Outside the warehouse in northern Hebei, a black javelin was obliquely inserted on the metal roller shutter, a weapon full of science and technology, straight into the iron sheet of the roller shutter, and nailed obliquely to the ground behind the door.

Wei Luo walked out of the warehouse, pulled out the javelin, put it in his hand, and scolded in a low voice: "Phew, the ghost duck." ”

"Brother Worm, what's wrong!"

Fang Xiang in the back followed Wei Luo to the outside of the warehouse, he looked at the javelin in Wei Luo's hand, and then frowned: "Is this the movement that came out of this thing just now?" ”

Throwing away the javelin casually, Wei Luo faced the direction of the west, as if he had passed through countless barriers, and his perception locked onto the distorted place on the edge of the second ring.

This javelin flying from a kilometer away is definitely a good thing that Field's work has done.

As the so-called duck knows martial arts, no one can stop it, if this duck who can only martial arts is paired with scientific and technological equipment, then his combat effectiveness will only increase exponentially, and then look at this provocative move made by Field, when night falls, when he liberates all his combat power, he will definitely come to talk to Wei Luo about life.

Feeling Wei Luo's suffocating silence, Fang Xiang stood behind him with his head down and didn't speak, silently looking at the javelin.

"Little Fangzi."

Fang Xiang opened his mouth: "Huh? ”

"The plan has changed, and you have to stay alone in the warehouse in the middle of the night and watch the humans." Wei Luo stepped forward: "Now, I have to solve a bigger problem. ”

Wei Luo's pace became faster and faster, and the moment his limbs landed, his figure suddenly burst out, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the corner of the street dozens of meters away, so fast that Fang Xiang didn't even have time to call him.

Now I think it's a circle.

According to Wei Luo, after midnight, there will be a new batch of fantasy creatures coming to the real world, similar to the small characters of living corpses, which are nothing to the other party, but if a ghost fantasy character pops up, to be honest, how many lives Fang Xiang has is not enough to die, no matter how awesome he is, he can't resist the ghost to open the door to kill the FLAG, originally according to the original plan, if there are fantasy creatures attacking this warehouse, then the physical creatures will be handed over to Fang Xiang to deal with, and idealistic things such as fierce spirits and evil ghosts will be personally sent out by Wei Luo.

But Wei Luo is gone......

Let's go......

"How can I be able to hold the scene alone!"

Fang Xiang couldn't figure out why Wei Luo was leaving, but it was useless to stand in a daze like this, realizing that he might have to face the strangeness of the nightmare alone tonight, Fang Xiang hurried back to the warehouse, and ordered the seven men and women to stop what they were doing and immediately gather together for a meeting.

This brief meeting was presided over by Fang Xiang, because time was running out, so Fang Xiang spoke quickly, emphasizing the precautions for the second half of the night to several people.

"Anyway, you all saw those things yesterday, so I won't say much about the excess."

Seven men and women plus Fang Xiang, a total of eight people sat in a circle, and at this time, everyone didn't care if the ground was clean or not, and listened carefully to Fang Xiang's eloquent words: "The leader said that the products of human spiritual culture accumulated over the years, the fantasy characters in movies, novels, and miscellaneous conversations, will appear in the real world at midnight, some of which we have dealt with, and some of which we can't afford to provoke at all, now I will determine a plan, listen." ”

"Our situation will be very dangerous for a few hours after midnight, and we will only be safe for the time being after dawn, so let's hide in the warehouse first and see if we can survive these hours," Fang Xiang was a little absent-minded when he held a meeting with the others, he couldn't help but wonder, can he really get through this night safely?

Fang thought that he didn't understand why Wei Luo left suddenly!

What should I do now, relying on these crooked melons and cracked dates to accompany him through the long night? Among these eight people, there are three minors, not to mention the fashionable aunt and the female white-collar worker, just look at the three adult men, they still have a confused expression, it is estimated that they didn't listen to what Fang wanted to say just now.

"Later, let's find a higher hidden place to hide to avoid the attack of black smoke insects, who is that!" Fang wanted to get up and pointed to a man wearing a peaked cap: "It's you, you go and pack up water and food, take care of your backpack, the most important thing in the last days is these two things, you know!" And you! Fang Xiang pointed to Zhao Xi again, that is, the young man who was sick and super obsessed with abilities and ghosts: "You, and your sister, go and carry the weapons we prepared to the second floor." ”

"The others follow me upstairs!"

Eight people hurriedly acted, each packed up their things and followed Fang Xiang upstairs, it is difficult to say whether Fang Xiang is a qualified organizer, during the period when he organized this group of people to work and act, his tone still has the childishness of a minor, and his methods of doing things tend to be strange and stiff, not because Fang Xiang has a claw like a wolverine, it is estimated that the adults in the team have already kicked this little kid outside the warehouse.

At 11:55 p.m., there were only the last five minutes left, eight people hid in a staff rest dormitory on the second floor, which was a hidden place selected by Fang Xiang in advance, not only to observe the outside world through the window, but also to take turns to rest on the bed after being tired, the most important thing is that this dormitory is hidden enough, and the escape intersection of the manager's office is not far away, everyone is really grateful to the black-hearted boss who built this warehouse at that time, not only built this dormitory very hidden, but also because of the weak lighting, the curtain was drawn, No one outside could see what was inside the dormitory.

In the last few minutes of calm, eight people sat on the beds on both sides, staring at each other with big eyes and holding their breath, although they were very tired, but no one dared to lie down on the bed to sleep at this time.

"Words ......"

Zhao Xi's eyes rolled and looked towards Fang Xiang: "What about the leader?" I haven't seen him since just now. ”

When it came to the leader, the other six people all focused their eyes on Fang Xiang.

"Hey ......"

Maybe Fang Xiang didn't even notice that his words and deeds were becoming more and more like Wei Luo, just like his low sneer now, as well as the evil jokes he said: "Because the leader is also a fantasy creature, what's so strange about him going out to kill people at night." ”

"You say that zombie is also a fantasy creature?"

Fang Xiang slapped the bed suddenly, raised his finger and said angrily at Zhao Xi: "Pay attention to your adjectives!" He didn't mean to take the initiative to defend Wei Luo's status, he just didn't want these ignorant guys to die at Wei Luo's hands for no reason.

Zhao Xi was so shocked by the yelling, she flattened her mouth unconvinced, and muttered in a low voice: "It's obviously a zombie, don't let people say it......"

"Boom."

The man in the cap rolled his throat and grinned, "Brother Fang, don't be kidding, leader...... Uh, I mean, the chief, what he's going to do to kill people. ”

After all, Fang Xiang couldn't show the charm of his evil essence even if he imitated Wei Luo, and after making a little joke, Fang Xiang couldn't maintain a relaxed attitude anymore: "Actually, I don't know what to say, when the leader went out, he said that he was going to solve a big trouble for us, but he didn't tell me what the trouble was." ”

At this moment, a desolate bell rang out above the night sky.

"Bell-"

Thirteen bells rang in succession, and no one knew where the bell came from, as if it had appeared there out of thin air, and almost at the end of the thirteenth bell, the horizon of the sky quickly spread a deep crimson color, and in the blink of an eye, the entire night sky was enveloped.

Under the crimson night sky.

The nightmare has struck again.