He turned off the lights, and the space was completely devoid of any visibility. In the dark corridor, I couldn't even hear his breathing, and if I hadn't been able to touch him with my toes, I would have thought that this man had already run away in the dark.

Soon there was two noises in the bunker, and a man had already poked his head out of the sand, and I heard him cry in the darkness, and I knew that he was fat.

The fat man came in without a flashlight, and he poked his head out and called out my name, because I could feel the Caucasian pinching my ankles, so I kept my mouth shut and didn't make a sound.

"Where's you?" The fat man screamed a few times, but I didn't reply, he slapped a few times in the sand, and then continued: "Why are the two of them gone, you should hurry up, give me the flashlight." ”

There was no light source in the sand pit of the passage for half a day, so I knew that the old generation had not come out yet, and the two of them must have come down in turn, otherwise the manhole that was not too big would not be able to accommodate the two of them.

"Mother's where? Live and die, you can catch your breath. The fat man yelled and cursed in the sand, and immediately stopped when he had spit out the last word. The voice was sudden, and he didn't finish the sentence. It doesn't take much thought for me to know that he is already controlled by the Caucasians.

"Don't move, it'll blow your head off if you move." The Caucasian spoke coldly in the dark. Presumably, the fat man is also holding a gun on his head.

The passage seemed a little unventilated, and for a moment, I was already sweating profusely. But the passage must not be completely closed, otherwise, it is impossible for us to stay so long.

"Climb up and don't play tricks." The Caucasian continued, and I heard the fat man slowly crawl out of the bunker. The sand was carried by the fat man, probably a little bit of it flowed down, and there was a series of grinding sounds.

A few dozen seconds later, there was another flash in front of my eyes, and the Caucasian turned on the flashlight again. This flash in complete darkness was very hurtful to my eyes, and I almost closed my eyes until it took half a minute to recover.

When the light came on, I saw the fat man looking at me, like a worm without limbs, lying on the ground half-leaning against the wall, looking embarrassed and unbearable.

The fat man looked at me and didn't say anything, and he didn't show a look of surprise too much. For so long, the old generation still hasn't come out, and I don't know if I have gone down to the manhole.

It's very strange that the fat man doesn't resist or play tricks, I know what kind of person he is, he will be willing to suffer such a loss, it must not be his character. I guess he must be going to do something.

Taking advantage of the Caucasian man's efforts to tie up the fat man, I made eye contact with him, and saw that he didn't reply to me much, which was even more strange at this time. What does this man want to do?

Soon the fat man was bound by the same leather band, and the Caucasian wanted to move him to a different position, but the weight of the fat man, he had no choice but to sigh and let the fat man stay where he was.

Seeing that the Caucasian was about to turn off the flashlight again, the moment the light went out, I saw the fat man give me a look, but I really didn't know what he meant by that raised eyebrow.

For a long time, I didn't hear a sound coming from the bunker. But I felt a sudden heat come to my face: "There is another person, why didn't he come down." ”

The Caucasian asked in an extremely small voice, and I didn't know why the old generation hadn't come down yet, so I shook my head, and instantly felt that something was wrong, so I also whispered back: "I don't know." ”

As soon as the words fell, the fat man, who was supposed to be behind the Caucasus, suddenly shouted: "Hold him down, quickly." ”

Almost instantly, my body exploded, and then I knew what the fat man meant by raising his eyebrows just now, and I didn't care about anything else, just a carp and wanted to suppress the Caucasian in front of me.

But the fat man behind the Caucasians kicked the Caucasian in the back. My carp stiffening didn't make a difference, but the Caucasians, with the help of the fat man's kick, fell directly on me.

The muzzle of his gun was on the side of my thigh at the time, so tossed, I was really afraid, the gun should be very well maintained, otherwise once I was unlucky, if the gun went off, then I might have to spend the rest of my life in bed.

The Caucasian fell forward, and the whole person pressed on my body, the fat man's strength was too great, and the Caucasian directly hit the wall behind me, and there was a muffled sound in the empty passage.

"Old man, what are you doing? Hurry up. After stepping on it, the fat man screamed again.

Before I could get back to my senses, I heard an "um" from a short distance around me. It was close, at the edge of the bunker, and I knew right away that it was the voice of the old generation.

This series of movements lasted only five or six seconds, and the Caucasian who was pressing on me wanted to get up and fight back, but from his sudden roll-out body, I probably guessed that he should have fallen for the trick of the old generation.

