Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 242: The Slaughter of the Hangover

“Why is there no sound? ”

“The pinhole camera was also blocked by the backpack. ”

“Did the American spot it? ”

“Impossible, if he noticed something was wrong, he wouldn't rush to follow, it should be the two teachers who didn't have an appetite for him. ”

“What should we do? Did you close the net early, or did you really send the cherry sauce and sauce? ”

“Are you kidding me, giving cherry sauce and sauce to that American? I'm the first to disagree! ”

“Well, there's no way. Close the internet early. The two teachers should know what to do. ”

“That's all there is to it. Go! ”

Just on the lower level of room 402, a group of neon gangsters who didn't look like good people walked toward the room where Dior was.

Without knocking on the door or any warning, I just swiped my card and came in!

It turns out it's all premeditated, and it's not like doing something like that twice at a time!

But the scene they were expecting didn't happen at all. The two teachers lay in bed, but their clothes were intact and comatose, and this time their target sat calmly on the chair next to them, single-handedly holding their chin like they were looking at some kind of cargo, measuring them, without a panicked look!

The first people to rush in, holding the camera up, stood still and looked back at the crowd behind them in confusion.

The atmosphere suddenly became very strange!

Until it was confirmed that the 'cargo’ had come to the door on its own initiative, Dior's opening broke the silence.

“The hotel service here is very enthusiastic. Are you guys here to help me take pictures? ”

Just as the crowd entered and retreated, yellow hair suddenly appeared as a harsh colour, "Go! The man who tied him up first and dared to play foot watch, he didn't even know he was alive! ”

A dozen batters immediately surrounded themselves, obviously the plot failed to make them a little angry and started playing hard!

On their turf, rubbing or squeezing is just a matter of words, and a pretentious Yankee can turn it upside down!

A toast to not eating liquor and fines is this kind of fool who doesn't recognize reality!

Enjoy yourself. How are you? How are you? How are you?

Yellow hair is also hard, say anything to make this bastard pay!

However, their act of being ashamed and angry can be said to be in the middle of Dior's arms. The people who come here are not dark enough, so how can he eat black!

These scumbags are a scourge even if they live!

After a long time, [The Hangover] suddenly appeared in Dior's right eye, wiping his short sword without a word at this moment.

“Go on, except for the two lying in bed, there's no one left in the house. ”

The bloodthirsty colors in [the backhog] 's eyes, which were ordered, flashed and then instantly disappeared into his right eye, this near-light speed of movement, even if prepared, could not resist, not to mention these undetectable stinking fish shrimp.

Hit it!

The man in front of him immediately opened his eyes and fell with his hands firmly around his neck. Despite his desperate desire to stop the blood from flowing out of his body, he quickly walked into the arms of the Reaper.

“What happened? ”

The rest of the people who saw this scene were all horrified, but without waiting for anything to happen to them, one person in the room fell into a bloodbath with a terrified neck!

“The devil! ”

As the last person alive, yellow hair had frightened the birds out of their pants, and his last memory was rated at the moment of turnaround.

Perhaps when he dies, he will regret so much that he will provoke a Sha Xing like a ghost.

When [Backhog Man] returned to Dior's right eye with a bloodstained sword, the killing red light in his eyes only slightly dispersed. Obviously, this little prey was not enough for him to enjoy.

Dior stood up and swept the bodies all over the floor, then retrieved [the hangman], and then he began to look for what he wanted on the body of a place, such a horrible scene if the cowardly saw the presumed spooky insanity.

After turning to find more than 100,000 yen, he switched to one of the undyed cheap suits, then changed his backpack to look like one of them and closed the door and left without a trace.

And after about half an hour of Dior's departure, the intense bloody smell finally caught the attention of the service staff, and the screaming sounded when the door opened...

Dior, who handled the food and lodging for the two days, first picked up a liquor house on the side of the road to try some local Neon food, and then talked to a long, eye-catching girl on the street and went away with a laugh at the price.

He doesn't have an identity to stay at the hotel right now, which is why he did it, and the deceased had a driver's license or something on them, but they obviously can't use it anymore.

After following the girl to her temporary residence, Dior frowned and apparently lived nearby with people with similar jobs and a poor environment, but he pinched his nose when he thought about his trip.

Find a way to reach Tony tomorrow.

Faced with a hot girl, Dior gently squeezed it behind her neck and set it aside for a rest.

The next day, at dawn, Dior left with his bag and, of course, didn't forget to leave the accommodation fee behind.

Dior seemed Buddhist at the time, and even had a leisurely breakfast. He had no idea how badly his own killing at the hotel had affected the local police station yesterday, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't care.

After breakfast, he went to a nearby store and bought an international and domestic phone card, then found a telephone booth on the side of the road and started contacting Tony.

He didn't mean to take Tony's number, but this guy was so sloppy, it was hard not to be impressed.

Soon, the phone rang, but it wasn't answered for a long time, and Dior didn't mind, so he kept calling.

The time difference between Tokyo and New York is 14 hours, this side is 9: 00 a.m., and Tony's side is 7: 00 p.m., which is either immersed in Tony's personality at work or outside.

But what Dior knows about Tony now is that Tony shouldn't have thought about going out after he gets the Edmund alloy, either at home or at S.H.I.E.L.D. studying the Armor of the Destroyer.

Until the third call, I finally heard Tony's voice, and it was still so... unbeaten.

“Whoever you are, if you can't make me happy again, I'll lock you in right away and light a big fireworks in your house, believe me, I promise! ”