Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother's golden silkworm worm Chapter 51
This pig-killing cry made my brain instantly heat up.
Turning around, I saw the fat woman who was as fat as a pig running hard on her short legs towards the living area on the right. It was a semi-open long hall with many doors inside. There were not many people, but there were still some.
The guards were gathering and chatting, and on the table not far from them, there were spears, blades and short bows. Before, we were invisible under the cover of Xue Rui, but now we were suddenly exposed to the sun and became invisible.
These guards, as well as the patrols who just turned a deaf ear to us, are the center of attention and the target of public criticism.
Misstep, really a misstep!
We only thought that our fellow prisoners were all victims captured by Sakurang, but we did not expect that the remnant members of the organization who were defeated in the internal struggle were also imprisoned there. If we had known her identity earlier, why would we be afraid of having another life in our hands?
What? It's a pity that the chess move was just one step away. The fat woman shouted like this, and Xue Rui couldn't continue. All the advantages disappeared immediately, and we were about to be surrounded by many enemies.
What awaits us here is a place of no return.
In an instant we figured out the reason. Without waiting for any greeting, the one-eyed man took a few steps forward, leaping into the air and instantly kicked out three times. All of them hit the screaming fat woman. That weighed more than 400 kilograms.
Hao Rou said nothing and fell heavily against the wall. With her as the center, a network of cracks appeared on the wall, and sand fell down.
By this time, we had been exposed, and people were rushing towards us from all directions.
But these people are just ordinary tribal warriors. Those black-robed wizards who worry us are high-level officials who don't need to watch out. The Japanese boy rushed forward crazily, and his three paper-style gods raised and fell with their swords, cutting them off one after another.
After several people were driven away, their movements slowed down. The people next to them also showed off their skills, and they were all capable of fighting, especially the two black and thin Muay Thai masters, who punched, kicked, kneed, and elbowed.
, biting with his mouth, fighting fiercely and with no taboos. He was like a tiger out of the cage, and he had the upper hand for a while.
Rushing to the intersection, Kato Haruji wanted to rush up the stairs in a hurry, but Sherry pulled me and ran to the left. Although I didn't know it, I knew there must be a reason here, so I followed closely. Sure enough, we didn't run for more than ten years.
Seconds later, I heard a wild beast-like roar from behind, and a huge wave of air spread rapidly, making my hair fly up. Then I saw a few Japanese boys and old monks running towards us in embarrassment.
Come.
What is it? I didn't have time to think, because three dangerous enemies had already appeared in front of me.
These are three short men, wearing black cages and thick leather belts around their waists. Their upper bodies are exposed, showing strong muscles. They look almost like humanoid tanks with extremely low chassis, and their eyes are sharp and flamboyant.
, standing domineeringly outside a gate for driving. Behind this gate is the weapons and ammunition depot that Xuerui mentioned just now.
Due to the ravages of time, those Japanese ammunition from the World War II era may have been emptied out long ago, but these three gatekeepers were fierce and tight. As soon as I approached, I was greeted by a jumping step and a horizontal kick. Before anyone arrived, the air
There was an explosion with a "pop". Such force made me want to fight back more and more fiercely. In terms of skills and boxing, I am not one-tenth as good as these people, but I have the golden silkworm Gu, my observation and agility.
If you think you are not inferior to such a master and give it a try, who is afraid of whom?
I twisted my waist and hips to avoid this tyrannical swing of my legs. I held my right hand half like a chicken claw and swung it downwards, hitting his crotch like a whip.
In the battle of life and death, I am not afraid of embarrassment. I used eight points of my strength in this stroke. If the stroke is successful, this person will definitely die.
Unfortunately, my sinister method didn't work. The man's legs were close together and his muscles were tense. He actually clamped my right hand tightly on his thigh, making it impossible to move. The other gatekeeper next to him quickly took action and punched me with both fists.
My head. I gritted my teeth secretly and raised my opponent "Ruda Pulling the Willow" across the air to block this fatal blow. However, the guy in the air released his hands and immediately turned his hands into claws and pointed at my face.
Bring it back.
These are all things that happened in an instant. At that time, the crisis was extremely serious.
At this moment, two black shadows flew past me, catching the attack of the two gatekeepers. The weight on my hand suddenly lightened, and then a waterfall of blood spurted out. I took the lower half of my hand and
Throwing his body towards the gate, it was the Japanese boy's paper shikigami who killed the vicious gatekeeper with a knife. In terms of force, they were all powerful characters, but when they encountered the shikigami, they were as fragile as paper.
After all, they chose the wrong target and the wrong battlefield.
The Japanese boy walked past me, yelled and walked straight to the door.
I looked back and saw that Xue Rui had just been nimble and erratic, and had stepped aside without being injured. He also ran forward. One of the two gatekeepers was beaten into a sack by the one-armed master's violent single-leg kicks.
