"Little brother, you are so capable, why haven't I heard of you, are you and Wang Wei classmates?"

Wang Heng followed behind Zhao Ke.

It's ridiculous to say.

The adult, who looked half a head taller than Zhao Ke, followed behind him, with a groveling demeanor.

If I really don't know.

I thought it was the eldest young master of a certain minister's family, and he went to inspect a certain campus.

Wang Heng rarely comes to school, so he naturally doesn't know Zhao Ke's current identity, he happens to be Wang Wei's classmate, and even he doesn't know what Zhao Ke's current name is.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll send you to the police station when I get out, and I'll make a bounty."

This is the only reason that Zhao Ke can think of to explain why he wants to help Wang Heng.

In fact, if not for side quests.

Zhao Ke fed him to the butcher's box in the next second, although it was a bit inhumane to feed such garbage to the butcher's box.

But believing in the fool of the butcher's box has no spiritual cleanliness.

The two were in the bomb shelter, constantly walking down.

According to Wang Wei's description in her book, she also designed marks along the way.

But Zhao Ke and Wang Heng didn't find that mark.

Speaking of which, it is also strange that those strange faces and hand grips on the walls before have not appeared again.

The whole bomb shelter, it seems, is really unexpectedly quiet.

Except for the footsteps of the two people, only the sound of the two people's breathing was quiet.

It was this kind of quietness that made Zhao Ke a little uncomfortable.

But there is always no way to say, what is wrong.

Zhao Ke found a clean place to sit down and took out a cigarette stick.

Fingers pressed the smoke pot, the tobacco was padded in, the upper porcelain was empty, and the technique was quite sophisticated.

This point, thanks to the teaching of the big cigarette stick, can make rapid progress by himself.

Take out the flint and slowly heat the tobacco, then take a sip.

"Hiss......"

A puff of green smoke naturally spit out along Zhao Ke's nasal cavity as Zhao Ke breathed.

On the other side, Wang Heng looked at it and didn't know what to say.

The other party is obviously a middle school student, so young, but the gesture of smoking makes him feel like those old men at the entrance of the village.

However, Wang Heng didn't dare to say anything, squatting there, praising Zhao Ke vigorously, young and promising.

As a result, he was slapped to the ground by Zhao Ke.

"Your smoking stick is called young and promising."

Zhao Ke didn't have the anger to scold, don't look at the beauty he smoked, but he was also addicted.

Before, he just took a cigarette and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose.

Now, if he doesn't smoke two puffs a day, Zhao Ke is uncomfortable.

Especially after smoking the shredded tobacco bought from the old woman, Zhao Ke felt more and more that smoking a bag of cigarettes and beating the living immortals was afraid that he would not be able to quit in this life.

was slapped to the ground by Zhao Ke, Wang Heng only felt that half of his face was almost unconscious, his ears were buzzing, and he was about to lose his deafness.

But as soon as Wang Heng raised his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes suddenly became excited.

"Mark! Look, there's a mark! ”

Wang Heng's voice suddenly raised, he got up from the ground, and danced excitedly.

It turned out that the mark left by Wang Wei was very hidden, in the lower corner of the wall.

If it weren't for Wang Heng falling to the ground, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see it.

Wang Heng was dancing with his hands, and he didn't care about the pain on his face at all.

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts, Zhao Ke slapped it, and he heard the click of bones.

Even a few teeth were loose.

This is still Zhao Ke didn't use much strength.

Otherwise, Wang Heng's chin can be pumped off.

But for Wang Heng, not to mention that his chin has been dropped, even if his face is gone, it doesn't matter.

As long as there is gold.

When others have gold teeth, he gives himself a whole golden chin.

Zhao Ke looked at the mark carefully, and the mark seemed to point to which road to the left,

took two puffs, knocked the cigarette pot lightly, knocked out the tobacco inside, and Zhao Ke took Wang Heng to the left.

It didn't take long.

A metal mesh appeared in front of the two of them.

Wang Heng borrowed the light of the flashlight to shine through.

On the metal mesh, there was a rusty sign "Do Not Enter Danger"

In the lower left corner of the net, a hole was torn open.

The kind that can be climbed in by a person.

When I looked inside, I found that there was a cave below.

"That's right! Right! This is it, Weiwei's notebook says that there is a lot of space inside, and the gold is hidden here. ”

Wang Heng's excited face turned red.

"You go first."

Wang Heng wished to go first, no matter how big or small the dog cave was, and how muddy it was, he followed and climbed in.

After seeing Wang Heng climb in, Zhao Ke waved his hand to summon his sword, cut a larger hole in the barbed wire, and walked into the hole.

Wang Heng got up and took a look, looked at himself covered in mud, and then looked at Zhao Ke, and walked in calmly.

A face flickered brightly and darkly, especially Zhao Ke's eyes squinting at him coldly.

The corners of Wang Heng's mouth twitched, and he chose to honestly hold his tail and walk forward.

