Everyone's faces changed instantly. Pan Zi took them over and smelled them. Then he thought of himself wearing a gas mask, and pinched them with his hands and said: "It's warm, he's still just shot out of the gun's chamber.
Someone really arrived first?Xiaohua is with them too?
Pan Zi said: Light a fire and see what else is around?
Zhang Rishan immediately started cold fireworks and made the lighting force.
A group of people looked around and the hall was in chaos.
They scattered and soon found a large string of continuous firing holes on a pillar, and went straight to it.
It seemed that something was coming down the pillar, and the bullet followed it and swept it down.
Pan Zi walked up, looked at the bullet hole, dug it out, and shook his head and said: No, on the contrary, look at the angle of the bullet's deviation, the muzzle was swinging upward along the pillar.
Fatty Wang used a flashlight to illuminate the bullet hole, looking bit by bit, and finally saw a high beam on the beam. He immediately saw a black shadow hanging from it.
Looking at the shadow posture, it should be a dead person, as if he was from a third party, because Zhang Rishan saw an automatic rifle hanging on his shoulder, and his whole body hung there powerlessly.
Everyone was shocked and didn't understand why this person died on the beam. They immediately shone it with a flashlight and saw the man's face.
The man died, wearing a small nasal gas mask on his face (this thing is very advanced, very light in weight, and the effect is better than that of Wu Xie and the others). Judging from the shape of his face, he should have Slavic blood. I don’t know how he died, but his eyes were so big that he was so big that he could not see his expression because of the mask.
The body was hung from a hanging beam by something, and the distance was too far, and I don’t know if it was a rope.
A few people wanted to climb up and stopped Pan Zi. This person died so strangely, there must be a problem.At this time, Fatty Wang patted Wu Xie and pointed to other parts of the beam: Everyone, there is more than one.
Everyone immediately looked over and saw that there were six or seven corpses hanging on the other side of the beam above, all hanging on the air, like hanged ghosts.
These people were all in hiking suits, and they were all hung with extremely powerful automatic rifles. This made everyone feel a strange feeling. The automatic rifle has a strong destructive power. With this thing in hand, Zongzi couldn't bear more than a dozen bullets. What killed them? And even if there was a gun battle here, how could these corpses run to the beam?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was wrong. I realized that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. Wu Sansheng immediately asked everyone to pass through the door hall as soon as possible. This place was really evil.
But when he turned around, he found that Fatty Wang was missing. He called the flashlight and found that Fatty Wang was climbing up the beam at some point while he was stepping on the statue on one side.
What are you doing?Get off now!Wu Xie screamed anxiously.In such a situation, he would actually climb up the beam. I really don’t know how his brain grew.
Fatty Wang ignored Wu Xie. He was very quick and had already reached the crossbar in just a few steps. He turned around and said: Why are you panic?You Fat Master, I am not a three-year-old child. If something is wrong, I will naturally come down.
As he said that, he walked along the crossbar and towards the body closest to him.
Wu Xie woke up and knew that the fat man was targeting the automatic rifle. This guy didn't have a gun in his hand and was uncomfortable all the way. Now he was not excited to see such a good gun.
He was used to this guy's disorganized and undisciplinedness. Even if he was so angry that he was so angry that he had no choice but to do anything to him.
Fatty Wang walked a few steps carefully. He was very heavy. The eaves of the entire door hall were shaking along with his steps, making an unsettling sound, and a large amount of broken wood chips fell off from it.
Others who were conditioned reflexes would step back, for fear that the fat man would break down the entire structure above his head.
Pan Zi patted the trash on his body and cursed: "Don't wait for me to be more careful, don't wait for us to ruin you."
Fatty Wang made an apologetic gesture and walked to the edge of the corpse. The first thing he did was to hook the automatic rifle on the corpse, get it, immediately retract the bullet, then throw it to Pan Zi from above, and then pick up the bullet bag on the corpse.
I carried it on myself and finally went to see the corpse.
Wu Xie watched the fat man take off the gas mask of the body bit by bit.
Inside the mask was a middle-aged foreigner's face, with a twisted face, a blue face, and a bizarre mouth, as if he was screaming when he was dead.
Death should be instant, so the expression when death freezes so strongly.
Wu Xie saw this face turned blue and shouted: Don’t touch him, look at his face, he should have been poisoned to death.
Fatty Wang nodded and put on gloves.Then I went to see the "rope" hanging on the corpse. These people would definitely not be hanging on it themselves. So what happened to these ropes?Everyone wants to know.
