Why did Wu Sansheng travel all the way to this undersea tomb after twenty years?
Talking about the essence.
In fact, it’s just a play!
Twenty years later, a situation arises again, involving all forces at once... Of course, there is indeed a purpose to find Chen Wenjin.
But, there is a first and a last, there is a primary and a secondary, that can probably be said.
…..
After Ding Ze finished speaking, he stopped talking and said no more.
Wu Xie was silent, Menyou Ping was silent.
The fat man was even more confused. He couldn't figure out the mess and fell silent, not knowing what to say.
Silence spreads.
It took about half a cigarette to spread.
In the end, the fat man couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at the time and then moved his mouth, "I said, let's not speculate here."
"Let's make sure we survive on our own first. Otherwise, even if we guess some answers, what's the point?"
"Don't forget, we are still trapped here."
As he said that, the fat man turned his head and glanced at the darkness in the distance of the Robber's Cave, "I don't know where this Robber's Cave will eventually lead, so we'd better walk on first."
Words spread.
Menyou Ping and Wu Xie slowly relaxed their brows one after another.
Soon, they reached an agreement, and the four of them started to move, preparing to move.
At this moment, the fat man, who had been unconsciously rubbing against the wall of the cave just now, scratched his back with his backhand, "What's wrong with my back? Why is it suddenly so itchy? Are you itchy?"
While talking, the fat man rubbed his back against the cave wall again.
Hearing this, because he had felt a little itchy on his body before, Wu Xie immediately lifted up his clothes subconsciously and looked at the wound shot by the lotus arrow in the corridor.
"I feel a little bit too, but I don't feel it now... maybe it's because the air here is bad and you're fair and white, so you're allergic."
Fatty: "...What should I do? Do any of you have any allergy medicine? I can't hold on any longer. I feel like there are countless ants jumping around in my body. It's very heartbreaking!"
While talking, the fat man faced the wall and rubbed it again.
See the situation.
Ding Ze frowned slightly, knowing what was going on, so he moved the flashlight and shined it on the cave wall behind the fat man.
At this time, Wu Xie and Menyou Ping had already seen the blood on the wall of the cave where the fat man had rubbed it out, and they became serious.
One second later.
Three people, six eyes, could clearly see the fat man's back... a scene that can only be described as extremely disgusting!
"Hiss!!" Wu Xie couldn't bear it immediately and took a deep breath.
To be honest, at this moment, even if he knew what he would see, Ding Ze could not control his scalp numbness... After all, it was really so disgusting.
"Damn fat man!!" Wu Xie was disgusted, and his expression was a little distorted, "How long have you not taken a shower? You have white hair on your body! It's moldy!!"
Fatty: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o!! Damn it! Little comrade, please don't talk nonsense. I haven't bathed for only three days, five days at most? How could it be moldy?"
The fat man became anxious, feeling that Wu Xie was deceiving him, "Old Ding, little brother, what's going on with my back?"
Ding Ze couldn't bear to look at it anymore. After just one glance, he realized that his ability to withstand such disgusting scenes was really weak. He quickly moved his eyes to the side, not daring to look at it again.
"Fat man, Wu Xie is not joking. There is indeed mold on your back, piece by piece... just like the pork in the fucking market becomes moldy after being kept for a long time."
Fatty: "...Old Ding, what you said is true. I am a living person, not pork, so there is no possibility of mold! I must have been infected somewhere. Please help me find a solution!"
The fat man screamed. He couldn't stand the itching and reached out to scratch it again.
"Don't scratch," Menyou Ping said with a frown. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pressed on the side of a moldy area on the fat man's back. When his fingers tightened, a stream of black blood gushed out...
"Trouble, there is still something wrong with those lotus arrows before," said Menyou Piao, frowning even more tightly, "You are poisoned."
Fatty: "!!!! Damn it, Fatty, why is my life so miserable? I just barely escaped death, but now I'm poisoned again!"
It is one thing to be unbearably itchy, but another thing to be flexible in thinking.
No, after Fatty finished howling, he immediately reacted, "Wu Xie, weren't you hit by a lot of arrows? How come you weren't poisoned?"
Wu Xie heard that it was about the fat man's life, and maybe his own life. He didn't dare to delay, and quickly lifted up his shirt completely, "Brother, look at my back. Is it the same as the fat man's?"
"
Menyouping took a look and said, "Huh?"
The fat man couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned around and saw Wu Xie's situation as well.
"Damn it!!! This bastard Wang Zanghai is definitely targeting me!" He clearly saw that there were only some red spots on Wu Xie's back, and there were no white hairs or mold. The fat man was so angry that he started to curse.
Menyouping remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing that he was fine, Wu Xie instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, "Fat man, don't scream. Even if you are poisoned, it shouldn't be a big deal. Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive until now."
The fat man's body trembled when he heard the words, "That seems to be the truth, but this damn thing is itching like hell... It's just torture. You guys should think of a way. If it doesn't work, I'll follow Guan Gong's example of scraping bones to heal wounds. You guys?"
Someone cut off those pieces of my flesh!"
The fat man gritted his teeth and said extremely cruel words, "Anyway, I have a lot of meat, so just treat it as losing weight!!"
Wu Xie: "..."
Ding Ze: “…..”
A ruthless person, indeed a ruthless person!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ding Ze continued to look to the side, he really didn't want to see such disgusting things anymore... As for the situation on the fat man's back...
Soon Wu Xie will show off his power and make a lot of fun.
In this case... let's keep the life-saving pill for now, there is no need to take it out.
'I'm sorry, the plot requires it. Fatty, please bear with me a little longer.'
Ding Ze muttered to himself and continued to remain silent with a serious face, pretending not to know what to do.
When the fat man saw that the three of them didn't move, he was so itchy that he went crazy. "Don't stand still, I'm really thinking about committing suicide! Be careful and cut off the flesh quickly!"
"Fat man, stop talking nonsense! There is mold in several places on your back..."
The original plot is staged.
Seeing that Ding Ze and Men You Ping were both silent and looked like they had no idea, Wu Xie's thoughts began to race and he came up with an idea, "Turn over, I guess this isn't a big problem for you, it's probably just like a skin disease."
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"I just happened to bring some toner, maybe I can apply it on you."
Fatty: "????"
There was another burst of unstoppable confusion.
After being stunned, the fat man turned around and had something to say, "Little comrade, you are really a genius. You bring toner when you go out to fight? You must show me what else you have in your bag later."
"Stop being so verbose, you're almost dead and you're still talking so much!"
After Wu Xie said that, bah bah, he simply spit a few mouthfuls of saliva on the fat man's back.
Finish vomiting.
Wu Xie turned his head and smiled evilly at Ding Ze and Menyou Ping. At the same time, he stretched out his finger to his mouth, signaling the two to keep it secret.
The stuffy oil bottle saw...
Unable to hold back, he shook his head with a smile on his face.
What should be said should not be said.
The appearance of this smile is really rare, and just like Wu Xie thought in the original work... Menyou Ping's smile like this, even though it is just a faint smile, does suddenly add a lot of human touch.
"Be patient, it might hurt a little," Wu Xie said to the fat man with a bad smile.
Immediately, without ink stains, I put on my gloves, stretched out my hand to hold back my nausea, and prepared to smear the saliva...
"Don't worry, Fatty, I have never experienced any big storms. Don't say it hurts so little. Just cut off a piece of my flesh. Fatty, I promise you won't even blink...ah!!!!!! It hurts!!
!!!”
moment.
The screams like those of a slaughtering pig resounded!!!
It was like a giant hand hitting the fat man's bragging mouth hard!