According to Fangzheng's eyes, the inn in Innsmouth is simply worse than the broken temple of the mountain god in the fairy sword world.

At least the mountain temple still looks like that, but the inn in front of me looks like a pig, not only only only one room can be used, but the bathroom is actually nailed to death by a wooden plank, and the boss is asked to say that it is a leak to repair. There was nothing else in the room except a bed and a sofa, and even the electric lights were broken, so you had to light kerosene lamps.........

Now not only Fangzheng's face is black, Francis is also melancholy, now that it is already dark, the owner of the kerosene lamp actually collects additional money, if this is put now, Fangzheng is unhappy and will call 12315 to complain. But it's a pity that there was no such thing at that time, and even if there was......... It has nothing to do with this ghost place.

What to do?

No way, go to sleep.

So Francis lay down on the bed, Fang Zheng slept on the sofa not far away, and the little angel still used her stealth ability to lie on Fang Zheng's body——— Francis couldn't find it anyway. And holding the small and soft little angel, Founder is naturally very comfortable and quite comfortable.

At first, Francis was still chatting with Fangzheng, but after a day's journey and a long walk around the town of Innsmouth, he was already a little tired by this time, so he fell asleep while talking. Only Fang Zheng was still chatting with Nimfu in a low voice, saying something that didn't make sense.

However, I don't know how long it took, but I saw the little angel lying on Fang Zheng's body change his expression slightly, and then raised his head.

"Master."

"Huh?"

"I've detected dozens of life signals moving in the direction we are."

"Oh, I feel it too, let's see what they want to do."

Fang Zheng leaned back on the sofa, the corners of his mouth slightly curled. He knew why these people came to the door in the middle of the night, for Francis, maybe he just thought that these monsters in Innsmouth were going to find a sacrifice, but Fang Zheng, who had seen it, knew that the young man also had the blood of a deep diver in his body, and it was obvious that these guys were here to pull Francis off the pot together.

Of course, in the original book, Francis didn't know anything, only that he was not in a good situation, and finally desperately escaped from the town. It was only later when he returned to his home that he discovered evidence of a relationship between his ancestors and Innsmouth, and was finally sweetened by Cthulhu.

But this time, Fang Zheng suddenly felt that he could have fun in a different way.........

The inn was in disrepair, and the men themselves apparently did not possess stealth skills, and woke Francis up the stairs. Fang Zheng saw the young man blink, then sat up suddenly, stared out the door in horror, and pricked up his ears like a watchdog.

Then Francis hurried out of bed, came to Fangzheng's side, reached out and gently nudged him.

"Sir, sir?"

"I hear you, don't worry, see what they want to do?"

Fang Zheng waved his hand and gave an answer in a low voice. Hearing Fangzheng's answer, Francis finally relaxed. He then remembered that he had locked all the doors before going to bed——— although the locks of several doors were also useless, but for the sake of safety, he also blocked them with chairs, and no matter what those people wanted to do, at least they would not be able to enter now.

Soon, a series of heavy footsteps were heard stopping at the door, followed by the sound of the "Caracalla" key opening the door......... Hearing this, Fang Zheng also rolled his eyes, it seems that the deep diver is really mentally low, you just put it in front of the ancient mother insect Sun Erniang to kill the guest, you know that it is good to let the other party drink a few more cups, but you just ran up so swaggeringly, without a little sneak?

Hearing this, Francis was even more nervous, but he was only a poor student, and he didn't even have a gun in his hand, and after groping for a long time, he could only hold a broken chair next to him to give himself courage. On the contrary, Fang Zheng patted his hand, then reached into his arms, and took out a silver-white gun from it——— seeing this gun, Francis was somewhat relieved, but the bad guy is also an American, and he is no stranger to guns, although Fang Zheng's gun looks a little strange in color, but it looks quite handsome.

After all, appearance is equal to half of the combat effectiveness.

"Click, click."

At this time, the door that was originally unlocked was also opened by the other party, and the other party pushed the door, but did not push it open——— after all, there were still tables and chairs in the back.

However, the next moment, these people actually began to .........

"Knock knock!"

