Chapter 148: Gate Hall (3)

Chenpi A'si suddenly swung his hand, and an iron pellet hit Fatty on the foot. Fatty cried out in pain, his foot slipped and lost balance. Because of his movement, the entire beam tilted downward with a crack. Fatty couldn't keep his balance anymore and fell off. The height of the beam from the ground was not negligible for a fall. Fortunately, there was a corpse hanging below. As he came down, he yanked it hard, cushioning the impact in midair, and landed heavily into the pile of rubble on the ground. We rushed over to look, and were all stunned: that thing on Fatty's back was gone, nothing at all... I suddenly remembered the bullet holes on the pillar and immediately realized something was wrong. I waved my hand and said, "That thing didn't fall off! Watch out overhead!" Before I finished speaking, a shadow flashed overhead like lightning. Shunzi rolled on the ground, and three bloody gashes had appeared on his left shoulder. I immediately raised my gun, but the old Type 56 was heavier than I thought; I couldn't hold it steady. After lifting it twice, the muzzle didn't even come up. Fatty got up, snatched my gun, and fired a burst at the ceiling by instinct. A large number of tiles came crashing down. We all shone our flashlights up to illuminate for him, but when the gun smoke cleared, there was nothing on the ceiling. That thing earlier was nowhere to be seen. "What the hell is this thing?" Fatty said, still shaken. "You're asking us? It was lying on you and you didn't even feel it? What the hell are you doing?" Panzi yelled. Fatty was furious and was about to yell back when he suddenly stopped. We turned to look. Holy shit, that strange face had somehow emerged from behind Panzi's shoulder, staring at us gloomily, and Panzi himself hadn't noticed at all. We immediately backed away from Panzi. Seeing our reaction, Panzi's face turned green. "What are you doing?" he yelled. Before he could turn around, the thing behind his shoulder suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing a full set of fangs. Fatty raised the gun and fired a single shot. With a bang, half of that thing's head was blown off, splashing green liquid all over us. An extremely foul smell spread.

I thought it was done for a moment, but then I saw something wrong. Inside that huge mouth with half a head, there was faintly another small face!

"Damn!" I heard Shunzi yell softly, and he made a flying tackle, crashing into Panzi. Panzi was sent flying. After he fell, he turned and sat up. Somehow a military knife was already in his hand, and he stabbed backward behind him.

But the thing behind him had already disappeared. Sitting behind him was Shunzi, who had just tackled him, and that knife went straight toward him. Fortunately, Shunzi reacted quickly, grabbed his hand, and twisted it away. At the same time, he shouted, "Who fired the gun just now?!"