Chapter 726 The Celebration Begins

Taking the corridor on the top floor as the boundary, Fabricot on one side of the corridor was experiencing the most bizarre and terrifying thing in his life, while Zhang Heng on the other side was undisturbed.

The footsteps outside the door are getting louder and louder, accompanied by some hoarse conversations. Zhang Heng now knows a lot of foreign languages, but he still can't understand what those guys are saying. In fact, their language is just a few weird pronunciations. The syllables are repeated continuously.

However, the noise became louder and louder. Some people hit the door with heavy objects, and some people tried to block Fabricot from the side door. Zhang Heng could already guess the expression on the face of the poor foreign traveler at this time.

Especially when Fabricot heard the front door of Room 428 where he lived being knocked, and the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole of the target room he was going to, he knew that he was surrounded.

At this moment, his heart was full of despair, but his consciousness of survival made him continue to slam into the side door. Fortunately, the side door was unlocked. He knocked the door open without much effort, and then rushed to the main door and was opened by the key. The door was bolted at the last moment.

After doing all this, Fabricot heard a terrifying sound of running and rushed into Room 428 where he was before. If he had stayed there, he would have probably been caught, but even if there was no time left for him now Not much more, Fabricot stuck his head out of the window and saw the ridge of the roof under the moonlight. The slope there looked a bit steep.

But Fabricot knew he had no other choice.

He could only muster the courage to jump, but when he leaned half of his body out of the window, he saw a scene that made his scalp numb.

I saw dark shadows suddenly emerging from the abandoned masonry buildings below. Fabricot finally knew why he could see so few people in the town.

If the two guys in the restaurant are just ugly, then these things below are already complete monsters. They have gray-green skin and white bellies, but there is not a single hair on their skin. They have fish-like scales, and what's even more terrifying is their heads, with huge eyes that never close, protruding eye sockets, and gills on both sides of the neck that bulge and close.

They fluttered and jumped in the moonlight, waving their webbed hands and feet as if they were dancing an absurd dance.

Fabricot almost fell out of the window without being frightened by the sight in front of him. Fortunately, just when his head sank and he let go of his hands, someone grabbed him from behind and dragged him back to the room.

But instead of being happy, Fabricot's fear rose to its peak.

He turned around and saw that the person who dragged him back was none other than the surly male waiter at the front desk, who was looking at him with a cold and ruthless look.

But at the next moment, Fabricot heard the sound of the door opening in the distance.

Immediately after Winchester's gunshot sounded, in this dull and mysterious atmosphere, the gunshot sounded inexplicably intimate.

Especially mixed with roars and roars, but everything soon returned to calm.

Fabricot's heart sank. Just when he thought that the guy who lived across the door was also controlled by the residents of the town, the door to the room where he was was opened.

Zhang Heng hit the butt of his gun on the head of the male waiter who was trying to rush forward, causing the latter to completely quiet down, and then took half a step forward.

Upon seeing this, Fabricot subconsciously retreated until his back hit the wall.

"There seem to be a lot of them. Even if you stay here any longer, I won't be able to save you." Zhang Heng said.

Fabricot then woke up from a dream, quickly stood up from the ground, and asked in surprise, "You...where did your gun come from?"

"I borrowed it from the grocery store," Zhang Heng said, then paused and asked, "How are you doing over there? Can the window be moved?"

"No, there are monsters down there." Fabricot regretted not ransacking the grocery store with Zhang Heng. As he said this, he moved a little further away from the window, "Where is the street?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Heng asked.

Although the town residents did not knock on his door, Zhang Heng still did not lie down on the bed and allowed Fabricot to be taken away. In addition to the fact that they were the only foreigners in the town, they also Because Fabricot is the only one who can tell him what's going on in the town right now.

And Zhang Heng is not so naive as to think that people in the town will never come to him if they don't look for him now.

After all, the old man he met before tried every means to let him stay at the Gilman Hotel, even paying him a dollar for it. It was impossible for him to just watch the show up close.

"Then what should we do?" Fabricot was dumbfounded.

It's definitely not possible to stay here. Although Zhang Heng has a gun in his hand, there are only two of them after all, and the enemy they have to deal with is an entire town. Except for those ugly-looking residents, they usually hide in the house during the day. All the monsters are now running out.

"Go south." Zhang Heng said. He took a quick look when he went out. Although there were people on the streets there, they were relatively small, and there were many buildings that could slightly block their whereabouts.

As he spoke, he had returned to the corridor, with Fabricot following closely behind him.

The two of them arrived at the end of the corridor. At this time, footsteps sounded from the stairs again, which also indicated that a new wave of people was coming up.

Zhang Heng handed the homemade wall-climbing hook to Fabricot, "Do you know how to use it?"

"Almost." The latter took the wall-climbing hook and said nervously.

"Go to the roof of the building opposite, and I will meet you later." Zhang Heng said as he picked up the rifle in his hand and aimed it at the stairs. He didn't talk nonsense. When the first figure appeared, he acted decisively. The trigger was pulled, and the bullet accurately hit the target's head.

A stream of blood spattered on the wall.

After that, Zhang Heng skillfully removed the shell, loaded the gun, and hit the second person in the chest. Instead of retreating, he fired and walked forward until he was only three steps away from the stairs. He looked down and found the gun. The death of Sheng Sheng and his companions did not stop those guys. More black shadows were rushing upstairs, because the stairs were no longer crowded, and some of them even jumped directly along the outside of the handrail.

A half-human, half-fish frog thing jumped over the corpse and rushed towards Zhang Heng. However, Zhang Heng's eyes did not show any panic. It was not until the other party almost threw him down that he threw out the newly lit Molotov cocktail.