Sister, you miss me

Inside the cave, after the initial excitement of the three of them, they began to think about the real problem of how to get the idol out.

The three are worthy of the descendants of explorers, and they immediately reconciled the division of labor.

One person is in charge of an area, knocking on the rock wall, and even inspecting the hot springs. The hot springs are only the size of a bowl, and the overflowing spring water flows out from a hole the size of a mouse hole.

Unfortunately, the three of them did not find any other exits except the entrance.

So the three returned to the entrance. Just as Ford was about to go out, he was stopped by Garden.

"You pig, you are always so reckless. If this continues, you will lose your life sooner or later."

Hearing Garden's unreserved abuse, Ford blushed and retreated.

In fact, if Ford went out like this, he would be surprised at most, and then swept a bullet, nothing would happen.

Garden, who is naturally cautious, said: "The other party will definitely have an ambush. If you go out like this, you don't know how to die.

Ford was also frightened for a while, and nodded frequently with Ashura, deeply agreeing.

"What about it!" Ford asked.

"such."

Just like Yang Feng thought, Garden plans to cast a "grenade" to ask for directions.

The two teammates gave up thumbs up and were deeply impressed by Garden.

Garden has never heard a sentence: The son is too smart and missed Qing Qing's life.

No matter how much Garden dared to show his head, he dared not go out with his hands, but it was enough to throw the grenade out.

Of course it's not looking at the sky and throwing it, but throwing it sideways, throwing a parabola.

I was listening, not wanting an iron bump to fall on my feet.

With a move on the miner's lamp above his head, Garden's complexion changed drastically, and his strain was considered rapid, and he leaped forward, but it was still not faster than the air wave caused by the explosion of the grenade.

Garden was thrown to the ground by the air wave, hot pain in front of and behind him.

"Fak, Shett, oh, it's a quack."

When Yang Feng rushed to the entrance of the cave, he heard a series of such curses, and there was another voice wailing.

The explosion was confined to the cave, and the funnel made of cloth was intact.

When Garden cast a "grenade" to ask for directions, Ashura and Ford were a little behind.

Garden reacted the fastest and was still affected.

Naturally, Ashura and Ford reacted slowly.

Asura pulled out a piece of shrapnel on his face, screamed, and then saw the shrapnel inlaid in Ford's eyes, listening to him wailing, only swallowing drool.

"Man, I'll help you." Ashura walked to Ford and squatted down.

"Fuck!" Ford said with a trembling voice, "Garden, how about him?"

"He can't die. Didn't you hear his scolding?" Asura said, "You bear it, I will pull out the shrapnel for you."

"You fucking don't need anesthetics, you want to hurt me!"

"The anaesthetic is here, fucking, capsized in the gutter, and going out in a while, they must be broken into pieces!" Garden said cruelly.

"Garden, your back is like a honeycomb, all iron sand." Asura said.

"Asura, you have to help me pick them out one by one. Before I get better, I don't want to go down the mountain. Fortunately, there is a hot spring here, otherwise it is not a joke.

"It's okay, here some eat and some sleep, suitable for healing." Asura said.

Garden said: "Inject Ford with narcotics, and then take shrapnel, man, you lose an eye, and then the wealth will be more for you."

Ford mumbled: "The three of us, at most three, where can I get one more?"

"Fool, why can't we divide it into four and give you two."

"Thank you Captain." Ford's voice was lighter.

Garden said: "It takes half an hour for the anesthetic to take effect, Ashura, move faster."

Hearing the dialogue and knowing the situation of the three, Yang Feng's heart was filled with pleasure.

Leave Junko Liu Sheng to take care of Mingguang, and Yang Feng has no worries about the future.

Yang Feng outside the cave is like a hunter, waiting patiently, hibernating quietly, waiting for the most suitable time to give the prey a fatal blow.

Inside the cave, Asura's voice sounded: "Take advantage of this time, you clean up the wound on my face, and then apply medicine to suture it."

Garden scolded: "I'm hurting all over and I can't help you. Do it yourself, or wait for you to take out the shrapnel iron sand from my body before I can help you."

Asura sighed: "Then wait."

After a while, Ashura said again: "Garden, how did you throw the grenade that made us so miserable."

"Maybe it's a little stronger, it hit the wall and bounced back." Garden's voice was puzzled, and he couldn't figure it out.

"I scorn your mother, because of your possibility, I was blinded!" Ford scolded.

"Keep your mouth clean. Believe it or not, I've scrapped your other one."

Ford shut up immediately after Garden let out cruel words.

Half an hour passed.

Garden said, "Asura, it's almost there, let's get started."

"Okay." Asura said, "Ford, my buddy, bear with me."

"Ah--" Ford exclaimed.

Asura said: "Shut up, howl, I haven't started yet!"

After about a minute, Ashura said, "Man, call it out when it hurts."

At this moment, the attention of both of them should be on Ford, and Yang Feng fell into the cave like a ghost.

Lightly came to behind Garden, with a hand knife, and Garden collapsed.

Yang Feng held him back, and this scene happened to be seen by "Cyclops" Ford. He widened the remaining left eye in horror. Yang Feng placed his index finger to his lips and gave him a devilish smile.

"Ah-ah-" Ford finally called out.

