Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Let's go! Let's take another look ahead."

Ji Haobo pretended not to see anything, picked up Yingzi and ran over the passage wall with incredible speed and agility.

Treading on the ground covered in filth, blood, and bits of flesh.

Fatty Wang and Lao Hu were stunned. Although the passage was not small, the huge carcasses of several prairie ground otters were smashed to pieces, and blood was flowing like a river.

Add to that the bats and the grenade explosions, and the entire passage was nothing short of a bloody hell; there was nowhere to put your feet on the ground.

This looks disgusting enough, let alone having to step over it.

Fatty Wang covered his nose, turned to look at Old Hu, and said with eager eyes:

"Old Hu, why don't you carry me across too?"

"Get lost! How the hell could you say such shameless things?"

Old Hu's face darkened, and he refused without thinking. He felt that the fat man's words were even more disgusting than the scene before him.

But Fatty Wang showed no remorse whatsoever, and instead retorted with righteous indignation.

"I can't bring myself to say it. Should I go through fire and water for my brothers?"

"You're backing down because of a little bit of filth blocking your way? I guess I misjudged you."

But Fatty Wang soon reaped what he sowed, because Old Hu had already jumped onto his back.

"Ha, you say you'd go through fire and water for your brothers, but if you back down at the slightest bit of filth in your way, then I've misjudged you."

On the other side, Ji Haobo and Yingzi were being examined by the space carved out by the prairie ground otter.

Then they saw Fatty Wang, with a mournful face, carrying Old Hu, who was grinning broadly, as they shakily walked over from the deep flesh and blood at his ankles.

"Fatty, good brother, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. If something like this happens again, I'll come to you again."

Old Hu jumped off Wang Pangzi's back and patted him on the shoulder with a big smile;

Completely oblivious to the fact that Fatty Wang was stunned by his own shamelessness.

Seeing Wang Pangzi's face turn from red to black, Ji Haobo couldn't help but add fuel to the fire with his joke.

"Hahahaha... Fatty, as long as you're willing to suffer losses, there will be endless losses waiting for you ahead!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Yingzi and Lao Hu couldn't help but laugh out loud when they heard this, which made Wang Pangzi's face even more gloomy.

Just as they were joking, they heard a noise coming from the passage ahead, and they turned to look.

The little prairie ground otter that had originally run away seemed to be chased by something, and it ran back in a panic.

When it saw Ji Haobo, this demon, it was so terrified that it stood there frozen in place, unable to move.

Seeing this, Fatty Wang and Lao Hu were about to shoot it and kill it, but Ji Haobo waved his hand.

"Never mind, I don't know about this either. It was something the Japanese developed back then."

It escaped from outside later; if we kill it, it might become extinct.

Although the plot says that this thing is a prairie ground otter, Ji Haobo feels that it is a mutated groundhog.

Since there were no more card draws, he was too lazy to completely wipe them out, but he was a little curious about what was chasing after it.

After a series of flapping wings and squeaking sounds, many more bats flew in.

Compared to the previous wave, the bats now are all the size of a hen, and there's even a huge one looming in the back.

With the appearance of these things, amidst the noisy "squeaking" sounds, there was an invisible sound wave that made Lao Hu and his companions dizzy and nauseous.

Ji Haobo frowned. He was fine, but the others looked pale. He immediately gathered his energy in his dantian and roared forward.

"Roar…"

A tremendous sound, like the roar of a lion in a martial arts novel, drowned out the sounds of the bats ahead and echoed through the passage.

Then, two knives appeared in Ji Haobo's hands, and with a flash, he rushed towards the swarm of bats.

The two knives transformed into countless afterimages, moving with his figure, spraying blood wherever they passed, and the mutilated corpses of bats falling to the ground.

Although he didn't know any ambidextrous fighting techniques, his internal martial arts at the Dan-embracing realm gave him a profound level of self-control.

It has even begun to touch upon the nihilistic spiritual realm, so wielding the two knives is as easy and effortless as using one's own limbs.

Moreover, as Ji Haobo poured in his strength, the blade vibrated at a high frequency, producing a sharp whistling sound.

This high-frequency screech disrupts and masks the ultrasonic waves, instantly blinding the bats that cannot locate it.

Some bumped into the wall, while others bumped into each other.

Large numbers of bats kept falling from above the passageway, only to become victims of the blade before they even hit the ground.

In less than two minutes, piles of corpses appeared on the ground, and not a single one was flying anymore.

However, at the very end of the passage, hanging upside down was a huge creature, more than a meter long, like an adult hanging there.

This guy is clearly the Bat King. Disturbed by the sound of the sword, he is constantly turning his head, emitting silent sound waves.

Faced with such an easy target, Ji Haobo didn't hesitate to sheathe his knife and take out his revolver to finish it off.

"boom…"

After a gunshot, the headless corpse sprayed blood and then fell from above, crashing to the ground.

"Fatty, Lao Hu, come help us. Pick out the bigger, fatter ones and process them."

Ji Haobo waved behind him, then walked to the Bat King's side, took out a dagger, and began to skin him.

When Wang Pangzi and his friends heard the shouts, they rushed over and couldn't help but laugh when they saw that the bat on the ground had a head that looked like a pig.

"Wow! Mr. Bo, this bat looks like a pig, it'll probably taste pretty good."

"This is called a pig-faced bat. It's extremely ferocious; it not only sucks the blood of cattle and sheep, but sometimes it even attacks people. I've heard of it before in Inner Mongolia."

"Hey! What goes around comes around! They harm ordinary people, so we not only eat meat, but we're also ridding the people of this scourge...blah blah blah!"

Wang Pangzi is such a chatterbox, he keeps muttering to himself.

Ji Haobo and Yingzi couldn't stand him anymore, so they picked up the bat and went to deal with it.

The group spent over an hour picking and choosing, processing more than two hundred animals by removing their heads and tails.

This was mainly thanks to Ji Haobo. He could wield a dagger with incredible skill, and his handling of the bat was so skillful it could be described as a master butcher carving up an ox.

Although there was no water here, it was not a problem for him at all. With just a slight exertion of his strength, all the bloodstains were cleaned up.

"Phew... Slaughtering pigs is a really tiring job!"

Fatty Wang straightened up, feeling aches and pains in his back. He wiped his dirty hands on his body and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He doesn't care anymore. Anyway, he made a lot of money this time, and he'll throw away all those outdated clothes when he gets back.

I was just discussing with Lao Hu that we should also buy a leather jacket like Bo Ye's.

The reason is simple: according to him, they are all part of the same gang, so their styles must be consistent.

Just then, a sinister "hee-hee" sound suddenly rang out from ahead.

The group looked up and saw the figures of two children flash by.