Chapter 1892 I Don't Like to Eat Red Grilled Fish (the Weather Is Getting Hotter and Hotter Recently)

According to Fang Zheng's point of view, the hotel in Innsmouth is simply worse than the ruined temple of the mountain god in the world of fairy sword.

At least the mountain temple looks like that, but the hotel in front of me looks like a pig farm. Not only is there only one guest room available, but the bathroom is nailed to death by wooden boards. I asked the boss for repairs due to leaks. And there is nothing else in the room except the bed and sofa, even the electric light is broken, only kerosene lamps can be lit...

This time not only Fang Zheng's face was dark, but Francis also looked melancholy. It was already dark, and the owner of the shop actually charged extra for kerosene lamps. But it's a pity that there was no such saying in that era, and even if there was... It has nothing to do with this ghost place.

How to do it?

No way, go to sleep.

So Francis lay down on the bed, Fang Zheng slept on the sofa not far away, and the little angel still used her invisibility ability to lie on Fang Zheng's body——Francis couldn't find it anyway. And holding the small and soft little angel, Fangzheng was naturally very comfortable and comfortable.

At first Francis still chatted with Fangzheng, but after driving for a day and walking around the small town of Innsmouth for a while, he was already a little tired at this time, so he fell asleep while talking. Only Fangzheng was still chatting with Nimfu in a low voice, saying some irrelevant things.

However, after an unknown amount of time, the expression of the little angel lying on Fang Zheng's body changed slightly, and then he raised his head.

"Owner."

"Um?"

"I detected dozens of life signals moving in our direction."

"Oh, I feel it too, let's see what they want to do."

Fangzheng was leaning on the sofa, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He knew why these people came to the door in the middle of the night. For Francis, maybe he just thought that the monsters in Innsmouth were looking for a sacrifice, but Fang Zheng, who had read the novel, knew that the young man also had deep divers in his body. Obviously, the following guys are here to bring Francis down together.

Of course, in the original book, Francis didn't know anything but that he was in a bad situation, and finally escaped from the town desperately. Later, when he returned to his home, he found evidence that his ancestors had a relationship with Innsmouth, and was finally sweetened by Cthulhu.

But this time, Fangzheng suddenly felt that he could have fun in another way...

The hotel was in disrepair for a long time, and those people obviously didn't have the skills to sneak, so they woke up Francis when they went upstairs. Fangzheng saw the young man blink his eyes, then sat up suddenly, staring at the door in horror, his ears pricked up like a guard dog.

Then Francis hurriedly got out of bed, came to Fangzheng's side, stretched out his hand and gently pushed him.

"Sir, sir?"

"I heard it, don't worry, let's see what they want to do?"

Fangzheng waved his hand and gave an answer in a low voice. After hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Francis finally relaxed a bit. Only then did he remember that he had already locked the doors just in case before going to bed—although the locks on a few doors were useless, but just to be on the safe side, he also blocked them with chairs, no matter what those people wanted to do, At least it is impossible for them to come in now.

Soon, a series of heavy footsteps stopped at the door, and then there was the sound of the "Caracalla" key opening the door... Fang Zheng also rolled his eyes when he heard this, it seems that the deep divers are really mentally retarded , you put it before the ancient mother worm, Sun Erniang, knew how to make the other party drink a few more drinks, but you just ran up in such a swagger, without any stealth?

Hearing this, Francis was even more nervous, but he was just a poor student, and he didn't even have a gun in his hand. After fumbling for a long time, he could only hold a broken chair next to him to embolden himself. On the contrary, Fangzheng patted his hand, then reached into his arms, and took out a silver-white gun from it——Seeing this gun, Francis was somewhat relieved. Strange, although Fangzheng's gun looks a bit strange in color, but it looks quite handsome.

After all, appearance is equal to half of combat effectiveness.

"Click, click."

At this time, the door that was supposed to be unlocked was also opened by the other party. The other party pushed the door, but it didn't open—after all, there were still tables and chairs behind it.

However, the next moment, these people actually started...

