Cheng Qianxun's group of four happened to be sitting back to back, with Sneijder sitting next to her.
She knew that everyone was taking care of her, because what Sneijder currently had was a gold medal that allowed him to avoid death without any taboos, not to mention that it prevented them from facing the outside and Harold who was also sitting inside. .
A step away were three other people, Harold sitting alone, Hogan and Mike sitting side by side.
No matter how much sleep you get during the day, once midnight passes, your biological clock will make you breathless.
Yawning seemed to be contagious, everyone started yawning, one of them had not closed his mouth, and the other one opened his mouth again.
"No, I'm almost asleep."
Sneijder rubbed his eyes with his hand.
"Then let's take turns sleeping."
Rudolph, who was sitting outside, said: "The one who is tired can sleep.
I'm not tired yet.
Hogan, Mike, if you two want to sleep, change places with others.
Someone must be watching outside. " "Ah" Mike yawned greatly: "No, it's okay.
I don't want to sleep yet."
"Don't hold on."
Cheng Qianxun said with concern and truth: "If you fall asleep, it will bring danger to everyone.
I don't want to sleep yet, so I can take my place for you."
"No need," Hogan said, "I'm still in good spirits.
If I need someone, I'll talk to you."
Sneijder raised his arms, hugged Cheng Qianxun, rested his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
It seemed like he was looking for a place to sleep, but Cheng Qianxun knew that the safest place in the house now was Sneijder's arms.
She was short in stature, so she reached out, pulled out a section of quilt, folded it and stuffed it under Sneijder's cheek, so that he could lean back more comfortably.
Harold, who was sitting opposite, kept watching.
After a while, he asked softly: "Is he your boyfriend?"
Cheng Qianxun was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile: "Male friends, we are just teammates.
We are brothers after life and death."
Harold's eyes were extremely bright and he said: "You are a woman."
The implication is that there is no brotherhood between men and women.
Cheng Qianxun still looked at him with a smile: "I am also an Oriental."
Harold burst out laughing: "I really don't understand what you think."
Rudolf behind him said leisurely: "It's better to keep it like this.
You can die at any time here.
If you have too deep feelings, you may lose control of your emotions and die faster."
Mike said abruptly: "Is it like Hogan?"
Hogan, who had just lost his teammate, said angrily: "Keep closing your eyes and sleep."
Everyone laughed secretly, and there were more deaths, as if they were soldiers on the battlefield.
You are always waiting to become cannon fodder, so try to seize every laughable moment and live as happily as possible every day.
Sneijder fell into a deeper sleep, and his body kept falling towards Cheng Qianxun.
Cheng Qianxun simply let him lie down and rested his head on his lap.
Harold, who was sitting across from him, looked at him and asked in a low voice, "This is how you take care of each other."
"Yes."
Cheng Qianxun lowered his head and looked at Sneijder.
For Sneijder, who is currently unusually tall, lying on his side should be more comfortable than sleeping on his back.
She saw Sneijder's long legs exposed by the quilt, so she asked Harold: "Can you get me a quilt to cover his feet?"
Harold stood up and took a quilt while trying not to alert anyone.
All supplies were stacked in the middle of the two bunks.
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After helping to cover him with quilt, Harold sat down in his original position.
Thinking about the traces of envy revealed in Harold's words just now, Cheng Qianxun said softly: "I rely on my teammates to survive until now, and I am very grateful to them for this.
They always help me when I am in the most danger."
I."
"Don't say that, you have done a lot.
You have saved my life and other people's lives."
Regeer said something vaguely.
Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly, and then asked Harold: "Are all your teammates dead?"
"Yes," Harold said with a bit of resentment at this time: "They all just use me and ask for it blindly, thinking that this is what I should do.
It doesn't matter, who makes my profession make them feel valuable?"
But when I encountered danger, they ran faster than a rabbit.
So I was alone.
By the time I got out of the first survival level, only three of them were left behind.
I don’t trust anyone anymore, I just passed the second level of existence alone.”
"No wonder you were nowhere to be seen from the beginning."
Hogan chuckled: "Yes, I met him when we were on the second survival level.
As soon as he entered, he picked up his survival tools and left without looking back. ” His teammates were still scolding him all the way.”
Cheng Qianxun didn't accuse Harold of anything.
When faced with ungrateful people, he should give up.
Just like Jeffrey. . .
Thinking of Jeffrey, she couldn't help but sigh slightly.
It can't be like other things.
The dead can at most learn from experience, but they can't recall too much.
Too many people died along the way.
She calmed down and said to Harold: "You miss one of our former teammates, his name is Gordon.
He was a special forces soldier and my teammates and I couldn't run.
When we were waiting to be bitten to death by the zombies chasing after us, it was him.
Come back, carry my teammates and keep running.
It’s a pity that he was killed by the villain.”
