The rain was heavy, but all the raindrops had a pattern.

Sherlock Holmes glanced at Wang Feng, Wang Feng had fallen into a state of madness at this moment, and kept repeating a sentence in his mouth: "Where is it?" Where's that guy? ”

Migo...... No! That monster needs a medium to appear here. This monster is different, he can become invisible and erase our memories of seeing it. ”

Holmes's brain raced to find a breakthrough.

Before he could react, the whole person flew out directly, with severe pain in his abdomen, as if he had been punched.

Wang Feng didn't seem to see Sherlock Holmes roaring in the rain.

"Don't hide from it!"

Holmes opened his eyes and saw in a daze that the monster was standing behind Wang Feng.

"I can...... See that guy......"

He clutched his belly and pointed his pistol at the monster.

But a big hand lifted him up again.

"There are two?" He looked desperately at the monster he had lifted himself.

The body is again in a stalemate, unable to move.

At this moment, it was as if his brain had stopped working, and he only felt a chill on the back of his neck.

His hands trembled, and he slowly lifted his gun to his head.

"Nope! What must be the solution? ”

Holmes could only watch himself at his mercy, and the monster in front of him smiled again.

"Bang!"

"Is that all there is to it?" Holmes saw that there was no escape, so he closed his eyes and waited for death.

A gunshot rang out.

Sherlock Holmes fell directly to the ground, and the monster that had lifted himself up before fell directly in front of him.

"What's going on?"

Sherlock Holmes didn't expect to escape death.

"Could it be Wang Feng?"

He turned his head to look over, only to see Wang Feng showing a hint of a smile.

And the monster behind Wang Feng roared angrily when he saw his companion fall.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, but the bullet was not fired from Wang Feng's gun, but from Holmes's gun.

Wang Feng fell to the ground and scolded: "Fuck, Sherlock Holmes, you two or five boys!" ”

Holmes didn't expect it to be like this, he was obviously aiming at the monster, and the moment the bullet was fired, the monster disappeared.

Wang Feng stood up covering the wound on his arm, but fortunately, the bullet hit his arm, and if it hit the vital part, he might have died on the spot.

"What about monsters?" Before Holmes could react, a sense of dizziness enveloped him again.

The rain stopped.

He looked around but found no trace of the monster, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

"Are you alright? Wang Feng ......"

Sherlock Holmes hurriedly came to Wang Feng's side.

"You try?"

Wang Feng really wanted to give Holmes a shot.

"That's it!"

Holmes didn't even think about it, and quickly refused.

"Anyway? It's finally time to save the day. Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

But before a moment, his eyes widened and he couldn't speak, and he looked up at the sky and didn't know what to do.

Holmes also looked at the sky, only to realize that the sky had turned into an ocean. And the sea was slowly approaching them.

"This ......"

"What's this, don't you run?" Sherlock Holmes pulled Wang Feng directly and ran towards the big pillar at the entrance of Arkham.

The sea water poured down one after another, directly burying the two in the deep sea.

Seeing that the entrance was close at hand, the two of them couldn't care so much, and they swam over with all their strength.

But the moment you touch the entrance, everything disappears.

When Wang Feng opened his eyes, he found himself on top of the carriage.

The coachman lifted the curtain and said to the two, "The gentleman has arrived." ”

As if frightened, Holmes gasped, and then hastened to take some money and pay the coachman.

The two hurriedly got out of the car, looking at each other at a loss.

"Everything started from scratch." Holmes's hands trembled slightly, as if he had completely lost his fighting spirit, and he muttered to himself: "The Möbius ring has no beginning and no end, only a cycle repeatedly. This entrance is one that can never be reached. ”

"The past and the future are interconnected at this time...... I've never seen anything so weird. ”

Wang Feng swallowed his saliva and looked at the wound on his arm, which had disappeared, only to feel a trace of sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

"Wang Feng......" Holmes hurriedly helped Wang Feng.

"There's no way to escape...... We are trapped by the monster in the past and in the future. It's like a Möbius ring, unless it can break the endless cycle. Wang Feng looked serious.

He broke free from Holmes's grip and walked towards Arkham step by step.

But the moment he approached the entrance, his eyes went black and he returned to where he was.

"Why is this happening?" These things are beyond the scope of Sherlock Holmes's cognition.

"No, I'm going to give it a try." Wang Feng walked over again.

At this moment, Holmes actually grabbed himself, he lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, and there was a strange sound in his mouth.

"Let go of my Sherlock Holmes!"

Sherlock Holmes raised his head directly, his facial features quickly disappeared, his mouth expanded to the sides of his ears as if it had been torn, and his body continued to swell into the monster that the two had encountered before.

Wang Feng was stunned.

The monster opened its mouth and made a sound: "Silence ......" and laughed.

The rain fell again.

Wang Feng also relieved himself, picked up a pistol and aimed it at the monster's head.

And the monster made the same move, placing its palm on Wang Feng's head.

"Who the hell are you!"

Wang Feng's whole person was about to collapse, the huge pressure made him breathless, and the whole person seemed to be about to suffocate.

"Who the hell are you!" The monster mimicked his tone and asked the question.

Wang Feng didn't pull the trigger for a long time, and he didn't know why, he felt that if he pulled the trigger, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

But this is indeed a great opportunity, and the only chance to kill a monster may be to kill that monster and escape death.

"Bang!"

The bullet did not sink into the monster's head, but into Wang Feng's arm.

The pain brought him to his senses.

There was no monster in front of him, and it was Sherlock Holmes who had just caught him.

Sherlock Holmes looked at Wang Feng with a blank gaze, holding the revolver in his hand and aiming it at Wang Feng's head and slowly pulling the trigger.

"Holmes, wake up quickly, that's an illusion, don't be deceived."