Chapter 1013 Weak and Helpless

The shadow behind him chased slowly, and No. 2 stayed beside Zhou Ze, ready for possible attacks at any time.

"They are deliberately driving us away." No. 13 raised his head and looked at the shadows that surrounded him weakly, "Just like a pack of wolves driving prey."

No. 2 knew it, but there was no choice in the current situation. He was not alone, and there was No. 13. He regretted agreeing to bring the latter with him.

The huge bar was still reveling. The spotlights of various colors in the dance floor were reflected on people's faces and bodies. In sharp contrast to the graceful figures, there were incomplete shadows left on the ground.

Someone in front of him noticed them, but Zhou Ze's attention was always on the ground and the wall. In this bar, people were not scary, but shadows were the source of terror.

His sight swept along the ground, and the strange shadows repeatedly refreshed his perception of fear until two shadows appeared in his eyes and attracted his attention.

It's not that these two shadows are so strange, but they are too normal, neither twisted nor missing arms or legs, and their heads and bodies are complete, without any holes.

Before Zhou Ze could think about it, the two shadows suddenly moved, no, it was... these two people suddenly moved! A flash of cold light flashed, and a dagger was swung at him.

Zhou Ze had the fastest reaction in his life today, and immediately turned sideways and barely dodged it, but in his peripheral vision, another dagger blocked his retreat, and the target was no longer him, but stabbed at the boy on his back.

In a hurry, Zhou Ze almost subconsciously raised his arm to block the knife. The next second, warm blood splashed and sprinkled on his face, but Zhou Ze didn't feel any pain.

Because it wasn't him who was injured, but another person.

The man in the cowboy hat stretched out his hand to grab the blade, and bright red blood dripped along his fingers.

Then, under Zhou Ze's puzzled gaze, the man who attacked them began to dance strangely. From his horrified expression, it was obviously not his intention.

Zhou Ze immediately understood that the attackers were people, people like them, not the ghosts around them.

The man's dancing posture became more and more exaggerated, and the amplitude became larger and larger. At a weird frequency, Zhou Ze could even hear the creaking sound of joint friction.

"Crack!" The man's forearm joints reversed.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

...

Then came the knees and all the joints of the body. The man's mouth and nose sprayed a lot of blood foam, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, and finally fell to the ground in extreme pain, twitching all over, and swallowed his last breath.

All this happened in an instant. Seeing that the other attacker failed to hit him, he turned around and ran, shouting for help through the Bluetooth headset while running, but before he ran far, a strange melody sounded in his ears, and then the perspective rotated uncontrollably. He was running forward, but he saw the scene behind him.

The next second, Zhou Ze saw the last attacker suddenly turn his head 180 degrees while running, facing backwards, and then fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"How are you?" No. 13, who was lying on Zhou Ze's back, asked.

No. 2's current state was very strange, which made No. 13 instinctively uneasy. The two people who attacked them were obviously the night watchmen. They hid among these ghosts and waited for an opportunity to move.

"Go find Zero and No. 10." No. 2's voice was hoarse.

"Benefactor, don't we go together?" Zhou Ze suddenly panicked. In this place, he was carrying a disabled person on his back, which was not as safe as staying with Cowboy Hat.

But this time, No. 2 did not give them a choice. He grabbed Zhou Ze's collar and threw them away.

In mid-air, Zhou Ze was completely confused and had no idea what was happening, but No. 13 saw clearly that on the wall beside No. 2, two slender arms hung from the ceiling, grabbing No. 2's shadow shoulders and dragging him up.

...

No. 2 encountered a problem. Jiang Cheng and Fatty were not in a good situation either. They were blocked in the corner by a group of people, and the group of people stared at Jiang Cheng's shadow.

As if sensing the malicious gazes of these people, Jiang Cheng's shadow trembled and looked very weak.

Seeing this scene, the shadows on the wall and the ground became more excited, twisting their bodies one by one, eager to try.

Since knowing that these shadows posed no threat to him, the fat man was much calmer. He glanced at Wuhou who was having fun, and couldn't help but sigh. Then he came to Jiang Cheng and whispered, "Doctor, they say that those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. Look, I can't learn anything good from you."

Jiang Cheng couldn't do anything about Wu, but he had to refute, "Then what do you say?" Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man and said indignantly, "You have been with me for so long, what have you learned from me?"

"Sneak attack, cheating, shameless, lustful, greedy..." The fat man said more than a dozen in a row, until Jiang Cheng's face changed, the fat man stopped, "But don't be discouraged, doctor, you have many advantages."

Just as the two were talking, a shadow finally couldn't hold back and wanted to attack Wu.

It was a shadow with a particularly high degree of deformity. The shadow's neck was very long, and it was like a snake hovering in the air, which also gave it an advantage among the shadows.

The plesiosaur-like shadow seemed to be in a very good mood, with its mouth opened so wide that it could even swallow a whole human head. Jiang Cheng could imagine the shadow's mental activities at the moment.

Just as the shadow rushed towards Wu, intending to eat its head in one bite, an accident happened.

Wu grabbed the shadow's long neck, and then Wu opened his mouth, which was big enough to swallow a table vertically. With one bite, the head of the plesiosaur and most of its neck disappeared.

The fat man clearly saw that the latter kicked his legs and stopped moving.

"Crack."

"Crack."

...

Accompanied by a chewing sound, all the shadows nearby quieted down.

After Wu rolled his throat and swallowed the food in his mouth, he turned his sight back to the shadows nearby. This time, the shadows that had crowded forward all took a step back.

One shadow with most of its head missing seemed to have its brain affected, and its movements were half a beat slower. Wu just caught it and threw it into his mouth like a chicken.

Only then did the other shadows really react, and they immediately started running with their hands and feet. Wu shook his bloody mouth and chased after them. He would bite them one by one when he caught up, and they were crisp.

For the first time, the fat man felt that these shadows were actually quite pitiful. Two of the shadows ran so hard that one of them was accidentally trapped in the corner by Wu. They huddled in the corner, hugging each other tightly, looking weak and helpless facing Wu who tilted his head to look at them.