Chapter 6 Can you play football with me?(1/2)
Fifth floor.
The child who treats his head as a ball is gone.
The two went downstairs quickly.
Fourth floor.
Third floor.
nervous.
Stimulate.
As we were about to reach the corridor on the second floor, a cold voice sounded.
"Does Natsuki live here?"
The cold voice scared Duan Lang. However, Liu Jian was very calm, holding a kitchen knife, his eyes were bloodshot and ferocious, and his face was full of fierceness.
A woman about twenty-six years old is wearing a floral long skirt, shiny slippers, white and tender long legs, and slender hair like a waterfall-like shawl.
Her appearance is pure and her pure visual sense of the lady, especially her skin, is too white, not like the healthy white skin of a living person.
Duan Lang's ears were filled with hot heat, and his earlobes were burning like fire.
Duan Lang's heart was thudded, and the person was so nervous that his legs were weak. He felt that the woman was about to eat him for the first time when she met.
"Sorry, I haven't seen this person before."
The beautiful woman looked at Duan Lang up and down, but as for Liu Jian, she ignored him.
“You have something delicious.”
Duan Lang's body was tense. What did she mean?
What's in me?
Not speaking seems to be rude.
So Duan Lang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and said, "How do you know there is a good thing? Do you have one?"
Liu Jian: “…”
His fierce face showed a surprised expression for the first time and soon recovered.
The beautiful woman stared at Duan Lang and didn't say anything for a long time.
Duan Lang grabbed the pistol tightly.
"We have something to do."
Liu Jian broke the tranquility.
"Shut up!"
The woman suddenly became furious, and the air around her fell below zero. I don’t know where the strange wind came from, making people’s cheeks hurt and cold air enter their body.
Liu Jian looked at the woman in fear.
And Duan Lang no longer dared to move.
Too strong.
Liu Jian and her are definitely not on the same level.
The thriller invasion has just begun, and everyone is on the same starting line. Why can women be so strong?
The woman licked her bright red lips, which seemed to have just drunk blood. She turned her head to look at Duan Lang, as if the other party was a delicious food.
"I am a new resident who moved in, live in 505, and come to my house as a guest when I have time."
wipe!
Isn't that just living downstairs?
Duan Lang nodded calmly.
"It will definitely be next time."
The woman walked upstairs in her shiny slippers.
The tense body finally relaxed, and the gun in his hand was sweating all over. It can be seen that Liu Jian was not relaxed either.
Duan Lang was very desperate. When he woke up, he had never seen a normal person. Where did normal people go?
"she!"
Liu Jian shook his head and signaled Duan Lang not to mention the woman, as the other party might still be listening.
The first floor is quiet.
On weekdays, there are elderly people playing chess under the banyan tree and children playing. Now there is no one, quiet and weird.
On the ground, Liu Jian's daughter's body was invisible, her hair was scattered on the ground, and blood was splattered on the ground, like a blooming flower of death.
She jumped off the building so suddenly that she died in a very miserable state.
"Fast speed, someone is here!"
Liu Jian stared at the left.
Duan Lang did not follow his gaze, and went forward and picked up the girl's body. His physical strength had increased. There was no problem in picking up Liu Jian's daughter and running.
When he picked up the body, he felt a chill on his back.
The girl's death was very miserable. When she jumped off the building, she hit the ground first. She could no longer see her appearance at that time. Her miserable appearance was disgusting.
The corpse's eyes were staring at him, as if he was unwilling to accept it and hatred.
Duan Lang felt bitter in his heart. It wasn’t me who killed you, so you go find your father.
Sudden!
On the shadow on the left, a figure rushed out, and the speed was very fast, and the target was Duan Lang holding the corpse.
"Bang!"
Dull sound.
Liu Jian was knocked away by the person who rushed up, and the other party smashed it out hard, shattering the wall, and the power was very strong.
Liu Jian let out a low roar, his eyes as fierce and sharp as a beast that eats people, warning the other party.
Duan Lang was stunned, feeling that the little power he had improved was nothing in front of Liu Jian.
Only then can you see clearly the person raiding.
Where is who?
It has a human lower body, wearing suit pants and leather shoes, but its upper body is octopus-like thorny tentacles, like a demon flower blooming.
This reminded Duan Lang of the mutated zombies in the Resident Evil game series.
Liu Jian rushed up.
Duan Lang didn't dare to stay, so he ran upstairs with his body in his arms.
"Dongdong!"
Something rolled down from the corridor.
It was a round head, the head of a child.
Headless little boy?
He came from the fifth floor to the first floor!
Duan Lang's scalp was numb and he wanted to leave the body and run away, but the more nervous he was, he actually held back.
The little boy's head made a strange laugh, and his pale pupils that only dead people had stared at him.
"Big brother, can you play football with me?"
Duan Lang: "I can't kick..."
Seeing that the little boy's expression was wrong, Duan Lang rushed forward with a quick glance.
He hasn't played football for a long time.
This kicked out the coolest spinning ball in his life. The little boy's head drew a hat trick arc and flew out of the yard on the first floor.
I guess the other party didn't expect Duan Lang to be so decisive.
Trigger trick-and-treat skills: [The little boy is very angry: gets the physical fitness of the 100-meter sprint championship]
Duan Lang only felt that his body became lighter and his physical fitness increased to the 100-meter sprint championship.
Thriller tip: [Your physical attributes increase by 10 points]
Alert prompt: [Your agility attribute increases by 10 points]
It has improved two attributes at once and made a big profit.
Duan Lang had no time to be ecstatic, and the hot heat came from his earlobes, and the little boy was full of malice towards him.
To be continued...