【The Gambler is Dead】

On the first floor, in the maid's accommodation area, Feng Lang and the others were stunned when they saw the ink-like words that suddenly appeared on the wall.

After that, several people suddenly turned around and found that the gambler who was supposed to be in the palace had disappeared for some time.

Lechuan shivered, and a cold sweat broke out.

"Brother Feng......"

He wanted to talk to Feng Lang to comfort and comfort him, but he saw Feng Lang and the others frowning, and vaguely seemed to have cold sweat on their foreheads.

"What's wrong?" Wang Quan scratched his cheek with a puzzled expression.

He turned his head and raised an eyebrow, "What about others?" Don't be timid and sneak back to sleep. ”

His behavior is very much in line with his own personality of "not dealing with gamblers".

Now that you think about it, that foul-mouthed gambler is probably being scared and played with all kinds of tricks.

Hey, hey, make your mouth stink!

Feng Lang's face was ugly, "Bet...... I'm afraid he's going to be less lucky. ”

He also understands the urine nature of "hell".

Sometimes, he also wondered what "Hell" was doing for them to enter the dungeon world to do tasks.

But the bait of "realizing the obsession" is too tempting and has taken a long time...... The sunk cost was too much, and he didn't think about it.

Hearing his words, and vaguely seeing his expression, Wang Quan was stunned.

Seeing that they are so serious, it seems that there is some way to receive news from the gambler's side.

But after this day's observation, they didn't have the means to transmit sound, and the radio did have it, but they had just gotten it in the room, and they had it on themselves.

According to Feng Lang, "this is a high-end toy in the West", anyway, he also "believed" it with the crowd.

But they didn't call the gamblers.

This shows that they have a way of knowing the situation on the gambler's side.

And look at this reaction......

Wang Quan remained silent, pressing his hand on the headset, "That one, didn't squeak in death." ”

This is very much in line with his "personality".

There was silence over there.

Wang Quan frowned and was about to call, but Feng Lang held his shoulder.

"Leave him alone, let's do our thing."

Feng Lang whispered, and then gestured.

Liuying, Master and Dog Tu immediately took out the night vision device and put it on, while Feng Lang took out the portable military infrared thermal imager.

Glancing at Wang Quan and Lechuan who were still standing in place, he commanded in a low voice: "Prepare your weapons and be careful...... Don't die. ”

Lechuan shuddered, and hurriedly took out the M9 pistol that Feng Lang had given him earlier.

Wang Quan also took out the black M1911A1 he had deceived from the gamblers and stood behind several people.

There were three rooms on the left and right in the hallway, and they were now at the door of the innermost room on the right-hand side.

Feng Lang glanced at the thermal imager, which showed that there was no thermal sensor in the room.

With a gesture, he placed his hand lightly on the door, slowly adding force.

Squeak –

The rusty hinges made a slight rattle, which was particularly harsh on this quiet night.

Feng Lang pushed open the gap of about twenty centimeters, and then leaned against the door to be on guard.

Looking through the gap, it was pitch black, and there was no movement inside.

Feng Lang looked at the thermal imager again, and he didn't see any heat source reaction in the room.

He put away the thermal imager and made a few gestures that made Wang Quan unconscious, and the three of them took off the night vision device and didn't know where it was stuffed, and then turned on the strong flashlight attached to the gun one after another.

Feng Lang took out an M84 shock bomb, nodded at a few people, held the bullet body with his right hand, pressed the palm of the tiger's mouth on the reed, and pulled off the pull ring with his left hand.

Then he took a deep breath and threw the shock grenade through the crack in the door.

With a crisp sound, the reed bounced, the firing pin struck the primer, and two seconds later, a huge explosion equivalent to ten billion earphones turning on at the same time was accompanied by the brightness of six million candles burning at the same time.

At the same time, a moderate amount of smoke is emitted that is not large enough to interfere with vision.

The next moment, Feng Lang kicked open the door of the house, lifted the TAR-21 and rolled forward, rolled in, and then knelt down on one knee and raised the gun to aim.

Later, the dog Tu and the master slid into the house synchronously, and then raised their guns to aim at both sides, and the nightingale was on guard outside the door.

Wang Quan and Lechuan stood outside the house in a daze.

In just a few seconds, before the two of them could react, the two of them rushed in.

Wang Quan still had the buzzing sound left by the shock bomb in his ears just now.

"Safety."

Feng Lang stood up and beckoned Wang Quan and them in.

After everyone arrived, with the help of a bright flashlight, everyone began to observe the house together.

The skin peels off to reveal the walls of blue and black stone bricks, the dilapidated but undusted floors, and the ceilings where the skin is also peeling.

There was nothing in the house but that.

"There's a problem here." Feng Lang's expression was solemn, and he said while being on guard, "This is said to be the maid's residence, but there is no trace of living at all, and there is no furniture or anything. I guess there was no one living here. ”

Wang Quan's expression was strange and he didn't say a word.

It's not the same as saying yes!

According to the script that "hooked up" with Miss An, the old housekeeper should be in this house, and then Wang Quan appeared on the stage and knocked him to the ground with Wang Baquan, and then forced the palace like this, he immediately recruited, and then made up a script of "Rich History".

The father-in-law raped his daughter-in-law and was found by his son, but in fact, the two were embarrassed.

Then the son went crazy and slaughtered and raped. Husband.***,Crazy hair and mother-killing.,When I finally wanted to kill my sister, I was killed by my sister in the script.。

But what about the special people?

Wang Quan called out in his heart, "Miss An is not here?" Miss Ann is not there? ”

No response.

Wang Quan snorted his teeth, isn't this taking a bath?

It's the middle of the night......

It shouldn't be! It's clear that it's okay to have a remote psychic exchange.。

Could it be that she has changed her mind?

Bad women want their own lives?

I didn't make any mistakes when I went on a blind date!

If you can go back alive this time, you have to complain and report that the company is bankrupt!

It's really harmful!

Blind date is blind date, why do you have to play with your life!

Wang Quan here was secretly depressed and regretted, and Feng Lang over there really didn't cover it.

It didn't take long for them to find out what was wrong with the house.

Standing in the southeast corner of the house, the marching boots on Feng Lang's feet lightly tapped the worn wooden floor, and said in a low voice: "There is an empty place underneath here, and there is a secret passage. ”

After saying that, he took out the thermal imaging camera and pointed it at the ground - he had just looked inside the room, and he didn't think to look down.

When he saw it, his expression was serious.

I saw that there was a large heat source underground, which was rectangular and extended hundreds of meters away.

Sure enough, there's a huge space underground!

He gestured, then raised TAR-21 to alert.

Dog Tu didn't say a word, walked over to find the gap between the two wooden floors, and directly pierced the floor with two fingers.

Then she got out of the way, and the master came over and put two fingers in it.

Then the muscles in his arms tensed and he pulled hard!

I saw that the muscles of his arms stretched the sleeves of his tunic into a straitjacket, and the next moment, the whole floor was lifted.

Underneath is a swarthy square opening, and the edge of the ground is connected by stone steps that slope downward.

Feng Lang pulled out a cold firework and threw it down the stairs.

Squinting and watching carefully, until the fireworks went out, he threw three more green glow sticks down, then raised his gun and walked down the stairs, "Follow me." ”

Several mermaids rushed in, and only Wang Quan was still standing on it, chanting Miss An's name in his heart.

But there was still no reply.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or if it's really a cold wind blowing.

In short, Wang Quan looked around, shuddered, and hurriedly followed.