blogombal Chapter 121
Chapter 121
Harold was looking at the living room with a large hole on his face.
"Damn, what's going on...",
he cursed as he had to bend down to clean up the messy room.
"Oh, don't complain, it's good to survive, look at Mr. James's family downstairs... Alas..."
, the wife, Deborah, comforted her husband as she diligently searched the room.
Harold sighed, picked up a plank and looked at the wall, nailing it piece by piece.
From the hole in the wall of the living room, you can see the garden of the town center and the council hall not far away.
Harold looked at the originally beautiful garden and the majestic hall with some embarrassment, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Harold was an ordinary ship mechanic in Misser Harbor, and after the Beast War, he and his wife Deborah came to this beautiful seaside port town, relying on excellent ship maintenance skills, living quietly and affluently in this city by the sea.
However, Harold's happy life was shattered in the space of two days.
Early yesterday morning, Harold, who was still asleep, was awakened by a loud noise.
"Deborah! Deborah! Wake up!
Harold woke his wife up in horror because he could tell it was gunfire!
The panicked two hurriedly got up and got dressed, hid by the window on the second floor, and watched nervously.
With the continuous development of the fishing and shipping industry in Port Wassemer, the housing prices of the whole town have naturally risen, and the old couple took a lot of effort to buy this house.
"Look, what's that?"
Harold, hiding behind the curtain, followed his wife's fingers.
He saw a mess on the street, many looming figures running down the street, and he vaguely saw a pair of guards coming from a distance.
"Da Da Da...!"
Suddenly, a sudden burst of gunfire frightened Harold back behind the window.
A moment later, the gunfire came to an abrupt halt with a few terrifying screams that could not be heard as anything.
Harold boldly looked out the window, and when he looked around, he saw a scene that made him creepy.
I saw a few human-like monsters appear in the middle of the street, and a team of defense troops has become a pile of mutilated corpses at this moment.
Harold and Deborah were speechless and trembling with fright.
"Huh... Harold, look! His
wife suddenly pointed downstairs with a trembling voice, and Harold looked boldly, only to see Mr. James, who was a teacher downstairs, and his family of five being kicked out of their home by a strange-looking man.
Mr. James seemed to be arguing over something, but the man kicked him over, and then the strange man seemed to pull out something and inject it into Mr. James's family.
A few minutes later, Harold was horrified to find that Mr. James's family had suddenly dragged their legs stiffly down the street like the walking dead.
On the street, all of a sudden, zombie-like figures roamed out from all directions.
The black pressed figure instantly filled the street.
Harold covered his wife's mouth when she was about to scream, and pulled her into the large cabinet hidden in the closet.
In a panic, Harold knocked down the ship's oil drum in the corner, and the pungent smell of engine oil instantly filled the room.
"Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid! The
two of them hid in the closet, and the trembling Harold hugged his wife as if crying, comforting him softly.
"Boom!"
Just as the two of them were hiding in the closet and shivering, suddenly a violent crash came from outside the door!
Hush...!
Harold quickly motioned for his wife to be quiet, and covered their mouths tightly.
Rumble!!
Suddenly, there was a loud bang outside the closet, followed by the sound of the door falling to the ground.
Someone's coming in!
Harold's heart tightened, and even his breathing slowed down a little.
Slowly suppressing the fear in his heart, Harold slowly pressed his eyes into the gap in the closet.
Boom!
A dull sound of footsteps sounded!
A strange man with a pointed nose and fangs slowly walked into the room.
The moment he saw this terrifying and weird-looking person, Harold's heart instantly pinched!
What a hideous and terrifying face that was!
Harold was also a man who had lived through the ravages of wild beasts, and he had seen huge and vicious undead beasts, but no terrifying beast could be more terrifying than the half-human, half-beast strange man in front of him.
The hand covering the corners of his mouth tightened a little.
The fanged monster walked into the small room with a sharp knife.
The strong smell of engine oil in the room made the poacher frown.
"What does it smell like? What about the people in this family?
The fanged freak frowned, squinting his eyes and scanning around the house.
"What about people? Hidden? Hey, hey, hey..."
, and the fanged freak searched the room with a knife.
Seeing this scene, Harold and Deborah's hearts tugged higher.
"Hey, hey, where are you hiding? Under the bed? The
fanged freak walked over to the bed, sneered a few times, and then flipped the bed over.
"Huh? No? Then according to the development of the plot, it should be in the closet? The
strange man looked back at the big closet behind him, and the sharp knife stabbed forward!
Zheng ——!
The sharp knife slammed into the wardrobe, and the thin door panel shattered a large piece in an instant.
The strange man took the knife and walked around the closet, wondering, "This is not either?" Is there really no one? "
Ahh
Perhaps the smell of the oil was too strong, and the fanged freak couldn't help but let out a loud sneeze.
"Forget it, let's look for it again."
Pinching his long nose, the fanged monster drew his knife and prepared to continue the search.
Knock knock....
Suddenly, there was the sound of panicked footsteps and the sound of swaying ropes in the corridor.
"Huh? Not good, someone is going to run? The
fanged freak paused and listened to the movement outside.
"York, you! What the hell are you doing? Hurry up! The people in the building are all starting to run away, and if you delay the big brother's business, you will die, so get them all out! Suddenly
, an exasperated voice shouted downstairs.
When the fanged monster heard this, he rolled his eyes and scolded silently:
Antoine, you big pig's head!
Immediately, the strange York shouted out the window, "Got it!
Glancing at the messy room again, York's eyes lingered on the closet where Harold was hiding.
"Forget it, go catch the one first!"
After a moment's hesitation, York decided to catch the others first, so he turned and ran out with his knife.
Harold breathed a sigh of relief, and the couple collapsed in the cabinet with weak legs.
The two of them just kept hiding... I've been hiding....
...
"Harold, listen?"
Harold, who was nailing planks to the wall, was awakened from his memories by his wife's voice.
Harold didn't hear clearly: "What?
"Listen, what are you talking about?"
The wife stood in the hollow of the wall and pointed outside.
Harold listened intently as a soft radio voice came from outside:
"The inhabitants of the Human Federation... I am Speaker Yao Wenshu..."