Outside, on the street.
Mr. Bei had already run through this incredible distance and arrived at the edge of the square.
With the bonus of physical fitness, he was very fast. In addition, it was very close to the central square of the town, so he reached his destination quickly.
Along the way, he saw people running away in the opposite direction. Bottles and cans placed on the roadside were also knocked over. The ground was full of milk and it was a mess.
The imaginary monster appeared and the scene of wanton killing and destruction did not appear. Mr. Bei came here without seeing any danger.
If it weren't for the occasional gunshots from the square ahead that reminded him, he might have thought that all this was just a mistake.
Finally, as the distance got closer, a corner of the square appeared in front of him.
There are so many flower pots and water tanks placed here, it is simply a large flower pot exhibition site.
The pots were filled with milk, and hundreds of flower pots were placed in an orderly manner. It was difficult to even find a place for people to set foot in the central area.
This is the carnival night of the Milk Festival in the small town of Morgan Stallman. People gather together to celebrate the harvest of the year and celebrate this wonderful time with dance and music.
However, when Mr. Bei looked at this scene at the moment, he couldn't help but feel a little numb.
Because with his psychic perception, he could clearly see that there were dozens of monsters, large and small, hidden in the flower pots and water tanks at the scene!
These are all Erte!
No, maybe there are higher-order beings among them!
"hiss……"
Mr. Bei took a deep breath. He felt that he had broken into a monster's lair.
It's not like he has never been to this square before.
While looking for people in the past two days, he passed by here several times. At that time, the square was also filled with flower pots and water tanks.
He also asked the local residents what these things were for, and later learned that they were all arranged for tonight's carnival night.
Even the resident was a little curious as to why there were so many more water tanks this year than before...
Now, Mr. Bei finally understood that it was a carnival night, but it was a bit unclear whether it was a carnival night for the Milk Festival or a carnival night for the monsters.
Fortunately, although there were many monsters at the scene, for some unknown reason, many of them were still in disguise and did not appear immediately.
Only the outermost few emerged from hiding and were chasing several police officers.
"Bang bang!"
Two more gunshots rang out, and a young policeman attacked a monster with an ugly big mouth in front of him.
The monster was not big in size, only the size of a small dog. It was similar to the Utter that Mr. Bei had seen earlier in the police station hall. It also had eight insect legs and a body covered with The big mouth with sharp teeth was biting "click-click-click", as if it was trying to choose someone to devour.
Its speed is not very fast. This kind of thing seems to be slow before receiving damage. Mr. Bei also feels very strange about this. He just thinks it is the alien characteristics of these alien monsters. .
At this time, the flower pot monster was running slowly after the policeman. There was still a lot of milk in its body, and water leaked out as it ran.
The young policeman was very panicked. The two shots he fired just missed. He pulled the trigger a few more times. However, this time he found with some despair that there was no bullet in his pistol.
He was obviously not the only one who had this situation. Several colleagues around him also came closer. Behind them, there were more or less one or two monsters, but they were all slow now and did not catch up immediately. That’s all.
"I, my gun is out of bullets! Do you have any spare magazines?"
The young policeman glanced anxiously at his companion, hoping that the other party could provide some support.
However, how could his companions have more ammunition? Everyone was out for a party, and it was just a professional habit to carry a gun with them. How could they prepare spare magazines?
"I don't have any anymore, damn it! What on earth are these? Why do they suddenly appear here!"
A policewoman came over and said.
"Shet! They must be demons! This is a conspiracy! They want to kill us all!"
Another black police officer also ran over.
"I still have two bullets! Let's retreat quickly! Go back to the police station, there is ammunition there! I just tried it, these monsters can be killed! Claude and I shot them to death One!"
A middle-aged policeman said.
Then, four or five local police officers all gathered together, and the monsters followed behind them. Their gathering immediately gathered the monsters together.
"Bang bang!"
The middle-aged policeman raised his pistol, pointed it at the nearest flower pot monster, and pulled the trigger.
The bullet shot out instantly and hit the monster's body, hitting both targets.
The middle-aged policeman looked expectantly, looking in the direction of the monster, hoping to get the imaginary result.
He just said that he shot and killed a monster.
But what he didn't know was that there was another very important reason why he was able to kill the monster, apart from the fact that this small Utter itself was very fragile.
That was because his attack hit the monster's core, causing them to die.
However, this time, the middle-aged policeman's luck was obviously not so good.
"hiss!!!"
The flower pot monster was originally heading towards the young policeman, but at this moment it was shot in the body by two robbers. It immediately changed its direction, suddenly accelerated its pace, and rushed towards the middle-aged policeman.
The speed of the monster is very different from the beginning. The eight insect legs cross each other and move forward very fast, like a poisonous snake launching an attack.
Almost before anyone could react, they had already rushed in front of the middle-aged policeman.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of bones breaking, and everyone felt their teeth sore. They saw that the monster had bitten the middle-aged policeman's calf.
"ah!!"
The middle-aged policeman howled miserably, his voice extremely shrill.
"Fake! Fake! Save people quickly! Save people quickly!"
The black policeman yelled and rushed over, kicking the monster hard, but he couldn't get it down.
"We're out of bullets! Everyone, move back! Those monsters are coming!"
someone shouted.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The middle-aged policeman's screams continued, and his face twitched all over, and he fainted from the pain. Looking at his calf, it was clear that it had been bitten off by the flower pot monster.
"What a terrible bite force!"
When everyone saw this, their hearts trembled.
