"Damn...Damn..."

Rhode became anxious, biting his nails, trying to recall who Lear was, but had no clue at all.

Joanna grabbed Lear's wrist, gave Lear a wink, and signaled him to leave here quickly. Rhode's expression became unnatural, and he might have gone crazy.

Joanna was tortured by Rhodes for too long and even had conditioned reflexes. She was like a dog of Papolov. Whenever she saw Rhodes, she would tremble all over.

But Lear didn't move as if he had taken root there. Joanna pulled it for a while, but Lear didn't react at all.

Lear was ready to die, and Rhodes could not go back to massacre Star City for no reason. What must be the reason? As long as he knows the reason and understands Rhodes' attempts, he may stop all this, and this time retracement is not wasted.

It's just one death. If you hurt a little bit, physical pain is nothing. It's not the same level as fourteen days later.

Lear took a deep breath, tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart, and asked Rhode: "Why... why do you want to go back to Star City to destroy the companions of the human camp? We are all people in the same camp, and doing that will not do you any benefit."

Rhodes were shocked.

Joanna frowned and was ready to escape from here with instant movement.

The silence of death, a gust of wind blew up several abandoned old newspapers and fluttered on the streets in the dark, and Rhodes' fingers began to tremble.

"Carolyn IX... did you tell them this?"

Kakka...

Rhode turned his neck, turned it for 270 degrees, making a crisp sound of bone friction, looking at William in a strange arc, and his facial muscles began to twitch, bringing Yan Yi to the extreme.

William was like falling into an ice cave, people stood on the street, and the pot came from the sky. Is it my hammer business? I don’t know where this guy came from.

There were hundreds of ways to escape in William's mind, so that Rhodes would not kill him... By the way, he had been with Rhodes for a few days, and he still had some feelings, right? He wouldn't really kill him, right?

William knew that Rhodes was a mentally ill, and he was thinking about what kind of answers to satisfy Rhodes. If it was too boring to say yes or not, Rhodes liked interesting people. Since that is the case, he would have an interesting answer.

"Oh? I thought you would be happier if you did this. Don't you like that? If you like the way others are crying in pain, it's better to let them know in advance and let them slowly welcome death."

William leaned against the street light, held his arms with both hands, looking calm.

Rhodes were shocked.

"Wow, Williams, you are indeed my pistachio, the production of suckling..."

Rhode let out a gloomy and strange smile, as if there were hundreds of thousands of fish bones stuck in his throat, and it was extremely hoarse and unpleasant.

William cursed Farke insidiously, pistachio... It always sounds strange, but Rhode likes to call others intimately, whether it is to the enemy or the companion, no matter what, he has been through this level.

Joanna and Lear both had numb scalp.

Rhodes in front of him are the same as Rhodes in Lear's impression, crazy and violent, and cannot use human feelings to substitute him and learn about his thoughts.

Rhodes looked at Lear and approached Lear step by step. Every time he took a step forward, Lear's heart would tremble, fearing that Rhodes's mouth would suddenly turn into a bloody mouth. Lear had seen it.

"Why did I destroy my companions in the human camp? Why... Why... Why... Why do people live? Why do they fall in love with someone? Why can't they transform with Ultraman transformer? People have been asking why all their lives. Life has no purpose, only process. The so-called ultimate goal is nothingness. All beautiful things are curved and close to the goal. All straightness is deceptive. All truth is curved. I don't have a reason. I just have a process. I just have one step. The steps are..."

Rhode's terrifying pale face was pressed against Lear. His messy long black hair and the bloodshot eyes were like an evil ghost in a horror movie.

"All of you will die, it's very miserable, it's my hand, oh... I'm about to cry, I can't imagine your miserable situation, it's so sad, but this is inevitable, this is fate! No matter what, it can't be changed! Hahahahaha..."

Rhodes looked crazy, Lear swallowed his throat.

"etc!"

Rhode sniffed on Lear's shoulder, he remembered the smell, it was Joanna's.

Rhodes has a strong desire to control himself. Joanna is his property, just like the balance in a bank card. Such random deductions make Rhodes extremely unhappy.

"Anna... I thought you liked me, after all, we had a wonderful time, Honey, you broke my heart, you betrayed me!"

Rhode suddenly got crazy, the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and he reached out and grabbed Joanna's neck, preparing to crush Joanna's weak neck.

But Joanna was ready to leave long ago and disappeared directly, allowing Rhode to catch him.

Swish...

A cold light flashed.

Rhode used the relics of the Lizardman's father, the dagger, and he used all his strength to open the body limiter. Ten times the strength, his shoulders were dislocated and bleeding due to excessive force, and threw the dagger towards Joanna.

Puchi...

The dagger was accurately pierced on Joanna's eyebrows, and the entire blade was sunk deep, leaving only the hilt.

Joanna's body was stagnant, her eyes became dull, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden. A piece of gravel hit the back of her head, and bright red blood flowed out. She was no longer alive. The expression that was frozen at the moment of her death was shocked and relieved.

William held his forehead and sighed. He didn't know what to say, but he could only say it was a pity. After all, he was such a beautiful woman.

Lear felt tight when he saw the female corpse on the ground, but he was very restrained. Joanna was just an outsider. The more he cared about her, the more complicated things would become.

This time backtracking is not without gains. At least Lear knows that a psychopath like Rhodes is completely incomprehensible and must find other means, such as... Lan Ling.

William turned his back and lit a cigarette, and he knew what Rhode would do next.

"Come on! You mad dog! Tear me apart! Kill me! Let me see what methods you have!"

Lear almost roared, and although he said so, his body was still shaking slightly.

Rhode was shocked, and his fingers twitched in excitement.

"Very good enlightenment! Happy and happy..."

Rhode grinned, revealing his white teeth, and smiled quite cheerfully.

Click!

Rhode tore up one of Lear's arms alive, and then used the hand as a weapon, putting all his strength into his body, leaving no effort, and his bones, joints and muscle fibers burst into blood. He used Lear's own arms to whip Lear again and again.

pound!

pound!

pound!
Chapter completed!