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Not a single figure could be seen in the silent and dilapidated streets.

All I could hear was the hoarse sound of the wind shouting.

It's been 20 minutes, and I looked down at the "Rolex" I bought online on my wrist, and there was a somewhat delicate face reflected on the window glass, looking a little decadent.

"What the hell is this place?"

Zhang Heng shook his head vigorously, recalling his yesterday's events fiercely and trying to make his thoughts clear, and slowly he remembered a little.

"I was depressed yesterday because of my job search, so I came to a bar in the small red area to relax, but I didn't expect to end up fighting with someone, and then I was hit from behind when I went home, and I fainted, and I woke up after fainting, and I came here!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng couldn't help but touch the back of his head, and sure enough, a big bag was still there.

"Shhh This bunch of chops, if I hadn't drunk a little too much, how could I be attacked by myself, and if I go back to see me..."Thinking of this, Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel a little low, can he still go back?

"Boom...!"

The silence was suddenly broken, and there was a sharp knock on the door.

Zhang Heng was full of excitement, his right hand grabbed a wine bottle under his feet, his eyes stared at the dark red wooden door at the door, this room was found after Zhang Heng woke up, it should be the private bedroom of the owner of this small villa, there is a sign at the top of the door, but I can't see it clearly, since it is a bedroom, then the quality of the door will not be too good, if something comes in, it may not be able to stop it, so Zhang Heng instantly maintained a high degree of vigilance.

Ten seconds passed, one minute passed, five minutes passed, Zhang Heng's feet were already a little paralyzed because he had been in one position for a long time, but there was no sound coming out of the door, and silence suddenly returned to the room, as if the voice Zhang Heng heard just now was an illusion.

But Zhang Heng knew that it was definitely not an illusion just now, and it shouldn't be a person who knocked on the door!

Ordinary people generally knock on the door with their hands, and people have meat wrapped in their hands, so the sound of knocking on this solid wooden door should be muffled, and just now Zhang Heng heard the sound like slamming the door with some metal utensils or bones.

And in the more than 20 minutes since he woke up, Zhang Heng didn't do nothing, he also roughly checked this small villa, not to mention that it was a human being, it was not a living thing!

So according to Zhang Heng's thoughts, eighty percent of the things outside the door are not people like himself, and Zhang Heng doesn't know what it is, and in this weird world, Zhang Heng doesn't feel strange when something appears.

Slowly getting up and carefully moving his legs with unsmooth blood, Zhang Heng walked to the door with a small step holding the wine bottle, and gently put his ear on the door.

"Whoa, whoa..."

A slight sound came from outside the door, not like a human breath but like the low cry of some kind of beast!

Zhang Heng subconsciously held the wine bottle tightly, gently put his hand on the doorknob, a drop of cold sweat slowly slipped down his forehead, and after waiting for dozens of seconds, Zhang Heng seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth fiercely, and his left hand twisted the doorknob violently, and with a "click", the door opened instantly.

Although he was prepared before opening the door, Zhang Heng was still shocked by what he saw after opening the door.

The thing standing at the door, Zhang Heng guessed correctly, it was not a human at all, nor was it an animal, but a humanoid creature with blood-red eyes and fangs a few inches long, shaped like a "demon".

This "evil ghost" is covered with sparse gray hair, its bare skin is also dark gray, its stature is not high, it is only more than one meter and six, less than Zhang Heng's shoulders, and its two sharp claws are holding a thigh bone that is as tall as it, I don't know what creature, compared to it that was used to smash the door just now.

The "evil ghost" was also stunned when the door suddenly opened, but then he saw Zhang Heng behind the door, and immediately howled excitedly, his blood-red eyes were full of crazy looks, and he raised the huge bone stick in his hand and smashed it at Zhang Heng.

Although Zhang Heng was frightened by the image of the evil ghost, and his legs were a little disobedient, but when he saw the bone stick smashed towards him, there was a whistling sound in the air in his ears, and he was also shocked in his heart, and at the same time, he also reacted, he would definitely die if he continued like this, even if he bit the tip of his tongue hard, the sharp pain in the moment made Zhang Heng's body no longer dull.

"it!"

The spit with blood spurted out of his mouth fiercely, Zhang Hengda turned over with a loud cry, and avoided the bone stick in a thrilling way.

As soon as he landed, Zhang Heng didn't dare to delay, and the wine bottle that had never been relaxed in his right hand was whistling over.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the wine bottle landed accurately on the demon's head, and green blood slowly flowed down.

"Roar!"

