Chapter 166 The Deadly Rhythm (Requesting Monthly Pass)
Due to the special status, the holiday cabin that Catherine and her party received looked particularly luxurious and tidy compared to the mottled and abandoned image in the original film.
Although the appearance is no different from an ordinary wooden house, its interior decoration is very high-end. From furniture to electrical appliances, everything is of top grade. Even the bedding in each bedroom is made of soft velvet material.
"The camel hair carpet they were walking on was carefully laid by us at a cost of US$5,000, and the decoration of the entire wooden house cost millions in total."
Quagma stared at the monitor screen and shrugged helplessly at Lango, "But there's no way, if the quality is too bad, these rich people will probably turn around and leave at the first sight. They don't have those stupid students. So deceptive.”
Lango stared at the screen intently and asked casually: "What excuse did you use to invite them here."
"Excuse?"
Hearing this, Quagma had a playful smile on his lips, "We don't need excuses, don't forget what our organization does. It took some hypnotic gas, plus the bait of frequently mentioning the wilderness vacation cabin in daily life , and finally got the key person to take the initiative to take the trip, and everything fell into place.”
"Yeah, but compared to the past, it still took a lot of effort this time." Old Qiao raised a glass of beer and explained to Lango, "Our targets in the past few times were college students. You know how to seduce them. How easy is it to just put out an advertisement for a free vacation and everything will be fine?”
".College student ah."
Lango smiled in agreement and stopped talking, focusing his attention on the surveillance screen again.
At this moment, above everyone's heads, in front of the carefully decorated wooden house, all the new guests have arrived.
Catherine held a cigarette in her hand, frowning slightly, looking at the inconspicuous wooden house in front of her, and couldn't help complaining: "So I took a plane and then a car from New York just to come here?"
"Otherwise? Since you want to go on vacation, of course you have to go somewhere far away."
An old man with white hair and a tall figure in front of him glanced at Catherine coldly after hearing this: "I arranged the place. If you are dissatisfied, why didn't you say it before setting off?"
"I'm quite satisfied with this place. Look, there seems to be a pier over there. We can go swimming in the river together!" Another man with curly hair, although he looked very tall, but his expression was a bit stiff, pointed. Someone in the distance said excitedly: "Ais, can you swim? If not, dad can teach you."
The person holding his hand was a little girl who looked about the same age as Emma. She gently rubbed her neck and smiled shyly: "I'm a little afraid of water. It's safer to be in the wooden house."
"What about you, OJ?" Will then looked at the last strong black man in the team.
OJ Simpson shrugged, with a casual look on his face: "I don't care, it's just a vacation, you just have to do whatever you want, whatever makes you happy."
Seeing them all like this, Catherine couldn't say much. The old man who spoke before was the president of a large insurance company in New York. He was rich and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Moreover, her inner longing for a wild vacation was indeed aroused. Recalling old man Martin's proposal at the previous party in New York, she agreed almost without hesitation.
Her eyes wandered between Martin, Will and OJ Simpson, and she tightened her legs unconsciously, secretly guessing:
Could it be tonight?
The leader, Old Martin, stepped forward and gently opened the door of the wooden house with the key. When the luxurious and exquisite scene behind the door came into view, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Satisfied smile.
The agent didn't lie to him. This holiday cabin was of a very high quality. Not only was the surrounding scenery superb, but it was also filled with all high-end gadgets. It didn't feel like being in the wild at all.
After everyone entered the wooden house, they were all amazed at the different layouts inside and outside, and began to allocate rooms and place luggage.
In the underground base, Lango accepted the popcorn and beer from the staff. They had moved from the room they were in to a hall that could accommodate hundreds of people.
The hall was crowded with people and the atmosphere was warm. Everyone's eyes were focused on the huge display screen in front of them. The screen is cleverly divided into multiple small windows, transmitting the dynamics of everyone in the wooden house in real time.
Next to the screen, the whiteboard recording various dark creatures is particularly eye-catching. It is densely marked with the bets of various departments. From the network department to the engineering department to the logistics department, each department is based on its own preferences. and judgement, placing huge bets on the monster of their choice - ranging from a few hundred dollars to tens of thousands of dollars. This internal bet attracted everyone's attention.
"Hey! What's up, bro!" Hellboy, who had just entered the hall, greeted Lango enthusiastically as soon as he saw him, and the two of them gave high fives in greeting.
Since Lango gave up his position as captain of the base operations team last time and went to New York as the regional director, Hellboy naturally took over this important task, and now he has a great say in the base.
"I heard about you and Liz, are you going to be a father?" Lange hammered the guy's chest and sent his blessing with a smile.
