Forty-one raids with robes

"What are you talking about... Pander to! Shen Haoyang frowned slightly, turned his head, his eyes narrowed and stared, the swarthy woman who suddenly said gibberish words in her mouth, and at the same time the palm in her sleeve curled up, ready to make convenient measures. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, nothing is impossible in a terrorist incident, and in the end, in fact, in the final analysis, he and the "residents" of this deserted village, except for meeting a few times and chatting briefly, they don't know much about each other.

It's just that what made Shen Haoyang a little unexpected was the swarthy woman's speed and decisive attitude!

Because, Shen Haoyang had just raised his vigilance, and he was on guard against her, and he was ready to take a few steps back and keep an appropriate distance from her.

Just when his thoughts were just raised, there was a sound of breaking wind in his ears, and Shen Haoyang's hair exploded all over his body, and a sore pain hit the muscles in his legs.

In the end, Shen Haoyang relied on the luck of conditioned reflex to roll to the side, and he avoided the chill; Attack from a swarthy woman!

"Who the hell are you? What are you going to do?! Shen Haoyang, who finally stood firm, couldn't help but exclaim, his chest rose and fell violently, and after taking a few breaths, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the swarthy woman, with a look of vigilance and nervousness, and he asked with a loud shout.

For the sharp attack of the swarthy woman who suddenly attacked without warning, Shen Haoyang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Although everything just happened between the electric sparks and stones, the danger of the process was too fierce to be described in words.

Shen Haoyang's heart was still intense, beating at a high frequency speed, it was hard to imagine what serious consequences would have happened if he hadn't had a conditioned reflex to danger at that moment!

At the same time, for the identity of the swarthy woman, Shen Haoyang also began to question the essence for the first time, and her identity will definitely not be as simple as the ordinary deserted village villagers she said before.

In other words, the identity of a swarthy woman is not just an ordinary villager in a deserted village!

Looking at her words and actions just now, and then connecting with the bloody canteen not far away, and her insistence on letting him enter the bloody canteen, as well as the corpses and bones piled up like a hill on the first and second floors of the hotel.

Shen Haoyang's mouth was tightly pursed, this was the habitual behavior of his mind when it entered high-speed thinking.

At this time, Shen Haoyang had already faintly noticed the slightest strangeness in it.

Perhaps..., these things seemed to him to be just coincidences before, but in fact, the real situation is not as simple as imagined.

Even..., between these things, whether there are some hidden secrets or even conspiracy theories in private is not something that can be easily imagined at this time.

These, for Shen Haoyang, are still confusing, his eyes slowly stared at the dark woman, the dark woman in his eyes at this moment is so mysterious.

"Ho ho ho he...!!" In response to Shen Haoyang's question, the swarthy woman raised her head abruptly as if she had hit a laughing point, and laughed nervously like crazy.

In the laughter, the horror was faintly mixed with the slightest wisp of beast roaring, which was full of hidden fierce killing intent.

Corresponding to each other, it was the eyes that looked at Shen Haoyang, and it was also once again, it became extremely strange, that demeanor..., it was as if he was looking at a... Dying!

This feeling is quite bad, and even this feeling of being treated as a prey at the mercy of the chopping board makes Shen Haoyang quite uncomfortable!

Because, this feeling seems to give him the illusion that he has not yet begun, as if he must have been doomed to hang up!

This kind of uncomfortable and strange feeling, presumably any person will rise to a sense of resistance for it.

Shen Haoyang did the same, but when his eyes looked around, he kept his calm side again.

In this unfamiliar place, in the face of sudden changes, looking at the swarthy woman, the obvious change revealed the murderous intent in her eyes, Shen Haoyang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He didn't have the idea of fighting him directly, or in other words, fighting with him was not the first choice in Shen Haoyang's planning.

At this time, he had already begun to plan to move back and stay away from the swarthy woman.

Choosing to meet and settle down, an obvious character.

Perhaps, this is also related to Shen Haoyang's previous otaku experience, he is not an impulsive person, even after entering the mirror world, after experiencing several terrifying experiences, he still did not change these ideas.

He did not lack the courage necessary to face danger head-on, nor was he afraid of terror.

However, for him, in addition to the necessary fighting process, Shen Haoyang actually didn't want to get too caught up in direct fighting.

Of course, like most ordinary people living under the Chinese system, Shen Haoyang, who has lived under the red ideological education system since he was a child, has some habits of yearning for peace and resisting battle in his heart.

"Hiss... Click!! At this time, from behind Shen Haoyang, a series of clicks suddenly sounded, similar to the peculiar sound of a chick breaking its shell.

With a little suspicion, Shen Haoyang made sure that he kept a safe enough distance from the swarthy woman, and on the other hand, he quickly turned his head towards the source of the sound and quickly cast his attention.

"I... No way!! With a startled shout, Shen Haoyang's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and at the same time, he couldn't help but gasp in his mouth, and the whole person subconsciously jumped forward.

Behind him, those, slightly viscous, wrapped in strange red objects and bulging spores on the walls, were once again unexpected.

In many places on the red membrane wall, spores-like things are rapidly raised, ranging in diameter from one meter to two meters in size.

I couldn't see what was inside, but I could tell that something was moving.

And, soon, the strange spore-like thing, after a burst of bulging, suddenly exploded, and a large mass of white objects, mixed with white viscous liquid, swayed out at the same time.

Those white objects were a pile of white and messy bones, so many bones, gushing out like a tide, it really made people feel numb when they saw it.