Speaking of this, my eyes felt a little hot and my nose felt sore.
She cried and laughed, wiping away her tears with her fingers: "Look at me, I'm emotional again.
Yes, you are very much like him, very capable, but willing to help others.
I was in danger during the day, and you discovered it first and came to save me.
Yes, thank you” "You're welcome."
Harold looked at her deeply with his bright eyes and sighed slightly: "It's just that I didn't meet teammates like you earlier, but luckily I did.
As long as I can see good things, I can't do it at any time.
It’s too late.”
"Yes."
Cheng Qianxun nodded with a smile, and expressed hope to those who were still asleep: "Didn't I say that we might all get out alive, so let's unite and try our best to get out alive."
Harold nodded, but everyone knew that was not the case anymore.
Now that Basong couldn't even see anyone, it must be very dangerous.
The night was very quiet, not even a sound could be heard outside, no insects chirping, and no wind.
Such an environment is scary at first, and being too quiet can also make people scared.
But as time goes by, fatigue comes overwhelming.
When the bell downstairs rang three times, Cheng Qianxun yawned for the first time in ten minutes.
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The sound of the bell also alarmed Sneijder.
His long eyelashes moved and he opened his eyes.
Seeing that his head was leaning on Cheng Qianxun's lap, he sat up and said, "What time is it?"
"It's three o'clock."
Cheng Qianxun couldn't help but yawned again.
"Then let's sleep for a while, it will be dawn soon."
Sneijder arranged the quilt on his legs, hugged Cheng Qianxun, and asked her to lie down too: "Just sleep on my legs."
"Yeah" Cheng Qianxun moved slightly and immediately frowned: "Wait a moment, my legs are numb."
She was numb after being pressed for too long.
Sneijder smiled and put his hand into the quilt, gently squeezing her calf.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
At this time, there was a sound from the stairs, like very heavy footsteps, and the speed was unusually slow.
Everyone looked around and immediately stood up slowly and cautiously.
Those who were still sleeping were also pushed awake.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The sound continued, as if it was not one, and the sounds overlapped neatly.
And from downstairs to upstairs, the sound got closer and closer.
Something was wrong, Rudolf went to get the weapons bag, while the others went to get the bags with food.
It was a mistake not to take it just now.
Fortunately, the female ghost treats people and objects, otherwise the thing is real.
I will only be hungry for the rest of the time.
The same mistake cannot be made again.
Cheng Qianxun picked up a thicker quilt so that he could protect himself and take it with him.
"Dong, dong dong..."
The leader finally reached the second floor of the stairs, and it was a human figure.
Everyone’s eyes suddenly popped out.
It was the wax figure sitting in the restaurant.
It was actually alive.
The wax figure is very similar to the real person.
He is about 1.8 meters tall, which is also in line with the average height of European men.
It turned its head like a wooden man with a "click-click" sound.
The eyes that were originally closed were wide open and the eyeballs were dull.
As the head turned, it turned towards the frightened people in the aisle.
A wax figure sitting on a chair in the dining room moved in the middle of the night and walked up the stairs, turning its head to ninety degrees and staring. . .
This kind of situation can only appear in horror movies.
"Bang, bang, bang," the gun held in Rudolph's hand rang out, and white salt particles scattered like white mist on the wax man's body.
The wax man still looked at them, then "clicked" a few times, without moving his head, turned his body like a robot, and began to walk slowly towards them step by step.
"Dong dong dong..."
Every step it took was so heavy that it shook the ground with aftershocks.
Harold threw the silver knife over, and the knife hit the wax man on the head, but the wax man continued to move forward with the knife in his head as if nothing had happened, and walked calmly step by step.
Walking slowly with stiff slow motion, taking one step every two seconds "What should I do?"
Cheng Qianxun panicked.
This scene was weird and terrifying.
It was really scary.
Even Mike jumped up and frantically turned the doorknob left and right, trying to escape into the room.
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But he couldn't open it, so he slammed the door in a hurry: "Open the door quickly, let me in, go in" and completely forgot that there was no one inside the door.
Rudolph's calmness came into play again this time.
He immediately took out a jar of holy water from his bag, opened the lid, and threw it at the wax figures.
The glass bottle containing the holy water broke on the wax figure, and the water splashed on it.
After the holy water touched the wax figure, it corroded rapidly like boiling water and eroded the surface of the wax figure.
The bubbling water quickly turned red, which should have melted its "clothes" and "skin", leaving its "meat" inside.
As soon as Reger saw that there was something going on, he immediately reached out and turned over with Rudolf: "How much more holy water is there?"
"Not many, about three or four bottles."
Rudolf grabbed Regel's hand: "Don't take it, can you deal with the wax man army?"
Another wax man appeared at the top of the stairs, and footsteps kept coming from the bottom of the stairs.
It seemed that all the wax men in the restaurant were coming up
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