"Click......"

I don't know if the fat man exerted too much force, the knee of the dry corpse made an overwhelmed sound, and it actually broke into two from the knee, and some viscous black liquid flowed out, I don't know what it was.

The fat man probably didn't react, and he was stunned for a while holding the two calves before screaming and throwing them away.

Zhang Meng looked at a gray thief hole, at this moment he could already see dozens of dried corpses swaying towards them in the passage, Zhang Meng's head exploded in a buzz, what the hell is this, how can there be so many dried corpses in a thief hole?

It was like the end of the world all around, and through those cracks, you could see the dense dried corpses inside, and anyone who looked at this scene had an urge to stand up with their scalps erected.

"Pry it open with a shovel!"

Zhang Meng didn't know what the two card slots were made of when he saw them, and after so many shots, they were still stuck there firmly, without a trace of destruction. He copied Luoyang's shovel and knocked it hard four or five times on the card slot, and the card slot was finally broken.

Zhang Meng only heard a crisp 'click' sound, as if a spring had bounced open, his heart tightened, and he quickly buried his head in the ground, for fear that something would come out of this projectile.

Fortunately, the worst didn't happen.

"Boss Zhang, have you done it? It took a long time to get a lock, and people have fine skin and tender meat, just like a girl, I can't hold it anymore on my side...... "The fat ghost cried wolf.

Zhang Meng was startled, and quickly looked back, at this time, they were already full of dense dried corpses not far away, the fat man and Chen Cripple's bodies were black viscous liquid, and there was a foul smell all over their bodies, and the most terrifying thing was that the fat man still had a dry intestine hanging on his body, and he didn't know how to get it.

"Hurry up, I can't stand it, I'm sick to death!"

Zhang Meng hurriedly put his hand on the side of the door, and his body worked hard.

The door made a 'buzzing' sound, Zhang Meng was happy, after the two card slots were knocked out, the door could really be opened, but Zhang Meng worked hard and only barely opened a crack. Zhang Meng's face was flushed, she really couldn't hold it anymore, and after letting go of it, the door slammed shut again.

"Fatty, don't worry about those things, come over and help open the door first!"

Zhang Meng took a look and found that the earth wall on their left had completely collapsed, and there was a pile of dried corpses lying inside.

Zhao San copied a Luoyang shovel and stuck those things, and Chen Cripple also held a backpack as a shield against those things, and it seemed that only the fat man could come over to help.

The fat man and Zhang Meng tried their best, and finally opened the door through an opening for one person to pass through.

"Uncle Cripple, Third Uncle Come here!"

Zhang Meng's face was bruised, and in this damp and cold thief hole, he was also squeezed out of his head full of hot sweat.

Chen Cripple came over with a bag, stuffed the bag into the crack of the door, and then went over and took the other two bags, which they relied on for survival, and they couldn't lose these packages if they lost anything.

"Third Uncle is coming!"

Seeing that Chen Cripple was squeezing into the door, Zhang Meng hurriedly shouted at Zhao San.

The pile of dried corpses that Zhao San was stuck in was too close to the door, and Zhao San never dared to let go of the Luoyang shovel in his hand.

Although the strength of these dried corpses is not very great, but four or five dried corpses are together, and Zhao San still has to use all his strength to withstand them.

"Great!"

Zhang Meng's face suddenly froze, Zhao San was afraid of being caught by those hands, so his Luoyang shovel was stuck in the abdomen and arm of these dried corpses. At this time, I don't know if it's overexertion, but on the left, there is a body that struggles too violently and splits in half from the abdomen, and the upper body part of the body smashes to the ground.

Before Zhao San could react, the dried corpse bit down on his naked feet.

This bite was firm, after Zhao San screamed, the whole person was already paralyzed, Zhang Meng's eyes were red, watching the dry corpse groping and biting again, he got out of the door, rushed over and slapped the head of the dried corpse into a meat patty.

"Third uncle, are you okay?" Zhang Meng asked in horror.

"No, it's okay! Come on! Fortunately, Zhao San didn't seem to be in a big deal at this time, and Zhang Meng hurriedly urged Zhang Meng to leave.

Looking at the swarming dried corpses, Zhang Meng had just mentioned a little courage, and he immediately gave a strong fear to ban, and he helped Zhao San to run towards the bronze gate like a desperate man.

Zhang Meng didn't know how many claws were pulling him behind him, but fortunately, Chen Cripple and the fat man were not far away, Chen Cripple bent down and took out a folding shovel, and 'Papapa' slapped away the dry corpse that followed Zhang Meng.

"Bang!"

Several people finally squeezed into the door, and as the door slammed shut, several hand bones fell to the ground along with half of their heads. That half of the head was not dead yet, twitching slightly, seeing that Zhang Meng and the others were furious in their hearts, how strong is the vitality of this dry corpse? So you didn't even die?

"Third uncle, are you okay?"

Zhang Meng glanced at Zhao San and found that there was no sign of poisoning on Zhao San's face, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He and Chen Cripple pulled up Zhao San's trouser tube, and the fat man gasped on the side, this time he bit a large piece of muscle, and the bloody wound could faintly see the bones.

If it weren't for Zhao San's iron blood, I'm afraid he would have fainted to death.

"What can I do, just give the brute a bite!" Zhao San scolded and scolded, but Zhang Meng still caught a trembling voice, obviously it hurt a lot.

Chen Cripple took out iodine wine, smeared it on the cloth strip to clean the wound, and then gave Zhao San some painkillers and anti-inflammatory tablets, and finally gave an anti-poison injection, seeing that Zhao San's face still did not change, Zhang Meng and Chen Cripple were a little relieved.

"What the fuck is this? I actually saw here just now that there are military uniforms from the Republic of China, Mao suits, and some of these corpses seem to be of a certain age......" Zhang Meng asked with palpitations.

"Not really! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have imagined that under the shroud of the righteous light of the Communist Party, there are still these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and the number of these things is almost hundreds, right? ”

As if remembering the scene of the dense dried corpses rushing towards him, the fat man couldn't help but shudder.

"How can there be so many corpses here?"

Zhang Meng suddenly thought of a question, the premise of so many dried corpses is that there are so many dead people here, it is simply a mass grave.