165 The sound of decayed stone sculptures (Part 2)

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Luo Binhan and Burgundy Ponytail looked at each other.

Countless thoughts ran through his mind, and there were many more reassuring reasons to explain the new situation before him, but in the end his reason allowed him to accept the reality. Instead of trying to make peace with the visitors outside, he blocked the main entrance of the villa with a sofa and a cabinet, and then ran back upstairs to look for firearms.

The wine-red ponytail followed him and asked a little confused: "Who are they?"

"Neighbors. Probably."

"Then what do they want to do? How come they are at this time..."

"It's no use asking me." Luo Binhan said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm not here to be a guest anyway."

He visited the rooms on the second floor in half a minute and opened a locked door. Inside was a bedroom that was obviously used by someone, with some young men's coats hanging on the hangers.

Luo Binhan ran over and dug into the pockets of those clothes, and found his wallet from the outermost windbreaker. He hurriedly opened it and took a look and found a small amount of cash and an old driver's license. There was a photo of the young sculptor on the top and his name was written at the bottom: Odufo Do Vivena.

At this time, Luo Binhan still had a translator plugged into his ears. He was able to communicate fluently with people in this world, but he was still very poor at reading text. He felt that the name he saw seemed familiar, but he couldn't think of its origin for a moment, until the burgundy ponytail exclaimed: "Odufodo? He is Odufodo? But he must be at least fifty years old!"

Luo Binhan closed his wallet and put it into his pocket: "Yes, and he can still sexually harass you and then jump around with his neck tilted."

There was a banging on the door on the ground floor.

Luo Binhan continued to search the room, roughly opening every locked cabinet, and finally found a pistol and bullets in the bottom drawer next to the bed. But when he wanted to pull the gun, his heart suddenly sank - the internal structure of this gun was unfamiliar, and he didn't know how to load bullets at all.

"What are you dawdling about!" The wine-red ponytail shouted, "They are coming in!"

She snatched the gun from Luo Binhan's hand, loaded the bullet with three clicks, then loaded the gun and pulled the bolt. The movement was so skillful that Luo Binhan suspected that the other party would point a gun at his head in the next second.

The burgundy ponytail handed the gun to him: "Take it."

Luo Binhan took the gun and saw that the rag bandaged on her palm had come loose, revealing the stab wound underneath. A layer of black scab formed on the wound, and the bleeding had stopped.

There was a loud noise in the living room, and someone broke the lock with a firearm. Then a man called warmly and softly: "Neighbor, neighbor, are you at home?"

Luo Binhan lifted the hanging corner of the sheet and motioned for the burgundy ponytail to hide under the bed. At this time, there was the sound of heavy objects being pushed in the living room, and those people were already clearing the obstacles behind the door.

He took a deep breath, ran to the corner of the stairs with the gun, crouched in the blind corner facing the living room, and thought about the scene he just saw on the surveillance camera.

There were about seven of them. If it were a group of ordinary people holding knives, Luo Binhan felt that he had nothing to fear, but two of them were holding weapons similar to rifles, and there were various signs that these neighbors might not respect the laws of nature very much.

Footsteps sounded in the living room. The voice as graceful as a tenor singer continued to call: "Neighbor, neighbor, are you there?"

Luo Binhan almost told him to get out, but finally held back. An idea suddenly popped out of his head. While the group was searching the living room, he held a gun in one hand on guard while the other hand reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone.

He typed with one hand and asked Li Li if he could hack into other networked devices in the villa, and got a positive answer. So Luo Binhan quietly got up, slipped back to the bedroom on the second floor, and connected Li Li's black box to the sculptor's computer host.

The burgundy ponytail poked his head out from under the bed: "What are you doing?"

Luo Binhan hissed and warned her. Then I watched the computer screen light up, and an installation progress bar popped up without any explanation. After the progress is completed, the screen returns to darkness, leaving only a line of red text in the center.

——What do you want me to do, sir?

"Control the smart furniture here." Luo Binhan said, "TV, audio, automatic doors... control as much as you can."

"Who are you talking to?" asked the burgundy ponytail, "Who is on the other side of the screen? Do you have other friends outside the mountain?"

Luo Binhan had no time to answer. He now finally knew how Yaleriga felt when facing him.

Lines of network address and machine code information began to appear on the computer screen. The number of smart devices in the villa exceeded Luo Binhan's expectation, allowing Li Li to fill five screens.

There was some noise on the stairs leading to the second floor. The tenor's affectionate call drifted closer.

"Neighbor, neighbor, are you there?"

"I'm here." came the reply from the living room. Luo Binhan heard that the voice looked very much like him.

Several footsteps rushed down immediately, followed by five or six crisp gunshots. The movement made Luo Binhan break into a cold sweat, and he clearly felt the killing intent of these intruders.

A line of machine code disappeared from the computer screen. Luo Binhan estimated that it was the TV or stereo in the living room.

This situation confused the group of intruders for a while. Luo Binhan's own mobile phone could not connect to the Internet, so he took the opportunity to open the new mobile phone given to him by the burgundy ponytail and connect to the wireless network in the villa. A three-dimensional map of the room was immediately displayed on the screen. Seven red dots were wandering back and forth on the ground floor, attracted by the movements made by various electrical appliances and alarm systems.

