The yellow-skinned one at the head is huge and has snow-white hair all over its body, like a mature mastiff, even comparable to a wolf king or a white leopard.
At this moment, the hairs on its neck stood on end, like steel needles, sharp and sharp.
The blood-red eyes stared at the three of them. Although they did not show their teeth, the invisible pressure surged over them like a tide, making the three of them full of vigilance.
"Chirp, chirp!"
These yellow-skinned men may have eaten corpses. Even if the leader was in front, he could not hide the primitive greed and malice in his eyes.
One by one they were lying on the ground, roaring harshly in their throats, their little eyes filled with eagerness and impatience for food.
Some of the larger ones even had tongues wagging out of the corners of their mouths.
As soon as the leader gave the order, he immediately rushed up and tore the three men into pieces for a feast.
Thick saliva dripped onto the ground, filling the tomb passage with a pungent stench.
Lin Yian looked at the large group of yellow-skinned people in front of him, and an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart. He couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck, why are there so many yellow-skinned people?"
His curses seemed to have touched the nerves of the yellow men, and they all bared their teeth, ready to attack in groups at any time.
Seeing these beasts acting like this, Lin Yi'an's anger grew stronger, "Fuck, do you really think I can be bullied?
"Damn it, those ghosts and ghosts are just bullying me, but you guys are also scaring me? Aren't they just a little bigger than the yellow-skinned people outside? Okay, today I will show you how powerful Mr. Lin is!"
He angrily took off the gas mask from his face and flicked it hard. The gas mask drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground with a dull sound.
Then, perhaps feeling a little stuffy, he took off the wig on his head, revealing a bare skull.
At this time, Lin Yian's eyes showed a ruthlessness like a desperado. He quickly assembled the cyclone shovel with skillful and decisive movements, "Brother Li, young protector, there are so many yellow skins, all of them have smooth and shiny fur.
If it were sold outside, it could be sold for a lot of money!"
It seems that in his eyes, these yellow-skinned men are not a terrible threat, but just some prey that can be exchanged for money.
Speaking of which, Lin Yian is right. The weasel is indeed a "treasure" all over its body. The skin can be made into leather clothing. The leather clothing is soft, smooth and very warm.
The tail hair can be used to make paintbrushes and ink pens. The so-called "wolf" in the wolf hair brush refers to the weasel, not the gray wolf that people think.
The hair on the weasel's tail is used to make the wolf brush. The hair on the tail is smooth and elastic, and can be used for both writing and drawing.
Xiao Chang waved the special Luoyang shovel in his hand and said with admiration: "Brother An is right, this yellow leather is indeed full of treasures. Before liberation, this thing could be exchanged for a lot of hard goods at a drug store or leather goods store.
As for currency, sugar, lump sugar, cakes, pastries, rice, flour, grains and oils can all be exchanged."
After a while, the "weapon" in Lin Yian's hand was assembled.
He twisted a long shovel blade that looked like a wild goose feather knife onto the handle of the shovel.
The length of the shovel blade is almost thirty centimeters, and the length of the shovel handle is one meter and a half. The combined whirlwind shovel blades are dazzling, glowing with a faint cold light in the weak light, making people shudder.
It is not much different from the weapons of those fierce generals of the Three Kingdoms, and is even more domineering.
"Die to me!"
Lin Yi'an walked a few steps quickly and gave a hard poke to a little yellow skin that was only three meters away from him. He arched his body, his hair stood on end, and was eager to pounce on him.
This poke was very accurate and sharp, and it penetrated the little yellow leather in one go.
Blood spattered, like a blooming blood flower, instantly dyeing Lin Yian's mouse clothes red.
The Mouse Clothing is by no means a deserved name. It is made of three layers of canvas, cotton and oilcloth. It is sweat-absorbent, wear-resistant, waterproof and anti-virus.
Some blood and water cannot penetrate at all.
It can only fall like drops of rain falling on an umbrella.
Before the remaining Huangpizi could react, Lin Yian turned around and immediately counterattacked.
He turned around first, as if he was about to walk back, but after taking only one step, he turned back and stabbed the other yellow leather man who had followed silently through him.
The first one was not completely dead yet, and kept struggling on the blade. The second one was impaled on the shovel. The two yellow-skinned ones were waving their limbs and tails and struggling and screaming together. The sound echoed in the dark tomb passage, which made people feel sad.
The yellow men who were about to pounce took a few steps back.
Lin Yian learned kung fu from an old martial arts master when he was in the village. His fists and feet were average, but he was quite talented with the stick.
It's easy to deal with these beasts with little intelligence.
However, this time he stung a hornet's nest.
There was a piercing scream from the yellow-skinned team. The scream was like the cry of a night owl, which made people's hair stand on end.
Especially the leader who looked like a white wolf. He waved his front paws, and immediately two yellow-skinned beasts screamed and rushed towards Lin Yi'an.
Lin Yian's eyes flashed, and he tightly held the cyclone shovel in his hand, preparing to face Huang Pizi's attack.
The two yellow-skinned men were coming fiercely and very fast, and they rushed in front of Lin Yian in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yian dodged sideways and avoided the attack of one of the yellow-skinned claws. The cyclone shovel in his hand was turned upside down, and with a muffled groan, the long-handled inverted hammer smashed the other yellow-skinned man's head to pieces.
His movements are agile and powerful, and every move is effortless, just like the violent aesthetics in the movie.
"What a bunch of losers!"
Although Lin Yian said it was a relief, in his heart he didn't dare to be careless at all.
Because the other yellow-skinned man who just rushed over did not retreat because his companion's head was shattered. Instead, he kicked the ground with his hind legs and used the force to swoop down and bite his neck severely.
Judging from his ferocious appearance, he is completely unafraid of death and fights for his life.
Peng!
As soon as he was halfway up the leap, the yellow-skinned boy was knocked away by a shiny Luoyang shovel.
His body first hit the stone wall of the tomb passage like a tennis ball, and then slowly slid to the ground. He vomited blood profusely. His cervical vertebrae were broken, his limbs twitched, and he saw that he could not survive.
It was Xiao Chang who took action this time. Judging from his strength, he was probably even more powerful than Lin Yian.
The yellow-skinned leader saw that four of his men had died in a short period of time, and a trace of physical pain appeared on his face. His eyes were full of anger and sadness, as if he was a general who had lost his trusted subordinate.
roar!
It let out a roar full of hostility, and the sound echoed in the ancient tomb like thunder. A group of yellow men behind it seemed to have heard the charge horn, and rushed towards Lin Yian together.
Nearly twenty yellow-skinned men were running together in the narrow tomb passage, making the ground tremble a little.
Lin Yi'an felt nervous, he was not like the God of War Lu Bu, who could block ten thousand people with one man.
Just as he was about to turn around to ask for help, before he could say anything, Li Jinyong threw a kerosene bottle over his head towards the group of yellow men who were rushing towards him.
Bang! The Molotov cocktail was ignited and hit the stone wall of the tomb passage. The kerosene in the bottle splashed and burned, forming a burning area of about four to five meters.
The flames are blazing, like a fire dragon, instantly devouring everything around it.
The high temperature and the splashing glass made the yellow-skinned ones at the front suffer a big blow.
Either it was stabbed by broken glass and turned into a hedgehog, or it turned into a ball of fire, or it was a hedgehog plus a fireball.
