Daomu Biji

The kid coughed with a voice: "Comrades, I'm implicating you. It looks like we are going to see Marx. My fat man is really not afraid of anything, but I never expected to die like this."

He was wearing a black mouse suit, so he could not see his figure in the dark. Let me take a closer look. It turned out to be a chubby person.Really less than such a fat person can be a gold thief.

Pan Zi scolded, "Fat fat man, where the hell did you come from, I really want to fuck you!"

I looked at Huozhezi, almost crying, and almost cried out, saying, "You guys think of ways, otherwise no matter who smokes, everyone will take advantage of the bugs!"

Pan Zi looked around, handed the short gun to the fat man, and then handed me the fire fold, saying, "Originally, we burned the clothes and could hold it for a while, but the fire fold is too small and may not be lit yet. We have already hung up, I counted to three, I come to attract these bugs, you ran desperately to the root of the wall, climbed up as a personal ladder, time is sure enough, I move fast, when you go up, I run over again, No time can be delayed! "

Before I refused, Pan Zi jumped into the heap of corpses.Immediately, the corpse tide flooded up, and there was a way before us.I yelled and wanted to save him. The fat man grabbed me and said, "Go up!"

He slammed me to run a few steps in a row, and with a hold, I climbed up on the occasion, and then reached out to pull him up too.

When I looked at it, Pan Zi was covered with corpses, and the pain rolled on the ground. I almost cried out. The fat man yelled, "Get up, just a few steps! Quick!" But Pan Zi no longer He might have gotten up, and he ’s got corpses crawling in his mouth. He tried to stand up several times and was thrown to the ground. I really did n’t expect these insects to be so aggressive. Pan Zi curled up and looked at We shouted at it, and he shook his head in misery.

In the end, his face was covered with corpses, and I saw that he extended his hand and made a gun gesture. The hand was full of wounds. I knew he wanted us to kill him.

The fat man couldn't bear to look at it, screamed, "Brother, offended!"

At this moment, suddenly there was another sound on the top, and another person jumped from above. Note that this person jumped, not fell, so he fell very steady when he fell, but the weight of the landing Very heavy, he cushioned with one hand, supported the ground with one hand, and exhaled. Those corpses were first lumped, and suddenly bumped everywhere like crazy, desperately trying to stay away from this person, originally like a tide The big bugs that came over at this time also receded like a tide.It disappeared in the depths of several hook holes on the wall.

If I take a closer look, I ca n’t help being overjoyed. Is n’t this person a stuffy oil bottle?The fat man also exclaimed: "God, this guy is not dead!".However, when I stared at it, I felt bad. I saw that the clothes on his upper body had been completely worn out, and there was blood all over him. It seemed that he was seriously injured.The sullen oil bottle glanced at Pan Zi, who was already dying on the ground, and hurriedly picked him up. When we saw that there was a rescue, we quickly reached down. One person held Pan Zi, and the other took the sullen oil bottle, and pulled them. Come up.

This is really a sea of ​​turmoil, a life of desperation, a life of ten deaths just now, and now the form is suddenly reversed. We hurriedly want to check Pan Zi ’s injury. . "

Although I haven't understood the meaning of his words, the fat man has jumped up and looks very empathetic. He lifted up Pan Zi.I picked up Panzi's miner's lamp and opened the road in front. The four of them ran directly to the depths of the stone road.

I do n’t know how long I ran. I ca n’t tell how many bays I turned. The oil bottle pulled the fat man and said, “Okay, the stone path here has a weird design. It should n’t be able to catch up in a short time.” We stopped. Only then did I find myself sweating, I was busy asking what they said, and the sighing oil bottle sighed, and did not answer me, just put Pan Zi flat on the ground, I thought right, the most important thing now is to look at What is Pan Zi's injury?

Pan Zi was really seriously injured this time, almost covered with mouth. If he was wrapped in a bandage, even if there was enough bandage, he would become a mummy.I looked at it. Fortunately, most of the wounds are not deep, but there are several places in his neck and abdomen that are almost deadly. It seems that these bugs are very good at attacking people's soft places. I remembered the previous one that I touched my hand. The corpse is also the most severely bitten in the abdomen.

The dull oil bottle pressed his hand against his abdominal cavity, and pulled out the black gold ancient knife around his waist, saying, "Help me hold him."

I was shocked and had an unknown hunch. I was busy asking, "What are you doing?"

He stared at Pan Zi's belly, like a butcher watching his victim. He used his two oddly long fingers to move around his wound, and said to me, "One got into his belly. "

"No," I looked at him suspiciously, and then looked at the fat man, who had held Pan Zi's feet: "From your performance, I believe he has a little more."

I had to hold Pan Zi's hand, and the stout oil bottle lifted the mouth on his stomach with a knife, and then inserted his finger into his wound with lightning speed, a probe, a hook, and caught a blue corpse. The speed of these movements was already very fast, but Pan Zi still bowed and the whole person arched. He was so powerful that I could hardly hold him.

"This suffocated died in his stomach." The oil bottle threw the corpse away: "The wound is too deep. If it is not disinfected, it may be infected and very troublesome."

The fat man took out the glorious bullet from the gun and said, "Whether we learn the advanced experience of the American people and use this glorious bullet where it is really needed, we unscrew the bullet and burn him with fire Wound? "

Pan Zi grabbed the fat man's foot and gritted his teeth in pain, scolding: "I'm not shot in the wound! You fucking think ... Want me to burn my intestines?" He took a bundle of bandages from his pants pocket There are still blood stains on it, it seems that the wound on his head was removed, saying: "Fortunately, it still didn't fall, first tie it to me, tighten it, this injury is nothing!"

The fat man said: "This time there is no personal heroism, comrade, I have seen your intestines, and you don't have to die." Then you have to start, and I and the oil bottle are busy stopping him. I said: "Don't When the chaos comes, the bullet burns to his internal organs. It's still wrapped first. "

The fat man was right when we thought about it. We hurriedly helped Pan Zi to wrap up the wound, and then tore a few quick cloths on my clothes, and wrapped another layer on the outside. Pan Zi almost fainted after the pain, I see him Leaning against the wall, I couldn't help but feel very touched. If I hadn't got rid of the fold, he might not have done it like this.

At this time, I remembered one thing and asked the fat man: "Oh, who the hell are you?"

The fat man just wanted to talk, and the dull oil bottle made a gesture not to make a sound, and I immediately heard a gruesome groan, which came from the side of the aisle.