"Wait for me to go out, wait for me to have money, have money, anything."

Wang Heng kept repeating this sentence in his heart, as if he was giving himself some kind of psychological hint.

Tell yourself that as long as you have money, you can be high in the future.

But soon, Wang Heng was disappointed.

After the two walked along the cave to the end.

Zhao Ke took a look, and there was actually a coffin under the cave.

In the empty cave, there are tables and stools, but there is no so-called gold.

Only the coffin that looks like it has been some years.

"Huh?"

Wang Heng didn't walk over, and took a flashlight to shine everywhere: "No...... Gold...... What about gold? ”

Wang Heng was like a wild dog that had lost its bones, and his face began to become agitated.

Talking left and right, thinking about gold day and night!

But when I got to the place, there was nothing.

"Where's the gold??"

Wang Heng became short of breath and rummaged around screaming, but right now, except for this coffin, there was no place to hide anything.

Zhao Ke ignored Wang Heng, who was already on the verge of collapse.

Walk carefully to the coffin.

His eyes looked at the coffin carefully.

Who would hide the coffin in this place?

The coffin is the so-called six-six coffin, and the material is also high-quality.

The most critical problem is that this coffin, which is a new coffin, should not be more than 20 years old judging from the fading degree of the paint.

"Gold! Gold! ”

glanced back, Wang Heng, who was still looking for gold.

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes and called, "Hey, the gold may be hidden here, you will know when you open the coffin." ”

Wang Heng paused for a moment, then slapped his head and stumbled over.

Hands threw themselves on the coffin.

"Yes, yes, the gold must be in it."

The so-called money obsessive, Wang Heng only has gold in his eyes now, how can he care about this place, how can there be a coffin.

Zhao Ke took two steps back.

looked coldly at Wang Heng and began to pry the coffin.

"Click!"

The nails of the coffin were unexpectedly loose, Wang Heng rubbed the corner of the coffin with one hand and pushed it out, and saw that the coffin was pushed open a crack.

This undoubtedly made Wang Heng more energetic.

Both hands kept pushing upward, only to see the coffin being pushed open little by little.

"Ahhh!!h

Looking at the gap that was pushed open, Wang Heng even used the strength to breastfeed, and immediately shook his hand.

"Bang dang!" With a thud, the coffin lid was overturned to the ground.

Zhao Ke half-squinted his eyes and quickly took another step back.

What he was worried about in his heart was whether the owner of this coffin would be the Dao Gu back then.

Zhao Ke thought about it, except for her, no one would hide the coffin in this place.

However, with the coffin being opened.

Wang Heng was stunned.

Slowly raised his hands, and from the coffin, the muzzle of the black hole poked out, and the muzzle of the gun was against Wang Heng's head.

A woman sat up from the coffin.

"You??"

Seeing the woman sitting up from the coffin, Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment.

Because this woman is none other than Liu Jia, who disappeared before.

"Hoo ......"

Liu Jia's chest was undulating, and her upper body was wearing a white camisole, which had been soaked with sweat.

The arc of the weak sound, although not very old, is quite well developed.

After Liu Jia saw Zhao Ke, he was also stunned.

He took the gun back from his hand, and his spirit suddenly relaxed.

"Oops, it scared the hell out of me, I thought she was back."

Liu Jia climbed out of the coffin and beckoned to Zhao Ke: "Come on some food and water, I'm trapped here, if you come late, I'll be suffocated to death." ”

However, after Zhao Ke heard this, he was stunned, his pace stopped in mid-air, and after thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and said: "The meat has ready-made barbecue and water, but ...... It's still the old rule, you're going to give me this! ”

Zhao Ke gestured his fingers and made a gesture of asking for money.

Seeing this, Liu Jia rolled his eyes, groped out a piece of gold from the coffin, and threw it to Zhao Ke angrily.

"You're still not a man, what a pick!"

"Gold!"

Wang Heng saw the gold on the ground, rushed up like a vicious dog pounced on food, hugged the gold, and looked at the eager demeanor, the gold was closer than his own mother.

"Hehe, it's not me who picks, it's that there's not much food, here you go!"

Zhao Ke said this, half-squinted his eyes, and took out a piece of golden medicine steamed bun from the mail book.

"What kind of steamed bun is this?"

Liu Jia took the steamed bun and immediately devoured it in his mouth and ate it, with a strong medicinal fragrance.

It lifted her spirits and made her feel warmer.

After eating the steamed buns in one go, I saw Zhao Ke step forward and hand her the water.

After taking the water, Liu Jiabian twisted the lid and drank from the cow.

I heard Zhao Ke say: "This is my specially made steamed bun, called blood steamed bun!" ”

"Blood steamed buns??"

At the moment of being stunned, Liu Jia suddenly felt bad.

But at this time, I saw a cold light slashing across Zhao Ke's fingertips, along Liu Jia's slender throat, and cut it with a sword.

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