Immediately, Lin Dong turned around and gave instructions to the tanks.
"I'm going out for a while. You guys should take good care of your house. It might be a bit rough recently."
"Don't worry, boss."
Tank said with a naive smile.
The next moment, Lin Dong's figure was seen gradually moving away, and soon disappeared at the far corner of the street.
Tank looked at the direction he was leaving, and couldn't help but sigh. The boss had just brought back a bunch of food, and now he went out to hunt again, and his heart was full of emotion.
So hardworking...
...
After Lin Dong left the territory, he entered a state of hiding, quietly, like a ghost, walking through the messy streets without disturbing a single flower or grass.
After a while.
He arrived at the museum area and silently sensed that something was wrong.
A cold wind blew past, mixed with the smell of blood, and a dark cloud hung over the museum, as dark as ink. The clouds were almost pressing on the roofs, which made people feel very depressed.
'Boom! '
Silver snakes shuttled through the clouds, and the sound of rolling thunder could be heard.
The wind is getting stronger now...
The whining wind and the howling of ghosts and wolves blew through the city, kicking up dust and plastic bags flying in the sky.
Lin Dong stared ahead with bright eyes.
The huge museum looks like a dormant beast, with bloodstains and zombie corpses scattered all around. Everything is quiet, giving people a sense of death.
However, Lin Dong could sense that there were three living humans inside. They were hiding around, and their whole bodies exuded the smell of panic.
As for the thing that threatened the three of them...Lin Dong couldn't even sense it for a while.
"It's weird, what is it?"
He stepped forward and directly used his corpse domain ability to walk through the wall.
Due to the hazy weather, the light in the museum is even dimmer, and only when lightning flashes occasionally in the sky can it illuminate the whole area.
Lin Dong glanced around.
The ground around was in a mess, with broken glass, dried blood, and corpses that had completely rotted into bones.
This was the trace left when the apocalypse first came. There were many people in the museum that day, and it was considered the hardest hit area.
Through the bloody handprints of human scratching on the wall, we can see how desperate we were at that time...
Lin Dong continued to move forward, approaching the three living people.
It didn't take long.
In a dark corridor, three panting people appeared running.
"Come on! I feel that thing is catching up!"
"Brother Bin, I think it just wants to consume us to death, like a cat playing with a mouse."
The person next to him had a solemn eyebrow.
Jiang Wenbin comforted.
"It's okay! My brother said, let's hold on, he will come to save us soon."
"When will Brother Cheng come?"
"I guess... it will be soon!"
Jiang Wenbin can persist until now entirely because of the glimmer of hope in his heart.
But what he doesn't know is...
Jiang Wencheng is everywhere now, and has become one with the zombies.
The three of them quickly ran to the end of the corridor.
There was a room connected to the front, and they had no choice but to push the door open and enter.
The room was very large, covering an area of 200 square meters, and seemed very empty. There were many paintings hanging on the walls, some of which fell to the ground. The glass frames of the paintings were shattered and scattered everywhere.
"There's no way!"
A dark-skinned young man said.
"Shh-"
Jiang Wenbin made a silence gesture, "Don't make any noise, let's hide."
"good."
The two friends agreed and huddled in a corner, leaning against the wall, giving them a great sense of security.
Little did they know that at this time, Lin Dong was hiding in the wall behind them, looking down at the three of them.
However, he did not intend to take action directly.
Because it's so easy to kill three people, and most importantly... what's lurking in the museum.
And he has felt it.
Ever since the three of them hid in this empty room, there was indeed an aura approaching. It was very ethereal, as if it was not an entity.
"Really a ghost?"
In the apocalypse, there are indeed many strange events that cannot be explained, but real ghosts have never been seen...
"Crack!"
At this time, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, the light was dazzling, and the room was illuminated brightly.
Jiang Wenbin became increasingly uneasy, and his intuition told him that death was getting closer and closer to him.
So I took out my phone and sent the message again.
"Brother! Where are you? I'm at the end of my rope!!!"
But.
After a long time, I didn't get any response.
"Grass!"
Jiang Wenbin cursed secretly, but he trusted his brother very much in his heart. The two had depended on each other since childhood, and he would definitely come to save him...for sure!
Suddenly, a strange feeling came over my heart.
Jiang Wenbin raised his eyes.
He began to observe the paintings hanging on the wall. His eyes quickly turned and he kept scanning. Finally, he found a very strange painting.
It looked like a portrait of a black man. His face was as black as coal, and his facial features could not be seen at all. There were only fangs growing in his mouth, and his eyes glowed with fierceness, like a demon from hell.
"Hey, look, you two, is there something wrong with that portrait of a black man?"
Jiang Wenbin quickly patted his partner beside him.
"Um?"
The two looked at each other with surprised expressions.
"Brother Bin, which one are you talking about?"
"Just the middle one!"
"Where is it? I didn't see it."
Both of them felt baffled.
Jiang Wenbin was anxious and couldn't help but curse.
"Idiot! Isn't this just..."
But midway through his words, he turned around and was suddenly stunned, because the portrait of the black man had really disappeared...
At this time, a person next to him said weakly.
"Brother Bin, you said the one in the middle is a window."
'Crack! '
Another bolt of lightning broke through the sky, lighting up the empty room.
Jiang Wenbin saw clearly this time that the place where the portrait was originally hung was indeed a window!
It's not a painting, it's something really looking at me.
"Fuck!"
At this moment, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his scalp.
The intense fear almost suffocated him.
"I saw it...I just saw him! Run!"
Jiang Wenbin ran towards the corridor regardless of the situation, as if he was crazy.
"Ah? What did you see?"
The two companions didn't know what was going on. But seeing that he had already run away and made such a big noise, I could only run away with him.
But.
A black shadow actually slipped in through the crack of the window and completely merged into the darkness, like a ghost from hell.
As the shadow flickered, the three of them chased after them.
And extremely fast.
He caught up with the last person in an instant.
"Pfft!"
His shadowed claws, like burning black flames, instantly penetrated one person's back, and warm blood spurted out, splashing onto the back of the head of Jiang Wenbin and the other person in front.
"ah?"
The two of them were so excited that they looked back subconsciously.
I saw a tall black shadow, its claws piercing the back of its companion's heart and lifting him into the air.
The man was not dead yet. His legs were weak and he was kicking wildly. His eyes were bloodshot and he opened his mouth, and streams of blood spilled out.
"help me..."
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