"Shoot at invisible places." Brother Long suddenly said.

Then take the lead in shooting at the bookshelf.

Books were shot to pieces, and the bookshelf was full of bullet holes.

The other three also took action.

Some shot at the trash can, some shot at the table.

For a moment, gunfire sounded in the room.

A fire flashed.

But the bullets swept through these places, nothing hidden appeared, even if there was no cockroach.

"Gudong..." Brother Long swallowed his saliva.

Because he didn't believe that the judge of death would be so kind.

When they went to the room, they felt that there was no danger and relaxed their vigilance, but Zhang Sheng died.

The more he looked at this room, the more terrifying he felt.

"Long, Brother Long, let's leave quickly." Huangmao said in a trembling voice.

But none of them noticed that a black, thin hand was slowly rising from the ground.

Then, he grabbed Qingmao Zhang Yan's ankle.

Zhang Yan, who was suddenly attacked, trembled all over and screamed on the spot.

"Brother Long, something is holding my feet!"

While shouting, he shook the caught right foot forcefully.

But the thing that grabbed his feet was surprisingly strong, and he kept holding his ankle firmly without letting go.

No matter how hard he struggles, it will be useless.

Brother Long and the other two heard the sound and immediately looked at Zhang Yan's feet.

Then the hairs stood up.

What kind of monster is this?

It's like a human shadow.

"Hurry, shoot the shadow on the ground!"

Three submachine gun bullets poured into the ground.

But even if the ground was bumped into a pothole, the fifth shadow still existed, and it didn't even look like it was hurt.

The hand that was holding Zhang Yan's ankle did not let go of it for more than half.

"Wori, the bullet is useless to it!" Blue Hair screamed.

The green-mao Zhang Yan's face was full of fear.

He felt his other foot be caught.

And there were two hands climbing up alternately.

His muscles were tight, his whole body was trembling, and he ran around the room screaming.

"Hurry, help me get the things behind me, hurry!"

Brother Long and the others looked at it, but found that there was only one hand stretching out the shadow of the ground before, and half of their bodies were poking out of the ground.

The black shadow with disheveled hair was half hanging behind Zhang Yan's blue-haired body, like a legendary ghost possessed.

"Brother Long, what should we do? We can't do that." Huangmao's face was extremely anxious.

Looking at Qingmao who was screaming in fear in the room, he was both scared and glad.

What I was afraid of was the monster itself, but thankfully the monster did not come to him, but instead found Qingmao.

"I..." Brother Long's lips trembled, and he shook a few times, and he wanted to go forward to help Qingmao stop several times.

Then he gritted his teeth: "There is no way to deal with that monster with the gun. We can't get stuck in it. Hurry up and go to the next room!"

Hearing this, a look of surprise burst out in Huangmao's eyes.

He was also afraid that Brother Long would get angry and took them up to help Qingmao.

"Walk!"

The three of them ran towards the wooden door of the room.

Running in panic in the room, Zhang Yan, who was slapped behind him from time to time, immediately noticed their movements.

I couldn't help but scream in panic: "Don't leave me, don't leave me!"

Chase towards Brother Long and the others.

But at this time, the shadow behind him had already crawled on his back.

A disheveled hair, unable to see the face clearly, could only see the black head that looked roughly, and came to his ears.

With both hands, he grabbed his neck tightly.

Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and he fell to the ground, rolling on the ground with great discomfort.

Then he wanted to reach out and take away the thing that was pinching his neck.

But every time my hand can only touch my own skin, and I can't touch the hands that pinched me and the monster.

It is obvious that you can feel the neck, but your hands cannot touch it.

This strange feeling made Zhang Yan very scared. What's even more terrifying was that he was being choked with his neck, but he was completely unable to resist.

He couldn't help but remember the way Zimao Zhang Sheng died.

That horrible look replayed in his mind.

"No...no! Long...save...save..." He stretched out his hand and looked at Long Ge and the others next to the wooden door.

It seemed like I wanted to catch something, but I could only keep figuring it out.

Seeing that Brother Long and the others ignored him, Zhang Yan was desperate.

The hand that was about to stretch out clenched its fist.

There was a resentful look in his eyes.

Use all your strength to squeeze out a few pronunciations from your mouth.

"You...you...you don't...you...you're so...you're dead!"

I heard the curse with extremely resentment behind me.

Brother Long Huangmao and the other three were trembling all over.

Especially after seeing that Qingmao could not hold on for a long time, he no longer dared to hesitate. He immediately opened the door to the next room and rushed in.

If Qingmao dies, the shadow will free up his hand and will probably come to deal with them.

And behind them, seeing their figure disappearing from the blue hair behind the door, their eyes finally dimmed.

He stopped kicking his legs around. He still had consciousness, but was already waiting to die. Struggle was meaningless to the monster pinching him.

In the new room, Brother Long, Yellow and Blue Hair were beating rapidly.

It's different from all the rooms before.

It looks like a laboratory.

Various measuring cups and test tubes, as well as experimental tools they don’t know, etc.

Although it looks a little backward.

But now they doubt whether those monsters will have anything to do with this laboratory.

After all, in many movies, aren’t it all that the laboratory has problems, and then some terrible monsters are produced, which eventually leads to the end of the world?

"Be careful, don't shoot randomly. If we break something toxic, we will be done." Brother Long said with a pale face.

Now, in his eyes, the owner of this laboratory has been equated with the terrifying weirdo.

Even if such people study poison gas, it is not impossible.
Chapter completed!