I blew up in an instant, twisting my body to the other side of the passage, trying to get away from this place as quickly as possible, because the Caucasian who was already out of control was going to shoot next.

Although I used all the strength to feed, it was still difficult for me to move a few meters out of this dark space. It wasn't long before I felt a sensation coming back over my shoulder telling me that someone was dragging me backwards.

Just as I wanted to be happy, I heard a fat man screaming from the direction he was facing. When I turned on the lights, I couldn't smile anymore. The lights came on, and I was dizzy again, thinking that after my eyes returned to normal, what I saw should be a fat man who had subdued the Caucasians. But when the halo disappeared, I saw the fat man who was tied up, and the old man with the power station in the backlight.

Turning my head slowly, a bearded face was behind me, and the gun was already on my head. I secretly screamed in my heart again, but I saw that the fat man in front of me was unhurriedly asking the old generation to help him remove the rubber band.

In order to maintain a confrontational posture, the crossbow in the old generation's hand was still aimed at the Caucasians. After waiting for a while, the fat man completely got out, he twisted his arm, and immediately said: "Let me go, little brother, we still have something to discuss, fat man, I am glad that I can fight for you a preferential prisoner." ”

After saying that, I heard the Caucasian behind me sneer: "Didn't you see the current situation clearly? He shook the gun in his hand slightly: "If you kill him, one of you will definitely die." ”

I was pressed by his shoulder, and when I saw him say this, I cowered and said, "You have no problem with the gun, don't go off." He didn't reply, just laughed.

The old man still didn't do anything, they still confronted each other, the fat man slapped the sand in his hair, and said while patting: "It's okay, if you are capable, you will shoot today, if you don't shoot, I will look down on you." The fat man said, directly snatched the crossbow arrow in the old generation's hand, and walked up slowly.

"This shot is fired, but he will die, don't think I can't do it. If we don't kill him now, it's because we still have room for cooperation......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the fat man interrupted the Caucasians: "Come on, we won't cooperate with you, if you dare to shoot, then you can shoot." The fat man put one of the crossbow arrows on the string, and I now understand that this crossbow can be adjusted by string wires, and he connected two of them, and the wire-like strings have been stretched to the limit: "My crossbow shoots out, at such a close distance, you won't die too comfortably, the power of the crossbow arrow will pass directly through your head, but you won't die for a while, think about it." ”

I said in my heart, what the hell are you hurting me, or are you saving me. If the other party is angry, maybe the net will be broken directly, and there will be no loss for one, who is still talking nonsense to you here. But after thinking about it, I know that the more this is the case, the harder we have to be than the other party, once we are controlled by others, and then let the other party have an advantage, then he will definitely eliminate the hidden danger first.

I looked weird, because I really wasn't sure what would happen to this Caucasian, and if I was really in a hurry, then I was a little too unjust to die like this.

The fat man was still walking slowly, and the old generation was following behind. Gradually I began to feel the Caucasian behind me a little nervous, and his hand on my shoulder was much stronger.

"It's really not negotiable?" The Caucasian tone was much lower.

"Phew." The fat man spat to the side, and continued: "Unless you tie yourself up, there is no room for negotiation, if you have the ability, you shoot, and as soon as your gun goes off, this arrow will pass through your head." "Fat is full of lust, and there is no fear at all. The pace of pressing up is also much faster.

As soon as I felt the sudden force of the Caucasian hand in my shoulder, I knew it was over. It seems that this man is indeed a ruthless man, and he does not want to give in at all, I only feel the muzzle of the gun, the trigger clicks, and I don't feel it again.

I closed my eyes for a moment, but I realized that I was still alive, and the corners of the fat man's mouth were raised to look at me, and the trigger on one side was still being pulled by the Caucasian. But the bullet just didn't come out.

Stuck? It was the first thing that came to my mind. But without me thinking about it, I already knew what I was going to do next. Before he could react, I immediately turned around and took away from the Caucasian hand. But he just shook his head, and he just wanted to grab my throat with the barrel of the gun.

But the fat man would wait for him to do this, and before I could feel suffocation, the fat man's crossbow bolt had already flown out, and with a whoosh, an arrow flew past my shoulder, and although the Caucasian hastened to dodge, I heard him snort and flew down.

I immediately took the opportunity to get out of myself and rushed to the fat man's side. In a blink of an eye, he looked at the clothes that had been torn on his shoulders, and said to the fat man tremblingly: "Today is considered to be dead twice, I was not killed by a gun, I was almost shot by you." ”