They just started slamming the door!

Is it true that deep divers have such low IQs?

Listening to the sound of slamming the door outside, Fang Zheng always felt that these idiots outside seemed to not only have less than five combat strength, but also less than five intelligence......... To be honest, although the devil also has clans and believers, the believers under the devil are either ruthless or scheming, and they won't be rotten like this, right?

Looking at it this way, could it be that Cthulhu himself is mentally retarded?

This may not be, after all, there is basically no one in the group who can fight wits and courage with the old gods and the like, and Cthulhu himself is not very intelligent.

I remember that Azathoth doesn't seem to have a high IQ, and what is it called......... The god of blind foolishness?

As soon as I heard it, it was a strong mentally handicapped fan.

"First, sir, let's run!"

At this time, Francis was also frightened, although he also felt that this town was not quite right, but he didn't expect that this place was really a black shop!

Isn't this going to slaughter yourself to make human meat buns?

"Run? Where to run? ”

Fang Zheng glanced around, then withdrew his gaze.

"Let's just hit it out!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Zheng directly turned his right hand, raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger on the door in front of him.

"Bang!!"

With the sound of gunshots, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, which surprised the attackers outside and Francis, the attackers outside did not expect that the people inside actually had guns, and Francis did not expect that this gentleman was so rigid, saying that he would shoot and shoot, without giving people the slightest chance.

"Let's go straight away!"

At this time, Fang Zheng also walked to the door, and slammed his foot on the table and chair that was originally used to block the door, and the next moment he saw that the table and chair that was originally heavy was kicked directly like paper paste, whistling through the door and hitting the end of the corridor directly, this scene made Francis dumbfounded, there are no Hollywood blockbusters in this era, just this scene in front of him, it almost scared him stupid.

Francis didn't expect that this gentleman, who seemed to be polite, would have such a violent side!

"Let's go."

Fang Zheng gestured to Francis, and then walked straight out of the room, at the end of the corridor outside, you can see the broken table mixed with the door panel smashed directly into the wall, and one or two human legs can be seen below——— obviously, even if those idiots who smashed the door did not die under Fang Zheng's gun, they were smashed by this "door cannonball".

"Wow!!"

Fang Zheng had just stepped out of the room when he saw a farmer in shabby clothes holding a licorice fork rushing up the stairs and stabbing at him. Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of the hospitable villagers in Yanan Town......... This is all in the same vein!

Since this is the case, then Lao Tzu does not have to be polite.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng also raised the gun in his hand and "banged" a few shots, and immediately swept all the hospitable villagers who rushed over to the ground.

"Oh God, what have you done!"

At this time, Francis also walked out, seeing this scene, he was also dumbfounded, although Francis also thought that the other party would be unfavorable to him, but looking at so many corpses lying in the corridor in front of him, he couldn't turn around for a while.

"You actually killed them!?"

"Do you think it's better to be killed by them?"

Fang Zheng scoffed at Francis's emotion, he stretched out his foot and turned over a random person.

"And these guys aren't human."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Francis poked his head out curiously, and then his face suddenly changed, as Fang Zheng said, although the "person" in front of him was wearing a farmer's clothes, but he was not human at all, his head looked like a mixture of a man and a frog, a pair of big eyes protruding from the sockets, and he couldn't even see the face, not only that, but his nose also seemed to be nothing, and even layers could be seen on the neck, like fish gills.

Not only that, but Francis also saw that between the fingers of this person holding a pitchfork, there was actually a pu?!

"God, what kind of monster is this!"

After seeing the monster in front of him clearly, Francis was also immediately frightened and hurriedly approached Fangzheng, he didn't expect these guys to be even human!

"All in all, it's certainly not a good thing."

At this moment, Fang Zheng also seriously examined these deep divers, and then frowned slightly. For a long time, Fang Zheng had thought that the transformation of the Deep Diver was some kind of curse, but now it seems that this is clearly not the case. You must know that the gun he has now in his hand is the Demon Destroyer Holy Sword Esther——— she has the property that can remove all curses, if this change of deep diver is some kind of curse, then it should be lifted when it is hit by the bullet fired by Esther.

