......Hearing his companion's words, the man was a little confused, and put the gun in his hand back into the holster in a daze, and replied as if he understood the man's words, but the dull eyes clearly showed that he didn't understand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"......" for his companion's low comprehension ability, the man was no longer able to complain, ignoring his ignorant eyes, the man silently put away his pistol.

There was obviously only a few steps from the windowsill to the door of the mansion, and the two of them could bend down and press down their bodies to move forward in small steps, and they walked the distance between the two steps for more than a minute.

The red bricks moved slowly in front of him, the man could feel his feet pacing the ground in small steps, the soil outside had already cracked into irregular shapes in such a hot summer day, and the weeds were showing a withered yellow appearance and swayed weakly in the wind, in such a dark environment, the man could not tell which piece he stepped on.

It always feels a little weird......

The man scratched his head, the gun pinned to his waist shook as he moved, and the large bag in the back of his head would hurt violently when it touched it, but the man who was deep in thought did not react, only the movement of his feet was moving mechanically.

How can I feel that the cement was deliberately thrown by the people inside.

This thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and the man also felt that he was very inexplicable, but when he thought about it, it seemed to be quite reasonable.

Inexplicably, such a thick piece of cement fell out of it, and it just hit his head, and he was so coincidental that he just saw a figure moving inside.

It's not normal to think about it.

The more I think about it, the more the man feels that something is wrong, how can it be like the people inside are luring him in, obviously they should feel that something is wrong before they go over.

Moreover, why do you have to let yourself see the figure after throwing it away...... Obviously, that brick is enough.

The mind realized that there was something wrong with this, but the pace of his feet did not stop, but followed his companion and continued to move forward.

Looking at his companion, the man was not sure of his thoughts for a while, and hesitated in his heart, but his footsteps followed the man in front of him and unconsciously stepped into the room.

Subconsciously, the man grabbed his pistol, his feet left the cracked ground and entered the house, the smooth ground slid over the soles of his shoes, the ground changed from brown to gray, and when he looked up, the man took a cursory glance and saw through the hall of the house.

The simple structure, the old mixed Chinese and Western style house, which has been precipitated for several years in the apocalypse, is now showing his dilapidated side in front of men.

The fallen staircase stood straight in the middle, but half of it collapsed, and there were broken steel bars on top of it. The broken staircase is engraved with ancient European patterns, which seems to explain why it looks so dilapidated, and judging by the lines alone, it is a building from the last century, and it is no wonder that it has been so intact.

"No one?" the man glanced around cursoryly, turned around, and suddenly straightened up, and said to the man in a puzzled tone.

"Ah......" The man who was bent over was so frightened by the man's sudden remark that he straightened up, like a little white rabbit who had just come back to his senses.

"What are you doing?" the distracted appearance was seen by the man, who squinted his eyes unhappily, looked at him, and asked softly.

"No, no......" The man quickly came back to his senses, and when he asked the man, he had a momentary impulse to say what he had just thought of, but after thinking about it, looking at the man in front of him with a frank face, the man began to doubt his guess again.

"Nothing. As a result, after struggling for a long time, the man still didn't say it. The moment he looked up to answer, just behind the man, the man clearly saw that under the broken staircase, there was a black shadow of human beings standing clearly.

Unconsciously raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and looked at the gray staircase under the long black shadow, through the faint light from nowhere, the man clearly saw that the black shadow still did not disperse.

His fingers trembled, and the man looked at the dark figure in front of him, leaning motionlessly against the pillar at the bottom of the stairs, as if to merge with the black wall behind him, without distinguishing from each other.

As if noticing his gaze, the man saw the figure raise his head slightly, as if he was not afraid of his gaze, and at the bottom of the dark stairs, the man could notice her eyes from the blackness, pupils like black pearls, and then looked at him and squinted.

Subconsciously, touching the pistol pinned to his waist, the man felt a hint of danger from her squinted eyes, like a wild cat that wants to catch a mouse, and at the moment before making a move, he looked at his prey with such vigilant and haughty eyes.

The man looked at the man's changing expression with a puzzled expression, and also noticed the movement of his right hand touching the gun, but he didn't say anything more, and at this time, he didn't know who they were pulling down whose IQ.

"Someone. Whispered two short words, expressing the man's purpose of reminding the man, seeing the suspicion on the man's face, the man just touched the pistol's hand and put it down, and the cold feeling slipped under his hand.

"Who?" When the man heard this, he immediately understood and wanted to take out his pistol, but the man gave him a look and held it down at once.

The dagger had long been hidden in the sleeve, and Leng Ji touched the lines of the handle one by one, watching them stand at the door of the hall, one with his back to the other and facing him, but no one rushed over to attack first, but seemed to be entangled in private, Leng Ji sneered silently in the dark, as if mocking them.

Looking at the past from Leng Ji's point of view, although the man's strong and huge body blocked most of the man's body, Leng Ji could still tell from the faint shadow projected by his hand next to him that his hand touched the gun and hesitated for a while, and then let go.

Sure enough, the fat man wouldn't have ordered himself to be killed at such a time.

Leng Ji paused, knowing that he had guessed correctly.

From the time he just stood up to expose his figure to the action of not daring to hold a gun after looking at the man, Leng Ji grasped the initiative in this game from the beginning. Originally, I wanted to hide in the dark and observe for a while, but after watching for a while, Leng Ji found that there were only two people in them, and they gave up using firearms.

Two people are much easier to deal with than three......

Simply, the cold season is no longer hidden, and he walks out from under the stairs, from the darkness to getting closer and closer to them.