268 It's Not Excessive To Hack Aning To Death With A Knife (3 More)
268 It's Not Excessive To Hack Aning To Death With A Knife (3 More)
Subsequently,
A number of people filed in and broke into the stairs.
After walking for about two minutes, there was a burst of gunshots in the depths, as if visiting the Russian-Ukraine battlefield.
"what's the situation?"
Pan Zi frowned, his expression became more serious, "There seem to be a lot of people over there, and the situation is a bit dangerous.
"Could it be the third uncle?" Naive began to look forward to it, but after thinking about it, he felt that "327" was not right.
The third uncle should have crossed the snow mountain alone, right?
Because when he and Shunzi parted, they left alone.
So, if not the third uncle, then who should he be?
Will it be...
In an instant, a capable figure appeared in the innocent mind, wearing an expedition suit, holding a small pistol, and a playful sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.
This person is Aning!!
"Eight or nine is close to ten!"
Naively expressed her guess, indicating that the other side of the ladder is likely to be Aning and a group of foreigners.
"It's hard to say now,
Pan Zi shook his head, and said solemnly, "Well, young master, Miss Qin, you all wait here, I'll touch over to see the situation first."
"Judging from the intensity of the gunshots, it took at most two minutes to walk to the other side,"
"If I don't come back within ten minutes, you should go back quickly and stop wasting."
Fatty Wang immediately vetoed it, saying, "No, we're going to go together."
Pan Zi looked at him with admiration and said that you are quite righteous, but now is not the time to show loyalty, if there is really any danger over there, it doesn't matter how many people go there
It's nothing more than group destruction.
Fatty Wang laughed and replied,
"I don't worry about your life or death, I just think that even if I go back, I can only go back to that treasure room."
"It's a dead end, there's no exit, you know what I mean?"
"If we want to find a way out, we have to go deeper, there is no second choice."
Qin Wanzhi echoed, "Brother Fat is right, and if something happens, everyone can take care of each other to minimize the possibility of casualties.
Now that the conversation has reached this point, Pan Zi no longer insists.
A group of people carefully entered the depths of the steps, and after three minutes, they finally reached the end.
Outside is a layout of terraces, with several elevated long corridors.
The series of gunshots heard earlier came from the bottom of the corridor.
"This thing is called the Sky Corridor"
Tian Zhen explained, leaning towards the edge of the tower, "It is the equipment used by the ancients to hang workers and coffins, and there is usually a coffin chamber underneath."
Fatty Wang was not in the mood to listen to his science popularization, and he had already moved to the edge and poked his head to look down...
I saw a huge circular tomb underneath, with a space of five or six hundred square meters.
There are many people standing in the room, forming a circle, and they are constantly shooting some moving and strange-shaped things around with their guns.
"Grass," Fatty Wang cursed softly,
"Sure enough, it's Ah Ning's team, this bitch is still alive, and even walked ahead of us.
"Don't swear," Tian Zhen said, pay attention to quality and image.
Fatty Wang ridiculed whether he had been tricked by a beauty. He was playing bad tricks one after another in the undersea tomb. Let alone a few foul words now, it would not be an exaggeration to slash him with a knife
"Can this be the same? Back then..."
Tianzhen wanted to justify something, but Fatty Wang didn't want to continue to entangle, so he put his 1.5 index finger against his palm and made a "stop" gesture.
Then, Fatty Wang muttered to himself,
"Strange, what are Aning and foreigners shooting with guns at?"
"Is it a corpse with a big head? That's not right, there is only one corpse, but the things underneath are so densely packed that you can't even count them..."
"I'll fuck it, it shouldn't be..."
Having said that, Qin Wanzhi took over the conversation,
"It's a cricket."
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