After walking around the wall for most of the time, I was immediately in the backyard. Su Meng's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, for fear that he would see Song Qing holding their corpses, but when Su Meng arrived at the location of the red dot, they found that there was nothing empty there

  Su Meng and Lao Feng exchanged a puzzled look, and suddenly heard a strange sound in the fog, and Su Meng raised the guns in their hands back to back.

  The enemy is bright and Su Meng is secretly coupled with the dense fog, and the current situation is very unfavorable to Su Meng. Under the gas mask, Su Meng's sweat was dripping all over her face, and only the sound of her own heavy breathing was in her ears. It was quiet for less than a minute, and the sound of Su Meng running from the southwest direction sounded like the other party was still big.

  The buddies beside Su Meng didn't hold steady, so they were so frightened that they raised their guns and shot into the fog, and the gunshots sounded like they were hitting the iron plate. At this moment, the guy screamed and was dragged out by something I don't know. Su Meng was horrified in his heart, his legs were weak, and he just wanted to raise the gun but was pressed down by Lao Feng, only to hear him shout in a low voice: "Don't panic first, don't expose your position!"

  The screams of the buddies who were dragged away were higher and higher, and Su Meng couldn't bear to hear it, but Su Meng only had three people left, and no one dared to act rashly before they figured out what was in the fog.

  Lao Feng gestured, and Su Meng understood in his heart, keeping the formation moving towards the wall. As soon as he saw the wall from the fog, he didn't breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was a crisp sound of chains in all directions, Su Meng's cold hair exploded in an instant, and he subconsciously looked at Lao Feng and found that his face was also very solemn.

  Soon, tall and thin figures began to appear in the fog, pressing towards Su Meng with the momentum of encirclement and suppression. Su Meng had their backs against the wall, and there was nowhere to run at all.

  "Are these unjust souls?" Su Meng tried her best to calm herself down, and asked Lao Feng in a trembling voice, "Aren't they not malicious in their hearts?"

  "They don't want to hurt Su Meng, but they can't resist Lu Qian's Blood Spirit Bead," Lao Feng raised his gun, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, they are acting according to Lu Qian's will now!

  As soon as the words were finished, the ghosts closest to Su Meng suddenly rushed out of the thick fog and pounced. His thin face was so thin that there was only a layer of skin, the eyes were bulging, there were no pupils but the whites of the eyes, and the big open mouth had fine fangs, and the appearance was extremely hideous.

  Old Feng shot him in the body, and he let out a sharp hiss, which instantly dissipated into the fog.

  But at the same time, more and more ghosts rushed over, and the three of them couldn't take care of it at all. Su Meng could only shoot frantically, her ears were full of gunshots and screams, and the fire in the fog was accompanied by gunsmoke, crackling as if she was burning firecrackers. But it didn't take long for Su Meng to realize that they were endless, and to make matters worse, Su Meng was running out of bullets.

  The first to be drowned in the ghost shadow was another team member who came out with Su Meng. Su Meng was close to him, and just wanted to save him but found that those ghosts all pounced on him like zombies, his blood droplets splashed on Su Meng's eyepieces, and he didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before he died.

  Su Meng was almost frightened by the scene in front of her and collapsed, and after firing two shots, she found that she was completely out of bullets. Those ghosts seized the opportunity to hook Su Meng's legs, Su Meng was immediately dragged to the bottom, their sharp nails instantly covered up, Su Meng blocked a few times with his hand in a panic, and was caught bloody. At this time, Lao Feng broke through the encirclement, smashed the heads of several ghosts around Su Meng with the butt of a gun like smashing walnuts, and pulled Su Meng up from the ground.

  Lao Feng killed the red eyes, and came to fight one by one, but he was obviously exhausted. Su Meng joined the scuffle and kicked away a ghost who wanted to sneak attack Lao Feng, thinking that it was not a way to go on like this, and suddenly his mind turned to see the tracker that fell to the side, and the red dot on it representing Song Qing was still flashing rapidly, and began to move quickly, what was going on?

  At such a moment of stunned, a ghost slapped Su Meng, almost slapping Su Meng's mask out, and his right cheek suddenly hurt hotly. And Su Meng was beaten by this slap on the spot, and he bent his elbow to hit him in front of the door, and kicked him out with his backfoot.

  The ghost rolled on the ground a few times, and suddenly began to scream and scream, as if it sounded particularly painful. The other ghosts actually stopped when they heard his wail, and seeing the expression of extreme fear on Su Meng's face, Lao Feng didn't react for a while, and he flew a few ghosts in a row before he realized that they didn't continue to fight back. Su Meng gasped and stared at them, and the ghost figure that was kicked down by Su Meng struggled and rolled on the ground, its hoarse cry getting lower and lower, and finally a blue flame actually came out from the inside out and burned. At this time, the other ghosts screamed in unison, and they all retreated into the fog and disappeared without a trace.

  Su Meng and Lao Feng were like falling clouds for a while, staring at each other without speaking. Su Meng stepped forward to look at the spontaneously combusting ghost, the ice blue flame became more and more, and finally turned into a point of light, and there was nothing left.

  "Yang ......" Lao Feng wiped the blood on his face and said in a stammer, "He seems to have been beaten by you." ”

  Su Meng looked at the empty grass in a daze, and held back a sentence: "But Su Meng didn't do anything, just kicked him?!"

  Lao Feng's eyes when he looked at Su Meng were instantly wrong, and Su Meng couldn't explain it, because Su Meng didn't know what was going on.

  Anyway, the ghosts are gone. Su Meng rested for a while, and originally wanted to carry the bodies of the two team members into the sanatorium, but found that they were all in a miserable death, one was smashed into pulp, and the other was torn to pieces.

  Su Meng picked up the tracker, the red dot on it was still moving rapidly, and Lao Fengqi said: "What the hell is going on, they are here, why can't they find anyone? And the speed of this movement is too fast, right?"

  Su Meng sat down against the wall, indeed, this is too strange, could it be that Song Qing and Song Qing are running 800 meters in the race? Then why is there no figure of them in the open space at all? Or is this tracker simply bad?

  Su Meng closed her eyes and thought, and the floor plan of the sanatorium that Lu Qian had shown Su Meng suddenly appeared in her mind...... Wait a minute...... Su Meng snorted violently, stood up and said to Lao Fengxi: "Su Meng thinks Su Meng knows where they are." ”

  Su Meng was frightened by Twelve's words, and wanted to ask him clearly, but he was already unconscious. Xuan saw a commotion on Su Meng's side, and quickly squeezed through the crowd and walked in.

  "What's wrong with him?"

  Xuan wanted to touch Twelve's body, but Lao Feng hugged Twelve and dodged for a while, and when he saw Su Meng's puzzled eyes, he explained in a low voice: "Twelve low blood sugar is just that, don't bother you......"

  Without waiting for Su Meng to react, he picked up Twelve and hurried to the tent.