Chapter 5: Escape.

Xiao Fen frowned slightly and sat down noiselessly. Looking at the dim space before him, his brain began a new round of thinking.

“The danger has not been lifted. This is just the beginning, that much is certain.”

“The residents of a three-story house are at least the wealthy class, and the fact that this block is so desolate now is definitely related to the existence of these guys.”

“These guys will attack people who are alone. I must find a solution quickly.”

Xiao Fen lowered his gaze, only then realizing that he hadn’t looked at the newspaper snatched from the homeless man earlier. He lowered his head and leaned closer to look at the top of the newspaper. The corner of his eye jumped slightly.

November 5, 1888, London.

What did London in 1888 have?

Xiao Fen shook his head slightly. The book he saw earlier seemed to have records at the end, but now was not the time to consider these things. Because, following the direction he looked at the newspaper, he saw a completely split leather shoe. It was the shoe on the right foot.

Once upon a time, the owner wearing it had engaged in a struggle with certain enemies here. The shoe was also flung off. This Master was bound by ropes similar to the one just now, then crashed into several parts of the house while constantly struggling, and was slowly dragged down to the second floor. The long blood finger scratch mark between the second and third floors appeared during this process.

At the staircase entrance on the second floor, this Master attempted a final struggle.

He forcefully stood on his tiptoes, wanting to do something, but this was indeed the last struggle. The resistance lost its effect, and he was finally killed, then dragged away by that rope.

The handprint on the staircase railing leading from the first floor to the second floor and the footprints left on the second floor could prove this. That handprint was very large, and the toe prints were also very large. Such large footprints matched perfectly with the shoe before Xiao Fen’s eyes.

Xiao Fen let out a long breath. When these events were connected, the scene of that time quickly emerged in his mind.

A very tall and burly male entered from the back door of this room. When he went up to the second floor, perhaps due to his own body weight, he pulled the staircase railing, leaving his first trace there.

Just as Xiao Fen judged, this male chose the third floor as an observation point.

He stayed here, perhaps persisting for a few days or a few hours, before being discovered by those Monsters.

This male also realized this, and also realized that he might not survive, so he quickly hid the book, wrote the note, and placed this note in the trouser pocket inside the leather bag.

Some more power ful creature smashed the nailed door of this house. Ropes from the sky entered through the door, quickly reached the third floor, and engaged in a fight with this male.

Perhaps due to being outnumbered, or other reasons, this fight ended with the complete defeat of that burly male.

Some time later, other people came here. They rummaged through this male’s belongings but did not find the note. Their time might have been very urgent, so they were unable to conduct a further detailed search and left in a hurry, eventually allowing Xiao Fen to obtain the book.

Everything finally came full circle, but this did not solve any problems.

At the same time, the sound above Xiao Fen’s head had stopped at some point. The surroundings were incredibly quiet, as if nothing abnormal had ever happened.

This sudden silence made Xiao Fen’s hair stand on end. He didn’t even raise his head. He stuffed the book into his coat pocket, rolled on the spot, and behind him, with a “bang”, a white rope, as thick as a spider silk, slammed into the ground, smashing the leather bag on the ground to pieces.

Not only that, beside this rope, there was also a pitch-black figure, very similar to the homeless man just now. Its whole body looked to be in a swollen state, like food that a Spider hadn’t digested cleanly.

It moved on all fours, making a “hissing” sound, approaching Xiao Fen step by step.

This looked a bit like the “Chang Ghost” in the idiom “acting as a ghost for a tiger”. Before being completely digested, they turned into puppets controlled only by the ropes. Their future was eventually to be completely digested by the ropes.

Xiao Fen suddenly raised his head. Before that rope could rise again, his left hand had already grabbed the window frame. He used force suddenly and threw his body out of the window. His right hand immediately followed, grabbing the window frame. With a glance from the corner of his eye, his body swung significantly, then his hands suddenly let go. His whole body had already flipped onto the balcony of the second floor.

Behind him, that rope and that black shadow rushed out of the window together.

Without the protection of the rope, the black shadow had no pause in the air and fell heavily like a stone. Meanwhile, that rope rose up again and slowly turned its head towards Xiao Fen on the second-floor balcony.

Xiao Fen ignored the pain in his shoulder. With a leap of his body, he jumped out of the balcony railing. His body pressed against the wall. He walked a few steps along the wall line, did a beautiful side flip, and accurately landed on the support wood of another house.

This was a series of movements without any pause and without any prior practice. In a few seconds, Xiao Fen had moved himself away from the most dangerous place, and that rope hadn’t even reacted yet.

Of course, Xiao Fen would not tell this rope that this was called parkour, nor would he tell the rope that he had been secretly practicing parkour every day since he was Little Six. The complex street environment before him was simply like his home field.

Xiao Fen swept a glance at the rope that was starting to blur in the foggy night, daring not to stay at all. He ran rapidly upwards along the pillar supporting the dilapidated house.

The damp, rotting pillar below emitted a heart-palpitating “creaking” sound, as if it would be unable to bear greater weight in the next second and collapse.

However, Xiao Fen’s speed was much faster than what he usually displayed. In almost just a few seconds, he rushed to the top of the pillar. His body leaned slightly, latching onto the slightly tilted windowsill beside the pillar. His hands exerted force, pulling his body up. In the air, his body made a light tuck and turn. The next second, he had already pushed open the closed window and fell inside.

Protected by the thick clothes, this horizontal contact and slide against the second-floor ground was not too painful. For Xiao Fen, such pain was originally within his expectations.

He rolled on the ground and suddenly stood up. He looked left and right and temporarily found no danger, only wisps of fog permeating in from the window crack behind him.

Xiao Fen did not stop his footsteps. He knew very well that above this block, there was probably a huge Web. As long as he was still within the range of this Web, he was always in a danger zone.

He quickly ran down the stairs to the first floor. The layout was similar to the room just now. On the first floor of this room, there was also a kitchen, and behind the kitchen was a small door that was half-open and half-covered.

Xiao Fen ran quickly to the back door. He didn’t rush to open it immediately but instead calmed himself down and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Above his head, the rustling sounds were growing, but this sound actually made Xiao Fen breathe a sigh of relief.

Those ropes would maintain absolute silence before launching an attack on people. If that was the case, it only meant that at the back door, that huge Web did not yet have any attack targets.