With the corridor on the top floor as the boundary, Fabricotte on one side of the corridor was experiencing the most bizarre and terrifying thing in his life, while Zhang Heng on the other side was not disturbed by anyone.
The footsteps outside the door became more and more noisy, accompanied by some hoarse conversations. Zhang Heng has mastered many foreign languages now, but he still can't understand what those guys are saying. In fact, their language is just a few weird pronunciations. The syllables are repeated continuously.
However, the commotion was getting louder and louder. Some people were banging on the door with heavy objects, and some people wanted to block Fabricott from the side door. Zhang Heng could already guess the expression on the face of the poor foreigner.
Especially when Fabricott heard the front door of Room 428 where he lived was knocked, and the sound of a key being inserted into the lock came from the target room he was going to, he knew he was surrounded.
At this moment, his heart was full of despair, but the consciousness of survival made him continue to slam into the side door. Fortunately, the side door was not locked. He knocked the door open without much effort, and then rushed to the main door to be opened by the key. The door was bolted at the last moment.
After doing all this, Fabericot heard a terrifying sprint and rushed into the room 428 where he was before. If he had stayed there, he might have been caught, but even with the time left for him now There were not many more, and Fabricott poked his head out of the window, and saw the ridge of the roof under the moonlight, where the slope looked a bit steep.
But Fabricott knew he had no other choice.
He could only muster up the courage to jump, but when he leaned half of his body out of the window, he saw a scene that made his scalp tingle.
Seeing black shadows suddenly appearing from the abandoned masonry buildings below, Fabricott finally knew why he could see so few people in the town.
If the two guys in the restaurant are just ugly, then these things below are complete monsters. They have gray-green skin and white belly, but there is no hair on the skin, but instead What is more terrifying is their heads, huge never-closed eyes, protruding eye sockets, and gills on both sides of the neck that bulge and close.
They hopped and jumped in the moonlight, waving their webbed limbs, as if they were dancing an absurd dance.
Fabricott almost fell from the window without being frightened by the sight in front of him. Fortunately, when his head sank and he let go of his hands, someone grabbed him from behind and dragged him back into the room.
It's just that instead of being happy, Farbury Cote's fear in his heart has climbed to the ground.
He turned his head and saw that the one who dragged him back was none other than the grumpy male waiter at the front desk, who was looking at him with a cold and merciless gaze.
But at the next moment, Fabricott heard the sound of the door opening in the distance.
Immediately after Winchester's gunshot sounded, in this dull and mysterious atmosphere, the gunshot sounded inexplicably intimate.
Especially mixed with roaring and roaring, but soon everything returned to calm.
Fabricott's heart sank, and just when he thought that the guy who lived across the door was also controlled by the residents of the town, the door of the room he was in was opened.
Zhang Heng smashed the butt of his gun on the head of the male waiter who was trying to rush up, making the latter completely quiet, and then took half a step forward.
Seeing this, Fabricott subconsciously retreated until his back touched the wall.
"It seems that there are quite a few of them, and if I stay here any longer, I won't be able to save you." Zhang Heng said.
Fabricott just woke up like a dream, quickly stood up from the ground, and asked in surprise, "You...where did your gun come from?"
"Borrowed from the grocery store." Zhang Heng said, paused and asked again, "How is your side, can the window be opened?"
"No, it's full of monsters down there." Fabricott regretted not looting the grocery store with Zhang Heng, and moved a little away from the window while talking, "Where's the street?"
"What do you think?" Zhang Heng asked back.
Although those town residents did not come to knock on his door, Zhang Heng still did not continue to lie down on the bed and let Fabricotte be taken away, not only because the two were the only foreigners in the town, but also Because Fabricott was the only one who could tell him what was going on in the town at the moment.
And Zhang Heng would not be so naive as to think that people in the town would never come to him if they didn't look for him now.
After all, the old man he met before did everything possible to get him to live in the Gilman Hotel, and he didn't hesitate to pay a dollar for it. The other party couldn't just let him watch the theater up close.
"Then what should we do?" Fabricott was dumbfounded.
It is definitely not possible to stay here. Although Zhang Heng has a gun in his hand, there are only two of them after all, and the enemy they have to deal with is a whole town. Except for those ugly residents, they usually hide in the house during the day The monsters are all running out now.
"Go to the south." Zhang Heng said. When he went out, he probably looked around. Although there were people on the street there, they were relatively small, and there were many buildings, which could slightly block their whereabouts.
As he spoke, he had already returned to the corridor, and Fabricott followed closely behind him.
The two of them came to the end of the corridor in this way. At this moment, footsteps sounded from the stairs again, which also indicated that a new wave of people was coming up.
Zhang Heng handed the homemade wall climbing hook to Fabricott, "Do you know how to use it?"
"Almost." The latter said nervously after taking the wall climbing hook.
"Go to the roof of the building opposite, and I will meet you later." Zhang Heng raised the rifle in his hand as he spoke, and aimed at the stairs. The trigger was pulled, and the bullet accurately hit the target's head.
A stream of blood splattered on the wall.
After that, Zhang Heng skillfully retracted the shell, loaded it, and hit the second person in the chest. Instead of retreating, he fired and walked forward until he was only three steps away from the stairs. He looked down and found the gun The sound and the death of their companions couldn't stop those guys, more black shadows were rushing upstairs, because the stairs were no longer crowded, and some of them even jumped up directly along the outside of the handrail.
A half-man, half-fish-frog thing leaped over the corpse and rushed towards Zhang Heng, but Zhang Heng didn't show any panic in his eyes. He didn't throw out the Molotov cocktail just lit until the opponent almost fell in front of him.