London.

Today Friday.

Ben Ben, renamed Elizabeth Tower in June 2012, is a British landmark on the banks of the River Thames in the Gothic style with a spire Gothic style, a 95-metre-high, 7-metre diameter bell weighing 13.7 tonnes that rings every 15 minutes and rings through the BBC radio.

But the Elizabeth Tower had not made any noise for nearly two hours.

At this time, the bottom of the Elizabeth Tower can be seen densely packed with reporters, police and police cars, reporters holding microphones to broadcast, police officers are full of serious faces to blockade, pedestrians have been isolated, around the blockade line to look around to see the bustle, the road lights flashing, honking horns.

According to the information transmitted by some citizens, it seems that several strange creatures have appeared on the tower, and now the three large clocks with a diameter of 9 meters on the east, south and west of the Elizabeth Tower have stopped swinging.

There was a loud bang, and the last bell fell from the sky, and everyone under the Elizabeth Tower evacuated and fled in panic.

Huge gravel smashed on several police cars, smashing the roof directly into a dent, the red and blue flashing lights were also destroyed, and a London gentleman who was unlucky to watch the excitement nearby died directly under the boulder, leaving a pool of scarlet blood on the ground, and he was still carrying a cake ordered from the Hummingbird Bakery cake shop in his hand, presumably to celebrate his child's birthday tonight, but this gentleman has suddenly suffered a catastrophe, and the cake has also been smashed on the ground, It turned into a pile of.

In a burst of dust, a frightened big-breasted beauty reporter got up from the ground, looked up at the missing piece north of Elizabeth Tower, quickly sorted out her posture and appearance, and continued to broadcast professionally, "This is BBC correspondent Lauren Johnson. Just now, the clock north of Elisabeth tower was completely destroyed for some reason..."

Next to an abandoned police car, the photographer who has worked with the female reporter named Lauren for many years readjusted the parameters of the instrument, and then continued to point the camera at his colleague with his fat body, and from time to time pointed the camera at the plump scenery on his colleague's chest to satisfy some selfish desires in his heart.

Suddenly, several strange figures fell from the sky, and those strange figures quickly came to the beautiful reporter, and then the heavy makeup and beautiful Lauren in the lens of the fat photographer was directly torn apart, and blood was splattered on the spot.

At the same time, a large number of the same strange figures jumped from the surrounding buildings, threatening to envelop everyone.

"My God!" The photographer hurriedly threw away the camera in his hand, and ran away like his colleagues from other TV stations or newspapers, but it was faster than the monsters with sheep's horns and deer legs, and several monsters grabbed the limbs and head of the pot-bellied photographer and dismembered the body on the spot.

The fragmented camera on the ground is still recording everything that is happening around them, and the ordinary security policemen wearing black hats and blue uniforms at the scene have drawn their guns to shoot, and those who are not qualified to hold guns use electric batons, and the output power of electric batons is directly adjusted to the maximum, but in the end, they have all turned into bait for monsters, and the last scene in the lens is the attack of a sheep's horn monster with a bloody mouth wide open.

At this moment, on the banks of the River Thames near Elizabeth Tower, I don't know when a dense number of sheep's horn monsters have gathered.

Westminster Abbey, Trafalgar Square, London Eye, British Museum, Regent Street, Burlington Market Street, Downing Street... Everywhere is full of sheep's horn monsters, innocent and poor citizens some raise their weapons to fight back, some pull their families to flee for their lives, and more end up with a tragic death.

The most serious of these is Buckingham Palace, which is already littered with corpses and bloodstains, including the stumps and uniforms of riot police and SWAT units, these loyal policemen who protect the British royal family have all died under the furious attack of monsters, and the damage they have caused to the claw monsters that have come like a tide of dark clouds is almost worthless, these monsters can crush steel with their bare hands, faster than bullets, and their bodies can directly smash into concrete walls without being affected, humans are no match at all.

In the vicinity of the Queen Victoria Monument, there was a group of six riot policemen armed with riot shields, they were fighting a bloodstained sheep's horn monster, the sheep's horn monster stood up, stopped eating the wreckage on the ground, rushed towards the six riot policemen who were only ten meters away from him, and smashed the strong defense formed by the six riot shields with a single blow, and then slaughtered them on a large scale, and many of the six well-trained riot policemen who had won the medal of valor, but unfortunately they were no match for this claw apostle, and in the blink of an eye, the sturdy bodies of the two of them were ruthlessly torn to pieces, and their internal organs splattered everywhere.