Luo Binhan noticed that there was someone very close to the stairs at this moment. Through the surveillance camera image at the stairway, he could see this person holding a gun and monitoring the stairs.

Others were still scattered around the ground floor, searching for any suspicious signs of support. Luo Binhan felt that this was an opportunity worth trying, so he asked Li Li to control the lighting wall lamp next to the stairs.

The wall lights flickered. The gunman's attention was immediately attracted. Luo Binhan took advantage of this opportunity and jumped down from the second floor. He first controlled the gunman's hand and then broke his neck.

The intruder's neck bones made a snapping sound, but Luo Binhan didn't feel relaxed at all. He had never had the experience of breaking someone's neck before, and it was not difficult to do it now, but he still felt something was wrong.

The flesh in his hand seemed lifeless, more like holding a thin leather sheath filled with thin, warm iron sand.

The intruder fell in Luo Binhan's arms, his head tilted back due to a broken neck, and the back of his head had touched his back. He was still smiling crookedly at Luo Binhan.

It was truly a miracle of life, but Luo Binhan had no time to figure out the reason for the time being. He grabbed the long-necked vase next to him and thrust it into the unknown creature's mouth, splitting his throat and vocal cords all the way to ensure that he could not make any sound to attract his companions.

During this period, Li Li was responsible for covering his actions. She made the lights in the distant toilet flicker on and off, and the home theater and sound system blare. Luo Binhan took the opportunity to drag the thing in his hand up to the second floor and locked it in the deepest room.

He immediately ran back to the corner of the second floor, preparing to ambush the next one, but found that something was wrong.

The invaders began to approach here. They relied on each other and walked in an orderly manner. Luo Binhan initially thought they were just conducting a blanket search, but found that their target was pointed directly at the stairs. No matter how Li Li made noise in other places, these people ignored him, as if they suddenly saw through his trick.

Luo Binhan's palms began to sweat. His sneak attack just now was done quickly and quietly, there was no reason why he would be discovered so quickly.

"Neighbor, neighbor. My good neighbour," the tenor voice called, "where are you? Let us see your face. Are you upstairs? Why don't you come down and catch up with us?"

Luo Binhan silently took out his mobile phone and checked the surveillance footage of the stairs that Li Li retrieved for him. He saw the six people blocking the road. The leading man was holding a rifle, well-dressed, and had an exquisite dragonfly brooch on his chest tie. When he spoke again, Luo Binhan knew that he was the nagging tenor.

"Neighbor, you are looking at me." He smiled at the camera, "Turn off your camera and let us talk face to face."

He suddenly pointed his gun at the camera and smashed the surveillance camera to pieces.

The flying metal fragments hit the corner of Luo Binhan's eye, almost blinding him on the spot. Luo Binhan screamed and covered the wound with his hand. He felt warm liquid flow out.

Nervousness and anger made his heart beat like thunder. The injured eyeball began to swell and ache from the depths. The weed seed greedily absorbed the blood and began to grow wildly along the nerve, growing wildly, growing wildly...

This won't work. It doesn't matter, no one will see it now.

He threw away the firearm in his arms and took out the flash stick that caused amnesia.

——This thing is probably useless to them, because it is a tool made for the structure of the human brain. He knew this very well. But he doesn't need long, just a moment is enough.

He tossed the flash stick around the corner and closed his eyes. The visual function is now shut down, but the weeds in the eyeballs stretch out like tentacles. Across the air, around corners, over thrown flash rods, gently wrapping around the man who attacked him.

He "saw" the other party raised his gun and pointed it at the amnesia flash stick. That special light frequency passes through the man's eyes and forms a special neural electrical signal.

——In his understanding, that frequency will destroy the memory structure formed by people within a few minutes. But that's only for organisms with normal brain structures. When the gun-wielding enemy came into contact with the light frequency, only the optic nerve was frozen for a moment.

Like a hunting water snake, he swam out in the direction locked by the tentacles, and his body spontaneously passed through the air and landed in front of the opponent.

He stuck his fingers into the other person's dead eyeballs. His fingertips touched the nerves that were squirming like earthworms, so he pinched them gently and twisted the internal structures to pieces.

The flash stick fell to the floor.

He grabbed the leading man's gun and fired at the other five people. He first broke their knife-holding hands, then grabbed the table next to him and smashed them into pieces.

This isn't a long-term solution, but it's enough for now.

A large puddle of meat squirmed on the floor, looking like there was no fun to be had for the time being. He grabbed the leading man by his hair and dragged him into the carving studio. Every stone sculpture seemed to be in his way, so he kicked them all down mercilessly and crushed them to pieces, then pressed the man's head against the electric grinder used to smooth stone surfaces.

"Neighbor, you don't have to be like this." The man with only two bloody holes in his eyes said with a smile, "You are too nervous now, and all you see are hallucinations. Why don't we sit down and have a good chat?"

Luo Binhan patted his head: "I'm not nervous, good neighbor. I want to take off your mask, and then we can talk face to face."

After saying that, he pressed the start button of the grinder and pressed the other person's face onto the rapidly rotating grinding disc.