Wang Feng also hurriedly took out the gun and pointed it at the pedestrians.

"Bang ......"

"Run!"

Taking advantage of the gap when those guys fell, the two of them rushed forward with all their strength.

The pedestrians behind the two of them did not follow closely behind, but danced in place as if nothing had happened.

"No! That's not the way to go, you have to find a place to hide! Sherlock Holmes ran to the door of a house, twisted the handle, and prayed, "Don't lock it!" ”

I heard a crisp sound, and the big stone in my heart finally fell.

"Here...... The door is unlocked, hurry in. Sherlock Holmes hurriedly informed Wang Feng, who was covering.

Wang Feng nodded and followed, and then locked the door.

The two hid in a small house, exhausted and panting.

"What's really going on in London's East End? Didn't anyone find these guys? Holmes sat on the ground.

"It hadn't happened before when I came here...... How did it suddenly become like this? He glanced at Wang Feng: "Your kid's physical strength is quite good!" ”

Wang Feng was so tired that he didn't want to talk at all.

"I ...... I...... I'm almost exhausted...... Call! I want to ......" he swallowed, then continued, "Shine...... Photo...... We must have been exposed to that medium, so we can see the real Arkham. ”

"Makes sense! But those guys don't seem to be a danger to us, because we have guns in our hands. Holmes felt in his pocket, only to find that there were few bullets left.

"It's over, I'm out of bullets......" He raised his head to look at Wang Feng but inadvertently saw the photo in this house: "You show me the photo." ”

Wang Feng picked up the photo and handed it to Sherlock Holmes: "Why are you still in the mood to look at other people's photos?" ”

Sherlock Holmes looked so happy when he saw the picture that he pointed to the woman in the picture: "This is the home of the deceased, hahaha!" I didn't expect to come here by mistake......"

Wang Feng snatched the photo and saw the woman in the photo and couldn't help but start to rejoice: "This is too coincidental, right?" ”

"This is fate......" Before Holmes finished speaking, Wang Feng rolled and crawled, directly gagged his mouth, and pointed outside.

A guy with no hair and only a face leaned against the window and stared at the two of them.

Holmes was startled when the guy kept banging on the window, which was full of his finger marks.

The shredded flesh on the face falls off with each blow.

The lips were gone, and only the gums were lying alone, like half-dissected corpses in a hospital.

"Bang!"

Another palm was imprinted on it, and he opened his mouth, and the only piece of flesh left could not support the weight of his jaw at all, and fell straight down.

His mouth was still laughing.

But his eyes were always fixed on the two men.

"It's all right, it's just a guy now, and it scares me a lot......" Before Holmes could finish speaking, another handprint appeared on the window.

But in the blink of an eye, the window was surrounded by the living dead.

They kept banging on the windows, and the bloody handprints were densely scattered, and within a few moments, the scene outside was tightly covered by these handprints.

"What's that?" Although Holmes had seen many dead people, he had never seen the living dead.

Wang Feng shook his head: "I was scared directly when I saw that guy just now...... Hurry up and find clues, this place is not suitable for a long stay! ”

Holmes ignored Wang Feng and slowly stood up with his back to him.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Feng felt something and looked in the direction where Holmes was.

A painting hung in front of them, and the painting depicted a giant flying insect.

"What is this?" Holmes only felt his whole body tremble.

The wings of the flying insect cover its entire body, and its tongue is as slender as a straw, and its eight claws are constantly waving.

Wang Feng rubbed his eyes, and he actually felt that the insects in this painting seemed to move.

"Bang!"

The glass on the windows shattered directly.

The living dead slowly crept in.

Wang Feng came back to his senses, and quickly grabbed Holmes's hand and ran to the top of the attic.

The flying insect in this depiction quickly distorts to form an eye, and a head emerges from the painting.

The living dead did not chase after them, but knelt down.

There are still words in the mouth.

Sherlock Holmes was stunned when he saw this scene, because he saw his own face and in his ear, a voice kept calling to him.

Wang Feng picked up the pistol and aimed at the painting and pulled the trigger in his hand.

Bang!

With a gunshot rang out, the living dead let out a roar of rage and pursued the two men.

Holmes also came back to his senses in that moment.

"Hurry up and climb the ladder, I'll cover you up!" Wang Feng stood there to cover Sherlock Holmes up the attic.

Holmes nodded and climbed up quickly without being ambiguous, and then looked at Wang Feng: "You come up too!" ”

Wang Feng saw that Holmes had climbed the attic, and hurriedly grabbed the ladder and climbed up.

Because there was no one to cover, the living dead rushed over, grabbed the ladder, and grabbed Wang Feng's trouser leg.

"Damn it!" Wang Feng pointed his pistol at the living dead who grabbed his trouser leg, and when he went up, he shot him.

But more of the living dead, taking advantage of this gap, actually destroyed the ladder.

The soles of Wang Feng's feet were hollow, and he shouted in his heart.

At the moment of crisis, Holmes directly grabbed Wang Feng's hand.

"Wang Feng give me the gun!" The green tendons on Holmes's forehead are exposed.

Wang Feng didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly handed the gun in his hand to Sherlock Holmes.

The action of the two of them handing over the guns was too big, and the center of gravity was out of balance, and Wang Feng's whole person shook for a moment.

And the living dead were only about an inch away from his body.

"Bang bang bang!" Holmes fired several shots in quick succession, sending away many of the living dead.

Wang Feng curled up, not daring to relax, trying his best to keep those guys on the ground from touching him.

At this moment, the two of them have reached their limit.

Sherlock Holmes hurriedly threw away the pistol in his hand, adjusted his posture and grabbed Wang Feng with both hands, and forcibly lifted him up.

"Whew...... Scared the hell out of me! I didn't expect these guys to be so clever and destroy the ladder. Wang Feng was paralyzed there, and now he feels scared when he thinks about it.

Sherlock Holmes closed the attic door and wiped the sweat from his face, also in shock.

"I don't believe there's a monster in this attic......"

Wang Feng almost didn't recover when he heard this, and he was directly choked by his own saliva and coughed a few times.