength is so strong that he is completely unaffected by his nightmare dreams.

The situation froze for the time being.

And before two people each other mouth a lot of guns, the final operation is just a few times the same reason, two people's purpose is not simple.

Luke has a lot of cards. Now it's just a chance to observe the reality of Freddy's nightmare dream. This kind of dream player is too hard to meet.

Freddy is trying to make time for himself to absorb Nancy's fear and pain and become stronger.

Two guys with their own ideas and their own calculations are just going to shoot at each other.

Only Nancy and Quentin are wronged.

Quentin was in a coma and did not suffer much, but Nancy was standing there pitifully with her chest in her arms. She was not comfortable.