Chapter 3192 The Detective Is About to Die (Seventeen)

Chapter 3166 The Detective is about to die (Seventeen)

"Why are there so many dogs?" Schiller shook the blood off his hands and looked at the three or four strong hounds rushing out of the door, and said with some doubt.

"These dogs are fat and strong, which proves that the lighthouse must be guarded by someone. I just don't know if they are still alive now." Schiller said after sighing.

"What should I do? Kill or run?"

"Kill them all. In case we can't find any food, we can use them as reserve food." Schiller waved at Greedy, and Greedy blinked.

"Give me the knife." Schiller said.

"You want to fight in close combat?" Greedy hesitated and said, "External injuries may be treatable, but rabies cannot be treated."

"There are only two bullets left in this gun." Schiller said, and then he didn't say much, and let Greedy throw the knife to him, but he didn't put down the hunting rifle. If he faced a person, he might be afraid that someone would take the gun away, but he didn't have this concern when facing a dog.

Schiller was holding a knife in his hand, turned the gun around, and grabbed the gun handle again. The moment the leading dog pounced on him, he dodged sideways, grabbed the gun handle and stabbed it hard to the side. The slender shotgun head directly pierced the dog's neck, and blood sprayed all over the floor.

But this seemed to stimulate the dogs even more. They no longer pounced one by one, but three dogs came together.

The light was a little dim, and Schiller couldn't see the specific breed of the dog, but it was definitely a large fighting dog, with sharp teeth, fat and strong body, and very obvious muscles in the front and back limbs.

This kind of dog specially used for fighting beasts is very fierce. It will not let go of anything it bites. Even if it is hit slightly, it will lose a piece of meat.

The three dogs pounced on him at the same time, and Schiller rolled to the side suddenly, rubbing the edge of the carpet and jumping into the front desk table. The moment the dog jumped on the front desk, he stabbed it with a knife and pulled it out. Seeing some eyeball mucus on the knife, he knew that the leading dog was blind in one eye.

There were two chairs inside the desk at the front desk. Schiller grabbed one of them and swept it across the table, knocking down a dog that had just jumped up.

The second dog that wanted to get in from the side of the front desk was slashed on the front leg by Schiller, but its ferocity did not diminish at all. Its fangs flashed a terrifying cold light under the moonlight, and its saliva kept dripping onto the ground.

Schiller pretended to step back, but he raised the chair again and knocked down the two dogs that attacked from the front. The dog on the side thought it had a chance, so it stepped back a little and rushed forward. At the moment of jumping, Schiller held the kitchen knife horizontally with both hands and slashed it hard on its lower abdomen.

Crash!

Blood and internal organs were sprayed all over the floor again. The jumping dog could even drag its intestines and open its mouth to bite people. Schiller killed it with a knife.

However, another hound had already jumped in during this gap. Schiller grabbed the chair next to him and forced the dog back into a small space. He extended the barrel of the shotgun through the gap in the chair.

The hound was fooled, biting the barrel of the shotgun and not letting go, biting and shaking its head. Schiller threw the chair aside, grabbed the gun and threw the hound far away.

Another hound just jumped onto the table of the front desk, and Schiller did not hit it down, but jumped out of the front desk himself, and took advantage of the dog's turning around to hit its waist with the barrel of the gun, and took advantage of the moment when it lost balance and fell inside, and stabbed it in the stomach with a knife.

The hound that was thrown away quickly stood up and rushed over here again. Schiller dodged to the side again, but not too far away. When the dog turned to the side, he adjusted the shotgun, grabbed the barrel of the gun, swung it and smashed it, and the brains splattered immediately.

A total of five ferocious hounds, all lying on the floor of the hall.

Schiller exhaled, propped the shotgun in front of his body, and recovered some strength. Greedy, who had come to the stairs, lay on the railing and gave him a thumbs up.

Schiller smiled at him, shook his bloody hands, and said, "Want to go up and take a look?"

Greedy nodded and walked up, and Schiller also walked up. The stairwell was a little dark, Schiller was covered in blood, and the strong smell of blood lingered.

Before he reached the second floor, Schiller heard breathing.

He opened his spiritual vision again, but didn't see anything in front of him. Greedy seemed to be completely fearless. He strode up to the second floor, found the room where the breathing sound was, and opened the door directly.

A man with a gray beard was slumped in the corner. There was an obvious tear on his leg. With the light from the window next to him, it could be seen that a piece of meat was bitten off by sharp teeth.

The man saw them as if he saw a ghost, and yelled at them: "Don't come over! You monsters!!!"

"We are not monsters..."

As soon as Greedy opened his mouth, the man cursed. Greedy held his breath and stepped aside, revealing Schiller with a knife in his hand and blood all over his body. Then he stared at the man and said.

