"What? What the hell are you talking about? The round face looked at Zhang Xiaofo like a demon: "Why are you like this?" Why is it so cold-blooded! Someone outside is calling for help! ”

Zhang Xiaofo's gaze was not on the round face, but on the ground behind him. The salt sticks were blown away little by little, and then the knocking on the door stopped.

Round Face also realized that something was wrong at this time, and moved away from the door slightly.

Hou Jun raised his gun at the door.

Squeak.

The door opened.

A burly warrior appeared in the doorway, covered in blood.

"The direction is clear!" The round face screamed in surprise and was about to step forward to help.

However, Hou Jun's bullet touched Xiang Ming's body faster than him, and blood exploded on him.

The round face rushed forward and pushed Hou Jun away, blocking in front of Xiang Ming: "You are crazy, he is our comrade-in-arms!" ”

"Look back, don't you?" Hou Jun got up from the ground and continued to raise his gun and point it at Xiang Ming.

"What do you think I'm behind me?" The round face was not simply willful, after calming down, he also felt that Hou Jun did this for a reason, turned his head slightly, and saw a chin dripping with blood, the blood was not bright red, but had a fishy smell. Looking back sharply, where was the face of Xiang Ming, the eyeballs that had protruded from their sockets and hung down to the bridge of their nose were turning with difficulty to stare at the round face.

"Ahh The round face screamed, and crawled hand and foot to climb to Zhang Xiaofo's side.

Bang bang bang!

Hou Jun's gunfire rang out decisively.

Xiang Ming's body was scattered, and there was nothing outside the door.

"How long is it going to be daylight?" Zhang Xiaofo is actually not sure that they will be fine when the day dawns, this is a gamble, if he doesn't encourage the people next to him so much, maybe they would have lost the courage to survive with round faces. Now dawn is their only hope.

"There's still about an hour!" Hou Jun replied calmly.

"The door is broken, we can only get out! If you stay any longer, you'll be caught in the urn! After Zhang Xiaofo finished speaking, he lifted the iron rod and risked his waist to get out of the door. Hou Jun glanced at the round face that was still on the ground. said, "Keep up!" "Also went out.

Round Face gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and followed.

This time, Zhang Xiaofo did not drill into the house, but ran to a more spacious place and leaned against Hou Jun's round face, guarded.

"Next up is the physical work!" Before Zhang Xiaofo finished speaking, he was discovered by those ghosts, so he didn't care about talking and waved the iron rod.

Hou Jun and Round Face also greeted the ghosts on their side.

The iron rod shattered the ghost in front of him, but the ghost in the distance took over......

Zhang Xiaofo and Hou Jun's round faces did not dare to stop, looking forward to the moment when the sun rose.

Eyes begin to blur. His arm began to go numb, and there were many wounds on his body. Hou Jun's abdomen was cut open, and his intestines rushed out.

"I'll help you carry it for a while, and you stuff the intestines back!" After Zhang Xiaofo finished speaking, he grew in front of Hou Jun and protected him behind him.

Hou Jun was also ruthless, gritted his teeth, forced his intestines back into his stomach, then tied them with his clothes and stood up again. Said to Zhang Xiaofo: "Thank you! He saw that in fact, Zhang Xiaofo was not easy.

Zhang Xiaofo was silent and returned to his position.

The round face was exhausted and wanted to give up, but when he saw Hou Jun's appearance. Stuck on again.

……

When the first rays of sunlight pierce the sky, it brings hope and despair.

The ghosts did not disappear, but became more visible in the sunlight.

"We're done!" The round face shouted in despair: "They are not afraid of the sun!" ”

"Don't give up until the last minute!" The iron rod in Zhang Xiaofo's hand was still waving.

"But. Aren't we going to die yet? "The round-faced spirit had completely collapsed, and he stood there and didn't resist. The surrounding ghosts all pounced at once, and their round faces were surrounded by ghosts. Submerged.

"Hold on!" Zhang Xiaofo asked Hou Jun, the only one left beside him, "What's your name?" ”

"Didn't you say it doesn't mean anything to know names?" Hou Jun is also the end of the crossbow, but he still jokes.

Hearing Hou Jun say this, Zhang Xiaofo breathed a sigh of relief, and would joke to prove that his mind was not dead. He has always believed in the desperate life: "The last time, there is no regret when you die, borrow some blood!" Zhang Xiaofo had already bitten his wrist and drew a talisman on the ground, but in the end, he couldn't squeeze it out anyway.

Hou Jun did not doubt him, and immediately bit his wrist, and blood flowed.

Zhang Xiaofo did not hesitate, grabbed Hou Jun's hand and finished drawing the last few strokes on the ground.

"......"

An ancient voice with great power emanated from Zhang Xiaofo's body.

Hou Jun jumped and couldn't help but cover his ears. He couldn't imagine how Zhang Xiaofo could make such a sound, which should not exist in a human body in the first place.

From the ground beyond the blood talisman, many pale and twisted hands stretched out, pulling the ghosts on the ground one by one to the ground.

Zhang Xiaofo and Hou Jun were given a chance to catch their breath for the time being.

"If this method exists, why not use it sooner?" Hou Jun asked, but soon he knew that there was black blood flowing out of Zhang Xiaofo's eyes and nostrils, and it was no different from those ghosts: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Not dead yet! But death is not far off! Zhang Xiaofo wanted to smile bitterly, but he couldn't move the corners of his mouth.

"Hou Jun!" Hou Jun sat down next to Zhang Xiaofo and took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms.

"Didn't you tell me?" The blood flowing from his eyes blurred Zhang Xiaofo's vision, and he wanted to wipe it, but found that he couldn't lift his hand until a cigarette was forcibly stuffed into his mouth.

"I'm going to die!" After Hou Jun lit another cigarette for Zhang Xiaofo, he also smoked one.

"As it stands, we are indeed going to die! It's dead," Zhang Xiaofo agreed with Hou Jun's statement.

"I'm really unwilling!" Hou Jun smoked a few puffs: "It hurts!" ”

"It's good to hurt! At least alive! Zhang Xiaofo and Hou Jun chatted without a word.

The cracks in the ground were getting smaller and smaller, and countless ghosts were regrouping around Zhang Xiaofo and them, ready to pounce on them again at any time.

"It's annoying, I want to kill them all!" Hou Jun's tyrannical temper came up.

The rift in the ground was finally completely closed. Looking at the ghosts pouring in, Zhang Xiaofo didn't have the slightest idea.

The ghost approached, and the stinky hand touched the top of Zhang Xiaofo's head, and he had no doubt that the sharp touch would go all the way deep into his skull......

Zhang Xiaofo and Hou Jun are both tenacious people, their eyes are deadly open, and they don't want to miss the moment of their death. (To be continued......)