From the appearance of these big stones, until the whole danger has passed, the Killing Buddha has not shown up, which shows that this rabbit cub has a long memory and does not dare to show his head easily.

Eventually I and Beard cooperated, and both climbed to the top of the cliff, and with this time of relief, my pain there was completely over.

I looked down at the cliff, and the mercenary's body lay beneath it, his whole body sunken in, as if he had been run over by a train, or it felt like a specimen.

I suddenly felt a sadness in my heart because someone else had died. But the Killing Buddha was still alive, and I immediately suppressed this sadness.

The bearded man and I looked up, and the Yaksha looked down at us instead.

Their meaning was obvious, and although we did not communicate verbally, the Yaksha they quickly got up again.

The problem was that before they could climb far, there was movement above the cliff again.

There were two large bundles of iron chains, and they were all in a ball, and at this moment they suddenly appeared, not to mention, they were still flying and rolling downward.

And one end of this iron chain was tied to the top of the cliff, and when it was pulled like this, a large section of the iron chain was stretched.

The feeling of hair in my heart is here again, I don't know what kind of moth is going to be done to kill the Buddha?

We all took a stance of waiting and watching, and the two chains were finally laid on the cliff. At first glance, each one was very long, extending at least half the height of the cliff, and there was also an iron chain close to me.

We stared at the two chains. The beard also shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Decaying Buddha, what the hell are you doing?"

Soon the Killing Buddha replied in a cold voice, "If you want to live, climb onto the iron chain." ”

Of course, we didn't believe him, and no one took the initiative to put it on the chain.

After such a delay, I heard a squeaking sound coming from the walkie-talkie. All of a sudden, I thought of mice.

And before we could say anything more, a large number of dark shadows appeared above the cliff. This time the shadows were small, about twenty or so, and as soon as they appeared, they climbed down the cliff.

I took a closer look, and now they were rats, and the squeak just now was a damn thing that screamed at them.

These rats are also different from what I usually see, they have long tails, pointed heads, and sharp claws.

They all put their big tails up, trying to find their balance like this, and they clung to the cliff with their claws, and they were so weirdly able to hold on to it that they wouldn't even fall.

I don't know much about rats, and I don't know what kind of rat it is, what it's called.

During this time, the rats kept flying, and it was obvious that they were coming at us.

Of course, we could sense that the rats had bad intentions, and some of them were already eager to show their hunger, grinning wide and revealing their fangs.

Lao Ba scolded, and he first stabilized his body and kept his balance.

He held up a sniper rifle, and after aiming a little, he didn't ask for too much accuracy, so he fired.

With a gurgling sound, one by one the rats were bulleted, and they screamed and fell off the cliff.

The rest of us were half a beat slower, but we immediately looked for our weapons. Except for the Yakshas, everyone else had revolvers.

For a while, the gunfire was incessant, and the twenty or so rats were finally wiped out, and they all died on the way to the charge, especially the last mouse, after it was shot down, I watched it pass by not far from me.

For a moment, I saw its expression, it was so hideous, it was so badly injured, and it was trying its best to open its mouth and make a bite look.

We took advantage of the calm after the storm to temporarily relieve.

In fact, our physical strength is not overdrawn, but the troubles one by one, one by one, have already made us tired.

I believe that if I were given another chance to go back in time, when I knew that the Buddha would be so ruthless and set such a trap on the cliff, I would definitely think of another way to save my companions, and I would never venture to climb up again.

In addition, I looked at the two chains that stood on the cliff, and I was suddenly confused.

I said in my heart that the Killing Buddha had just let us grab the chains and live, could this have something to do with the wave of rats? But what is the logic in this?

Just as I was frowning, the walkie-talkie rang again.

The Killing Buddha didn't speak, but there was a denser and more chaotic squeak coming from the walkie-talkie.

My heart beat faster, and I realized something.

I still looked up. For a moment, I wondered if I was wrong.

Countless rats appeared at the top of the cliff, and they quickly "wetted" the cliff like a black tide.

This black tide is still spreading towards us.

The beard scolded the mother. And Lao Ba and those mercenaries all shot at once.

Beard and I then quickly raised our guns and pulled the trigger.

A bullet forms a small net of fire, in fact, in the face of so many rats, we don't need to be accurate, as long as the general direction is not bad, a bullet shoots over, we will definitely be able to kill one or several mice.

The screams of rats are endless, and this is the first time I have seen them, and some rats will scream so badly, and the coldness makes my heart entangled.

Of course, some rats were hit by bullets and splashed with blood. The blood first spread into the air, and then dripped down like rain.

