Xiao Fen frowned slightly, sat down quietly, looked at the dim space in front of him, and began a new round of thinking in his mind.

"The danger has not been lifted yet, it's just the beginning, and that's certain."

"The three-story house residents are at least wealthy, and the neighborhood is so desolate that it has nothing to do with the existence of these guys."

"These guys will attack the lonely people and must find a solution as soon as possible."

Xiao Fen lowered his eyes and realized that he had not read the newspaper he had just stolen from the homeless man. He lowered his head and leaned over to read the newspaper's eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes jumped slightly.

November 5, 1888, London.

What was London in 1888?

Xiao Fen shook his head slightly. The book he saw just now seemed to have been recorded at the end, but now is not the time to consider these things, because he saw a completely cracked leather shoe in the direction of reading the newspaper, which was the shoe on his right foot.

Once upon a time, the owner wearing it made a pulsation with some enemies here, and his shoes were thrown off. The owner was tied up with a rope similar to the one just now, and then he ran into several houses in constant struggle and was slowly dragged down to the second floor. The long bloody finger scratch between the second and third floors appeared in this process.

At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, the owner tried to make a final struggle.

He tiptoed hard, trying to do something, but it was indeed the last struggle, resistance lost its effect, and he was eventually killed and then dragged away by the rope.

The handprints on the handrails on the stairs leading to the second floor and the footprints left on the second floor can prove these. The handprints are very large and the toes are also very large. Such large footprints fit the shoe in front of Xiao Fen.

Xiao Fen breathed a long sigh. When these things were connected, the scene of the time quickly appeared in his mind.

A very tall and burly man entered from the back door of this room. When he reached the second floor, he pulled the handrail of the stairs due to his weight or something, and left his first trace there.

Like Xiao Fen's judgment, the man chose the third floor as the observation location.

He stayed here and probably stayed here for a few days or hours before being discovered by those monsters.

The man also realized this and realized that he might not be able to survive, so he quickly hid the book, wrote the note, and placed the note in his pocket in his leather bag.

A more powerful creature broke the nailed door of the house, and the ropes in the sky entered through the door, quickly came to the third floor, and fought with the man.

Maybe it was outnumbered, or for some other reason, the battle ended with the complete failure of the burly man.

After a while, some other people came here. They checked the man's relics, but did not find the note. The time for these people may be very urgent, so they could not conduct further detailed searches, so they left in a hurry, which eventually allowed Xiao Fen to obtain the book.

Everything finally got around, but this didn't solve any problem.

At the same time, the sound above Xiao Fen's head had stopped at some point, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if nothing had ever happened.

The sudden quiet made Xiao Fen's hair stand up. He didn't even look up, stuffed the book into the pocket of his coat and rolled on the ground. Behind him, a white rope as thick as a spider silk suddenly hit the ground, smashing the leather bag on the ground.

Not only that, next to this rope, there was a black figure, which was almost the same as the homeless man just now. His whole body looked swollen, like a spider that had not digested food.

It was on all sides and made a "hissing" sound, approaching Xiao Fen step by step.

This looks a bit like a ghost inside a tiger. Before it is completely digested, it becomes a puppet controlled by ropes, waiting for their future, and eventually it is completely digested by ropes.

Xiao Fen suddenly raised his head. Before the rope was lifted up again, his left hand had already grabbed the window edge, and suddenly used force to fit and knocked out of the window. His right hand grabbed the window edge, glanced at the corner of his eyes, and his body shook sharply, then his hands suddenly loosened, and his whole body had already turned to the balcony on the second floor.

Behind him, the rope rushed out of the window along with the shadow.

The black shadow was not protected by ropes, and there was no delay in the air. It fell heavily like a stone. The rope was lifted up again and slowly turned its head to Xiao Fen on the balcony on the second floor.

Xiao Fen didn't care about the pain in his shoulders. He jumped out of the balcony guardrail, his body leaned against the wall, and took a few steps along the wall line beside the wall. A beautiful side flip fell accurately on the supporting wood of another house.

This was a series of movements that had not been paused or performed in advance. In a few seconds, Xiao Fen let himself leave the most dangerous place, and the rope had not even reacted.

Of course, Xiao Fen would not tell this rope, it was called parkour, nor would he tell this rope. He has been practicing parkour secretly every day since Xiao Liu. The complex street environment in front of him was like his home court.

Xiao Fen glanced at the rope that began to blur slowly in the foggy night, and did not dare to stop at all, and ran upwards along the pillar supporting the dangerous house.

A heart-wrenching "squeak" sound was made under the damp and rotten pillars, and it seemed that they would be unable to bear the greater weight in the next second and collapse.

However, Xiao Fen's speed was much faster than he usually showed. It took almost a few seconds before he rushed to the top of the pillar, slightly sided his body, clasped the slightly tilted windowsill next to the pillar, exerted force with both hands, pulled up, and his body gently contracted and turned in the air. The next second, he had already rushed open the closed window and landed in.

With the protection of thick clothes, this time it was not painful to contact and slip on the ground on the second floor. For Xiao Fen, such pain was originally expected.

He rolled on the ground, stood up suddenly, looked around, and found no danger for the time being. Only wisps of mist were seeping through the crack of the window behind him.

Xiao Fen did not stop at this point. He knew very well that there might be a very huge spider web above this block. As long as it is still within the scope of this spider web, it will always be in the dangerous area.

He quickly ran down the first floor along the stairs, which was similar to the room just now. There was also a kitchen on the first floor of this room, and behind the kitchen was a half-open and half-closed door.

Xiao Fen ran a few steps and rushed to the back door. He did not rush to open it immediately, but calmed himself down and listened carefully to the movement outside.

Above his head, a rustling sound was expanding, but this sound made Xiao Fen breathe a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!