Chapter 3661

"Why am I the first to die? No, it's my bionic."

In the auditorium of Tva, several people sitting at a round table eating and drinking are watching the broadcast video projected in the center of the table.

Cassandra was completely unaware of the dark plan of the death knell before and expressed her opposition after arriving here because she didn't want to separate from Tony.

After leaving for so many years, they once went to the opposite side. Now it's hard to get together. It's the stage of honey and oil, but they are forced to play a bitter drama?

Unfortunately, her protest is invalid. The death knell can even ignore Maria's opinion, not to mention that she is an ordinary girl?

There's no way. If you can't resist, you can only enjoy it. This is a very strange feeling. Looking at the interaction between Tony and another fake self in the picture, karshan is still a little jealous. She wants the fake to die immediately and stick it to Tony.

But when she saw her bionic man explode into a blood mist and didn't even have a last word, she didn't want the fake to die, at least not like this.

"You don't understand, little beauty, hey, hey..." A strange man with a stench suddenly appeared behind us and spoke in a voice like excrement in his mouth, but he didn't just talk to karshan, but suddenly turned to no one, winked across his mask and said, "it's the new year again, audience friends, I miss you so much!"

“yue......”

Only heard the sound, but there was no one, but the strong fragrance from the wind made everyone on the table except Howard retch, and the sound from the depths of his throat could not be heard.

"Dead waiter, don't suddenly appear and talk to yourself. Don't stand in the upper air outlet behind us. Go over there." Howard took out his handkerchief, covered his wife's mouth and nose, and pointed angrily across the round table: "Damn it, how long haven't you taken a bath? That's why I didn't want to come to your wedding yesterday..."

Yes, this is the auditorium where the dead maid gets married. At this time, the space is replaced by the terrain of Scottish hills and grasslands. Everyone enjoys meals in the clear blue sky and breeze. They can even see the distant sea beating the rocky reefs rhythmically.

After listening to Howard's words, the waiter covered his chest and staggered to the opposite side of the round table like being shot. His neck stretched out and looked at his old friend with unbelievable eyes.

This was the case with the Marines who were hit by the shore fire force when they landed on the d day, because they realized that the landing boat opened the door in front.

Regret, fear, anger and other emotions are mixed together, which often makes it difficult for normal people to express.

then... The music suddenly sounded, and the dead waiter suddenly began to dance in the enchanting A-San style. The soundtrack was very happy. He was not a normal person, and sang along with the rhythm:

"Who sent you to me? It's the round moon, the moon. It's the dark knell, the dark knell, the dark knell, the knell..."

While singing and dancing, he kept winking at the guests on the table. In fact, he was suggesting that everything was arranged by his cousin, but there was something wrong with the use of different eyes across the mask.

Howard didn't come to the wedding yesterday. Maybe he didn't want to bump into Tony's face, maybe for other reasons, but did he think he could escape? It's no use. Did you come honestly today?

Because the death knell had a plan.

Howard, a simple moustache, thinks that the death knell only counts Tony. That's a big mistake. The bad cousin's thousand story routine can't be prevented.

Anyway, after watching the dead waiter's song and dance performance, everyone present threw up except Howard, who had been used to it in his early years.

Wade turned off the MP3 and sat opposite the round table. He put his legs on the table and launched a tactical backward tilt towards the back of the chair:

"I'm manly. Women are so cute. You with a funny moustache have no right to say me. Also, I know many people will be excited to vomit when they see me like seeing red fresh meat, but can you stop causing trouble to the cleaners? Although they are illegal immigrants from Mexico, they also have human rights."

"Thank you!"

A fat Mexican wearing a baseball cap, dark skin and dressed like a truck driver didn't know where it came from. He came with a mop and bucket, spoke English with an accent, nodded gratefully to the waiter and began cleaning on the spot.

"You're welcome, because we are a community with a shared future for mankind. I love you."

The waiter smiled and compared his heart to each other, indicating that it was love from America, and then pointed to the corner of the table:

"We're on the lawn now. We can't use a mop. Go and change a rake and clean it up. If you can't clean it up, suck it with your mouth. By the way, go to the earth and buy me some boxes of lubricating oil. Those I brought last night were used up, but there were no balm flavor in the goods prepared by my cousin and adjutant. It's not exciting enough. Xia Kela doesn't like it."

So I don't know why the Mexicans who appeared in TVA headquarters hurried away again. They were so obedient.

"Why don't you go to another table to entertain others? I think we'll just watch the broadcast ourselves. You don't need to explain."

Howard, who looks much younger than the bionic man, wants to get rid of the dead waiter. Although he can stand it, his in laws and daughter-in-law are throwing up their eyes. This won't work.

"Don't say that. You showed up at my super thunderbolt invincible wedding honeymoon banquet. That's my guest." The dead waiter buckled the dead skin on his buttocks, tore off a large piece and threw it aside on the grass. He rubbed it with his foot: "nothing else. I'm very simple. You know me. Besides, you haven't seen my wife yet. She changed her clothes and will come in a minute."

"Alas..."

Howard sighed. Although he wanted to stand up and go, it was only here that he could see the broadcast of his son Tony. The death knell had planned everything.

If you want to watch the broadcast, you have to endure the torture of dead attendants. This is probably the price that mages often say. If you want to gain anything, you will inevitably lose something else.

The couple in law and their daughter-in-law, including dear Maria, have lost lunch and stomach acid, while he himself seems to have lost his integrity, which is a more precious thing.

Seeing that he had accepted the reality, the corners of his mouth under the death mask drew the same arc as "√". He looked at Cassandra, who had just vomited and rolled her eyes on the snow-white tablecloth

"Let's continue with the previous topic. Guess why your bionic man died first. My cousin once praised you as a cruel woman. Let me see if you are dark enough?"

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