American comics: Start as a corpse collector, choose technology to cultivate immortality

After entering the underground chamber, what appeared in Frank's sight was not the corpse of the Howard Cent, but a monster that made people's scalps tingle.

The monster had a humanoid body, but its limbs were long, resembling a gibbon.

However, the monster had no hair on its body, its skin was smooth and dark like a rhinoceros, and it also had nails like steel daggers and a mouthful of furious fangs.

When Frank saw the monster's scarlet eyes.

A ferocious and clever cold light had appeared in front of Frank's neck.

Even with Frank's dangerous instincts and dexterity, he could only dodge for a while, and rolled to the side in embarrassment.

Bang!

Fortunately, even in the face of monsters, Frank's fighting instinct is still the same.

Even in the midst of the roll, Frank fought back as hard as he could, hitting the monster at close range.

The Remington M870 shotgun has extremely fierce power, even if an elephant is hit at close range, it will be seriously injured on the spot.

The huge impact and ferocious lethality sent the monster flying three meters away.

However, what shocked Frank was unusually good.

Even if the monster was hit at close range and its chest was shattered, it still had an extremely strong ability to act.

Even, as if he hadn't received any damage, the other party rolled over and pounced again.

"Damn monster crumb!".

Bang!bang!bang!

Frank wasn't the kind of person who hesitated, and when he saw that the monster wasn't dead, he went up and went up to blast it.

It turns out that in front of trolls, all beings are indeed equal, even monsters.

More than ten seconds later.

The lights in the basement flickered on and on, and a large area of furniture was in tatters.

Frank carried a large troll and looked fiercely into a room deep in the secret room.

On the door of that room, there was a characteristic glass window, and behind it was reflected a hideous face with an ugly expression, it was none other than Howard Willing of the Cente family.

"Who are you, Fake?".

From the loudspeaker outside the door, Howard's solemn roar could be heard.

Frank looked paralyzed, didn't mean to answer, and slammed his hand on the window.

Unfortunately, the doors and windows of that room are specially customized and bulletproof.

But even so, Howard was very angry.

"Damn bastard, if you leave now, I can still act like nothing happened...... What do you want to do, don't push me, Fake, Zizi!".

With a burst of firelight, the loudspeaker outside the room was directly exploded.

No matter how silently Howard roared behind the door.

Frank didn't pay any attention to it, and pulled out an electronic blasting bomb from behind his back, ready to stick it directly to the door.

It is proper to expaninate them all, and leave no evil behind.

Meet Frank's ruthless style of action.

Howard's face behind the door was gloomy, and there was no longer any roar, and the whole person exuded a gloomy and low expression, and then slapped viciously on a button inside the door.

After all this, Howard didn't say anything, just looked at Frank coldly through the window.

As Frank approaches the door and places an electronic blasting bomb.

Howard was very abrupt, and on the glass window, he began to write words.

"Everybody, all have to die!".

Howard's calmness and gloom in the room made Frank feel uneasy.

However, after glancing at the other party, Frank was still resolute and set off the bomb.

Immediately, Frank didn't look at it, and turned around and left.

As a top soldier who doesn't know how many storming operations he has carried out, Frank knows very well that after the electronic bomb is detonated, Howard in the room will definitely not survive.

Boom!

A minute later.

Frank came to the courtyard of the villa, and there was a tremor and roar from the ground inside the villa.

But just as Frank was about to leave, a creepy feeling made Frank's whole body stiffen for a moment.

When Frank reacted, he was shocked to find that there were tunnels opening up in the four corners of the courtyard.

An unsettling aura emanated from the tunnel.

Then, with a noise like glass grinding, dozens of monsters rushed out of the tunnel on all fours.

The speed of these monsters is extremely fast, far beyond ordinary people, comparable to tigers and leopards.

And with this number of monsters, Frank can't beat them at all, even if he has ten hands.

"Fake!".

Frank scolded under his breath, instinctively hooking the trigger, but there was a hollow sound.

You can't run out, and on both sides of the villa gate, there are also monsters intercepting you.

Frank's scalp was numb, but he was still extremely brave, and he directly pulled out his dagger and made a defensive counterattack.

This kind of monster, whether it is strength, speed, or vitality, is far beyond ordinary people.

Frank didn't know if he could escape, but as a top-notch human weapon, Frank wasn't ready to give up.

And just when Frank was ready to play with his life.

Frank felt a tingling and burning sensation in his neck, but saw a white bone bead break away and roll in the air, emitting billowing black smoke, turning into a dry bone demon.

This is the bead that the boss gave himself before?

What the hell is this?

As Frank was stunned, the bones of the bone-wielding demons clicked as if mocking the black-skinned and clawed monsters.

However, to Frank's shock, those monsters, after the appearance of the Dry Bone Demon, were actually like weak beings in the animal kingdom who had encountered natural enemies, slumped on the ground and shivered.

Immediately after, the dry bone demon flew up, billowing black smoke enveloping those monsters.

The clattering sound of chewing came from the black mist.

Even a tough guy like Frank can't help but break out with a layer of white hair and cold sweat on his back.

For no apparent reason, Frank remembered the words of Owen, the little boss in the bar.

"The boss is a very amazing person with extraordinary powers. "

Frank looked solemnly at the occasional boneless demon in the rolling black mist, and his heart became heavier and heavier, not knowing what he was thinking.

This thing must be the so-called 'extraordinary power' that Owen said.

It's extraordinary, but it's always a little bit evil.

The boss that looks gentle, handsome, tall, sunny, friendly, and majestic in his own house shouldn't be the legendary necromancer or something.

This Saturday, should I go to church for a mass?

Holy light, uh, no, God will bless you.