"Okay, stop inking, tell us to go down and take Panma and the two fakes with us, we'll set off immediately!"
An Ning looked at Jiang Zisuan with a strange look and started to lament something that he didn't understand. He looked at the time and gave instructions.
"Okay, I'll go right away...wait, no!"
"Leave now? Are you mistaken? It's raining heavily outside. It's too dangerous to go into the mountains now!"
Jiang Zisuan nodded subconsciously and walked towards the outside of the tent. He suddenly came to his senses and pointed at the gloomy sky and the pouring rain in shock.
In my impression, Aning is not that kind of reckless woman.
"I know, the problem is that this rain will last for a long time. We are already too late for a long time, and we can't delay it any longer!"
"If Hu Ming and the others are given another week or even two weeks, the day lilies may be cold!
Aning shook his head and said, the truth is this, it is indeed very dangerous to enter the primitive mountain forest during heavy rain.
"What the hell, that bullshit Thunder King God is useless. It's better for labor and management to worship him as a blessing!"
Wu Xie grinned and rebutted the seven people arrogantly.
Looking at the seven people in the center, the tyrannical red light in the eyes of the eighty-seven Mitras was even more intense, flashing with violent and greedy expressions, their ferocious little mouths grinning, and their deafening roars resounded through the hollows on the ground.
A piercing flash of sword light flashed across his head in a diagonal direction from top to bottom, passing through the head above his head with the force of thunder.
"Are you saying that the two of them can't embody the excellent qualities of ground workers? Be vigilant! Keep vigilant at all times, do you understand?"
"Is it your fault? How long has it been since then? Why are you still fighting against the landlords?"
"Brothers, it's time to prepare to fight!"
Aning's heart skipped a beat. He looked up and saw that the rock wall above his head had not yet cracked.
Aning and Hu Ming have been getting along for a long time. I always feel that this person is very evil and outrageous!
Several people looked back to back at the seven stone walls with vigilance, swallowing secretly, and the atmosphere instantly became dull and solemn.
But faced with such a dangerous situation, Wu Xie didn't panic at all. Instead, he felt cold-blooded for the first time in a long time.
It's just that, at this time, some people care about that, and even have time to wipe off the stains on their faces.
For modern people who have adapted to a small variety of entertainment activities, this is really not enough trouble.
The corner of Wu Xie's mouth curled up in a fierce arc, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
"Damn it, I feel like that guy Hu Ming had expected this rainstorm..."
"Fuck! Uncle, he did it for fun."
However, these people are afraid that they will die chatting!
After the trip to the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West, Aning had never been afraid to speculate on Hu Ming's thoughts with the greatest malice.
as well as...
At that moment, suddenly, the rock wall above their heads cracked open, and some rock fragments fell in the middle of the seven people!
A total of eighty-seven dark green Mithras were all crowded into that small space. The scene was indeed not shocking.
Keenly aware of the slight movement in the stone wall, Wu Xie's eyes flashed, he threw away the cards in his hand, picked up the sword, and his body was filled with cold and cold killing intent.
boom!
...
To be honest, if they didn't have that kind of small killing weapon in their hands, Aning and Fatty would have been fine if they faced eighty-eight Mitras that were comparable to small rice dumplings at the same time.
In the crack, a ferocious head covered with dark green scales crawled out. Its fangs dripping with saliva were now two fists away from Wu Xie's Tianling Gai!!!
"You've all taken care of yourself, so be careful, but don't let your carelessness be killed!"
Aning and Fatty looked at each other and threw away the cards with a small advantage with blank faces. They were very happy.
Looking at the green shadow getting closer and closer, a drop of hot sweat slipped from Aning's forehead, and he just held the pistol and engineer shovel in his hands.
The seven people stood up, picked up the semi-automatic rifle kindly provided by Wu Xie, unloaded the gun, and checked the condition of the gun.
As time passed, the subtle sounds in their ears became louder and louder. Through the rock wall, several people could almost see Mitra's ferocious green face.
It was Wu Xie who swung his sword immediately!
But as she said, they didn't have enough time to wait any longer.
"Gudong!"
After all, we are better than Big Brother and Shi Sheng.
...
"What he said makes no sense!??"
At the same time, the eldest brother, who was sitting quietly aside with the sword in his hand, opened his eyes, his fierce look flashed away, and walked to Wu Xie's side with the sword in his hand, speaking silently.
Immediately afterwards, the remains of the body with half of its head fell from the cave below, scattering the bonfire.
The weak heart pumps blood to the body for seven weeks, and the muscles of the whole body beat regularly. In just the blink of an eye, Wu Xie wakes up the sleeping body and adjusts it to its optimal state.
The time of Mitra's arrival was just as Shi Sheng expected, about ten days later. The shadow of Mitra could be seen on the stone wall of the cavity above where Wu Xie's seven people were.
The Mitra above the head was like a signal flare. At the same time, the seven surrounding stone walls cracked, and a total of eighty-seven ferocious figures crawled out.
During those ten days, the seven people really chatted to the extreme.
Is there a TV outside, is there a computer, and is there any cell phone signal?
"Seeing that his landlord is about to be overthrown by you two farmers, scoundrels can be that scoundrel, right?"
"coming!"
Just as Wu Xie said, now is not the time to fight desperately...
Don't ask, don't ask if it's because Wu Xie knows the art of transporting seven ghosts, or if it's because Wu Xie doesn't have a mysterious arms dealer friend!
Kakakaka...chichichichi...
After a while, the sound of a team gathering was heard in the tent.
After Jiang Zisuan left, Aning stayed alone in the tent and sighed.
At the last moment, half of his head fell to the ground, and small handfuls of dark green blood and gray-white viscous substance sprayed out.
Several people were not spared, and their bodies were instantly covered with smelly and viscous liquid.
As for where the semi-automatic rifle came from...
"Damn it!"
"Damn it, Fatty, you really suffered and stayed there!"
Cursing loudly, the fat man kicked over the statue of the God of Thunder...
Click, click, click...
This is the fake product mentioned by Hu Ming and Jiang Zisuan.
at that time!
That moment scared An Ning so much that he raised his gun to shoot based on his conditioned reflex.
Two angry and rebellious young voices were mixed in.
Fortunately, Wu Xie took out a deck of playing cards from his space.
The muscles in his legs suddenly exerted force, and Wu Xie rushed out first towards the Mitras behind his eyes!
