Live expedition from tomb raiding

At this time, Fatty and Hu Bayi had already used up the bullets in their submachine guns and replaced them with shotguns. From two directions, bang bang bang, they fired at Headless Xian Wang's shoulders.

The impact of large-caliber bullets is very powerful.

Bearing this impact one after another, the headless offering to the old man Wang moved forward very slowly and with great difficulty.

Blink of an eye.

"What the hell, the bullets are so useless!" the fat man roared, throwing away the shotgun again, and replacing it with a pistol that hadn't had a chance to be used until just now.

clap clap clap!

It sounded like the sound of weak pistols firing, one after another.

"Grandma, it's really hard to compare people to people, and you have to throw away things when you compare goods. This pistol is useless at all!" The fat man cursed angrily.

At this time, Hu Bayi, who had also changed into a pistol, yelled, "Old Ding, the bullet from the pistol can't hold Mr. Xian Wang, it's coming to you soon, be careful!"

Ding Ze heard, "Don't worry!"

After the confident words came out, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

The gunfire stopped completely.

at the same time.

The old man Xian Wang, who had lost his suppression, suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, almost like a flying man, he rushed towards the flower tree where his head was.

Seeing this, Ding Ze took another deep breath, and subconsciously clenched some of the black gold short knives in his hands, followed, holding his breath, and concentrating all his attention.

At this moment, whether to talk or not, Ding Ze was really nervous.

After all, this old man Xian Wang is already so weird without a head. If he gets a head, his body will become complete...

Ha ha.

'Only one chance! '

'Must succeed! '

Silently recited a sentence, seeing the headless offering Wang Laoer, accompanied by the gust of wind, rushed to the side of the flower tree in a blink of an eye...

See this scene.

Ding Ze grinned, and then, while taking out a cigarette from his backpack, he joked to Hu Bayi, who also had a smile on his face.

"Old Hu, you finally got it right once, you did a great job!"

After finishing speaking, ignoring Hu Bayi's gloomy gaze, Ding Ze lit a cigarette, his eyes moved, and looked at the headless Xian Wang who was standing on the corpse cave who was striding towards death.

I see.

Obviously not affected by the feng shui situation of "Qinglong brushes, screens and horses", the headless king Laoer did not know what method he used to get back the arms and legs that were cut off by him before. body...

Moreover, in his right hand, he still holds that long knife that is as sharp and hard as the ancient black gold knife!

'What the hell, careless!If I knew it would become like this, I should have spent more time before and chopped it thoroughly! '

Ding Ze cursed silently, then swallowed a blood pill first, and then, while taking out the submachine gun and the last two magazines from his backpack, he charged at Hu Bayisan who was still staring at the corpse hole. The man said, "Old Hu, it's not the end yet, I'm afraid the old man Xian Wang will still make a fuss! You have to spread out to the side quickly!!"

Words come out.

Swish swish.

Hu Bayi and the others turned their heads and looked at Ding Ze. The relaxed expression on their faces was instantly replaced by solemnity.

Fatty was the first to make a sound, "Old Ding, you have a crow's mouth!"

As he spoke, the fat man turned his head abruptly again, looking at the corpse cave and Mr. Xian Wang.

at this time!

The headless Mr. Xian Wang suddenly jumped, jumped away from the gradually dying corpse hole, landed steadily, followed closely, without any hesitation, went straight to the position of the four of them, and rushed towards them!

When Ding Ze saw it, he immediately yelled, "Here we come! Spread away!"

The roar came out.

Hu Bayi and the others didn't dare to delay, they immediately got out of the way and quickly dodged.

"Damn, it's not over, right! Old Ding, Lao Hu, we have to beat this goddamn old man into mud today!" the fat man yelled.

When Ding Ze heard this, he pulled the trigger decisively, and at the same time roared back, "Hit him on the shoulder!!"

chug chug!

Under the sunlight, dense bullets shot out from three directions, hitting Mr. Xian Wang's shoulders hard.

Immediately.

Say hello!

It sounded like hitting a rock, and it resounded endlessly!

chug chug!

In the blink of an eye, a magazine was emptied.

Fortunately, because of the need to withstand the impact of the bullets, the headless sacrifice to Old Wang is still a little far away at this time... Therefore, there is time to change the magazine.

Ding Ze didn't ink any ink, and hurriedly reloaded!

For a moment, the smell of gunpowder smoke permeated extremely quickly.

"Fuck, what is this Mr. Xian Wang made of? Why is it like steel, so it can't be pierced!" the fat man roared angrily.

Hu Bayi followed up with a voice, "I'm almost out of bullets!"

Ding Ze held on to the trigger, because he had already had a fight with the old man of the headless Xian Wang before, so he didn't expect the bullet to kill the old man of the headless Xian Wang directly, so when he heard the fat man and Hu Ba If there is a word, he immediately replied.

"You continue to shoot and smash his shoulders as much as possible. This way, it will be easier for me to chop up later!"

chug chug!

When the last magazine was emptied, Ding Ze threw away the submachine gun without saying a word, drew out the black gold dagger, followed closely, and rushed to a flower tree with a height of more than two meters not too far behind.

503 The Caiyun Inn, Stealing a Half-Day Leisure in Floating Life

After a few jokes, the four of them dispersed without further ado, picked up some dead branches nearby, piled them up, lit a bonfire, and threw all the severed limbs of Mr. Xian Wang into the fire.