Chapter 1086 "Are you there?" 31

   Fu Anan frowned and looked over. The man was thumping his feet and rushing towards the opposite staircase. When they looked over, there was only one back.

   And behind, there is the sound of heavy objects falling.

  Those black robes came out.

   "Go quickly."

   It's too late to chase people back, and they have to leave immediately.

   Quickly ran to the next floor, the room on the 23rd floor of the hotel was tightly closed, except for the two corpses lying on the ground, there was no one outside.

   It is reasonable to say that customers are fleeing from downstairs to upstairs. There must be players scattered on every floor, and the fewest people go to the top floor.

  The distribution of players is like this, and the distribution of black robes should also be like this.

  Even if the players are hiding in the room now, those black robes should not all disappear.

  Fu Anan just guessed this way, when suddenly the ceiling above his head moved.

  The white gypsum ceiling with polka dots undulates like the ripples on the water surface. It is a large area of ​​undulations. Watching these movements makes people feel that the building is shaking.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a crackling sound, and cracks like spider webs began to crack on the surface.

  The crack changes from small to large, and gradually becomes one finger wide, two finger wide...

   There are pursuers behind, and the ceiling in front is about to collapse.

  The originally closed door was opened, and all the people inside ran out.

  Boom—

  The weak ceiling could no longer support the weight on it, and the things hidden on it fell heavily.

   It's a black robe!

  These black robes fell together with the mud and dust, and some even fell directly into the arms of the people below.

   But it's not romantic at all.

  The unlucky player who hugged the black robe ushered in the machete in the black robe's hand.

  The attack power of these black robes is not strong compared to the players, but the most disgusting thing about them is that they are difficult to deal with. Can't be beaten to death, can't get rid of, not very aggressive, but extremely insulting.

  Fu Yizhi is one of them.

  A strong black robe fell from the sky, and landed accurately in his arms, giving him a romantic princess hug.

   "Brother Fu!"

  Fu Anan's eyes almost popped out.

  Shenzhen Dantian let out a roar, when it was time to make a move, he made a move. She dragged the legs of the black robe, pulled it out hard, and then threw it back violently.

  Zheng Tianxing: ...The minister has great strength.

   "Go quickly."

  Fu Yizhi glanced at more and more black robes on the 23rd floor, and the movement above had already made noise below. If you don't go, wait for the people below to also rush up, and they will be trapped here.

  The three of them followed the players who had already gone downstairs.

   At this time, there were already many players and black robes on the stairs, and they got entangled because of fighting. The ground was the player's blood and the stumps of the black robes. Fu An'an and the three of them would be entangled by the black robes or the players every few steps they took.

   It took a lot of effort before they reached the 20th floor.

  At this time, there were so many players and black robes on the stairs that it could be described as shoulder to shoulder.

  Fu Anan was squeezed to the edge of the stairs by the crowd. She looked down through the railing of the stairs. Starting from the 18th floor, all of them were black robes. They stood densely on the stairs and kept crowding up, which was also the main reason for the crowded stairs.

   There are too many black robes.

  Fu Anan remembered what she saw at the wedding at the beginning. Although there were many of them, they were far from the current number.

   This idea is only temporary.

  Beside another black robe was slashing at her, Fu Anan clenched the mace in his hand, and slammed it at him. The sharp iron nails smashed firmly on its face, which was much more powerful than a machete. The black robe's face was black and chunky, and muscle tissue and blood splashed immediately.

  (end of this chapter)