None of us were spared, everyone had rat blood on their bodies, especially their beard, and he had several drops on his face.

If we take a submachine gun or a machine gun and get rid of all these rats, it will be a piece of cake, not to mention, the problem is that our revolvers or sniper rifles have limited shots and limited ammunition.

The black tide was only slightly blocked by the bullets, but finally rushed down.

The Yaksha they were attacked first by the black tide. Yaksha, Gao Teng and Lao Ba, they are very experienced and have a sense of mutual protection, and when they fight with mice, they always protect their faces and key places on their bodies.

They are also like flags fluttering in the air, and when they are most dangerous, they still have a fluttering posture.

As for the two mercenaries, they were miserable. One of them was attacked by a rat and bit his neck.

He screamed, blood spurting from his neck, and he fell.

The other mercenary hadn't been bitten to the deadliest point, but a rat scratched him hard at the right eyeball. He was blind for a while, and subconsciously covered his eyes, and the result can be imagined.

He screamed and fell.

I watched them pass me one after the other, and I felt like I had been stabbed by a needle.

At this moment, the black tide not only surrounded Yaksha, Gao Teng, and Lao Ba, but also spread towards me and my beard.

Hu Ziquan and I were dumbfounded, and we understood better that in this dilemma, we wanted to resist, but we didn't have the ability, we wanted to escape, and we didn't have the time and opportunity.

My brain was sweating in a hurry. Hu Zi even asked me, "Will you fight the rats for a while or be directly the five heroes of Langya Mountain?"

I said in my heart that the results of these two are not the same?

When I hesitated, the Killing Buddha shouted over the walkie-talkie, "Can't you get on the chain?"

My beard and I both looked at the chain, and I couldn't think about it now, but I was subconsciously taken along, and I finally climbed as fast as I could, and hugged the chain.

The beard followed, but he was holding on to another.

Yaksha, Gao Teng, and Lao Ba, they also heard the shouting of the walkie-talkie. But the couple chose to turn a deaf ear to this.

The stranger thing is in the back, all of a sudden, the chain I was holding shook a little, and it also had a faint upward trend.

I was startled at first, but then I guessed that there must be some winch on that small platform, and this time the winch was activated, and the chain was pulled by it, and it would rise little by little.

In this way, I was able to say goodbye to these ferocious rats, but because of this, I immediately met with the Buddha of Killing. I had mixed feelings for a while.

And the Yakshas, after the current chain has this action, they 6 continue to be tempted and try to lean towards the chain.

The chain had risen very slowly, and I had collided with the black tide.

I don't know how many rats are beating my mind at this moment, and I can't fight them all one by one. I could only protect my face desperately, shrink my neck, and protect myself as much as I could.

Gradually, the chain rose faster and faster. The rats that attacked me were evil and seemed to be sensitive to the rise of the chains, and they all jumped off me before I mentioned it.

Some of them were lucky enough to jump off the cliff, while others missed and squeaked and fell.

I could have been wary of rats, but in the end the chain rose so fast that the scenery in front of me seemed to drift by.

I was afraid that I would fall, so I had to devote all my energy and strength to the chain.

When the chain finally rose to the top of the cliff, it was still carried by a force of inertia and threw me out.

Like a sandbag, I threw an arc in the air and then fell to the ground.

I fell and stars flew in front of my eyes. And soon, the voice of the beard also came. I also felt the ground shake nearby.

At this time, I was very weak, and it was difficult for me to get up, especially when I was skeletonized, as if I was about to fall apart.

I could only look sideways. The beard lay there, still rushing down.

I'm worried that my beard won't be disfigured because of this.

Soon, Lao Ba, Yaksha, and Gao Teng also came up.

They knew how to protect themselves very well, and they were all thrown into the air by the force of the same chain, but they all tried their best to twist their bodies, and finally their hands or feet hit the ground first.

When I learned they were still alive, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I looked at the little platform again.

In addition to the stone statue of the Buddha slaughtering on this small platform, there are also two unconscious mercenaries next to the lotus platform, and there is a person sitting cross-legged in the middle of the small platform.

This is a middle-aged man, who looks similar to me, a little delicate, but at this time, his face is bloody, he is still covering his ears with one hand, and holding a walkie-talkie in the other.

Beside him, there was a large cloth pocket. At this time, the large cloth pocket was opened, and a small device was revealed at the mouth of the pocket, which looked like a remote control.

I dare to conclude that this person is the Buddha of Killing, and at this moment, we have met the Buddha of Killing in his true face!

(End of chapter)

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