Songs of the Dead

In the darkness, Jian Ning, holding a pump-action shotgun, leaned against the wall and gasped. From time to time, the low roars of demons and monsters could be heard outside. The abyss-like eyes opened, and the eye-catching red light penetrated the wall, and the monsters were marked one by one. Jian Fang's finger slowly pressed the trigger. The next moment, a pale shadow emerged from behind the wall, a cruel and sick smile appeared on Jian Ning's face, and the deafening gunfire shattered the long night. In this world full of foreboding and strangeness, courage means nothing.