The other one had all his limbs broken off by the one-eyed man, and then grabbed him and threw him back. I rushed into the iron door of the warehouse, and saw several corpses lying scattered at the door. Looking up, Britain
The photographer was licking the plasma on his sharp nails with his tongue, his expression indifferent. Looking at his bright red tongue twisting like a poisonous snake, I suddenly felt a chill behind me.
What a great master! What a high efficiency!
I tried my best to fend off the enemies, but these guys just ignored them and turned them over. If it weren't for the mystery of not being poisoned, I don't know what position I would have in their hearts. There is no golden silkworm.
Gu, everyone here is ten times or a hundred times better than me. They are all heroes for a while. But I am not discouraged. Since that summer of 2007, I have also changed.
Sooner or later, I will be more powerful than them.
As soon as I stepped into the iron gate, Kato Haruji shouted, and several people worked together to close the gate. The gears turned, and just as we fastened the gate, there was a huge impact on the door, and there was a loud bang.
Xiang. This gate was built according to war standards, because it was to prevent the enemy from seizing it. It was built very solidly and securely, but it was also convenient for us.
I asked Kato, who looked surprised, and he let out a sigh of relief and said he was a terrifying giant...
He didn't say much, but looked at the spacious space, which was as wide as several basketball courts, and said to look around to see if there was any way out or enemies. Then I remembered to look at the warehouse we were in: Sure enough, I
As expected, there were no arms and ammunition under the dome roof, but a large amount of wood, grain bags and barrels piled up, all of which were concentrated in the area on my left, and in more places, because there were only
There are a few oil lamps here on the porch, so they are plunged into darkness.
Xuerui's heavenly eye was very powerful. He stretched out his hand and said there was someone there. We looked up and saw that there was indeed a small room embedded in the mountain wall on the east side of the warehouse. The door was ajar and there was a slight
The light is revealed.
Almost as if they had heard the order, the two Muay Thai masters were like arrows from the string. They were dozens of meters away in an instant. They rushed into the room before the door closed. A few of us also chased after them, running.
At that time, I saw an image that I was very familiar with suddenly appeared in the tattered cassock of the old monk Batong in front of me, which was as tattered as a tablecloth: Monks generally don't have tattoos except for the scars on their heads. And I saw a black spider.
, appeared under Ba Tong's left rib.
Before we had time to think, we rushed to this room and saw four old monks in black cassocks lying on the ground with blood flowing out, while the two instigators were standing in front of a large pool in a daze. This is a very religious place.
The colorful small hall of the Buddhist hall, with a space of about a hundred square meters, is equipped with Buddhist altars, Xumi altars, flags, covers, sutra banners, lamps, flowers, incense, incense burners, gargantuan utensils and a huge stone tripod.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the pool in the middle.
This is a deep pool ten meters square, level with the ground. There are four futons in front of it. From the positions of the four dead old monks, you can imagine that they were praying and chanting here just now, and then they were decisively killed by the Muay Thai boxers.
If you kill these two bastards, don't you know the importance of keeping them alive? I felt a little annoyed. I walked in from the door and looked at the old monk lying at my feet. His skin was like the bark of a dead tree, and his hair and beard were all white.
color.
He was not completely dead, and his mouth was like a crab, spitting out bubbles like blood foam, and looking at us with dull eyes.
Then, a foot stepped on his slender neck, and he finally died. Kato Haruji looked back at me, smiled coldly, and said, don't think they deserve sympathy, remember, as long as they are
No one here is innocent. I lowered my head and ignored this guy. Xue Rui pulled me and said: "Brother Lu Zuo, that pool is too scary and the resentment is too heavy. Let's leave here, otherwise there will be disaster."
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I was stunned, took two steps forward and took a look, and almost vomited.
The liquid in this pool is not water as I imagined, but thick blood. You can't even notice it from a distance. But if you take a few steps closer, you can smell the strong smell of blood, which is extremely pungent. No wonder they have expressions on their faces.
So weird. And what makes me sick is that there is not only blood in this pool. There are many human limbs, beautiful female heads, slender white legs and hands folded together on the rolling surface of the water...
This is not a Buddhist temple, this is obviously an Asura hell.
The one-armed man was not shy, he reached into the blood pool and fished out a sticky left hand, then placed it on his missing arm, smiled, and threw it back into the blood pool, splashing all over the floor.
The blood caused his companion to scold him, while he laughed heartily; the old monk put one palm up in front of his chest, and then silently recited the scriptures; but the British photographer Will Gangro was calm and composed, and even showed a smile on the corner of his mouth
A hint of a smile.
Bang, bang, bang...
At this time, there was a huge banging on the door, each one louder than the last. We didn’t dare to stay any longer and hurried out the door. We saw several huge fist prints on the heavy metal door of the warehouse.
emerge.
This door...can't hold on for much longer?
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