"We are monsters, what do you want?"

The man was choked, "What do you mean I want? Isn't it what you want?"

"We don't want to do anything to you." Schiller said, "You raised the dogs downstairs, right? Those little guys caused us a lot of trouble. We happen to have an elite lawyer in our team. Are you sure you can accept the number on the compensation slip?"

The man ignored the second half of his nonsense and said, "You killed those dogs? How did you do it?"

"As you can see." Schiller replied.

"Are you...are you a priest?" The man was surprised and suspicious.

"I'm a clergy, but it's not a priest. Have you ever heard of the soul?" Siller walked into the room.

After smelling the strong blood, the man opened his mouth, but he said in a long while saying, "Are you sure you are the soul?"

"I promise your dog is very peaceful now," Schiller nodded.

The man's throat tie clearly moved a bit.

"Well, it's going to die anyway, you might as well give me a happy way." The man raised his head back, but his body was still trembling, obviously not as tough guys he showed.

"Are your legs bitten by a dog you raised?" Greed stepped forward to check the wounds on his leg and said, "There are doctors in our team, if you have drugs or bandages or something, maybe we can save You live ""

Men said in a dry voice: "No need, even if I stopped blood now, I won't be able to live for a long time."

"Why?"

"Since you came outside, we should know that weird events broke out here.

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"Are the people in the village die?"

"I don't know, but the lighthouse hasn't been on for a few days, and no one has come to find it. Maybe they are dead."

"So you are suddenly attacked by your dog, and then they are blocked in the lighthouse?"

The man didn't seem to be able to guess, showing a surprise look, but he nodded and said, "Yes, the room of the dog has no lock door, I dare not go on, although it will die sooner or later, but will be raised by myself sooner or later, but I have been raised by myself, but I was raised by myself. The dog is still a bit too ... "

"Okay, I understand it completely." Schiller said: "The dog is really fierce. If you go down, you will be eaten, but we also have a friend who is injured and needs medicines and first -aid materials. If you can give it, you can give it to give it to If we provide, we don't mind taking you away. "

"You guys ... are you the church?" The man hesitated a little. He said, "How many people have you come? Are there any judges? Is there helicopters or something?"

"You don't need to care about this, no matter how many people we have and how much materials we have, anyway, the worst result is that you are killed by monsters, walking with us, maybe it may be a bit alive."

The man showed a surprised expression and shook his head and said, "Aren't you a church? Do you know that if you have not confirmed that the weird events will not spread, you leave the scope of the weird event. Even if you can live, you can live. Will it be executed by the referee? "

Schiller and Greedy looked at each other, they really didn't know, but Siller could understand the cause of this rule when thinking. When running out, it is a few to drag a few, and infection with a city.

"I'm told by me." The man said with some ridicule: "Your army must have surrounded the village. Whoever dares to run out will kill anyone, you have always solved the problem like this, and it’ s just bringing me out. In order to show your kindness, I still can't live. "

Greedy decided not to talk nonsense with him. He said directly: "There is a huge cave under the village, and there is a dark river that is all fish. We come from there. Do you think the army can find there?"

Speaking of the underground caves, the man's eyes lighted up, and he stared at greedy and said, "Have you ever seen Harold? He must be dead, right? I went to him at that time, let him take us to take us with us, let him take us with us. He refused to leave here, now he is dead! "

Schiller's eyes were stunned, and he immediately thought that the owner of the diary once mentioned that when the weird broke out, someone in the village had went to him. Is it the man in front of him?

"What is your name?" Schiller asked.

"You can call me Jeff." Jeff's face quickly lost again. He said: "Then it seems that his ability to be in his ability should also die. Everyone knows, isn't it all died when you encounter a real monster? "

"Yes, they are all dead." Schiller nodded and said, "And they died in the remote cabin."

Jeff just wanted to say something, and suddenly thought of something, showing a frightened expression, "Do you go to that cabin to see their bodies?!"

"Yes, we burned it there."

"Stupid! Are you a fool! Do you don't know if the fire is not burned to the monster?! After you burn the corpse, you will only let the monster attach it to you! Get away! Far away from me !!"

Greed and smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Jeff paused, and the panic in his eyes flickered. He said, "You don't understand, you don't understand ... It is the most painful thing to be killed by a monster."

He closed his eyes tightly, his breathing suddenly seemed to think of something, but he asked him greedily, but he said nothing.

Greed that he can throw a dice here, but his appearance and luck are not high enough. He feels that the pale knight as a lawyer should order skills such as persuasion. It is estimated that he will have to let him go.

"Well, you can lie here, but you have to tell us where to have medical supplies." Greed said.

"In ... maybe there are on the third floor." Jeff's eyes dodged.