But since it hasn't been lifted, it means that it's not some kind of curse, so it's genetic?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

When Fang Zheng and Francis walked out of the hotel, Innsmouth seemed to wake up, and those muffled shouts could be heard everywhere, and even the glow of lights and torches could be seen in the distance.

"Fang, Mr. Fangzheng, let's escape."

"Run?"

Looking at Francis, whose legs were weak in fright, Fang Zheng snorted softly.

"Where to run? There is not even a car here, and the broken car is estimated to have been damaged by this time, and you saw it when you came, and there is nothing to go nearby. ”

"So, what do we do?"

"Just kill it, I'm going to see what these guys want to do."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng slammed his right foot on the ground, and then saw a scimitar at his feet spin and fly up violently, landing on the table next to Francis with a "bang".

"Come, take this knife and go with me, don't worry, it's okay."

"But, but they're monsters!"

Hearing Fangzheng's words, Francis wanted to cry even more, and he had heard some stories about the town of Innsmouth from the crazy old drunkard during the day, including their teachings with evil beings, and those mysterious nightmares......... At that time, Francis only thought that this was just a horror story in the countryside and mountains, but he didn't expect it to be non-fiction?!

"You don't have to worry about that, I'm pretty good at dealing with these monsters."

Fang Zheng turned the gun in his hand and aimed it forward again.

"Really, really?"

Hearing Fang Zheng say this, Francis also reacted, the other party's performance just now was obviously not like the first time he had encountered this kind of monster, otherwise he would not be so calm.

"What kind of person are you, this kind gentleman!"

"Oh, this one........."

In the face of Francis's inquiry, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes.

"I'm Witcher Fan. Helsing. ”

Anyway, it's just a name, and it doesn't cost money, does it?

If Innsmouth is a bit of a stretch during the day, when night falls, it's a lair of monsters.

Fang Zheng and Francis hadn't taken a few steps before they came across a group of Innsmouth villagers with a variety of weapons, all of them wearing clothes, but their large and unspoken hands and feet showed that they were clearly not human.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect that old man to tell the truth."

Looking at those monsters with torches in their hands, Francis was dumbfounded, he was still holding a knife in his hand and still had some confidence, and he didn't know what to say when he saw this scene.

"He said that the Innsmouth had made a deal with the devil by the sea, and that the children they gave birth to had turned into monsters, which I thought was nothing more than a dazzling ........."

"Bang!"

However, before Francis could finish his words, the other party raised the rifle in his hand and shot it at the barrel not far from Francis's side, which frightened him. And Fang Zheng raised Esther in his hand without care, pulled the trigger and fired a series of merciless strafing shots in front of him.

Although the current Estemin looked like a fusion of a revolver and a short sword, but in Fang Zheng's hand, he hit the rate of fire of Gatling, and Francis only heard a series of snapping sounds, and saw that the Innsmouth villagers on the opposite side suddenly looked up to the sky like harvested wheat, and several quick reactions hurriedly tried to hide behind the carriage next to them, but they were directly torn to pieces by Fang Zheng and the carriage.

"Whew......... It's cool. ”

Throwing it over like this, Fang Zheng was also cool, and he could even feel that Esther was also quite excited at this moment by the trembling of the hilt of the sword in his hand. After all, Founder has always used Restia as the main weapon, and Esther is more responsible for off-hand defense and counterattack, but this time Founder does not plan to use Restia, after all, such a big sword, it is not easy to say when it is taken out, but it is more convenient for Esther in the form of a spear and sword.

This also made Esther have a rare fighting spirit and began to show his strength with great interest.

"Alright, let's move on."

After dealing with the group of guys in the way, Fang Zheng continued to move forward, and Francis also hurriedly followed. Although deep down in his heart at this moment, he wanted to leave Innsmouth directly, but Francis also knew very well that if he didn't follow Fang Zheng at the moment, he might really have to die!

But even so, Francis is also playing the drum inside.

"Where are we going, sir?"

"Do you need to ask?"

Facing Francis's inquiry, Fang Zheng smiled.

"Of course I'm going to find the main master!"