On second thought, I didn't pull the trigger to save bullets.

Let the huge white-haired rats scurry through the dark square.

The strange face of the corpse appeared in my mind again, but this time there were a few strange fluctuations in my heart.

An extremely outlandish idea came to mind.

If the facial features are the most basic biological structure that people are familiar with, it is only because of the environment that human beings will develop according to the needs of the natural trajectory.

People need language to communicate, and the body will evolve the structure of the organ structure about speech.

But if a fish is kept in absolute darkness for a long time, will the useless glasses also degenerate?

All organs evolve according to what human beings need to obtain, so who can say that deformity is not another physical manifestation of "evolution".

I couldn't help but rub my head, wondering why I had such a weird idea.

It's just that I can't help but associate the corpse in front of me with the strange stone statue I saw in the tunnel before.

The stone statue was covered with dust, and many of the lines on its body were not fully outlined, and it could be seen that the tools used to excavate it were dull, and it could even be called primitive.

According to the military industry of the little devils a few decades ago, even if they really wanted to carve a stone statue for some reason, it would not be possible to leave such rough marks.

And I couldn't think of the reason why they carved the stone statue at all, and a bold guess gradually appeared in my mind.

It is very likely that the stone statue was excavated from the mine, which explains why the traces on it are very old and frustrated.

When I think about it, I can't help but have a headache, I always feel that there are so many shocking secrets buried here decades ago.

Looking at the rusty black iron door in front of him, there was an irresistible temptation in his heart, wanting to push it open completely.

But if there is any danger hidden in the iron gate, with the two of us in front of us, and the few bullets left, it will definitely not be able to resist.

I glanced around coldly, and found that there were no other exits in the huge underground square, only the strange large iron gate in front of me.

I gradually couldn't suppress the curiosity in my heart.

After thinking about it, there are still a few ** that have not been detonated in my hand anyway, if there is any danger, I will simply throw ** and blow up the things in the iron door.

To this day, I can't help but speculate that there must be some kind of secret hidden in the iron gate, and a great danger.

It was just that the moment I gritted my teeth and pushed open the big iron door, the sound of iron rubbing against iron creaked and irritated my eardrums.

The sound sounded extremely uncomfortable, but I didn't expect a strange light to suddenly appear through the crack in the door.

I glanced at it curiously, but I never expected it.

Looking through the crack in the door, you will see piles of gold bars, which are covered with dust and arranged in a messy manner.

But as I opened the door, the dust gradually fell off, revealing the original golden color inside.

If a person does not love money, then it is very likely that he has raised his mental state to an unprecedented height.

Or maybe he's simply rich and has no interest in material pursuits at all.

I looked at the pile of gold bars in front of me, and it was clear that I wasn't the two people I had just exemplified.

With this gold, you will no longer be hungry, and you will not be able to rob tombs and lose your head.

I can make my good brother Qinglong no longer be a taxi driver at the bottom of society, and I can also use money to exchange the life of the fat man with the man in black.

And all the secrets I wanted to know.

Looking at the mountains of gold bars in front of me, I suddenly felt as if I could do anything, and even wanted to go abroad to live a more comfortable life.

The words "lack of money" and "tribulation" have been used for decades since I retired from the Soul Squad.

I almost couldn't wait to sneak through the crack in the door.

The golden bars inside were heavy in his hand, and this feeling was not a dream at all, it was real.

It's just that when I picked up the gold bar on top of a pile of gold, a terrifying palm was revealed from the position that was originally pressed under the gold bar.

I was so frightened by the scene in front of me that I almost fell to the ground, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead and my whole body.

There was a corpse hidden in the pile of gold, which obviously did not bode well.

I gradually raised my guard, and with the bayonet at the end of my gun I pushed the rest of the gold bars away, and I was amazed to find a number of arms.

These people were messily pressed under the gold bars, perhaps because of the passage of time, so that the whole body was already somewhat deformed and flattened.

I don't know why, but that's when I started to notice something wasn't quite right.

When I knew that I had cleaned up the corpse from above, the horrific sight in front of me instantly sent chills down my spine.

The corpses were crushed under the pile of gold, dressed in labor-like clothing.

But all the necks were empty without exception, and there was no head.

The wound was sharp and neat, as if someone had been beheaded from behind with a sharp blade, and the knife technique was quick and decisive.

I couldn't imagine that there seemed to be footsteps behind Leng Buding.

Listening to the sound behind me, I didn't even dare to look back, but I vaguely discerned the direction of the sound and seemed to be half a meter away from me.

I gave myself a loud cry and hurriedly turned around, but I didn't realize that only the crack in the door behind me was constantly blowing cold wind inward.

The rest of the corners were empty, and there was not a single figure.

I gradually began to wonder if I really heard the wrong voice, but this time I couldn't let my guard down like that just now.

At this moment, a black iron box in the corner next to it came into view, and this thing was covered with black paint and hidden in the corner, so that I didn't even notice it when I first entered the door.

I walked cautiously and leaned over little by little, and when I opened the iron box, my whole body froze instantly.

It was filled with dense human heads, some of which had weathered and rotted, many of which were glued together, and the eye sockets of the black hole had become holes, staring straight at me.

Looking at this scene in the box in front of me, I felt a violent nausea for the first time, which was even worse than when I found the three human specimen bottles.

I felt more and more uneasy in the darkness, and I hurriedly took a few steps back to follow the crack in the door back to the underground plaza on the outside.

Unexpectedly, in the dim light, he seemed to have stepped on something on the ground in his messy steps, and an extremely shrill alarm sounded in the square.

A red light suddenly flashed overhead, and he suddenly realized that there was also a huge sun-raising flag pattern in the narrow stone chamber behind the iron door where the gold bars were stored.

It's just that the color of the flag seems to be different from the normal Japanese flag.

The red circle, which symbolizes the sun, is gray at this time.

exudes an unprecedented dead air, and an inexplicable depression.

The strange sound of sirens ringing in my ears forced me to move faster and faster, and I scurried back desperately.