Daomu Biji

"What are you doing? Come on!" I yelled anxiously.In such a situation, he would still climb on the beam, I really don't know how his brain grows.

The fat man ignored me. His skill was very fast. He stepped over the beam in a few steps and turned back: "What's the panic? Your fat grandfather, I'm not a three-year-old kid. If something goes wrong, I will come down." Follow the beam to the nearest body.

I woke up and realized that the fat man was staring at the type 56. This guy had no gun in his hand and had been uncomfortable along the way. Now he is not excited to see such a good gun.I'm used to this guy's unorganized and undisciplined way, and now the seven qi of anger make smoke, and there is no way to take him.

The fat man walked cautiously a few steps. His weight was very heavy. The eaves of the entire hall shook his footsteps, making a disturbing sound, and a large amount of wood chips fell from the top.We conditioned to retreat straight back, fearing that the fat man would trample the entire structure above the head.

Pan Zi patted the garbage on his body and scolded: "You damn me take it easy for me, wait a few of us will give you a break."

The fat man made an apologetic gesture and strode over to the edge of the corpse. The first thing was to hook the 56 on the corpse, get the hand, immediately unload the bullet to see the bullet, and then throw it from above to Pan Zi And picked up the bullet bag on the body.Carry it on yourself, and finally go to see the corpse.

I watched the fat man take the gas mask off the body bit by bit.Inside the mask is a face of a middle-aged foreigner, the whole face is twisted, his face is blue, his mouth is bizarrely large, and he seems to be yelling when he dies.Death should be instantaneous, so the expression at the time of death will be so strong.

I saw his face turning blue, shouting: "Don't touch him, look at his face, it should be poisoned."

The fat man nodded and put on his gloves.Then go to see the "rope" that hangs the corpse, these people will definitely not be hanging on it by themselves, then what about these ropes?We all want to know.

However, the fat man glanced up, but his face was still puzzled.

I asked, "What did you find?"

The fat man said: "These mothers seem to have hair ..."

"Hair?" I wondered.

The fat man nodded.Dao: "Also his mother is very long, why are these people all women?" The fat man lifted the body a little, "No ... This hair came out of his neck, not the hair, I depend, his mother's Is it crunchy hair? This foreigner is very powerful, crunchy hair is so long. "

He said he had pulled out his dagger and wanted to cut off the "hair" of the dead man, and put the body down for me to see.But he drew twice with his dagger, but the "hair" didn't break, it seemed very tough, and he took out the lighter and wanted to burn it.

I said to myself that I didn't want to see this kind of body, so I yelled at him: "Forget it, I'm not interested in looking at the body. Hurry down, don't do it. If it's poisonous, you'll be in trouble."

The fat man thought of it too, put away the lighter, and replied: "Wait again, immediately!" He said that he ran towards the other body. He seemed to be a gun and didn't want to let go.

I looked at the corpse and there seemed to be no danger, so I did n’t stop him. He was still the same. When he got to the corpse, he hooked the gun off and threw it to me. Then he wanted to pick the corpse ’s bullet bag. At this time, I suddenly saw the hand of this corpse and suddenly moved.

My head tightened and suddenly realized that it was wrong. The fat man was about to take off his deep gas mask. I screamed, "Wait! This seems to be alive! Don't take off his mask!"

The fat man uttered, "Really?" He said he pressed the pulse of the corpse, and his face also changed. He quickly took out the lighter and burned the "hair" on it. The corpse immediately fell off the beam. The monk Hua caught him and fell to the ground.Monk Hua put his gloves on his neck and saw that the "hair" hanging from the corpse really seemed to grow from the man's back.

Monk Hua rolled his eyelids again, shook his head and said: "Death is not dead, but it is almost the same, and the pupil is almost enlarged."

I looked at this person as if it were Chinese, and asked habitually, "Is there any help?"

Monk Hua shook his head: "We can't commit to save him, we can only let him stay for a while, and it will be more uncomfortable when we die, and we will have trouble walking away."

I said: "Then he's not dead yet, it doesn't seem to be good to leave him deep here?"

The monk Hua shook his head with a smile, and seemed to think I was funny. While pulling out the saber in his waist and pulling the man's neck, I suddenly felt uncomfortable and quickly pulled him, saying, "What are you doing?"

"He is poisoned now. It was very uncomfortable when he died. I gave him blood to be more comfortable."

I was stupid, what logic is this?I just wanted to shake my head to say no. Suddenly, the "corpse" cramped suddenly, and took the monk Hua's hand with a sharp hand, opened his eyes, and people were still shaking.

The Chinese monk was taken aback, and he managed to get his hands away and stepped back several steps.

The man looked at me and then the Chinese monk, and obviously his consciousness was restored.Suddenly, I stood up and cried out in pain. I couldn't hear what he was calling, and I rushed to suppress him, but this was very laborious. Both me and the Chinese monk shook away.The man was rolling on the ground, screaming with tears of heart, and the more the mouth opened, the more it was open to the limit that humans could never open, and the neck also swelled, as if to explode, a lot of smelly The liquid spit out of his mouth.

Pan Zi couldn't stand it any longer, pulled up the bolt, "banged" and gave the man a ride.

The sound of the gunshot was beyond my expectation. My ear hurts at once. I saw Pan Zi directly hit his heart with this gun. A lot of blood poured out of the body, and the body twisted twice. Stopped still.

"What was he calling just now?" Monk Hua was sweating and asked, "Does anyone understand?"

"He Hakka, he called it like this, I don't understand much, but it seems to be called 'back, back'" Ye Chengdao.

"On his back, is there anything wrong with his back?" The Chinese monk turned his body over and tried to cut open his clothes to see what was going on on his back.

I looked at the blood everywhere, and my head started to feel dizzy. I turned my head and didn't look at it, and let the fat man come down quickly.

The fat man was still squatting on the beam of the room, looking at us from a condescending position, at this time the cigarette had lighted up.Watch me turn around and immediately say: "Don't hurry, your fucking mother is almost the same as my old lady, I assure *** I will come down after smoking this cigarette."

I said to myself how you smoked with a gas mask on. When he looked at him, he was suddenly stunned, then his scalp exploded, and he fell to the ground with a cry.

I saw a strange white face with staring eyes behind the shoulders of the fat man. Upon closer inspection, a strange person was lying on the fat man's back.The fat man didn't seem to notice it at all.