Asura was suspicious, it didn't seem to be a painful sound, turned her head in surprise, and it was a hand that greeted him.

A strong hand strangled his throat. This young man with an Asian face, half a head shorter than him, got stuck in his neck and lifted his 200-jin body into the air.

Asura couldn't believe it, he kept flapping and scratching his arms, trying to drive away the iron arm, but all this was in vain, he seemed to have heard the call of death.

The old man's life is hanging by a thread, how can Ford stand by and attack Yang Feng from behind regardless of his pain.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng had eyes on his back. When he kicked his shoulders, his toes went directly over his shoulders. Coincidentally, he just hit half of the shrapnel taken out of Ford's eye sockets.

The shrapnel disappeared, I'm afraid it's in the brain.

Ford cried out and died.

"You-who-who?" Asura uttered three words with difficulty, and then his consciousness was swallowed by darkness.

At the last moment, I faintly heard a pure London accent saying: "I will kill you."

...

Asura, who was the least injured, opened his eyes first and saw that he was tied to the cross. The two men received the same treatment, and torches were lit around.

Asura struggled in vain, then muttered to himself: "Where is this, hell?"

Then he cried and called to his companions: "Garden, Ford, wake up!"

Garden shook his head, feeling a sore neck, and immediately found himself tied to the cross, sweating coldly.

"Garden, you finally woke up, is this hell?"

"Shut up." Garden's mind was clear. At the moment before he became unconscious, someone hit his neck with a heavy blow, "There are masters, let's fall!"

"I'm going to kill him!" Half-life Ford woke up slowly, and when he realized his situation, he struggled violently, and then called out: "I'm going to split his head."

Before the words fell, the three of Yang Feng walked out slowly.

If it hadn't been for Mingguang's hatred, Yang Feng would have solved the three miscellaneous things in the cave.

If it weren't for the three demons to stay awake, watching themselves hurt and pain, the blood dripped out, and Mingguang couldn't wait for now.

At this time, Mingguang was carrying an automatic rifle on his shoulder, his cold eyes swept across the faces of the three embarrassed guys, and then he smiled coldly: "Welcome to hell, oh no, you will clearly feel that you are step by step. To hell."

Garden sneered, not afraid: "Since treasure hunting and expeditions, there have been people who have died for money! Kill if you want to kill, how can there be so much nonsense."

"Yes, give Lao Tzu a good time." Ford said.

"I'm not convinced, who the hell are you, how can you be so strong." Asura stared at Yang Feng and said.

Yang Feng said lightly: "I am the messenger of King Tianshaming, and an ordinary monk in Xuankong Temple."

Then he glanced at Mingguang and said, "Let’s execute."

Mingguang nodded, pulled the bolt abruptly and loaded the bullet.

Junko Yanagi could foresee the bloody scene that followed, and her eyes narrowed.

"It's the first time I touched a gun. I grew up and never stepped on an ant, but today, I will cut you all!"

"Smelly brat." Garden sneered and sneered: "Will you shoot? Do you dare to shoot? Don't be scared to pee!"

The answer to him was the sound of gunfire, and then Garden wailed like a pig.

Garden knew that he was hardly immune, so he spoke in a passionate attempt to get a good one.

It's a pity that things are counterproductive. With such blood and blood, Mingguang will not let him die easily even in his anger.

Mingguang just smashed his legs.

From the thigh down, every inch is broken.

The tremendous pain almost caused Garden to faint. He convulsed and said in a speechless voice: "Kill...Kill...I...I..."

"Answer me, why is it so cruel, why do you want to kill it all!" Mingguang pressed the red spear nozzle to the wound on Garden's thigh.

"Ah—" Garden let out a dull cry, then smiled miserably, "I won't tell you when I die."

Mingguang opened his eyes, pointed his gun at the elbow of Garden's left arm, and pulled the trigger.

After dozens of bullets, his left arm was split into two, so the body on the cross was drooping, and the life or death was unknown.

Mingguang clearly exhaled a turbid breath, changed a magazine, and aimed at the dying "Cyclops" Ford: "Say, give you a good time."

Ford just gasped.

"Otherwise, you two will answer."

"Don't think about it."

"I say."

Ford was smelly and hard, and Ashura had a mental breakdown.

Mingguang carried the rifle on his shoulders, "Let's listen."

Asura looked at the old man Ford anxiously, fearing that he would be the first to take the lead, and immediately said: "We are a family of explorers. Our elders are lying in the ice coffin. We followed their footprints, hunting for treasures and revenge. ."

Mingguang suddenly realized, and said casually: "That's it?"

"That's it." Asura often nodded when pounding garlic.

"Is that so?" Mingguang asked Ford.

"Yes, that's it, I shot Lao Tzu in one shot."

In response to his intensive gunfire, his limbs were full of guns, and his head was already drooping.

Asura peeed in fright, a trickle dripping from the trouser legs, still steaming.

"The last magazine." Mingguang said lightly.

"Hey, you don't speak credit, don't you say you want to give me a happy one?"

"Okay, I will send you on the road first, and then whip the corpse."

"Ah-you can't die, I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go!"

Mingguang shook his head: "You are destined to go to hell, and you will never come back." As he said, all the bullets poured on Asura's face.

The face suddenly became a shocking hornet's nest.