A riot policeman had tears in his eyes, both the fear of facing an unknown creature he had never seen, and the anger and sorrow of his companion's death, he pulled out the G-Lock 17 semi-automatic pistol hidden behind his back, and fired at the monster in rapid bursts, but even though his shooting rate had been trained to be as high as 80%, it was still far from enough to face the extremely fast claw monster, until all 19 bullets in the magazine were exhausted, and not a single shot was hit, and the crisp sound of the magazine emptying was released, The riot policeman, who had been in the company for more than five years, quickly replaced him, and it only took 0.5 seconds to do so, but the claw monster seized the opportunity and swooped behind him, slamming his head out with one palm, and the headless corpse fell to the ground on its side.

The other three riot cops cooperated in the attack on the Sheephorn Monster, two of them used riot shields to block the monster's path, and one rushed to the corpse of a SWAT officer who had been dead for some time, picked up an MP5 submachine gun that had fallen to the ground, and fired wildly at the Sheephorn Monster. The claw monster dodged, and the submachine gun bullets could only make a row of holes in the ground, and then the claw monster kicked the shield in the hands of a riot policeman with a force no less than the horse's hooves trampling, grabbed the neck of the riot policeman to resist, and the riot policeman with the MP5 submachine gun was already red-eyed at this time, and he didn't have time to stop his movements, and directly killed his teammates, so he was stunned in place, and was seized by the horn monster, and his body jumped up, kicking his chest from a high altitude, Kicked its body to pieces.

The last policeman with only one riot shield left had already retreated, threw down the riot shield, raised his hands, and begged for mercy in a standard London accent, "I surrender, let me go!" ”

The red light flashed in the eyes of the claw monster, and the two horns on its head pierced directly through the other party's heart, holding it up high, and blood that was incomparably delicious for this monster continued to flow from its head.

"Bang bang" two gunshots, not far away two ordinary security policemen arrived, they received the director's order to go to Buckingham Palace to protect the Queen's safety, rushed to pass nearby, just saw this scene, so quickly ran, one of the older policemen quickly pulled out a gun and shot, the back of the claw monster out of a few bloody holes, the latter grabbed the top of the head horn of the riot police who was pierced through the heart and threw it towards the other two, the slightly younger policeman knocked away the elders around him, The figure was knocked upside down and flew out, rolling on the ground a few times.

"Joseph, you go to Buckingham Palace, and give it to me here!" The old policeman said to Joseph on the ground, and as he spoke, he still did not stop firing the weapon in his hand, forcing the apostle of the ram's horn to not step forward easily for a while.

Joseph got up from the ground, his hat already falling from the ground, revealing his short pale blonde hair.

"Can you really handle it, master Edward?" Joseph's abdomen ached, so he clutched his abdomen and asked.

Edward roared, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm running out of bullets in this magazine. Go (stop talking nonsense, I'm running out of bullets in this magazine, you go)!" He clearly saw the fate of the riot policeman who ran out of magazines, and he didn't even have a chance to change magazines in 0.5 seconds.

Joseph threw his matching gun to Edward's elders, Edward caught it firmly and stuck it in his waist, while Joseph himself picked up a SIG P226 pistol from the ground and rushed to Buckingham Palace.

When Joseph's body ran away completely, and the magazine of Edward's first gun was completely exhausted, he pretended to change the magazine, and sure enough, the apostle with a sheep's horn who had tasted the sweetness and had a slightly single attack method quickly came behind Edward, Edward laughed inwardly, "You're such a limbed, simple minded fool", and directly took out the matching gun that Joseph threw to himself at his waist, Without saying a word, there were several rapid shots at the head of the Apostle behind him, and he successfully shot him in the head.

The light in the eyes of the Apostle of the Sheep's Horn turned to darkness and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Edward wiped the sweat from his head, looked at the corpses everywhere, and focused all his energy on "life", after reacting at this time, he couldn't help but feel a chill and fear in his heart, "Is this war?" It's uncomfortable..."

A cold night wind blew, and Joseph fell into an ice cellar, and he turned his head to look at a bakery with broken glass to his left, and a few pale yellow lights rose in the darkness.

There was a low roar, and four strong, clawed monsters slowly crawled out of the bakery, wearing shirts that resembled prison uniforms.

They were all obviously stronger than the claw monster that Edward had just dealt with.

"God..." Edward swallowed his saliva and was about to shoot, when he was thrown to the ground by a nimble claw monster, and the arm holding the gun was directly torn off, and blood spurted out and splashed all over the ground.

The other three claw monsters rushed to Edward's body with their mouths wide open and feasted on them.

Under the dark night sky, bursts of heart-rending cries from Edward echoed, and similar scenes were played out all over London.

Soon, the whole of London fell and became a paradise for demons.

Today is Black Friday.