"Yeah, I've been worrying about thinking of a name recently, hahaha."
The big red guy was in a great mood, holding the beer glass high in his hand, blending in with the laughter and laughter around him.
Lange joked with him for a while, then turned to Abel, who looked a little depressed, and whistled softly: "What's wrong, brother, are you still thinking about your elf princess?"
Abel shook his head slightly, looked at the screen, and sighed: "Although we are doing something important to save the world, sometimes we feel that our actions are not so righteous."
"I felt the same way at the beginning, but now..." Lange took a sip of beer and a complicated smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, the sacrifices were all evil people, so you should just clean up the garbage for the world, right?"
"Maybe"
Although Abel was not a human being, let alone a Virgin, his moral standards were undoubtedly higher than anyone present. He tried not to look at the huge screen and reported to Quagma the results of sacrifices in other countries in the world. .
"This year, most countries in the East and West have failed to offer sacrifices. Currently, only our North American and island countries are left to perform the final rites simultaneously, just in case."
"Shut your mouth Abel!" Quagma interrupted him, with an unhappy tone in his voice, "There is no way the island country could fail. Think about it, their sacrificial ceremony is to let an evil spirit kill everyone. He's just a child in the classroom, why do you think such a simple sacrifice failed?"
The rest of the people nodded in agreement after hearing this. In this sacrifice mode, any child in North America who is often 80 years old can be perfectly completed with a gun.
"As for us in North America."
Quagma turned his eyes to the screen and smiled, "The things locked up in our prison are much scarier than the evil ghosts in the island country. Instead of worrying about failure, you should think about where to celebrate after success!"
"I"
Abel hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head, turned and left. He really didn't like this sacrificial atmosphere.
However, Abel's departure did not affect everyone's excitement.
Because they have been in contact with dark creatures for many years, the staff in the base have somewhat depressed and gloomy psychology. Everyone is eagerly looking at the scene ahead, looking forward to the bloody feast that is about to be staged.
Lange and others were no exception. Although he said it was a bit immoral, he never took his eyes away from the screen.
At this moment, Catherine in the wooden house was standing in front of the mirror changing clothes. I have to admit that this woman is really a perfect candidate to play the role of a slut. As soon as she entered the house, she put on a set of sexy lingerie and even started caressing her body in front of the mirror.
When all the surrounding staff saw this scene, they laughed and cheered in unison. Quagma also stretched his neck and looked forward, letting out an excited "Giggly" or two from time to time.
A moment later, an even more blood-curdling scene appeared.
Silly Will walked into Catherine's room with his upper body naked and only wearing a pair of board shorts, revealing his hairy chest and slightly bloated belly.
And behind him was the wise old Martin.
"What a great gift! It's actually the father-in-law who joins the battle!"
"Hahaha, this scene doesn't happen often."
"Record it and I'll watch it again before I go to bed at night!"
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The result was not as expected. The three people who had just arrived at the cabin for half an hour were already having an in-depth exchange of words. The most outrageous thing was that a few minutes later, the black athlete also joined the battlefield!
"Faq's selection this time is really tricky! Hahaha."
Quagma patted Lango's arm excitedly, "I have decided, man, that the task of choosing a sacrifice will be left to you next time, Lango. Your vision is too unique!"
"Hahaha"
The staff from various departments around laughed and raised their wine glasses towards Lango. Today I really watched an unprecedented and wonderful show.
"etc--!"
At this moment, Lao Qiao suddenly pointed to another surveillance screen in stunned silence, "Look there, what is that female dwarf named Esther doing?"
Everyone looked around and saw the female dwarf in a black skirt, who looked like a little girl, putting her ear against Catherine's bedroom door, listening to the sounds inside, and reaching out her hand.
This taboo-like scene instantly stimulated the nerves of everyone present. Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at each other in disbelief, followed by even more excited cheers and noises.
"Mom, this is the most interesting foreplay since the wooden house sacrifice, hahaha"
After Rango saw this scene, he first turned to look at Mavis, only to find that Little Bat and Yumi had blindfolded each other since unknown time, and they didn't want to see what was happening on the screen. Dirty picture.
As for Teddy, this bastard’s face was almost on the screen, and he was screaming weirdly with the carnival crowd.
"Quigma, can this kind of behavior still be considered a virgin?" Rango frowned at Quagma and asked.
"Of course, forget it." Quagma said matter-of-factly: "If you do such a thing, you are not considered a virgin, and then we will have to go to the kindergarten to find our future sacrifice targets."
".OK, as long as you know what's going on."
Seeing this, Lange stopped asking any more questions. Although he knew some of the plots in the movie, the current situation was very different from the original film. Not only had the person in charge of the "wooden house" changed, but even the object of sacrifice had changed. no the same.