However, the fat man looked up and looked confused.
Wu Xie asked: What did you find?
Fatty Wang said: These fucking seem to be hair...
hair?
Fatty Wang nodded and said: He is still very fucking long, why are these people all women?
Fatty Wang lifted the body a little, no... This hair came out of his neck, not his hair. Damn, is it his shark?This foreigner is so powerful, his crunchy hair is so long.
As he said that, he had already taken out a dagger and wanted to cut off the dead man's hair and put the body down for me to see.
But he slashed the dagger twice, but the hair did not break, as if it was very tough. He took out the lighter and wanted to burn it.
Seeing this, Wu Xie thought to himself that I didn't want to see such a corpse, so he shouted at him: Forget it, I'm not interested in seeing the corpse. You come down quickly and stop doing it. If it's poisonous, it will be troublesome.
Fatty Wang thought about it, so he put away the lighter and replied: Wait a little longer, right away!
As he said that, he ran towards another corpse. It seemed that he had a gun and didn't want to let go.
Wu Xie looked at the corpse without any danger, so he stopped him. He still acted the same way. He hooked the gun down at the edge of the corpse and threw it to himself, and then wanted to pick the bullet bag of the corpse. At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly saw the hand of the corpse and suddenly moved.
Wu Xie's mind tightened and suddenly realized something was wrong. The fat man was about to take off his gas mask. Wu Xie hurriedly shouted: Wait!This seems to be alive!Don't take off his mask!
Fatty Wang said: Really?
As he said that, he pressed the pulse of the corpse and his face changed. He hurriedly took out a lighter and burned the "hair" on it. The corpse fell off the beam immediately. Pan Zi and Zhang Rishan immediately caught him and put it on the ground.
Zhang Rishan put on his gloves and flipped his neck, and saw that the hair with the body hanging on him seemed to have grown from the man's back.
Zhang Rishan rolled his eyelids again, shook his head and said: I'm not dead, but it's almost done, my pupils have almost dilated.
Wu Xie looked at the man who seemed to be a Chinese and asked habitually: Is there any help?
Zhang Rishan shook his head: We don’t have to save him. First, we can only let him hold on for a while, which will make him feel even more uncomfortable when he dies. Second, we will take him away with trouble.
Then he is not dead yet, it seems that it is not good to leave him here, right?
Someone really arrived first?Xiaohua is with them too?
Pan Zi said: Light a fire and see what else is around?
Zhang Rishan immediately started cold fireworks and made the lighting force.
A group of people looked around and the hall was in chaos.
They scattered and soon found a large string of continuous firing holes on a pillar, and went straight to it.
It seemed that something was coming down the pillar, and the bullet followed it and swept it down.
Pan Zi walked up, looked at the bullet hole, dug it out, and shook his head and said: No, on the contrary, look at the angle of the bullet's deviation, the muzzle was swinging upward along the pillar.
Fatty Wang used a flashlight to illuminate the bullet hole, looking bit by bit, and finally saw a high beam on the beam. He immediately saw a black shadow hanging from it.
Looking at the shadow posture, it should be a dead person, as if he was from a third party, because Zhang Rishan saw an automatic rifle hanging on his shoulder, and his whole body hung there powerlessly.
Everyone was shocked and didn't understand why this person died on the beam. They immediately shone it with a flashlight and saw the man's face.
The man died, wearing a small nasal gas mask on his face (this thing is very advanced, very light in weight, and the effect is better than that of Wu Xie and the others). Judging from the shape of his face, he should have Slavic blood. I don’t know how he died, but his eyes were so big that he was so big that he could not see his expression because of the mask.
The body was hung from a hanging beam by something, and the distance was too far, and I don’t know if it was a rope.
A few people wanted to climb up and stopped Pan Zi. This person died so strangely, there must be a problem.At this time, Fatty Wang patted Wu Xie and pointed to other parts of the beam: Everyone, there is more than one.
Everyone immediately looked over and saw that there were six or seven corpses hanging on the other side of the beam above, all hanging on the air, like hanged ghosts.
These people were all in hiking suits, and they were all hung with extremely powerful automatic rifles. This made everyone feel a strange feeling. The automatic rifle has a strong destructive power. With this thing in hand, Zongzi couldn't bear more than a dozen bullets. What killed them? And even if there was a gun battle here, how could these corpses run to the beam?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was wrong. I realized that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. Wu Sansheng immediately asked everyone to pass through the door hall as soon as possible. This place was really evil.
