Godslayer In the Comic World

  Chapter 18 Clank and Iron

   Sarah's heart suddenly tensed up.

  She habitually pressed the switch of the living room light by the door.

"Snapped!"

  No response, the light is broken again.

  The voltage in this broken apartment is unstable, and electrical damage is common.

   Just as her eyes were focused on the figure behind the curtains, the street lights outside kept flickering, and it seemed that the shadows of the furniture in the room bathed in intermittent lights suddenly elongated.

  The light and shadow of the electric light kept flickering. The next second, the street lamp seemed to be unable to hold on, and there was an electronic whine. Immediately, most of the light in Sarah's house disappeared, leaving only the night wind blowing in through the open window and raising the curtains.

At two o'clock in the morning on the edge of the Upper East Side of Gotham City, there may still be brilliant lights in other places, but in this boundary district between the slums and the bustling city, everything is dark and quiet, and even the windows don't know when they will change. It is like the mouth of a ferocious beast that chooses to devour people.

  Just now Sarah shouted softly, but the other party didn't answer. She could only be sure that the person behind the curtain was definitely not an illusion she saw.

   "Huhu—"

  The other party's breathing was dull and hoarse, which aroused Sarah's inner fear of the unknown and her terrifying imagination of the indescribable. A heart-warming chill ran from Sarah's tailbone to the back of her head, causing goose bumps all over her body. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her face had turned pale with fright.

  The only thing that supported her to run without turning her head was the body outline that was very similar to her.

   Didn't approach, she bent her knees slightly, ready to jump backwards out of the door behind her, and called softly again: "Daina, is that you?"

   This time, the other party finally responded.

   "Sarah..."

  The familiar yet unfamiliar voice didn't sound like a response, but more like a scream of despair.

   This is not my sister's voice!

  Why does it sound more like... Sarah's own voice?

  Sara didn't blink her eyes, and secretly changed her bag to her left hand, and on her right hand, she touched the T-stick she had hung behind the gate all year round.

  In this dilapidated apartment, she met more than once a crazy homeless man who got drunk in the middle of the night and knocked on the door from house to house.

  Sarah's heart was beating wildly, and the tension brought about the acceleration of blood flow in the blood vessels. She tried to calm down her breath and opened her eyes wide.

   It's so hard to die, at this moment, not only a gust of wind blows into the room, blowing up the curtains. Coincidentally, the moonlight also peeked out from the clouds.

  By taking advantage of the still bright moonlight, Sarah finally saw that 'person'.

No!

  She is no longer a person.

  Let's ignore her half of her pale face without a trace of blood. All Sarah's attention is attracted by the completely rotten right half of her face.

   What a terrible face that is!

  The face was completely gone, and what was exposed was the dry eyeballs like dead fish eyes, the blackened cheek muscles, and the disgusting gums with a few broken teeth.

  Her left chest has been completely rotted, not only revealing a terrible cavity, but even faintly seeing the light behind her through her body.

   Zombies! ?

  The most outrageous thing is that the half of the intact face of this female zombie is actually her Sarah Lance's!

   "Ah—" Even if she has a good force, even if she lives in the daily life full of violence and death in Gotham City, after all, Sarah in this life is just an ordinary person.

   This terrifying face immediately aroused her stress response, kicked her left foot suddenly, and she kicked a round stool facing the gate, and she flew towards the opponent with a roar.

  It was just a flying stool that was enough to smash an ordinary person to pieces. Just as it flew in front of the female zombie, the monster suddenly swung its bony left claw and slapped the wooden stool to pieces!

  The aura of fear filled Sarah's chest in an instant.

  She could completely imagine that if she didn't do something, in the next round, this **** zombie would tear her body apart and eat her flesh and blood.

   Without even half a second of hesitation, Sarah looked at the female zombie jumping up, pulled violently, and threw out the entire one-and-a-half-meter-high shoe cabinet next to the door.

   "Boom!"

   Another blow to the shoe cabinet.

