As I ran past Jack and Tang Yumo, I shouted, "Don't be in a daze here, run with me." ”

My shout caused Jack's still-glazed gaze to withdraw from Black Manroe, but instead of running after me, he shouted; "It's not going to get by."

I stopped all at once. Yes, Black Manro shouldn't have been so quiet, and its tyrannical nature should have been to pounce on us when he saw us, rather than silently look at each other.

I took the grenade into my arms and shouted to the fat man: "Let's go together, there seems to be a red line that belongs to it here, otherwise it won't just kill you with its eyes." ”

The fat man stayed alone and knocked one-on-one with Hei Manluo, in fact, it is not much different from looking for death, there is hope for life, of course the fat man will not have to drill into the black alley of death.

But the fat man still said a word very gentlemanly. "After I broke off, who made me die and snatched the gun."

I'm covered in black lines. Pulled Jack. "Let's go."

If it can be confirmed that there is a red line that belongs to Black Manro, then it doesn't matter who goes first. Jack only has one foot on the ground, and when he walks flat, a lot of weight on his body has to be pressed on Tang Yumo.

Climb the stairs, then it is even more difficult. But I couldn't help him.

I had to stay to assist the fat man. The red line is our guess, and if we guess wrong, or if it has the ability to break the red line, I think, if I stay, it will greatly increase the fat man's chances of survival. as long as

It's not like now, it's blocked in front of the stone wall like a wall, sports battles, and the fat man should be very good at it.

As soon as the four of us moved together, the fat man Black Manro, who was quiet in the dark, suddenly became excited. Its expression was no longer restrained and fierce, but fierce, ten times more vicious than the fat man I knew, Jane

The expression of wanting to eat people made me shudder.

'Bang'

It should be that the fat man was frightened by this expression of the other self. The gunfire rang out like a misfire, and the bullet hit Black Manroe in the forehead with unmistakable accuracy.

A bullet hole that was not deep appeared in the forehead of Black Manroe, and the lead bullet did not completely penetrate, and at such a close distance, even a thin iron plate should have been shot through. But at the moment, the bullet is like shooting at a hard alloy steel

on the board. The warhead was flattened under the double pressure of enormous drag and rate of fire and fell to the ground with a 'click'.

The bullet hole in Black Manro's forehead, which was not deep, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly recovered as if nothing had happened. Black Manroe seems to be stronger.

"Run, the pistol is no threat to it." I looked at the fat man with a solemn gaze and said.

"What a fucking fuck." The fat man spat and cursed, "Shoot yourself, fucking fuck." ”

I don't have this kind of experience, and I can't understand and understand the fat man's mood at the moment. But the fat man's expression at the moment was telling, and he shot at a person who was exactly the same as himself face to face. Psychological stress

It's huge.

But what reassured me was that the enraged Black Manroe did not move forward, did not go any further. In other words, there is indeed a red line that belongs to it.

The fat man and I were still clinging to the stone wall, and the Black Manro was only a few steps away from us, and if it was in the form of a long-tailed monster at the moment, its long tail could kill a few of us in an instant. but

Does it seem to prefer its current form, or does it have a soft spot for fat people?

When I turned around. Seeing that Jack and Tang Yumo had already arrived at the front of the stairs, Jack was waving at me. Signal me to come over. I hurriedly made a gesture for him and Tang Yumo to go first. Me and the fat man are going to catch up

He's too simple, but I can't throw this big burden on him, for now, if I want him to face Black Manro, it's only a matter of waiting to be killed.

The fat man and I carefully moved along the stone wall in the direction of the stairs. Black Manroe seems to really have a soft spot for fat people, even though Jack and Tang Yumo have started to climb the ladder. It's still across from me and the fat man

, as we move towards the side of the staircase.

It didn't move forward, just parallel to us, and though its expression and emotions were more angry and anxious, an invisible wall kept it meters away. Make it impossible to move forward.

"No!" The moment the fat man and I stepped up the stairs, Black Manroe let out a terrifying roar that seemed to be desperate.

"Fuck it's not my species!" The fat man didn't look back at the teasing. "Lao Tzu won't be so cowardly, he won't howl below, and he will rush up by designation."

I was deaf from the roar, and I couldn't help but look back.

"Damn, you're a crow's mouth. It's your seed, and your son has caught up. ”

The fat man looked back, and his face turned green.

Black Manroe seemed to have broken through some kind of confinement, rushed past the red thread that bound it, and walked towards the stairs.

It seemed to be a great pressure or burden on it, its steps were heavy, its face could no longer be described as distorted, its whole face was deformed, and a pair of curved points sprouted like spikes on its forehead

Horns, a lot of chestnut-sized bags bulging out on the face and bald head, like pieces of squirting tendon meat, but it was practiced in the wrong place.

And its complexion is rocky gray and black at the moment, which makes me feel that I am no longer alone. Of course, it wasn't.

The fat man shook his head at me. "Hurry up and run up, I'll hold it up for a while."

I glanced at Jack and Tang Yumo not far above, turned back to the fat man and said, "Want to fight monsters alone?" That doesn't work. Either fight together, or I fight alone, and rob you with me. ”

"Grass, you think it can still explode?! It's pretty much the same as giving you a popping chrysanthemum. The fat man couldn't help but laugh out loud when he said this.

I held out a middle finger at him and took my backpack over. "Hit it back. Here it's not that strong. ”

"Don't take it all, give me the bullets." The fat man said as he pulled the trigger.

I can't run. On the stairs, Tang Yumo could hardly help Jack, she couldn't climb the stairs with Jack on her back, at present, Jack could only rely on himself to climb up, like a reptile, and a three

Reptiles with one leg. The speed can be imagined.

If I run away, the fat man may hold up for a while, but the pressure is a little greater, and he is determined to keep Jack and Tang Yumo on their backs. He didn't like these two people very much, and he didn't stab them in front of him

In my face, I can only assume that I don't see the black feet behind my back.

If these two people are left at the end, the consequences can be imagined.

'Bang Bang Bang'

Dense bullets accurately hit Black Manro in the head. Here, as I expected, the black manro weakened, and the bullet went into the head of the black manroe. As the bullet struck its head, Black Manroe's head snapped into the head

Leaning back down, it seems that there is a possibility of being knocked down at any time.

It was the first time I had seen Black Manroe so fragile and unbearable, and it gave me the confidence to tackle it.

I handed the magazine to the fat man, grabbed an incendiary bomb and shouted, "Get out of the way, I ordered it." ”

With a 'poof' sound, the safety of the incendiary bomb was pulled, and the fuse of the incendiary bomb emitted a yellow light with smoke.

The yellow light shone on Black Manro's ghostly face, making it even more terrifying. But I found that there was something human about Black Manro's eyes, which seemed to convey some kind of message to me.

Or begging.

Holding the incendiary bomb, I was stunned. (To be continued......)