"This is still PM," Falcon didn't care about the remnants of the monster fish on the pistol, and shouted after a few glances in the pool, looking at the confusion on the faces of Huikong and the others, he explained: "This PM is also called Makarov pistol, which is the military equipment that Lao Maozi has been using until today after the Tokarev pistol after World War II. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Falcon used to be a soldier in the army, and also spent a period of time in the special department, and the knowledge of firearms can be described as a thorough understanding, after his explanation, He regret Huikong, Liu Fatzi, and the three people understood that the Soviets summed up the experience of wartime and found that the use rate of pistols in actual combat was extremely low, coupled with some inherent shortcomings of Tokarev pistols, so it was decided to develop a new officer self-defense pistol, requiring a semi-automatic pistol that was more compact, safer and more effective than Tokarev's pistol, and the Makarov pistol was born in this context, And this pistol in the hands of the falcon is this kind of pistol.

"How can there be an old Maozi's pistol here, could it be a beautiful hard Joey?" After listening to the falcon's introduction, Fat Liu touched his fat belly and asked.

"How do I know, what a beautiful hard Joey, messy." Seeing that Liu Fatzi questioned his opinion, the falcon said with some displeasure.

"I can't tell you clearly, Brother He, college student, you said so in English." Fat Liu pursed his mouth and turned his head to look at He Cheng.

"Huh? English? Yes, yes, I didn't expect you to be proficient in foreign languages, fat man. He Cheng was stunned by his question, and after thinking about it carefully, he almost laughed and teased him.

"That's, I think Lao Tzu had been on a few foreign big white geese, that chest and that ass, I'll ......" Liu Fatzi didn't hear that He regret was sarcastic about him, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

"Don't talk in front of the monks." Seeing that Liu Fatzi said the next word, Huikong hurriedly stopped him.

"China has copied this kind of pistol, but the Type 59 semi-automatic rifle imitated by our country is very different from the Soviet-made Makarov pistol, and it can be recognized by a discerning person at a glance." At this time, the falcon also figured out the meaning of Liu Fatzi's previous words, and said in a deep voice.

"Then listen to what you mean, could it be that Lao Maozi has also been here, and he has been eaten by this strange fish that has lived for I don't know how many years?" Liu Fatzi was not to be outdone, and said sarcastically.

"It's my business." The falcon turned its head, crouched down and continued to play with the monster fish's internal organs with Huikong, and the two searched for a long time, but found nothing but a badge engraved with the head of a brown bear.

"Let's go." From Huikong's face, He regret noticed a trace of imperceptible loneliness, but it was only for a moment, and He regret thought that he had seen it wrong.

It just so happened that He Cheng's clothes were also half-dry, although there was still some smell, but the smell was better than being frozen to death, He regret quickly put on his clothes.

I heard that I was leaving, and the happiest person was Liu Fatzi, the gold and silver treasures were all in the tomb inside, he took out a fire fold from his bag and lit it, and took the lead in entering the arched tomb.

There is nothing but coffin boards here, and it always feels bad to have so many coffins around.

They are now not far from the coffin pool, behind them is the tomb road, the real owner of the tomb is inside, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts in these coffins outside are buried for him.

"Fatty, be careful, don't step on any mechanism." He regretted that he had heard some tomb robbery jokes before, and kindly warned Liu Fatzi who ran in front of him.

"You think Lao Tzu is a vegetarian, and Lao Tzu's tomb is ...... than what you eat" Liu Fatzi didn't finish speaking, He regretted that it was dark in front of him, and Liu Fatzi disappeared before he finished speaking.

"Fat Liu, Brother Liu, what are you playing?" He Cheng was taken aback, thinking that Liu Fatzi was joking with him again, but this black light was blinding, and it was not fun at all in the gloomy tomb.

He regret turned on the flashlight in the backpack, where is there the shadow of Liu Fatzi in front of him, is it possible that he is alive and hell, is this Liu Fatzi not a person, He regret feels afraid when he thinks about it, but think about it when he sees Liu Fatzi on the ground in the afternoon, there is obviously a shadow.

"I'm down there, I'm down there, hurry up and help me. Oops, it hurts me......" At this moment, the twisted voice of Fat Liu came from the underground in front of me.

He Cheng and Huikong, who rushed from behind him, walked a few meters briskly, good guys! A large pit about four or five meters deep and about two meters in diameter is right in the middle of the tomb.

Liu Fatzi was lying in it with his legs like a dead pig humming, he was surrounded by some scattered arrows and thin wooden sticks, a few of them were not broken and stood straight there, those arrows made people feel cold, fortunately Liu Fatzi was not inserted by those few, otherwise there would be a few more assholes.

"Fatty, you're not dead, tell you to hurry up and reincarnate." The falcon stretched out his head and glanced at Liu Fatzi, and when he saw that he was fine, he scolded with some schadenfreude.

", the king of Hades thinks that Lao Tzu is too capable, and he is afraid that Lao Tzu will take his place, so he doesn't dare to recruit me as a son-in-law, I think you are good, and the king of Hades will like you." No matter how embarrassed Liu is, Fat Liu still refuses to admit defeat.

"That's okay, master, let's go, and the king of Hades will send someone to pick him up with a sedan chair." The falcon gestured and pulled He regretted.

Liu Fatzi waited for two minutes, and when he heard that there was no movement above, he hurriedly shouted.

He regretted that the others naturally would not leave Liu Fatzi alone, and they only scared him, listened to his shouts, knew that he had softened, and they all returned to the edge of the trap.

"Hurry up and climb up." The falcon threw a rope to Fat Liu's side and said loudly.

"I've got an arm injury, who's going to come down and help me." Liu Fatzi shouted at the bottom, but it didn't seem like he was joking.

The falcon scolded his mother, went down the rope to Liu Fatzi's side, helped him tie the rope around his waist, and supported him below, Huikong and He Cheng worked together on it, and it took the boss's strength to pull Liu Fatzi up, and then pulled the falcon up.

Huikong examined Liu Fatzi's injured arm, saying that it was a fracture, and asked He Cheng to find a wooden stick to fix his forearm.

"Tell you to go so fast, and there will be gold to see how you take it." He Cheng said a little angrily while fixing Liu Fatzi's forearm.

"You Brother Liu and I are called, people die for money, and birds die for food." Liu Fatzi still didn't want to give in when he got to this point, and he wanted to give him two more punches no matter how sorry he heard.

"Bird, your mother is up, I really don't know why the sixth master came to you." He regrets being embarrassed to scold him, but it doesn't mean that Falcon doesn't scold him.

Liu Fatzi opened his mouth and wanted to scold back, but when he thought that the falcon had saved him just now, and said that he was at fault, he rolled his eyes and glared at the falcon, and then changed the topic and said: "What's the use of scolding me, let's find a way to open the diamond wall blocking the entrance of the tomb first." ”