But when he turned around, he found that Fatty Wang was missing. He called the flashlight and found that Fatty Wang was climbing up the beam at some point while he was stepping on the statue on one side.
What are you doing?Get off now!Wu Xie screamed anxiously.In such a situation, he would actually climb up the beam. I really don’t know how his brain grew.
Fatty Wang ignored Wu Xie. He was very quick and had already reached the crossbar in just a few steps. He turned around and said: Why are you panic?You Fat Master, I am not a three-year-old child. If something is wrong, I will naturally come down.
As he said that, he walked along the crossbar and towards the body closest to him.
Wu Xie woke up and knew that the fat man was targeting the automatic rifle. This guy didn't have a gun in his hand and was uncomfortable all the way. Now he was not excited to see such a good gun.
He was used to this guy's disorganized and undisciplinedness. Even if he was so angry that he was so angry that he had no choice but to do anything to him.
Fatty Wang walked a few steps carefully. He was very heavy. The eaves of the entire door hall were shaking along with his steps, making an unsettling sound, and a large amount of broken wood chips fell off from it.
Others who were conditioned reflexes would step back, for fear that the fat man would break down the entire structure above his head.
Pan Zi patted the trash on his body and cursed: "Don't wait for me to be more careful, don't wait for us to ruin you."
Fatty Wang made an apologetic gesture and walked to the edge of the corpse. The first thing he did was to hook the automatic rifle on the corpse, get it, immediately retract the bullet, then throw it to Pan Zi from above, and then pick up the bullet bag on the corpse.
I carried it on myself and finally went to see the corpse.
Wu Xie watched the fat man take off the gas mask of the body bit by bit.
Inside the mask was a middle-aged foreigner's face, with a twisted face, a blue face, and a bizarre mouth, as if he was screaming when he was dead.
Death should be instant, so the expression when death freezes so strongly.
Wu Xie saw this face turned blue and shouted: Don’t touch him, look at his face, he should have been poisoned to death.
Fatty Wang nodded and put on gloves.Then I went to see the "rope" hanging on the corpse. These people would definitely not be hanging on it themselves. So what happened to these ropes?Everyone wants to know.
However, the fat man looked up and looked confused.
Wu Xie asked: What did you find?
Fatty Wang said: These fucking seem to be hair...
hair?
Fatty Wang nodded and said: He is still very fucking long, why are these people all women?
Fatty Wang lifted the body a little, no... This hair came out of his neck, not his hair. Damn, is it his shark?This foreigner is so powerful, his crunchy hair is so long.
As he said that, he had already taken out a dagger and wanted to cut off the dead man's hair and put the body down for me to see.
But he slashed the dagger twice, but the hair did not break, as if it was very tough. He took out the lighter and wanted to burn it.
Seeing this, Wu Xie thought to himself that I didn't want to see such a corpse, so he shouted at him: Forget it, I'm not interested in seeing the corpse. You come down quickly and stop doing it. If it's poisonous, it will be troublesome.
Fatty Wang thought about it, so he put away the lighter and replied: Wait a little longer, right away!
As he said that, he ran towards another corpse. It seemed that he had a gun and didn't want to let go.
Wu Xie looked at the corpse without any danger, so he stopped him. He still acted the same way. He hooked the gun down at the edge of the corpse and threw it to himself, and then wanted to pick the bullet bag of the corpse. At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly saw the hand of the corpse and suddenly moved.
Wu Xie's mind tightened and suddenly realized something was wrong. The fat man was about to take off his gas mask. Wu Xie hurriedly shouted: Wait!This seems to be alive!Don't take off his mask!
Fatty Wang said: Really?
As he said that, he pressed the pulse of the corpse and his face changed. He hurriedly took out a lighter and burned the "hair" on it. The corpse fell off the beam immediately. Pan Zi and Zhang Rishan immediately caught him and put it on the ground.
Zhang Rishan put on his gloves and flipped his neck, and saw that the hair with the body hanging on him seemed to have grown from the man's back.
Zhang Rishan rolled his eyelids again, shook his head and said: I'm not dead, but it's almost done, my pupils have almost dilated.
Wu Xie looked at the man who seemed to be a Chinese and asked habitually: Is there any help?
Zhang Rishan shook his head: We don’t have to save him. First, we can only let him hold on for a while, which will make him feel even more uncomfortable when he dies. Second, we will take him away with trouble.
Then he is not dead yet, it seems that it is not good to leave him here, right?
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