He really couldn't give much advice in this situation.
Moreover, based on my interactions with Quagma, it seems that although he is a weird-tempered X-addict, he is still quite reliable in his work.
Under the excited gazes of everyone, this woman Catherine was one against three, but she did not lose at all. In less than ten minutes, the opponents were defeated and collapsed to the ground like mud.
Catherine lit a cigarette and glanced disdainfully at the three men around her. For some reason, she suddenly remembered Lange, who she had an in-depth communication with a few days ago.
Those muscles were like steel, and the speed was so fast that it was beyond imagination. Just thinking about it made her feel weak all over.
So, just when everyone in the base felt that it ended too quickly and was a little disappointed, they were shocked to see that the woman actually took out her mobile phone, pulled out a photo, and then "comforted" herself to the man in the photo. . Through the latest technology camera, it can be clearly seen that the person in the photo is Lango.
"Oh."
Many staff members turned their attention to the person in charge of the New York Region, their eyes filled with amusement.
Lange frowned speechlessly. Fortunately, Mavis was blindfolded and couldn't see all this. He could only continue to watch despite everyone's teasing, and not long after, with a low moan, Catherine was finally liberated. With a finger, this farce-like bedroom scene ended.
Time passed by, and after the indulgence of Catherine and others in the wooden house, they began to enter the vacation rhythm like ordinary people step by step.
Will and his father-in-law were sitting in front of the dock fishing, looking very close to each other.
But Will may not know yet that the father-in-law who single-handedly promoted him to his current position in front of him is preparing to throw him out as an abandoned son to take the blame.
Catherine found a deck chair and lay on the open space in front of the wooden house to sunbathe, looking very relaxed.
In the house, OJ Simpson was preparing dinner for everyone like a servant. He used to be a brilliant sports star, but because of the scandal of killing his wife, although he spent all his family wealth to save his life, his former glory was gone. Like a follower, please Martin and others.
The dwarf girl Esther was helping him, and from time to time she used her fingers to make some physical contact with Simpson. There was a hint of weirdness in the ambiguous atmosphere.
And everyone in the base didn't pay as much attention to them as before. The tunnel leading to the wooden house has been blown up, and it is completely surrounded by invisible power grids. The five people cannot escape at all.
In the base, Lango and others were sitting around a table.
Although there were many delicacies placed in front of them, except for Mavis and Yumi, no one else touched the knife and fork and just tasted champagne and other drinks. What happens next is probably going to be a little gory, so they won't have that appetite.
Time passed slowly, and Mavis and Yumi, who had eaten and drank enough, were sent to other places by Rango with an excuse.
He lit a cigarette and looked at Quagma, whose expression was gradually changing, and he had an idea in his mind.
The sacrifice is about to begin!
Sure enough, when the clock hands in the hall slowly pointed to eight o'clock, a harsh ringing sounded in everyone's ears.
Quagma stood up suddenly and shouted excitedly: "Open the cellar door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, in the surveillance screen, there was a sudden sound behind Catherine and others who were chatting in the living room, and a wooden board was lifted straight up, revealing a staircase leading to the cellar.
Seeing this scene, Lange couldn't help but be speechless. Although I had been mentally prepared for it, this was too harsh. Just open the cellar door automatically without any warning? Any fool can detect something is wrong.
As luck would have it, there was indeed a fool in the cabin.
Looking at the raised floor in the center of the living room, Catherine and others looked at each other in confusion, but did not rush forward to check. Only Will stood up stupidly and walked to the lifted floor to take a look.
"Dad, when you booked this wooden house, did the agent say there was a cellar inside?"
"Cellar? I didn't see it on the contract."
"So are we taking advantage?"
He pointed at his feet, looked at everyone with wide eyes and smiled, "There is actually an entrance to the cellar here."
After hearing his words, the rest of the people gathered around and looked at the dark entrance of the cave.
Within the base.
Lango gently shook the wine glass in his hand and asked, "Will they go in?"
"Definitely."
Quagma stared closely at the people on the screen and smiled confidently, "Don't underestimate human curiosity, Rango."
Sure enough, before he could finish his words, Will, the stupid young man, walked directly down and let out a few strange screams in excitement, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
The others saw that there was no danger after he went down, and after looking at each other, they all went down the stairs to the cellar.
At this time, the screen changed, and the screen originally showing the living room had been replaced by a gloomy and narrow cellar. There were all kinds of objects scattered around inside, making it very crowded.
Will looked at his surroundings and picked up a snow vase on the table out of curiosity. There was also a naive snowman in the vase.
