"Who are you guys?" After entering the hotel, several people raised their weapons and surrounded them, and even two or three of them still had guns.
"It's a search team." Chang Xia didn't panic, and there was no need to panic, and said calmly: "We were entrusted to find a survivor in the seventh district and ensure her safety, that's all."
Those people looked carefully at Chang Xia Fangze and the others before letting go of their vigilance and saying, "The second floor is our territory. If you have nothing to do, please don't approach the second floor. We don't want any conflicts."
Then those people retreated to the second floor, ignoring Fang Ze and others.
"Those two people were originally supposed to be policemen, but unfortunately..." Chang Xia didn't say what was a pity.
It stands to reason that the police should maintain order when a disaster occurs, but now that they have even been abandoned by the government, it is not bad to be able to protect their own people.
"Does this hotel look good?" Eight people went up the stairs directly to the third floor, and all the items were neatly placed, as if there were still people cleaning the hotel during the disaster.
In the dark corridor, several people held flashlights and carefully observed the surrounding environment. They stepped on the fluffy carpet and were alert to the germs and creatures that were likely to attack suddenly.
Xiao Bafu saw a painting hanging beside the corridor, and carefully tapped it with a dagger. One side seemed to be loose, and a corner of the painting slipped down.
"Everything has been checked, and there is no problem." Several people reported the inspection on the third floor, and after finding that there was no problem, they chose two adjacent double rooms to live in, and arranged a vigil.
It's just that no one noticed that the painting that had slipped to the side seemed to be straightened by an invisible hand, and then fixed again.
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, another group of people came to this hotel.
This hotel seems to have a kind of magic power. When people come here and feel tired and looking for a place to rest, they will automatically set their eyes on this hotel.
Perhaps it is because of the long-term influence in life that you should stay in a hotel when you are resting in other places. Perhaps it is because in a messy environment, a clean hotel makes you feel at ease.
Everything in the room has been inspected, they are all genuine items, not disguised by germs and creatures, two double rooms, one side is Zhang Zijie, Xiao Bafu, Traffic Jam, Zhang Wei, the other side is Chang Xia, Fang Ze, Liu Ya, Ah Qi.
Zhang Zijie, who was lying on the bed, seemed to have dreamed of something bad in his sleep, tossing and turning all the time, the reason why he obtained the authority of the land subsidence was because he had also encountered this kind of disaster, but now lying on the bed, he has The same feeling, as if he was about to sink.
The traffic jam and Zhang Wei were quietly watching the night. The two of them were also very tired. They had been dealing with those mimic germs all afternoon.
"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Traffic paralyzed and Zhang Wei communicated in a low voice, and then came to the corridor, lit a cigarette, cleared up a little, and was about to turn around to go back, when he felt that his feet were empty, and the ground turned into black mud and he The package appeared with a unique frequency, and all the fluctuations in the traffic paralyzed by the force of disaster ended.
The ground slowly returned to calm, the fluffy carpet was re-paved, and the ground suddenly raised the appearance of a hand, and the power of disaster was continuously released on it, destroying the black matter, but there were more black matter surging Coming over, the unique frequency restricted the fluctuation of the power of disaster tightly, and finally the hand was pulled back to the floor, and everything was silent.
Standing in the room, Zhang Wei felt that something was wrong. The traffic was paralyzed and it took too long to smoke a cigarette. He was about to wake up the two sleeping people and go out to search, when he saw the ground squirm, and several dark tentacles were about to move. He tied them up, tied their mouths, noses, hands and feet, so that he wouldn't make too much noise.
The power of disaster surged out and hit the tentacles, but it did not cause much damage. These tentacles seemed to have a certain material attribute of the power of disaster, and the destructive power of the power of disaster was reduced a lot.
What is even more frightening is that the fluctuations of the power of disaster have all been contained. If in the past, those in authority had been trained, they were very sensitive to the fluctuations of the power of disaster. As long as there is a slight fluctuation, they can immediately wake up from their sleep .
But those pitch-black tentacles have a similar effect to the constrictor of the force of disaster, which can cover up the fluctuation of the force of disaster.
This can only be said that those upper-middle-level people did the death. They leaked some research data to Negri in exchange for benefits. Among them, the disaster force sensing technology and the disaster force material forging technology were used by Negri to make up for it. Complete Enlightenment.
Negri did not give up on the subsequent Calamity Force Stabilization Technology, that is, the technology of manufacturing the Calamity Force Constrictor. The technique of hiding the fluctuation of the Calamity Force is still very useful.
Zhang Wei struggled with all his strength to try to make some movement, but it didn't work. He was also pulled to the ground and disappeared.
Then the two beds in the room began to sink slowly, the feet of the bed sank into the ground, and the two people got closer and closer to the ground, and then several tentacles slowly approached the two people, and then covered their mouths and bodies, together with the big bed. Pulled closer to the ground.
Only Zhang Zijie was slightly aware of it because of his similar authority, but it was too late when he woke up, he had already been grabbed by several tentacles and pulled into the ground.
In the other room, Fang Ze and Liu Ya were watching the night, Fang Ze frowned, this quiet night made him feel more and more wrong.
"I'll check the situation next door. Be careful yourself." Fang Ze whispered, then opened the door and walked to the side. In the dark corridor, Fang Ze's vision was not affected. After liberating the root once, he got a lot of things. comprehensive.
Looking at the corridor a little strangely, he always felt that there was something wrong. He stood next door and knocked gently on the door. After waiting for a while, no one opened the door. Fang Ze's expression changed, and a huge force of disaster gushed out, Blast the door into shards, and you will see an empty room.
The secret passage was not good, so he hurriedly rushed towards his room, blasted open the door, but saw that it was not a room, but a dark piece of meat.
Fang Ze's calamity bombarded the meat, and the imagined scene of turning into pieces did not happen. A large piece of the black meat was missing, but it was not completely shattered, and it quickly recovered under the wriggling as is.
The entire hotel began to squirm, the corridors deformed and twisted, the things inside were chaotic, and countless tentacles protruded from various places, spreading towards Fang Ze.
The power of disaster from Fang Ze's body gushed out crazily, and those black tentacles were all shattered into pieces, emitting blue smoke, and then were engulfed by the black matter, and the entire corridor became less and less.
"Is the whole hotel full of germs?" Fang Ze's face was ugly, and he roughly recalled his previous position. The force of disaster blasted to the side, cleared a path, and jumped out of the hotel.