Four Hundred and Sixty-Five Chapters Beasts! The Girl Let Go, Let Me

? Luke is no stranger to these two feelings, but in the past he basically used his hands, but now he is in contact with his whole body.

That feeling... indescribable.

However, he still had spare energy to observe Quentin's reaction.

In reality, Quentin should have been choked up by this flying liquid long ago, but now he is still in a coma.

Could it be that due to Quentin's coma, he couldn't receive the stimuli in the nightmare, or the reception was poor, so that this flying attack made by Freddy failed?

Thoughts in Luke's mind turned rapidly, but the blood quagmire seemed to never see the bottom, and the bodies of the two kept sinking downwards.

On the other side, Nancy felt suffocated immediately after sinking into the quagmire of blood.

The greasy and dirty blood poured into her nose and mouth crazily, and the strong stench and smell of blood made her fall into hell.

That feeling is similar to the feeling of an ordinary person falling into a cesspool.

It seemed to be a long time, and it seemed to be a short moment. Her body that fell in the muddy blood was suddenly empty, and the darkness in front of her eyes became slightly brighter.

She widened her eyes and felt that she had landed on a soft bed. As far as the eyes could see above her head, a mass of black and red blood was quickly retracting, and it turned back to the gray-white ceiling in an instant.

This is... your own bedroom?

Nancy's face was blank, but when she looked down, she found that the T-shirt and jeans she was wearing had changed into a white children's dress.

Her face changed greatly.

The style and color of the dress were familiar to her.

It was the dress she had seen in the little girl she had seen in her dream, and that little girl should have been herself in Badham kindergarten when she was a child.

"Three! Two! One!" With the low voice, the door of the room opened.

Freddy's figure was leaning against the door, his paws knocked on the door, making a thumping sound: "I'm coming in, little Nancy."

"No, don't come here," Nancy murmured fearfully.

Freddy approached hehe hehe: "Your eyes say no! No! My mouth says yes! Good!"

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He stretched out his claws and flicked towards the side of the bed, and Nancy's struggling limbs were immediately bound by invisible ropes, which were fixed on the bed wide open.

"Please, please, don't!" Nancy fell into despair.

With an elegant gesture, Freddy jumped onto the bed and lay on her side beside her, propping her head with her left hand, the steel claw of her right hand dipping down, the sharp and cold claws pressing on her bare calf, slowly. Swipe up.

The tips of the claws rubbed slightly against the skin, and Nancy felt terrified, as if her calves were bleeding.

In fact, there were only a few tiny white scratches on her calf.

Freddy's claws continued to rise, lifting the skirt of the white dress: "Remember, this is my favorite dress you wear."

Nancy shook her head hard. "No, I don't know."

Freddie chuckled: "You already remember. I know, you have seen the gifts I left, and your heart is now full of pain and fear, and they are calling me."

Following the words in his mouth, the tips of the claws gradually moved up, and the corner of the dress slowly rose, over the knees, over the thighs.

Nancy closed her eyes in pain: "Who, who will save me!"

Freddy smiled oddly: "There's no one else here, including your little boyfriend."

Following his words, the skirt made a screeching sound, and the hem was torn apart by the claws.

"Open your eyes and look at me!" Freddy yelled suddenly.

Nancy clearly resisted, but she opened her eyes subconsciously, and then suddenly widened: "OMG!" (Oh! My God)

Freddy snorted: "No, there is only me here! And I will only send you to hell."

But Nancy murmured unconsciously: "Quentin? Uh... Luke?"

Freddy froze for a moment, then turned his head sharply.

At this moment, on the ceiling in the corner of the room, a cloud of black and red liquid "spit out" two people, and is quickly retracting.

One of them had his head and limbs drooping, apparently in a coma.

The other person twisted his body in mid-air, his posture changed from lying flat to upright, and landed on the ground extremely lightly.

Looking at the gazes from the two on the bed, the standing man put his hand on his forehead: "Freddy! Freddy! How many times have I said, don't keep thinking about doing such a dirty thing to a beautiful girl. You dead eunuch!"

Freddy's surprise was fleeting, and he got up slowly: "It's you again?"

Luke: "Yeah, I'm the one who punishes evil and eliminates evil, and incarnates justice - Skywalker!"

Freddy was stunned, and immediately laughed, bending down with laughter: "Haha, haha, Skywalker? Haha, I'm so scared! Hey, where's your lightsaber? Where's your cape? More importantly, you What about the Force?"

After speaking, he actually turned on the bed again and lay beside Nancy, his claws brushing over her smooth skin: "I like the sound of claws cutting through their skin, and I like their screams and howls... …”

"Beast! Let go of that girl!" Luke shouted: "Let me come~"

Freddy: "Huh?!"

Nancy: "hat?!"

Luke smiled embarrassedly: "Haha, then what... a string of words! It should be - don't touch her!"

Freddy heard the familiar line and felt that the rhythm was finally back under his control.

The tips of his claws continued upward, slicing through the white dress, turning it into something like a cardigan: "How could I give up something so wonderful."

As he spoke, the tip of his claws stopped at Nancy's chest. With a little force, it began to sag there, and the sharp claws seemed to be inserted in the next moment.

Looking at this situation, Luke suddenly said, "Hey, why isn't such a big girl wearing a chest protector?"

Freddy: "Huh?"

Nancy: "hat?"

When Luke asked this question, he smashed Quentin in his hand.

Freddy looked at the whistling Quentin, his head didn't turn a bit, and he disappeared on the bed in an instant.

Quentin, who was in a coma, slammed hard on Nancy, causing her to gasp in pain.

She can't call out.

Quentin's body was terribly heavy, and this time it seemed to flatten her stomach.

Freddy's figure appeared by the bed again: "Wow, now I seem to have two toys."

Luke pouted: "It's okay, anyway, that man is on it, you can kill it as you like."

Freddy: "Huh?"

Nancy: "hat?"

Luke walked over slowly: "I'm not gay, why should I protect a man. Men should be self-reliant."

Freddy:  …

Nancy:  …

What you said makes sense, but we are speechless.

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