Beautiful Man

At night, Paris, outskirts.

The remote gas station is full of corpses.

The bodies of seven employees lie in various corners inside and outside the gas station.

Even if they were scattered, and even if there were only two murderers, they did not make a call to the police until they died.

The locomotive opened the water tank of the fire truck according to the operation on the mobile phone and said, "Let's start."

Franklin stepped forward and stuffed the oil gun into the water tank, activated the super oil gun and started to spray gasoline frantically.

The fire truck stopped right in the middle of the four refueling points. In order to speed up, the two of them stuffed all the gasoline guns into the water tank.

However, the capacity of the water tank is too large, and the time for refueling is still somewhat long.

The locomotive and Franklin sat aside chatting, and smoothly solved the three waves of unlucky ghosts who came to cheer.

After half an hour, the huge water tank was finally filled with gasoline.

Franklin immediately sat in the cab, and the locomotive pulled out all the oil guns and let them continue to spray gasoline.

Starting the fire engine, the two drove towards Notre Dame Square.

………………

Paris is the capital of fashion and romance, and it is also a city that never sleeps.

The sky is as dark as ink, but there are more and more people outside the Notre Dame square.

Walking on the square, you can see men and women holding hands and kissing everywhere.

This exciting scene caused tons of harm to countless single dogs.

Tourists are enjoying a cool night, and a low engine sound is heard from far and near.

Everyone raised their heads and saw a fire engine slowly approaching and stopping in the central area of ​​the square.

Is there a fire?

The tourists raised their heads and looked around in doubt.

Except for the dazzling lights around, they did not see a trace of fire.

At this time, the pumping booster pump of the fire truck started, and a low rumbling sound was heard.

The sturdy fire-fighting nozzle rises from the top of the water tank and turns to aim at Notre Dame de Paris.

puff!

A thick jet of water sprayed out, and after drawing a curve in the sky, it crashed onto the top of the building.

The tourists were curious and hurriedly asked their companions beside them.

Do you still have a custom of spraying water on buildings in France?

The French natives were confused when asked.

Is this custom in Paris?

I'm afraid it's not a fake Frenchman.

The weird behavior of the fire truck did not affect the interest of tourists in the least.

Romantic French couples also choose to walk in the rain, walk under the arc of the jet of water, and feel the cool touch of the fine raindrops on their cheeks.

"Oh, dear, this is so romantic."

The women raised their heads and sniffed their noses gently, ready to feel the green and astringent smell of rain.

however……

"My dear, why does this rain smell like gasoline."

The men also sniffed their noses, their intoxicated expressions instantly stiffened and quickly turned into panic!

"Oh my God! This is gasoline! Gasoline!" someone yelled.

"what!"

"Really! It's really gasoline!"

The surrounding crowd began to sniff the smell in the air vigorously.

Sure enough, a familiar and unfamiliar smell entered the nasal cavity.

"Damn it, is the man driving the fire truck a pig's brain? Actually spraying gasoline as water!"

The bold man ran to the fire truck and knocked hard on the door to remind them.

The power windows slowly fell, and a face wearing a clown mask appeared in front of them.

In an instant, the entire square was silent, and all the tourists were dumbfounded.

Many of these tourists have come from the United States. Now the mainland of the United States has become a mess, clown organizations are making troubles everywhere, and the government's police force simply cannot control them.

They thought they would not have to worry about safety when they came overseas, but they didn't expect the clown organization to follow along.

The short and strange silence was broken, and everyone screamed and fled away.

"Damn it! They're a clown organization, call the police!"

The police stationed in the square to maintain public order heard the commotion and rushed over here immediately.

Seeing the two people sitting in the fire truck, the police immediately escaped with their pistols, preparing to kill them on the spot.

Dare to set Notre Dame on fire?

Damn it!

"Hold on!" A policeman pressed his colleague's pistol: "The fire truck is filled with gasoline. We must not shoot."

"Yes! Once the gasoline is ignited, Notre Dame de Paris will be destroyed by fire, and those of us will become sinners in France!"

The police immediately put away their pistols, pulled out the batons from their waists, and rushed up.

Looking at the oncoming dozens of policemen, Franklin sneered disdainfully: "You go down and play with them?"

The locomotive moved his wrists and said with a smile: "There are still a few minutes before the water tank is sprayed, so let's play with them."

Click!

The door opened and the locomotive jumped down.

"Quick! Get him up!"

These French policemen were not only not afraid when they saw the clown organization, but rushed up with excitement like seeing a big girl.

If this were replaced by the American police, it would have disappeared long ago.

The policeman running in the front rushed forward, raised his baton and slammed it towards the locomotive.

First work, done!

Huh!

The moment the baton hit the locomotive, he suddenly activated his superpowers, and the whole world entered bullet time.