"Boom boom boom!"

They immediately started smashing the door!

Is the IQ of deep divers really so low?

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door outside, Fangzheng always felt that these idiots outside seemed not only to be less than five in combat power, but also less than five in intelligence... To be honest, although the devil also has family members and believers, the believers under the devil's hands are either cruel Hei is either scheming or scheming, so it won't be so rotten, right?

Looking at it this way, is it possible that Cthulhu himself is also mentally retarded?

This may not be the case, after all, there is basically no one in the novel who can fight wits and courage with the old gods, maybe Cthulhu himself has a low IQ.

I remember that Azathoth seems to have a low IQ, what is his name... the god of blindness and ignorance?

It sounds like a strong mental retardation.

"First, sir, let's run!"

At this moment, Francis was also frightened. Although he also felt that something was wrong with this town, he didn't expect that it was really a black shop!

Could it be that he is going to kill himself to make human meat buns?

"Run? Where are you going?"

Fangzheng glanced around, then looked away.

"Let's go straight out!"

As soon as the words fell, Fangzheng turned his right hand, raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at the door in front of him.

"boom!!"

Accompanied by the sound of gunshots and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, both the attackers outside and Francis were taken aback. The attackers outside did not expect that the people inside had guns, while Francis did not expect that this gentleman actually had guns. So fresh, shoot as soon as you say you want to shoot, without giving anyone a chance at all.

"Let's go straight!"

At this moment, Fangzheng also walked to the door, and put his foot heavily on the table and chair that was originally used to block the door. The next moment, he saw that the heavy table and chair were kicked away like paper, roaring. He broke through the door and hit the end of the corridor directly. Francis was dumbfounded watching this scene. There are no Hollywood blockbusters in this era, and the scene in front of him almost scared him silly.

Francis did not expect that this seemingly polite gentleman would have such a violent side!

"let's go."

Fangzheng gestured to Francis, and then walked straight out of the room. At the end of the corridor outside, one could see broken tables and door panels smashed directly into the wall, and one or two human legs could be seen underneath—— —Obviously, even if those idiots who smashed the door did not die under Fang Zheng's gun, they were smashed to death by the "door shell".

"Wow!!"

Just as Fangzheng stepped out of the room, he saw a farmer in shabby clothes rushing up the stairs holding a pitchfork and stabbing himself with the fork. Seeing this scene, Fangzheng couldn't help but think of those hospitable villagers in Yanan Town... Hey, it's all passed down in one line!

That being the case, then I don't have to be polite.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng also raised the gun in his hand and "bang bang" a few shots, immediately sweeping all the hospitable villagers who rushed over to the ground.

"God, what have you done!"

At this moment Francis also came out, seeing this scene, he was also dumbfounded, although Francis also thought that the other party would be bad for him, but seeing so many corpses lying in disorder in the corridor in front of him, he also turned around for a while. But come on.

"You actually killed them!?"

"Don't you think it's better to be killed by them?"

Fangzheng sneered at Francis' emotion, stretched out his foot, and turned a person over at random.

"And these guys aren't human either."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Francis poked his head out curiously, and then his face changed suddenly. Just as Fang Zheng said, although the "man" in front of him was wearing a farmer's clothes, he was not human at all. It looks like a mixture of a human and a frog, with a pair of big eyes protruding from the eye sockets, and the eyelids can't even be seen. Not only that, but his nose also seems to be different, and even layers can be seen on the neck, as if Like gills.

Not only that, Francis also saw Pu? !

"God, what kind of monster is this!"

After seeing the monster in front of him clearly, Francis was also frightened and hurriedly moved closer to Fangzheng. He didn't expect that these guys were not even human!

"All in all, it's definitely not a good thing."

At this moment, Fangzheng also inspected these deep divers seriously, and then frowned slightly. For a long time, Fang Zheng thought that the transformation of deep divers was some kind of curse, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case. You must know that the gun in his hand is Esther, the holy sword of destroying demons——she has the characteristic that can eliminate all curses. If the change of this deep diver is some kind of curse, then it will be fired by Esther. It should be released when the bullet hits.

