Live expedition from tomb raiding

Poker Fing was the last to come up. With his skill, even if he was injured, as long as he didn't carry the half-dead Pan Zi on his back like in the original plot, he could easily come up at such a height.

"Quick! Let's go!" Poker Bottle urged.

Wu Xie's mouth moved, and he wanted to ask... This curious baby's problem is really terrible.

The fat man was decisive and straightforward, and with a flashlight on, he rushed forward.

When Ding Ze saw it, he didn't dare to waste time, and hurriedly ran forward.

The five of them ran forward all the way, and they didn't know how long they ran. They turned a few turns, and finally Pollen, who was running at the end, said, "Okay, the design of the stone road here is a bit weird, and it shouldn't be able to catch up in a short time. "

Absolute strength, in this environment, brings absolute trust.

When Boyouping said to stop, Ding Ze and the others immediately stopped.

At this stop, everyone realized that they were already sweating profusely.

'It will be a while before the plot continues. '

Ding Ze thought about it, but without making a sound, he just sat down on the ground, first took out water from his backpack, and drank half a bottle.

Then he took out another cigarette, lit one for himself first, and handed one to the fat man beside him.

When the fat man saw it, he didn't say anything, took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke, then he called out to Ding Ze, "Dude, is the gold touch symbol on your neck real or fake? "

Ding Ze: "..."

114 Monster, stench, run away! (4 more)

Ding Ze was dumbfounded for a while, and at the same time couldn't help asking himself a question.

'When did this fat man see it? '

'In the cellar?At that time, everyone's lives were at stake, and Fatty still had the energy to see this? '

"Then when you ran away just now? It should be impossible."

Thoughts were racing, and after much deliberation, it should only be time to take off his coat in the cellar.

But thinking about it this way, how is this fat man's brain circuit different from ordinary people?

Ding Ze was a little helpless. He suddenly thought of some women's concerns. For example, there was a man and a woman fighting next to him. When a man saw it, he would either pay attention to the reason for the fight, or expect the woman to have her clothes ripped off.

But the focus of some women may be... Hey, this woman has a nice hairstyle, and I can do it too... The clothes are also pretty, I don't know what it will look like on me.

At this moment, Ding Ze felt that Fatty's focus seemed to be similar to those women whose brain circuits were different.

"Fatty." After thinking for a few seconds, Ding Ze stopped thinking. Anyway, this result was exactly what he wanted. "Of course it's the real thing, but don't use your brains."

The unavailable is always in a commotion, and the favored have no fear.

This gold-touching talisman must be given to the fat man, but it is definitely not given in a hurry, but the fat man must be eager, eager, eager, and then give it.

"Look at you, you should measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." The fat man smiled, "Is my fat man like that kind of person?"

Ding Ze also smiled, "Very similar."

"..."

The fat man stopped talking, time passed slowly, after a while, maybe less than a minute.Suddenly, Wu Xie remembered something, and said to Fatty, "By the way, who the hell are you?"

As soon as the words came out.

As soon as the fat man moved his mouth, Poker Face stepped forward and made a gesture to stop talking.

next second...

giggle!

A creepy, penetrating sound came from the darkness on the other side of the passage!

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Hearing the sound, the fat man who didn't take the usual way immediately picked up the pan and put it on the ground. The short gun with only one glorious bullet pointed to the Poker Bottle, which seemed to mean: How about we fight it?

When Pokerfing saw it, he immediately waved his hand, and followed his instructions to let everyone follow his example, covered his nose, and turned off the miner's lamp.

The miner's lamp is turned off, and the light disappears.

The boundless darkness came back, enveloping the five people completely in an instant.

The five of them held their breath, and the sound of breathing disappeared, as if it had become a passage in the dark home court. For a while, only the slight beating of the heart could be heard, and... the sound of unknown terror approaching.

'clack! 'As the sound got closer, a very peculiar fishy smell became more and more obvious.

Ding Ze knew about this plot, but at this moment, he was also in a mess of nervousness... After all, this passage is not that spacious, even if he can fight now, in such a small place, and in such an extremely pure environment. In the dark, he couldn't use it.

It meant that he didn't dare to change this part of the plot, he could only wait.

Suddenly, the penetrating 'clack' sound disappeared, and only the beating hearts of the five people remained in the darkness.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... A few minutes should have passed, maybe it was extremely dangerous, and some kind of illusion had occurred.

In short, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Ding Ze has already clearly felt that the owner of the piercing voice is just above his head... That stench, like an air current, is blowing directly at his head.

He tried his best to keep still, he knew that the thing above would continue to move forward after a while, and then there would be a mutation!

this moment.

The live broadcast room has exploded as a matter of course.

Ding Ze couldn't turn on the light, and couldn't look up, so he really couldn't see what was going on above. He could only know that there was the monster who would face Wu Xie soon.

But in the live broadcast room, just about 3 minutes ago, the total number of sand sculpture viewers had exceeded [-] million, but they could clearly see...

It exploded!It exploded!Totally exploded!

In the middle of the night, no matter where you are, if you see the black technology live broadcast equipment, it seems to have some kind of evil taste, and the sand sculpture audience who gave a close-up of this monster is without exception, or scared the shit out of it , or at least the least, and the scalp is numb, and the cool air is inhaled.

"What the hell is this shit... I shouldn't look at this kind of thing..."

"The anchor who received a thousand knives, at least half of my soul was scared away, it scared me to death..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm going to wash the bed sheets soon, I don't have any new ones to change, it's the middle of the night, what should I do..."

The old Wang next door appeared again with precision: "Girl, come to my house, my big warm bed is waiting for you."

"Go away! Stinky bastard!"