Zhang Quede ...... Zhang Quede, what's wrong with the brown rat?? What the hell is he trying to do? Looking at the brown rat with an increasingly strange expression and a strange laugh from time to time, the fat man's fat body hurriedly took two steps back, and his wrist involuntarily grabbed the cuteness.

"I don't know." Looking at the familiar smile that appeared in front of him, Zhang Meng was actually more nervous than the fat man.

"What should I do?" The fat man almost cried: "I'm not going to fall for illusion and wait to be stoned to death, right?" ”

"No, no." Although the sense of fear crawled all over his body, Zhang Meng was still trying his best to control his fear. Suddenly, Zhang Meng seemed to find something flaw in the fat man's words, and immediately took a beating.

Seeing that Zhang Meng still had time to think about it at this time, the fat man was also convinced, and hurriedly shouted at Zhang Meng: ", Zhang Quede, can you not often short-circuit your brain, you are like this, I am more afraid of the fat man." ”

"It's not." Zhang Meng hurriedly explained: "This brown rat should not be the brown rat in the dream. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I don't think he's supposed to be."

Zhang Meng's words were a little vague, and the fat man was also stunned when he heard it, seeing that the appearance of the brown rat blocked outside was becoming more and more distorted, the fat man with straight hair in his heart said urgently: "Zhang Meng, can you say everything at once, you can kill me in a hurry." ”

Seeing that the fat man was really mad and had already begun to load the gun, Zhang Meng immediately put down his thoughts and said: "I mean, this weird brown rat should be real, not the brown rat I saw in my dream." If this is also the source of illusion, then I'm afraid you and I have already been tricked. ”

"That's right! If you say that, I will understand, if this brown rat is really the one you just saw in the illusion, then we will not discuss it here now, but die directly. ”

Seeing that the fat man had understood what he meant, Zhang Meng nodded.

"Then why is he laughing?" The fat man asked.

"I saw that he just heard us mention the mouse statue, and he took a curious look." Speaking of this, Zhang Meng vigilantly pointed to the location of the brown mouse: "Could he see something in that stone statue?" ”

"See what?" After pondering what Zhang Meng said repeatedly, I felt that it made sense. The fat man was ruthless, pushed the bullet on the gun into the load, and then said, "Let's go out and fight with its mother directly." ”

"What if I get the illusion again?" Zhang Meng grabbed the fat man.

"Let's not give it a chance to perform illusions just yet." The fat man said angrily.

"Do you know what kind of illusion is cast?" Zhang Meng asked.

"This." The fat man paused, looked at Zhang Meng and said, "Then what can you do?" ”

"I don't have anything to do." As soon as Zhang Meng finished speaking, an idea suddenly came to mind: "But I think it's safer for the two of us to go out at the same time, this thing shouldn't be able to confuse the two of us at the same time, right?" ”

"That's right!" The fat man was overjoyed: "I really don't believe it anymore, fat man, the two of us can't turn over that weird thing." By the way, what about brown rats? ”

"Leave him alone for now, solve the source of the illusion, and he will naturally be fine." Zhang Meng said.

"That's right, the fat man can wake you up with a bump just now, it seems that this illusion shouldn't be deep." The fat man said.

"Okay, I'll count one, two, three, and we'll rush out." Zhang Meng commanded.

"Grab the paratrooper knife."

"Hmm."

As he spoke, Zhang Meng and the fat man all stood in the gap between the stones that had just been pushed away, the fat man put the gun up, and Zhang Meng also clenched the paratrooper knife in his hand, and they were ready. I saw Zhang Meng raise his fingers, and when the three fingers came out together, Zhang Meng and the fat man rushed out of the gap almost at the same time.

The fat man even pressed the brown rat outside the gap directly to the ground.

Zhang Meng took this opportunity to show the results of his experience in the past few years, quickly rolled on the ground, and rolled in the direction he had guessed in advance. When he felt about the same, Zhang Meng stood up suddenly, picked up the paratrooper knife and stabbed it in front of him.

But what is surprising is that Zhang Meng's knife actually fell into the air.

Before he could understand, he heard the fat man behind him shouting, "Feet, feet!" ”

The fat man said very quickly, signaling Zhang Meng to dodge quickly, and he was about to shoot with his gun raised. But before the fat man could shoot, Zhang Meng found that the fat man suddenly smiled, exactly the same as his previous smile.

"No!"

Seeing the fat man like this, Zhang Meng's heart tightened. It's better that I fell into the illusion with the brown rat just now, after all, I don't have a gun in my hand, even if I kill each other, I can't hurt others. But now the fat man has an assault rifle in his hand, and if one accidentally misfires, he will definitely be finished.

"!" Zhang Meng, who was in a hurry, couldn't take care of it, remembered the direction that the fat man reminded him before, and inserted the paratrooper knife indiscriminately at his feet.

Although Zhang Meng didn't dare to look down at the thing, the speed of the knife was not slow, and the thing was stabbed by the paratrooper knife stabbed by Zhang Meng indiscriminately for a while, and immediately screamed in pain in the collapsed tomb.

"Boom...... ......"

Listening to the strange screams under his feet, Zhang Meng stabbed again along the sound.

But the thing was fast, and it slipped away in three or two clicks.

Because Zhang Meng was going to chase again, and he didn't dare to look at that thing, he would always trip over the collapsed stones around him, and he didn't know how many bruises had been knocked out of his body, Zhang Meng almost gritted his teeth and continued to pounce towards the place where the thing made a sound.

The thing also seemed to feel the anger from Zhang Meng, and at first it retreated, and finally jumped directly on Zhang Meng's back when Zhang Meng climbed to the ground.

Zhang Meng instinctively noticed that there were four claws grabbing his back, and quickly stood up, wanting to reach out and grab it.

When the thing saw Zhang Meng coming to grab him, he bit down hard at Zhang Meng's hand. Zhang Meng was immediately bitten by that thing, and Zhang Meng grinned in pain, but he endured the pain, Zhang Meng simply fought hard, and he was not afraid of the terrifying illusion of that thing, so he dragged the thing in front of him, and the paratrooper knife in his other hand was thrust hard.

It wasn't until the paratrooper knife stuck in the thing that Zhang Meng took a sneak peek.

The thing that bit his finger just now turned out to be a mouse the size of a raccoon cat, and the two eyes of the mouse were as red as blood, like ripe pomegranate fruits, staring at Zhang Meng at the moment.

As soon as Zhang Meng glanced at the red-eyed mouse, he felt dizzy, and the previous scene seemed to be repeated.

"Bang!"

Just when Zhang Meng fell into illusion, one? The sound of a gunshot suddenly woke him up. Zhang Meng hurriedly looked in the direction where the gun was fired, and saw the fat man slowly putting down the gun, and a trace of green smoke came out of the muzzle.