But since it has not been lifted, then it means that this is not some kind of curse, so it is genetic?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

When Fangzheng and Francis walked out of the hotel, Innsmouth seemed to wake up at this moment. Those indistinct shouts could be heard everywhere, and the brilliance of lights and torches could even be seen in the distance.

"Fang, Mr. Fangzheng, let's run away."

"escape?"

Looking at Francis whose legs were weak from fright, Fang Zheng snorted softly.

"Where are you going? There is not even a car here. The broken car must have been damaged by now. You saw it when you came. There is nowhere to go nearby."

"Then, what shall we do then?"

"Just kill them, I want to see what these guys want to do."

While talking, Fangzheng stepped on the ground with his right foot, and then saw a machete at his feet spinning and flying up, and landed on the table next to Francis with a "bang".

"Come on, take this knife and go with me, don't worry, it's okay."

"Yes, but they are monsters!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Francis wanted to cry even more. During the day, he also heard some stories about the town of Innsmouth from that crazy old alcoholic, including their teachings with evil existences, And those mysterious nightmares... At that time, Francis only thought that this was just a horror story in the countryside and mountains, but he didn't expect it to be a documentary literature? !

"Don't worry about that, I'm pretty good at dealing with these monsters."

Fangzheng turned the gun in his hand and aimed it forward again.

"Really, really?"

Hearing what Fangzheng said, Francis also reacted. The other party's behavior just now is obviously not like the first time he has encountered this kind of monster, otherwise he would not be so calm.

"My good sir, who are you?"

"Oh, this..."

Facing Francis' question, Fangzheng rolled his eyes.

"I am Van Helsing, the demon hunter."

Anyway, it's just a name, and it doesn't cost money, right?

If Innsmouth looked anything like a thing during the day, it became a den of monsters when night fell.

Fangzheng and Francis hadn't walked a few steps before they met a group of Innsmouth villagers carrying various weapons. Although they were all dressed, it could be seen from their big and outrageous hands and feet, These guys are clearly not human.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect what the old man said was true."

Looking at the monsters with torches in their hands, Francis was dumbfounded. He had a bit of confidence with a knife in his hand, but now he saw this scene and didn't know what to say.

"He said the people of Innsmouth had made a deal with the devil by the sea, and that their offspring had turned into monsters, and I thought it was just dazzle..."

"boom!"

However, before Francis finished speaking, the other party raised his rifle and shot at the wooden barrel not far from Francis, making him tremble. On the other hand, Fang Zheng raised Este in his hand indifferently, pulled the trigger and fired a series of merciless shots at the front.

Although the current Esthermin looks like a fusion of a revolver and a short sword, but in Fangzheng's hand he just hit Gatling's rate of fire. Francis only heard a series of crackling sounds, and saw The Innsmouth villagers on the opposite side immediately looked up to the sky like harvested wheat. A few reacted quickly and hurriedly tried to hide behind the nearby carriage, but they were directly torn to pieces by Fang Zheng and the carriage.

"Huh... so cool."

Fangzheng was very happy to throw it like this. He could even feel that Esther was quite excited at the moment through the trembling of the sword hilt in his hand. After all, Fangzheng has always used Restia as his main weapon, and Esther is more in charge of defense and counterattack as his second hand, but this time Fangzheng does not intend to use Restia, after all, such a big sword, It's hard to take it out, but Esther in the form of a spear and sword is more convenient.

This also gave Esther a rare fighting spirit, and he began to show his strength enthusiastically.

"Okay, let's move on."

After getting rid of the group of guys blocking the way, Fangzheng continued to move forward, and Francis hurriedly followed. Although deep down in his heart right now, he wanted to leave Innsmouth directly, but Francis also knew very well that if he didn't follow Fang Zheng right now, he might really have only a dead end!

But even so, Francis is drumming in his heart.

"Where are we going, sir?"

"you still need to ask?"

Faced with Francis' question, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"Of course I'm going to find the real master!"