Chapter 33: is it Friday the 13th?

　　Under the moonlight, a tall figure towered in the middle of the camp.

　　 White hockey mask, a machete stained with black marks, and the cold aura radiating

all around the figure.

　 there's not even a sound when this person appeared.

　　 He turned around woodenly, looked at the tents all over the floor, raised the knife in his hand, and walked towards a tent.

　　 The breeze gradually rose, and within a few seconds, the wind was blowing more and more intensely. Clouds floated from a distance, blocking the bright moonlight, and then the figure walked towards a tent.

　　 The machete in his hand looked rusty, but when he cut opened the tent, it was as silky as silk without making any sound.

　　 Then, he looked at the sleeping couple inside, raised the machete in his hand, and hacked it down without any hesitation.

　　 'Splash'

　　Blood spurted out all around the tent.

　　 The figure stood up and walked to his next target.

　　 But seeing the way that he looked for the target, it seems that there are certain conditions, because he passed several tents, but did not kill the people inside.

　　After walking through a few tents, he stopped and chose the unlucky person

　　 The knife fell with his hand, blood splashing, falling on his body, falling on his hand and mask, giving him a look full of evil.

　　 one after another…

　　He is like a model worker who works hard, and does not get tired, does not complain, and is diligent and conscientious in harvesting life.

　　 He opened another tent gently.

　　 It was a man and woman hugging each other to sleep.

　　 But obviously this man was more alert than the others. When the machete pierced the tent, he opened his eyes, and then when the blade hacked at him, his hands grabbed the opponent's wrist.

　　 "Ah!"

　　A scream rang out.

　　 Mili looked at the masked figure in horror. As the knife got closer and closer to Coulson, her feet kicked tucked viciously on the other party's crotch.

　　 The tall figure visibly stiffened

　　 And Coleson took this opportunity to push the opponent away, and after Mili opened the tent, he rolled out of it.

　　 Fortunately, because of his admiration for Captain America, he usually practiced fighting all the time, and he has always been alert when sleeping, otherwise they would have been finished just now!

　　 Coleson looked at the tall figure standing up with lingering fear, and holding Millie's hand, the two ran and shouted: "Help! Someone is killing people!"

　　 In the dark night, the cry spread far.

　　Some people heard the call and climbed out of the tent, but some people cursed and continued to sleep on their stomachs.

　　 The tall man chased behind Coulson without a word, constantly approaching the distance between the two sides, like a beast chasing its prey.

　　 Among those who were alarmed, some of them couldn't help screaming after seeing this scene.

　　 "Jason!"

　　 "That's the legendary murderer Jason!"

　　 "Damn it, isn't that a legend?"

　　 "Run!"

　　 "That's a monster! He has been resurrected many times!"

　　The calm of the campsite was broken, people began to panic and began to run away!

　　 and Jason still chased after Coleson silently.

　　 Suddenly, Jason threw the machete in his hand.

　　 Coleson pushed Millie away, but he fell to the ground.

　　 The blood-stained machete struck Coleson's legs.

　　 "hiss…"

　　 Coleson took a deep breath and looked at Jason who rushed to him again. Without hesitation, he got up and ran.

　　Just based on what happened in the tent, he has already experienced the strange power of the opponent, and he knows that he is simply not it's opponent at all.

　　 Jason rushed forward, bent over and grabbed the machete. When he was about to continue chasing Coleson, he seemed to be attracted by something. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the left, and then strode over.

　　 Coleson, who had been paying attention to the opponent's actions, changed his face when he saw the opponent staring straight in one direction.

　　 "Damn it, that's the Kent family tent!"

　　 Coleson cursed, his face changed drastically.

　　If it weren't for him, this family wouldn't come here. If they were in danger, he would never forgive himself in this life!

　　 Thinking of this, Coulson chased Jason against the flow of escaping people.

　　Mili watched this scene, yelled, gritted her teeth and chased after her.

　　At the same time, the Mikes…

　　 "Dad, it's noisy outside…"

　　 Eric whispered and turned to hug Charles beside him. Charles turned around in a daze, almost sleeping.

　　Only when they are sleeping, One can see such a harmonious scene.

　　 Clark sat up, listened, his face paled, and he looked at Mike and said, "Dad, the people outside are on the run, as if they are murdered."

　　 Mike answered softly, touched Clark's head, and said, "Don't be afraid."

　　 Clark nodded and continued: "I heard someone calling Jason, saying that he is a legendary murderer."

　　Jason…

　　 Mike's mouth twitches.

　　 He should have thought of it long ago!

　　 The crystal-like lake, Crystal Lake, was renamed Greenfield after Jason's murder occurred.

　　 Snap!

　　 Mike slapped his forehead.

　　If he don't know Coleson, he would've suspected that the other party had pulled him here on purpose.

　　 A thought flashed in his mind quickly, Mike opened the tent, his heart mobilized violently, his eyes shrank, and he saw the figure rushing towards them in the dark night.

　　 "Clark, don't come out, leave it to me."

　　 Mike turned around and smiled and said something, pulling up the tent with Clark's worried eyes.

　　"Whoo!"

　　Jason threw the machete in his hand at Mike who was facing away from him.

" No! "

　　 Coleson, who was chasing after Jason, yelled, as if he had seen Mike pierced by a machete.

　　 but...

　　 Mike looked like he had eyes behind him, turned slightly to his side, accurately grasped the hilt of the flying machete, and then turned around and threw it at Jason.

　　 With a screaming sound, the machete hit Jason's chest, causing Jason who was rushing to stop, stepped back and fell to the ground.

　　 Coleson's eyes widened and looked at Mike incredulously.

　　 "Ahh ".

　　 Millie, who followed closely, let out a horrified cry, and pointed at Jason.

　　 Jason, who was lying on the ground, stood up, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled the knife out of his chest little by little.

　　 The sound of flesh and blood rubbing against the metal was unusually uncomfortable causing Coleson and Millie to get goose bumps, but Jason, as the person involved, did not make even the slightest painful cry.

　　 ticking, ticking…

　　The blood dripped down the blade of the machete.

　　 Coleson and Millie watched this scene in horror.

　　 Mike sighed.

　　 He knows that this murder model worker, the old cadre of Crystal Lake, is not so easy to kill.

　　 However, his level is still far away compared to him.

　　 Mike walked towards Jason, and after a few steps, the walk became a burst of momentum.

　　 Jason swung his knife at Mike. Mike turned around, and after dodging lightly, a light flashed in his hand, and a dagger was instantly manifestated. With his swinging arm, it was inserted into the back of Jason's neck.

　　 Jason stiffened, and Mike instantly manifestated another dagger, which immediately plungef into the Jason's heart.

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