"It's finally here." Looking at the snow foam falling in front of him, and listening to the rumbling noise from the valley behind him, Zhang Meng hugged his head tightly, bowed his body into a ball, tried to leave a little gap, and peeked at the situation behind him through the seam of his clothes.

The avalanche came too fast, Zhang Meng didn't know where the second uncle, the third uncle, Xiaolou, the fat man, Lai Zi, lady and those Americans had gone, and he could only vaguely see the snowflakes in the sky like a tsunami rolled up by a storm at sea, sweeping towards the camp overwhelmingly, and the entire mountain range was driven by this energy, shaking the mountains for a while. Zhang Meng only felt that he was like a small leaf floating on the sea, and he could be shot to death under this huge wave at any time.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the sky darkened.

In the white mountains, only a few craggy stones remained.

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Meng to slowly wake up.

"Not dead yet?" In the dark, Zhang Meng touched it, and was touching a big stone, if it weren't for this stone to support it, leaving Zhang Meng a little space to breathe, Zhang Meng would have suffocated to death even if he was not crushed to death by the heavy snow.

But Rao is like this, Zhang Meng was also photographed very miserably, but it was cold, Zhang Meng didn't have time to care about the pain on his body, he stabbed up with a dagger, and then the snow collapsed, he climbed out of the snowdrift, looking at the mountains in front of him like a black curtain, and a tremor arose.

"Second uncle, third uncle?"

"Xiaolou, lady!"

"Fatty, Laizi!"

Zhang Meng, who had just experienced this avalanche and was still apprehensive, looked at the submerged camp in front of him, and did not dare to shout loudly, so he could only lower his voice and search around.

After shouting for a long time, there was no movement, Zhang Meng's eyes turned red all of a sudden, to say that they hadn't seen anything weird? The Exquisite Queen, Zhuge Demon Shrine, which one is not a breathtaking thing, even if he lives and dies, isn't he still a person who has gone through the same experience with the fat man and Ye Jiu?

But people are like this, it's not terrible to die by yourself, what is terrible is that when your closest relatives and friends suddenly disappear one day, and only you are left, that kind of lonely death is the most desperate. Right now, Zhang Meng is in this desperate state of mind, under the dark sky, Zhang Meng is desperately shaving the snow, while constantly shouting the names of Xiaolou, Lady, Fatty, Laizi, Zhang Shaotu, and Zhao San.

"Ahem." Suddenly, there were a few light coughs from the silent foothills, and the two heads shook off the snowflakes on their heads while laughing at Zhang Meng: "I said Xiao Mengzi, who can hear you shouting like this?" ”

"Yo, my eyes are still red."

Listening to the familiar laughter, Zhang Meng was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over, helped Zhang Shaotu dust off the snow on his body, and turned around and didn't forget to talk to Zhao San: "You old thing, such a big avalanche didn't hit you." ”

"Who said it wasn't smashed?" Just when the three of them were overjoyed, an obese figure came out of the snow in the distance.

"Oops, it hurts to death the fat man! If it weren't for the fat man's cleverness, he plunged under the big rock before the avalanche, and it is estimated that he would not be crushed to death, but would have been suffocated to death......"

"Blow, keep blowing, why do I look like you're running away after Lai Zi's ass?" Zhao San rolled his eyes and replied.

"Nonsense, if you don't follow Laizi, do you want to run away with your old horse bandit?" The fat man stinked a sentence, in fact, he knew in his heart that his people were not as good as Lai Zi alone when they talked about the means of escape, and they would be fine if they ran with Lai Zi.

"By the way, you follow Laizi, what about Laizi?" Seeing that the three of them were fine, Zhang Meng hurriedly asked the others.

"I'm here." The voice was very soft, and I could only hear a thin figure leaning against the snow hole next to the fat man, snorting one or two times from time to time.

It seems that Laizi is not lightly pressed.

"Then who paid attention to Xiaolou and Lady?" Seeing that there was nothing wrong with a few big men, Zhang Meng calmed down the joy in her heart, and hurriedly asked about the news of Xiaolou and Lady Na, although Lady Na had something to hide from everyone in this operation, and also found the notorious Bogut Company to play balance, but after all, she still saved herself, the fat man and Ye Jiu in the Gate of Rebirth.

The second uncle, Zhang Shaotu, is good at feng shui numerology, and he will naturally find a suitable place to avoid avalanches. The third uncle hid with the second uncle, so naturally he was fine.

Lai Zi and the fat man have been in the underground for many years, and with Lai Zi's meticulous caution, Zhang Meng believes that when those rattans appeared on a large scale, he had already expected that some people would shout loudly and run back to this camp with excellent terrain early to avoid their lives.

And Xiaolou is just a thin little girl, even if she is herself, under such an overwhelming avalanche for the first time, she is just lucky to escape.

"Xiaolou! Small building! ”

Zhang Meng walked around the camp, looking around for boulders, tents, and sundries that had not yet been submerged by the heavy snow, hoping to find a trace.

A few people who were joking with each other, after they disappeared from Xiaolou and Lady, they didn't tease, they took each other as the center, and searched into the distance.

"Someone, someone!"

Just as the crowd dispersed, they saw all the shouts coming from under a boulder below the camp.

Hearing this, Zhang Meng, Fat Man, and Zhao San had neat legs and feet, and hurriedly pounced over, only to see that behind the boulder, Mike and his American companions were breaking through the snow, and Lady Na on the side was cutting a broken snow layer with a dagger, and under the snow layer, half of Xiaolou's body was half hugged by Lady Na, and the other half was pressed by the snow layer.

Seeing this, Zhang Meng, Fatty, and Zhao San hurriedly knocked off the snow layer to save Xiaolou.

"Be careful, Xiao Lou's leg was whipped by the rattan." Lady Na reminded.

was first whipped by the rattan, and then crushed under the snowdrift, in this cold weather, Xiaolou's leg was fragile even if it was not broken.

Everyone worked together, and it wasn't until a long time that Xiaolou was rescued.

Zhang Meng asked the fat man to count the number of people to see if there were any serious injuries, and then tapped the remaining equipment of each other, and then handed the equipment to the experienced Laizi to redistribute. In this kind of place at an altitude of four or five thousand meters, without provisions, it is equivalent to waiting for death, but after experiencing rattan and avalanches first, in the face of life and death, it is enough to have a small amount of equipment and supplies left.

After rearranging, Zhang Meng went to Lady Na again to ask about the situation of the Americans.

The Americans suffered heavy losses this time, first by fire and killed one by Zhang Meng and others, then by the mysterious Snow Girl killed two people, and then rattan slaughtered three people, plus one person who disappeared in the avalanche, the entire team of twelve people, now only five of them remained, and it was no longer too much of a threat to Zhang Meng and others.

Zhang Meng just rejoiced that when the Americans were finally in a weak position, he saw the fat man walking with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Meng's newly settled heart hung up again after seeing the low fat man.

"Abba Lama is gone!" The fat man said.