Chapter 28 Who Are You?

"Everyone, immediately scatter in corners and cover your ears. No matter what people outside say, don't open the door!"

Without Ye Fanyu's instructions, the others had already found their positions, squatting in the corner with their hands on their heads, shivering.

In the past three days, they have experienced many such incidents. Basically, as long as it is daytime, they will be besieged by a swarm of villagers. Those villagers are ever-changing and can even become your relatives to tempt you to open the door.

So the best solution is not to look, not to listen, and not to respond.

outside the door.

Li Qiang knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded.

"Strange, what's wrong with them? Why don't they open the door? There's obviously someone inside."

"It must be a misunderstanding." Su Mu roughly guessed the thoughts of the people inside. He looked back at the rows of "zombiees" behind him. Indeed, in the nightmare world, he had been chased by humanoid monsters for three days, and suddenly saw It is reasonable to be afraid when seeing a group of men in black like this.

In particular, these men in black were all hypnotized, and they had only one thought in their minds, that is, for the leader. These people did not know what fear was at all, so their painting style seemed a bit out of place.

"Chief, let me go and open the door." Zhao Chaoyao volunteered.

"Go." Su Mu nodded, but at this time, Yang Dongqing stood up.

"No, I'm here to communicate with them. Rushing to the door may cause misunderstandings."

With that said, Yang Dongqing walked to the door and said loudly: "Don't get me wrong, we are not nightmare monsters, but nightmare apostles like you. We just entered three days later. I am a transcendent. You hold the door." Open up and discuss how to work together to get through this nightmare.”

Silence, deathly silence, no one in the room responded.

Yang Dongqing: "..."

Bang!

He kicked the door open, and the old iron door hit the ground heavily, making a harsh metal clang.

The moment the door opened, Yang Dongqing was greeted by a bullet-like flame!

The flaming bullet pierced the sky, and the air wherever it passed was distorted by the heat, leaving a long, blazing trail in the dark night sky.

Yang Dongqing's expression suddenly changed, and he had no time to dodge, so he had to reach out to catch it, and a touch of steel appeared on his palm.

boom!

Violent fire exploded, and in the fire, Yang Dongqing seemed to have been hit by a cannonball in the front, flying backwards, and his palms became scorched black.

Ye Fanyu's surprised voice came from the room: "[Heart of Iron]! Are you really an extraordinary person!?"

At this time, he was making a gun shape with one hand, with his index finger and thumb raised, and the other three fingers folded together, much like a child imitating a gun with his hand, beeping, but the tip of his index finger was burning with a blazing flame. Looks unusually bright in a dark room.

"Fuck!" Yang Dongqing climbed up from the ground in embarrassment and said angrily: "Didn't I just say that we are not nightmare monsters!"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Ye Fanyu's face showed a look of surprise, but his right hand still maintained the pistol posture, and the flame on his fingertips did not dissipate.

"What you don't know is that there are many monsters in human skins in this nightmare. They will try their best to trick us into opening the door, so I can't believe it.

However, the ability you just used is indeed [Iron Ambition], and those monsters cannot break doors and windows. Before, I had a completely subconscious reaction, but now I am sure that you are a transcendent, not a nightmare monster. "

Yang Dongqing patted the dust on his body and his expression softened slightly.

Later, Ye Fanyu's eyes swept over Su Mu and others with a vigilant expression: "Although I am sure that you are not a nightmare monster, what is going on with them? Why are they wearing uniform clothes?"

Su Mu leaned on the snake grain wood cane, took a slight step forward, and said with a smile: "What? Do the Nightmare Apostles have any dress requirements?"

"There is no dress code, but all Nightmare Apostles enter individually, and the nightmares they go to each time are also random. At first glance, you all belong to the same organization. When will the Nightmare Apostles be able to form a team? Don't tell After you and I entered, we formed a temporary organization and prepared costumes in advance.

You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I can only suspect that you are not humans at all, but nightmare monsters! "

Ye Fanyu held his right hand with his left hand, aiming firmly at Su Mu and others. If there wasn't that flash of flame between his index fingers, the scene would have been very funny.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and had a guess in his mind. It seemed that the Nightmare Apostle entering the nightmare world was just like a match in the game. Each time he encountered different teammates, he could only enter in a single row and could not form a team.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Fanyu is alert.

How should I lie to him?

It is definitely impossible for Su Mu to say that he brought everyone into the same nightmare through dreams. Of course, the other party would not believe it.

then......

Su Mu pushed up his brown glasses and put on a faint smile: "It's a reasonable question, but... I can't help but ask, Mr. Ye, who are you? Are you worthy of me explaining to you?" "

Click! Click!

The sound of countless pistols being loaded sounded!

A dozen black pistols were pointed at Ye Fanyu.

Uh-huh!

The cold sweat on Ye Fanyu's face fell on the spot, the flame on his index finger almost went out, and the stiff feeling of being pointed at a gun surged throughout his body.

It is true that he is a superhuman, but he does not have a body of steel. Being pointed at by more than a dozen guns at such a close distance, he will surely die.

Especially after he saw the eyes of those gunmen, he was even more terrified.

The rows of men in black stood straight like sculptures, all with expressionless faces, their eyes filled with coldness, their muscles tense, ready to pull the trigger at any time, the faint moonlight cast shadows on their faces, making their expressions even more cold and terrifying.