48 Hours a Day

Bounded by the corridor on the top floor, Fabericott on one side of the corridor is experiencing the most bizarre and horrible thing in his life, while Zhang Heng on the other is uninterrupted.

The footsteps outside the door became noisier and louder, accompanied by some dull conversations, Zhang Heng now mastered a lot of foreign languages, but still couldn't understand what those guys were saying. In fact, their language was just a few strange syllables repeated.

However, the movement was getting louder and louder, some people mentioned heavy objects crashing into the door, and others wanted to block Fabericott through the side door. Zhang Heng could already guess the expression on the face of poor expatriates at this time.

Especially when Fabericott heard the front door of his room 428 being hit, and he was going to the target room with the sound of the key slipping into the lock hole, and he knew he was surrounded.

At this moment, his heart was filled with despair, but the sense of survival kept him crashing into the side door, fortunately this side door was unlocked and he smashed it open without much effort, and then inserted the latch at the last moment before the front door was unlocked by the key.

After all this, Fabericott heard a terrible run and rushed into room 428, where he was, if he stayed there, he'd probably have been caught, but even now he didn't have much time left, and Fabericott poked his head out the window and saw the ridge under the moonlight, where the slope looked a little steep.

But Fabericott knew he had no other choice.

He could only muster the courage to jump, but when he poked half his body out the window he saw another scene of his scalp numbness.

After seeing a sudden black shadow in the abandoned masonry buildings below, Fabericott finally figured out why so few people in town could see him.

If those two guys at the restaurant were just ugly, then these things down there would be complete monsters, with gray green skin and white bellies, with no hair on their skin, instead of scales like fish, and even scarier, their heads, huge, never-closed eyes, orbital projections, fishworms on both sides of their necks.

They jump in the moonlight, waving their hands and feet covered with fins, like a ridiculous dance song.

Fabericott almost fell out of the window without being frightened by the sight in front of him, just as his head sank and his hands were released, someone grabbed him from behind and dragged him back into the room.

Instead of being happy, Fear climbed to the top.

He turned his head and saw that it was not someone else who dragged him back. It was the gorgeous male waiter at the front desk who was measuring him with a cold and heartless gaze.

But just the next moment, Fabricotte heard the door open from afar.

Following Winchester's gunfire, in this dull and mysterious atmosphere, the gunshot sounded like an unknown sense of kindness.

Especially in roaring and howling, but soon everything returned to calm.

Faberlicott's heart sank, and the door to his room was opened when he thought the guy who lived across the door was also controlled by the inhabitants of the town.

Zhang Hengyi hit the head of the male waiter who was trying to rush in, causing the latter to calm down completely and then take a half-step forward.

Fabericott's eyeballs also retracted unconsciously until his back ran against the wall.

“There seems to be a lot of them, and if I stay here any longer, I can't save you.” Zhang Hengdao.

Fabericott, this is the first time he woke up, and he stood up from the ground in a hurry, and he was amazed, “Where did you... where did you get your gun? ”

“Borrowed from the grocery store.” Zhang Hengdao, after a pause, asked again, “How about your side, can the window go? ”

“No, there are monsters down there.” Fabericott regretted not robbing the grocery store with Zhang Heng, while talking a little further away from the window, "where's the street? ”

“What do you think?” Zhang Heng questioned.

Even though the residents of the small town did not come knocking on his door, Zhang Heng did not continue to lie in bed and was left to be taken away by Fabericott, not only because he was one of the only expatriates in town, but also because Fabericott was currently the only one who could tell him what was going on in the town.

And Zhang Heng would not be naive enough to think that people in town would never come to him without looking for him now.

After all, the old man he had met had made every effort to get him into the Gilman Hostel, even though it cost him a dollar, and it was impossible for him to just watch the play up close.

“So what do we do?” Fabericott's a fool.

It is definitely not possible to stay here. Although Zhang Heng has a gun in his hand, after all, there are only two of them, and the enemy to deal with has a whole town. Except for the ugly residents, all the monsters that usually hide in the house during the day are now out.

“Go south.” Zhang Hengdao, when he went out, probably looked at it. Although there were people on the street, the number was relatively small, and there were many buildings that could slightly block their movements.

As he spoke, he had returned to the corridor, and Fabericott was closely behind him.

The two of them came to the end of the corridor, when footsteps rang again from the stairs, which heralded a new wave of people coming up.

Zhang Heng handed the homemade climbing hook to Fabericott, "Do you know how to use it? ”

“Sort of.” The latter took over the climbing hook, with some tension.

“Go to the roof of that building across the street, and I'll meet you there.” Zhang Heng spoke while holding the rifle in his hand and aiming at the stairwell. He had no bullshit. When the first person appeared, he resolutely pulled the trigger and the bullet hit the target's head accurately.

A string of blood splattered on the wall.

Then Zhang Heng skillfully backed the shell, loaded it, and hit the second person in the chest. Instead of retreating, he shot as he walked forward until only three steps away from the stairwell, looked down, found that the gunfire and the death of his companion did not stop those guys, more shadows were pouring up the stairs after a quarrel, because the stairs were no longer squeezed, some of them even jumped up directly along the outside of the armrest.

A half-man frog crossed the corpse and pounced toward Zhang Heng, but Zhang Heng's eyes did not show any panic, until the other party almost knocked him out of the flaming bottle.