"Yes!"
Seeing this, Lao Qiao pumped his fist excitedly and shouted, "He chose the snow monster! Hahaha, I won again this year!"
"Shut up, Joe, you're happy too early, he hasn't shaken the snow vase yet!" Quagma shouted unhappily.
Obviously, picking up an object that symbolizes a monster does not mean that you have chosen that monster. You have to perform some specific actions.
However, under Old Joe's expectant gaze, Will did not shake the bottle in his hand, but put it back to its place and observed other objects.
At this time, in the cellar, these five people almost picked up various strange objects and groped around curiously, while everyone in the base also held their breath, observing their every move attentively.
The conch, symbolizing the Kraken, was picked up by athlete Simpson, but did not blow.
The music box representing the ballet fairy was opened by the virgin Esther, but unfortunately she failed to press the play button as everyone expected.
In front of a hanger with a wedding dress, the slutty Catherine took off a necklace from the wedding dress, looked at the crystal clear color, and was so happy that she prepared to wear it around her neck
"Put it on! Put it on quickly. Come on! Damn it! Put it on!"
Inside the base, a group of people from the logistics department blushed and shouted loudly at Catherine on the screen.
Their department spent tens of thousands of dollars on the ghost bride. As long as Catherine puts on the necklace, it will comply with the ritual of summoning the ghost bride, and they will also win a lot of money!
But at this moment, an accident happened.
"Pain transcends the physical body."
The smart man Martin picked up a book from nowhere and began to read.
"Fake."
Everyone in the base hall held their heads in frustration and cursed secretly in frustration. It was obvious that none of the monsters they had bet on were selected.
However, Quagma's eyes became brighter and brighter
"Pain sublimates the flesh."
"Pain cleanses the soul!"
Martin finished reading the last sentence on the title page, smiled and shrugged at everyone, "It seems that this is a diary written by a poor man in order to seek psychological comfort."
"Hahahaha." Everyone laughed after hearing this.
At this time, in the jungle not far from here, as Martin finished reading the last sentence, a maggot-covered hand suddenly stretched out from the soil!
“Fakeye——!”
The screen suddenly changed, and Quagma in the base was dancing with excitement, shouting loudly: "The outcome is decided! They chose the zombie Buckner family! Give me money, give me money, Bitches! Give me money quickly!"
"Shet, he is really a zombie"
Unhappily, Lao Qiao took out all the bets he received and went to Quagma and other staff who bet on zombies according to the odds.
Teddy was also depressed and spat on the ground. He originally thought he could make a lot of money by following Lange, but he didn't expect to lose a thousand dollars in one fell swoop.
He kicked Rango's legs a few times and complained: "You have to compensate me for this money, Rango. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have chosen a witch at all. I originally wanted to choose a zombie."
"Come on, you're going to pick a shitty zombie."
Lango mocked and continued to look at the screen.
On top of the dirty soil covered with fallen leaves, three zombies, three large and one small, slowly crawled out of the pit. Each of them held a bear trap, a wood saw, a machete and other rusty and blood-stained weapons in their hands. Their eyes were fixed on the lit wooden house not far away, and their eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire.
"The Buckner family of zombies are evil by nature and worship pain, and now they have transformed into immortal zombies, hahaha"
Quagma raised his eyebrows proudly at Lango and said, "I lost a lot of money with them, but I made it all back this time."
Lango ignored him and kept his eyes firmly fixed on the surveillance screen. "Selecting monsters" is just a necessary condition. The key to the success of the sacrifice has just begun at this moment.
At this time, everyone in the cellar had returned to the wooden house. Catherine looked at her companions who were studying and playing with various strange objects, shook her head speechlessly, and walked out of the house alone.
She dragged a deck chair to an open space. First he glanced around casually, and then lay down on the chair leisurely. Under the bright moonlight, she looked at her phone. As for the specific content she was looking at, Lange and others had no way of knowing. But he could clearly see that the woman put her hands under her body again and started... Damn it, are these the only things in this woman's mind?
Lange couldn't help but complain. How many times had this happened since arriving at the cabin?
Outside the wooden house, Catherine closed her eyes slightly, and the museum began to appear in her mind. Different men were like a revolving door for her to choose from.
"Yes-!"
Catherine's voice became louder and louder, as if she didn't mind being heard.
Just as her expression became more and more excited, her closed eyes suddenly opened, and a huge pain came, making her cry out in pain.
Catherine looked down and saw that a rusty machete had been inserted into her lower body. Blood spurted out like a fountain, instantly staining the ground red!
This chapter was reviewed after deleting more than 200 words. It may be a bit broken.
(End of this chapter)