Marvel’s Death Merchant

Lyon has been thinking about something recently, and his feelings about the world are becoming increasingly unreal. Suddenly, a horrifying cry came from the dark world, reminding Lyon of intermittent memories.

The sobbing in the dark was intermittent, making them intolerable, making it difficult to tell whether it was a ghost or a ghost anyway.

"Survivor" Zoe asked lightly, breaking the terrible tranquility and hearing the cry clearly.

"Survivor who can make such a terrifying sound, I think it's an infected person." Francis licked his lips.

"Oh, if it's New Orleans grilled wings." Louis made his weird, high-pitched voice, like a teenager, and the helpless and funny expression on his face.

Lyon admired the two for being able to make jokes after slaughtering a large number of infected people. Lyon originally thought that only the field-tested people in the world did this and did not fart.

"Whether it is a survivor or some other monster, if she rushes at you, she will shoot immediately, no matter what it is." Bill said calmly, as always, he was calm.

"Ha, Bill, your look reminds me of American crocodiles." Louis joked, although they thought it wasn't funny at all.

And Bill punched Louis's belly with his fist, and said, "Listen to recruits, the thing I hated most after the Vietnam War was niggas, and meeting you to be your comrade-in-arms is the most unlucky thing in my life other than being a president. I ’m going to be killed by you sooner or later, ”said Bill angrily, walking while talking, and Louis made an overwhelming innocent expression, to be honest his expression was more eloquent than his language People find it funny.

"Bill, it's like crying on the third floor," Zoe said, still vigilantly surveying.

The stairs on the second and third floors were quickly found. And Francis made an inviting gesture and said to Zoe, "Ladies first." This guy wanted others to try first, and Lyon took the lead without thinking.

The third floor seemed even darker. Several dark shadows were walking steadily in the darkness, and the cry was even more pronounced, with some regular "rustling" sounds, as if someone was scratching the wall with their nails. It's hard to imagine how hard this nail should be.

"Hey over there," Louis whispered. Pointing at the door on the left side of the corridor, Lyon held the sand eagle in his hand. He could see the door with a tactical flashlight, about twenty meters away from us.

The distance of twenty meters made me think that if they passed away, they all walked carefully, as if they were afraid of something. The compassionate zombies didn't come to bother them, and Lyon didn't seem to be a good sign.

Bill and Lyon came in, while the others were outside.

Lyon gently opened the door, and the dust flew unbridled under the light. He shot around, this seemed like a warehouse, and the sound came from the depths of the warehouse, as if there was no end. The cry was ethereal, and the horror of the ethereal, as if she was crying in all directions, like a three-d stereo. As the light spread, Lyon also saw the crying master.

"Lyon. Watch out." Bill squeezed his gun and kept the light from shining. "You see that red light." Lyon saw it. Two red lights shone in the darkness.

"What's wrong?" Lyon asked in confusion, thinking that the red light might just be the reflection of the earrings.

"Also, paws," Bill said, "look at her hands." Lyon listened carefully and illuminated the light a little in front of the crying girl. The light of the light allowed me to see her lower body, It's five inches long. It was scratching the ground, making a sour noise, so that Lyon had no doubt that the claw could tear a person alive.

"She has mutated, and is even more terrible than a tank." Bill said, annihilating the end of the cigarette **** on the ground.

"What to do" Lyon asked nervously. "Let her stay here"

And Bill didn't say anything, just pondered for a while, "Well, it seems that she will not take the initiative to attack us for the time being, as long as she doesn't mess with us, we shouldn't provoke her, and take the bullet and we leave immediately." Bill finished , They backed back carefully.

And the cry was even louder, and there seemed to be a witch-like weird laughter in the middle, like taunts at them without provoking her.

As the lights receded, the dust no longer fluttered, like a group of people who watched the show knowing that they had watched the show, and they "cut" apart. The whole warehouse was quiet again. Just like before they came in.

"Hey" Lyon heard a voice from behind, and looked back. Francis had a flashlight in his hand, shining on the blood-red eyes. "Zombies are coming outside," Francis said.

And Lyon had no time to complain about Francis. Did he see the infected person's blood-red eyes looking at Lyon, and a terrible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she knew we were fooled, and she opened it, a generation older than the human head? Stand up.

"Ah." This roar was very scary.

"Running" Lyon had no idea what to say, thinking was replaced by fear, and the brain issued only one command to himself, running.

"What are you doing, Francis, run?" Lyon and Bill rushed to the door almost instantaneously, and Francis raised a single shot, and fired a few shots at the girl, no, the zombie, he and Bill had already rushed When he went out, Francis fired a few shots and closed the iron door.

"What the **** is that?" Francis spread his hands.

There was a sound that they couldn't believe, "the bang". The three-centimeter-thick iron door bulged out. We didn't even have time to communicate. There was a "bang", and the pale gray hand was already A hole was penetrated and it protruded through the door.

"Running to the gun shop" Bill still kept calm at this moment, took the lead and ran, and we immediately followed. As I ran across the stairs, I saw the zombies swarming below, and Zoe and Louis were fighting and retreating below.

"Bill, Flask," Lyon said, and Bill dropped quickly and accurately, keeping Zoe and Louis separated from the zombies. And I took the sniper rifle from the back, crouched and aimed at the door, and it was half rotten. This woman was beautiful during her lifetime.

"Bang ~ www.readwn.com ~ The rapid and powerful sound of the sniper rifle made Lyon very pleasant, and the infected person had disappeared by the door.

Lyon had no time to do anything. Zoe and Louis I signaled that they should not come up first. In case the zombies were still alive, they would be torn, and then Lyon ran to the gun shop.

Lyon took shotgun and pistol bullets at the firearms store.

Downstairs were still firing, Lyon quickly picked up the bullets and rushed over, and just went out,

"I can't support Bill anymore," Zoe's voice came. "We need ammunition."

"Bang" Bill finally saw that something was wrong and hit the witch's head with a sniper rifle.

Bill's face was shot by Bill, and his head turned straight behind. Broken neck, Lyon could see clearly, twisted to such an extent that it was impossible to be alive.

Lyon also got rid of the biggest crisis in the virtual world, following u's survival. To be continued

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