Hell's Gate: Chapter 38: Crisis

Faced with this strange situation, Hans stayed in the local area and did not know what to do. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mike let out a strange howl in the sky, and with a flick of his arms, his clothes were reduced to shreds and scattered in all directions. He turned his head suddenly, his eyes became blood-red, his face was hideous, and bloody cuts appeared on his skin, revealing bright red muscles, which kept oozing blood.

β€œHelp ,help me…… (Help me)" Mike shouted intermittently.

We were all stunned and didn't know how to save him.

White hairs grew rapidly on Mike's face and body, which began to thin out a little, and soon thickened, growing longer and larger.

Han Lisha turned around and exchanged glances with me and said, "Snowman!" ”

I nodded, my mind flustered, my mind blank. For no reason, how could Mike suddenly change his life?

Han Lisha raised her gun, pointed it at Mike, gritted her teeth and said, "Kill him!" ”

Hanlisa's pistol went off, but Hans and another white man hesitated not to shoot.

Mike was shot, screamed, jumped to his feet, and ran towards the back.

Nima, Ya actually fled. It is estimated that the fear in his heart is countless times more powerful than ours.

Before Mike could get out of our field of vision, I suddenly noticed a white shadow in front of me, which stood there abruptly, and no one could see how it came from.

Snowman. The snowman is here again!

Mike must have spotted the snowman as well, and he roared, and without dodging, he crashed headlong into the snowman that was in his way.

There was a "boom", as if two small trucks were colliding with each other, and the sound echoed muffly through the passage. After the impact, the snowman is fine, but Mike slowly falls to the ground.

The snowman picked up Mike, stared at us meaningfully with blood-red eyes, and quickly turned away.

Mike's screams faded away until they grew quieter and quieter.

We haven't come back to our senses for a while. Han Lisha paused, unfolded, and ran in the direction where the snowman disappeared. Hans chased after him with his gun.

The other white man looked uncertain and wanted to chase after him. After taking two steps, he stopped again and looked back at us.

I spread my hands and said, "Stay put!" ”

The white man nodded, frozen.

In this case, it's best to stay where you are. Who knows how many snowmen are in this cave? This thing has wisdom, what if it's a trick to divert the tiger from the mountain? On the way to chase, we broke them one by one, and we didn't know how to die.

Ten minutes later, Alyssa and Hans returned, their faces so dark that they could drip water.

Mike didn't come back.

Well, Mike, poor boy, I forgive you for pointing a gun at me. All I can do is pray for you.

I asked Han Lisha, "What's going on?" ”

Actually, I was a bit redundant to ask, and we all saw that Mike had turned into a snowman. It seems natural for the snowman to save the snowman.

Han Lisha looked very unhappy and said, "The snowman is very fast, and it's gone." ”

I nodded, not asking any more questions.

The fat man said, "Mike is done." Ignoring the strange look of another white man, he went over and picked up the gun and tactical vest on the ground and threw it at me.

I caught the gun, glared at him, and said to myself, if you don't speak, will you die? How do you know Mike is finished? Maybe the snowman is a mother, looking at the rarity of foreign devils, and there is a trend of developing to the same kind, you want to catch him to be the king of the village?

The remaining white man gasped for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "We're going to rescue him." ”

Although Ergou and the fat man didn't understand, they could guess what he meant, and they both looked at him with a dead man's gaze.

Han Lisha was silent for a while, looked at me and said, "Let's go back and meet the people behind." The snowman didn't kill Mike directly, maybe there's still a chance. ”

I said, "Even if you find Mike, he might have turned into a snowman." ”

Han Lisha said: "Even if you become a snowman, you have to find him." Otherwise, these mercenaries will not obey orders, and the team behind will be very dangerous. ”

I shrugged and said, "You have the final say." ”

Rendezvous with the team behind, I have no objection. Anyway, the more people, the safer. This snowman is elusive and unpredictable, and the more guns you have, the more powerful you have.

Han Lisha said to the white man, "Leo, go backward, go to sb"s rescue! ”

The white man looked a little grateful, lifted his gun in high spirits, turned and walked briskly backwards.

The fat man complained in a low voice: "Crazy, what are we going to do when we go back?" ”

I said, "Why don't you go alone?" That's what you just did, anyway. ”

The fat man scratched his head and said, "Okay, I knew that this ghost place was so evil, and I didn't come in yet." ”

I glared at him and said, "You still say?" Now that you know the evil door, be clever, and save your life. ”

The fat man nodded, and followed me to turn and retreat.

We stopped in the cave where the guide's body was found. Leo and Lisa Han, who were white, stood there, their faces as cold as death.

I felt a little "chuckle" in my heart, and I felt very bad. When I turned around, we were all in the local area, and we couldn't make a sound.

It's Mike. Mike is dead.

Although he is huge and has thick hair, his appearance is completely different from before, but he has not completely turned into a snowman, and his face is vaguely recognizable. It's just covered in blood, like an evil ghost who has just crawled out of hell.

Like the guide, he leaned against the stone in the same position, without a single strand of his body. His heart and ** are also gone, and in those two places, the flesh and blood are blurred, and blood is still oozing out.

Seeing the dead body being gouged out of the heart and ripped off**, it's nothing, because there is no blood, and there is not such a strong visual shock. But the living are different, especially the companions who were alive and kicking around with us just now.

The look on Mike's face was horrified, his blood-red eyes wide open, his dilated pupils unfocused. No matter from any angle, he seems to be staring at us in despair, as if pleading, as if grieving, and more importantly, the fear that still does not dissipate.

This is the first person killed by the snowman, and the first person we lost in the real operation.

Hans searched the neighborhood and made a gesture that said, "Safe." ”

Safe? Is it really safe? I stared at Michael's strange red eyes, distracted. Behind every stone here, in every crevice, there are unexpected dangers, unexpected crises will arise at any time, and the claws of the devil will start killing at any time. I only felt chills all over my body, and the cave in front of me seemed to be covered with a faint layer of blood.