   Anyway, the tragic death of the shoe cabinet bought Sarah a second, and she exited the room without looking back. Instead of heading towards the stairs, he swooped towards the window at the end of the corridor, jumped out of the window that was only about half a meter long and wide, jumped from the third floor to the ground, adjusted his posture in mid-air, and hit the ground Three front somersaults.

   Turn around!

   I saw that zombie was unluckily stuck in the window, and her uncoordinated limbs slammed into the window frame, making a loud noise.

  The lights in several rooms of the apartment building came on, then quickly turned off.

  In the poorest parts of Gotham City, the most unreliable people are your neighbors.

   Does anyone know that any loud noises in your room are the result of a bad domestic violence? Or a **** purge of local gangs? Or a failed arrest by a crappy cop?

  In short, they made every effort except saving his life, and provided all support except practical help.

  Besides myself, the only thing I can rely on is my close relatives.

   Seeing that the zombies couldn't catch up for a while, Sarah ran vigorously, and at the same time took out her mobile phone to call her sister.

   "Quickly answer! Quickly answer! Quickly answer the phone! Damn old lady—"

  Sarah nearly cried.

Of course she knew that the old sister went to Dubai with the mysterious rich second generation, regardless of whether the old sister could fly on the branch and become a phoenix, just because the old sister mentioned that it might be the black mask made by Ang, she put the old sister Treat it as a lifesaver.

   At this moment, a second loud noise came from behind Sarah, and the female zombie crashed into the window sill on the third floor of the apartment building and jumped down.

  Among the wood chips and glass shards that exploded in the sky, many of them were stuck on the body of the female zombie, but she didn't realize it, and stepped heavily on the ground, even smashing several old sidewalk floor tiles.

  Looking at Sarah who had already soared a hundred meters away, the female zombie chased after her with uncoordinated steps.

  Sara heard the sound, turned her head suddenly, and found that the monster was relentlessly chasing after her, and she was even more afraid.

  Finally, the phone was connected.

   "Sarah? What a coincidence, I just got off the plane." Dana was stunned by her sister's screams as soon as she answered the phone.

   "Sister! Come and save me! There is a zombie that looks like me chasing me! That thing can call my name, and it probably came for me."

   Sarah's screams on the phone are heard on Black Canary's phone.

   Normally, Ange would not care about it.

  As a time traveler, he is sensitive to the huge crisis hidden in Sarah Lance's words.

  Black Canary saw Ange approaching seriously, and immediately realized something, and raised his voice.

   "Sarah, are you kidding me?"

"What a fart joke! Fxxk! If you don't come to save me, just wait to collect your sister's body. Oh my god! It's a zombie, maybe I will become a monster like that if I get bitten. Look at me For your sake, save me." Sarah screamed loudly.

"Where are you?"

"I was at home just now, I can't wait for the police, and I don't know how to contact Batman. How about I lure that monster to the old place where we used to hide and seek, and you bring your invincible boss here." Sarah spoke very fast Hurry up, there was the sound of her panting, the sound of things being destroyed not far away in the background, and occasionally one or two strange growls.

  Ange snatched the phone from Black Canary: "I'm Ange."

   "Boss! Save me! As long as you save me, let me do anything!"

   "Good! I'll be there in ten minutes."

   "So fast!?" This time, even Sarah was shocked.

  Cut off the phone, and Ange's sight fell on a helicopter not far from the Gulfstream aircraft, which was ready to take off.

  He led the people over without saying a word.

   "I have requisitioned this plane!" Angra opened the hatch and went up.

  The pilot was dumbfounded, but as a professional pilot with principles, credibility, and professional ethics: "Sorry! Sir, this plane was ordered by Mr. Dupont, you have no right to..."

   Before he finished speaking, Louis next to Anger opened the chained suitcase in his hand very vigilantly. Ange took out two stacks of [Franklin] from inside very smoothly and threw them at the pilot's face.

   "Alright! Boss, where are you going?"

  There is no beauty in professional ethics! ?

  (end of this chapter)