Looking at the policeman who was still at hand, the locomotive touched the scum on his chin and thought of a good idea.

He gently lifted the policeman up, changed his direction, and then disarmed his superpowers.

The eager policeman beamed with joy, clenched his baton and smashed it down!

boom!

A muffled sound!

The truncheon hit his colleague's forehead impartially, and a line of blood flowed down his forehead.

The two policemen looked at each other.

Whether it is a hitter or a person being beaten, they are in a state of stunned eyes.

What happened and what happened just now?

How did I call my colleague?Why was I hit by a colleague?

After a while, a sharp pain came from the top of the head.

"what!!!"

The policeman clutched his bloody forehead and cried out in pain.

The surrounding police stopped one after another and looked at the colleague who was lying on the ground screaming and staring at each other.

"My God! What the hell is going on!"

"I don't know! My eyes bloomed and it became like this."

"Is this a super power?"

"I heard that the core members of the clown organization are superpowers."

"Is there really superpowers in this world? I thought it was fake news from CNN!"

"If he really has super powers, then we won't be over!"

Just when the police were at a loss, the locomotive that disappeared before his eyes reappeared, with two table knives in his hands.

"When I first met, I didn't prepare a gift. I'll show you a show." The locomotive raised the knife in his hand and smiled.

"After a while, I will throw these two knives out. The knife in the left hand will pierce his right eye, and the knife in the right hand will pierce his left eye."

The locomotive pointed at two police officers casually, and said excitedly: "This is not the magic of bad streets. Magic has props and childcare, but I rely on my true ability."

"Run!"

Before he could finish his words, the policemen's complexion changed drastically and quickly turned and fled.

The locomotive didn't care about them, closed his eyes and started the countdown.

"Three, two, one!"

As soon as the voice fell, he threw the knife forward abruptly, and then quickly activated his superpowers.

Opening his eyes, two knives were floating in the air, flying at a slow speed.

"Shit! This is a bit too much."

The locomotive complained and slightly modified the flight path of the knife.

Then, he took the two policemen who had just been named and adjusted their positions to ensure that the knife could hit.

Super power lifted!

call out!

The two knives flew over quickly, piercing the eyes of the two with precision.

"what!!!"

A tragic scream sounded.

The two policemen covered their bloody eyes, knelt down on the ground and cried heartbreakingly, their eyes were pierced by the knife.

The police officers who ran away looked back, frightened and hurried to flee.

Huh!

The police had a flower in front of them, and the locomotive, which was just 100 meters behind them, suddenly appeared in front of them.

"It's now!" a police officer yelled, staring!

This sentence was like a signal, and all the police immediately took out their guns and shot him frantically.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The locomotive quickly activated its superpowers with a different face.

The speed of the bullet is much faster than that of the knife, and even the third-level ability cannot be underestimated.

The locomotive trot and ran out of the bullet shooting area.

While running, he noticed that his station was in the opposite direction of the fire truck.

The locomotive suddenly realized.

Because it is in the opposite direction, the police do not have to worry that the bullet will hit the fire truck and ignite the gasoline.

"Huh! Interesting!"

The locomotive stood aside with a sneer.

All this is certainly not a coincidence. It seems that these white-skinned police officers still have a few smart people.

For unknown superpowers, the police are extremely afraid.

They squeezed the trigger forcefully, venting all the bullets in the magazine.

But when they looked intently, there was no one in front of them.

After a glance, I finally saw the unharmed locomotive standing aside.

"Quick! Change the magazine!"

The locomotive's lips lightly said: "The game is over, the killing begins!"

He activated his superpowers and quickly moved to a policeman, snatching the pistol and magazine from him.

After changing the magazine, he raised his arm and aimed the muzzle at his heart.

boom!

A slow gunshot sounded.

The brass bullet hit the policeman's body at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.

The reason why I chose to shoot the heart instead of the brainstem that can instantly make people lose their response.

That's because he hopes to leave dozens of seconds, so that these police officers can experience this feeling of despair at the last moment of their lives.

The locomotive did the same, taking names one by one.

After emptying two magazines, he threw away the pistol to disarm his superpowers.

In an instant, the dozen or so policemen fell to the ground at the same time, their bodies twitching and squirming like dehydrated fish, and blood was constantly gushing from the wound on their chest.

The locomotive squatted down and looked at them with a smile, until these people stopped moving and closed their eyes completely.

………………

Taking advantage of this time, Franklin washed the Notre Dame Cathedral from top to bottom like a car wash until the gasoline in the water tank ran out.

He jumped out of the car and greeted the locomotive to leave, "It's all done, let's go."

Franklin took a zippo lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself and the locomotive.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling the smoke slowly, he vigorously threw the burning lighter back.