The pain and blood instantly stimulated the nerves of the evil ghost, and the crazy look in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and after a loud roar, the evil ghost first struck casually, smashed the wooden door of the bedroom, and then rushed towards Zhang Heng.

And Zhang Heng turned over and hid behind an iron coffee table in the bedroom after throwing the wine bottles, and took two wine bottles in his hand, one of which was still broken, but after seeing the evil ghost smash the wooden door with an easy blow, Zhang Heng's pupils shrank sharply, he didn't expect the power of the evil ghost to be so great, even if the wooden door in the bedroom is not strong, but it is also solid wood, even if Zhang Heng is allowed to get it, maybe he can't break the wooden door in half with all his strength.

"It seems that the dodge just now is right, you can't go head-to-head with it!" Zhang Heng thought.

At this time, the evil ghost was already approaching the iron coffee table, and seeing Zhang Heng close in front of him, there was a trace of greed in his crazy eyes, and his steps became a lot faster.

"It's now!"

Seeing that the demon's footsteps became a little flustered because of the speed, Zhang Heng's eyes lit up suddenly, and his left hand suddenly threw out the complete wine bottle in his hand in a bowling posture.

The demon didn't care about the wine bottle thrown by Zhang Heng, this kind of attack couldn't cause much damage to it, and there was only one thought in its crazy and chaotic brain, and that was the desire for fresh flesh and blood.

However, the bottle did not hit the demon at all, but fell to the ground and rolled when it was still a step away.

The evil ghost didn't even care about hitting, let alone not hitting, he didn't dodge or stop at all, but rushed towards Zhang Heng faster.

However, at this time, Zhang Heng showed a strange smile, and took the broken bottle in his hand with his backhand.

The evil ghost's brain couldn't analyze the meaning of Zhang Heng's smile, but his instinctive intuition made him feel a little bad, but just when he wanted to stop and observe, one of its feet suddenly stepped on a round object, and the object suddenly slid backwards, and a feeling of imbalance instantly spread throughout the evil ghost's body.

Zhang Heng was waiting for this moment, seeing the evil ghost waving his claws in a panic in mid-air, and then his head smashed the iron coffee table, and the half of the wine bottle in Zhang Heng's right hand instantly stabbed the back of the demon's neck.

"Poof!" A green pillar of blood rushed up, accompanied by the miserable screams of the evil ghost, and Zhang Heng's face did not waver at all, and his hands continued to pierce the wine bottle hard.

But halfway through, he felt that the wine bottle was blocked by a hard object, Zhang Heng knew that this was the spine of the evil ghost, so he did not continue to exert force, but began to twist the wine bottle frantically, striving to expand the wound.

The dizziness caused by the head bump of the demon at this time was also instantly awakened by the severe pain, and a sharp claw swung back, hitting Zhang Heng's chest fiercely, and the huge force immediately knocked Zhang Heng back a few steps and sat on the ground.

There was a numbness in his chest, Zhang Heng just wanted to stand up again, but then he gasped, his facial features were suddenly twisted together, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The evil ghost roared wildly, a pair of blood-red eyes had protruded from their sockets because of their rage, staring at Zhang Heng deadly, dark green blood continued to flow out from the back of its neck, slowly reducing its vitality.

It didn't dare to attack like it had done before, the emaciated creature had hurt it a lot, and in the ghost's stupid brain, it was a terrible thing to be hurt, and the stronger ones would not hesitate to eat the wounded themselves.

But it was reluctant to give up its prey, and the sweet smell of blood, the wonderful fat, was too tempting for it.

Zhang Heng looked at this monster that had changed from rage to greed, and carefully moved his body backwards, he saw a weapon with his peripheral vision, the bone that was held in the hand of the demon at the beginning, and he didn't know what kind of creature it was, was stuck under a stool with a broken leg at this time.

It must be obtained, Zhang Heng moved it carefully, and while thinking about staring closely at the evil ghost wandering in front of him.

Time passed slowly, the back of the demon's neck was no longer bleeding, and even the huge wound had healed a lot, and the half of the wine bottle was already crumbling, as if it would be squeezed off by the new granulation in the next second.

Zhang Heng could see that the evil ghost was slowly recovering from his injuries, and the expression on that extremely ugly strange face was getting richer and richer, and it was gradually becoming hideous.

Maybe in the next moment, it will pounce desperately, Zhang Heng looked at the bone stick that was about 3 meters away from him, his eyes were cold in an instant, and he seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

Without waiting for the demon to react, he pounced forward.