The point of no return one hundred and eighty-three is truly a killer

"I don't want to say anything more to you slut, you're talking nonsense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Shen Er's fat man didn't want to lose in front of Xiao Mi, but he couldn't find the right language to fight back for a while, so he simply took defense as an attack, and a wicked person sued first, and kicked the topic back to the other party.

This trick Shen Er Fat Man tried again and again. When he is at a disadvantage in a fight with others, he will often sacrifice this seemingly unremarkable, but actually very effective method of splashing skin and mouth. Often those who have already gained the upper hand in the bickering, or even those who are about to win, will be disrupted by this sentence, so that Shen Er's fat man has a chance to breathe.

Feng Jiu will not be fooled.

Of course, Shen Er Fat Man knew that he would not be fooled, so Shen Er Fat Man came and shouted loudly: "Old Flower, you prepare more combustible materials outside, I will burn this big coffin to the point that nothing is left." The bottom of this coffin is so fucking stinking that I'm about to be smoked to death. ā€

As soon as he said this, he immediately reversed his decline just now.

When the two of them heard him say this, they knew that he was looking for an opportunity to put aside the topic just now, but they knew that he was really sad under the coffin at this time, so they stopped talking.

Although Shen Er's fat man was fighting with the two, he was not slacking off at all, regardless of the blood dripping on his face, he raised the torch with his left hand, brushed away those long hairs, and wanted to directly put the torch at the bottom of the coffin to roast.

The torch in his left hand tore away the messy, tangled hair, and the torch in his right hand ran through the gap to tear away the blood-dripping hair on the other side. A rancid smell rushed to his face, disgusting even more than the fishy smell just now.

"Fortunately, the second master's nose has gradually adapted to these smells, otherwise, he will definitely be smoked to death on the spot." He scolded loudly. He knew that the two on the ground would hear.

Sure enough, Feng Jiutian and Hua Can glanced at each other at the same time, and their faces were even more apologetic.

Of course, Shen Er's fat man knew how to use to shut up the two.

Friends are like brothers, they know each other, they will not only expose each other's old backgrounds, but also sacrifice themselves at critical moments.

Of course, the two of them knew the bitter tricks he used. Although he knew that he first used the trick of 'the wicked sue first' to stir up the topic, and then used the 'bitter meat trick' to win sympathy, and finally avoided the topic safely, so that he could win the sympathy of others without losing his mouth, and he could also get a high reward for his hard work.

"Three birds with one stone." Shen Er's fat man thought secretly. He was a little smug.

Suddenly, the sight in front of him made him smug.

A strand of hair wrapped the torch in its left hand, and a stream of blood spurted from the bottom of the coffin, instantly extinguishing the torch. He screamed, quickly pulled back the torch in his right hand, and stuck his backhand on the cave wall.

His strange scream attracted the attention of Feng Jiutian and Hua Can on the ground, and the two of them were lying on the edge of the cave almost at the same time, shouting, "What's the matter, Erfat?" ā€

"Torches can't burn coffins." Shen Er's fat man looked at the hair in front of him that began to squirm and shouted, "I just used the torch to pull away the hair, and wanted to stretch the torch directly under the coffin to burn, but who knew that these hairs actually moved, wrapping the torch in my hand, and then, a stream of blood spurted out from the bottom of the coffin, extinguishing the torch, I think, these hairs are very weird." ā€

"When my hair was burned by me just now, I didn't have the power to resist, how can I actually wrap the torch in your hand after this moment." Hua Chan said, "What do you think if you don't burn it, just like you just did, pull out the strands of hair with those teeth attached, throw them out of the cave, and then burn them outside the hole?" ā€

"If you pull out all the hair under this coffin, you can't do it in half a day." Shen Er's fat man said angrily, "Even if we have enough time to slowly pull out these hair and teeth, but, if we do that, before we can finish pulling out the hair and teeth, I will be drowned alive by the plasma gushing up from the ground in this hole." ā€

"Even if I don't drown in the blood that comes up from the ground, I'll choke on this rancid smell." Seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Shen Er's fat man continued, "In just a while, the plasma gushing up from the ground has already submerged half of the cave, and I feel that this underground plasma is surging faster and faster, and in the time it takes for a bag of cigarettes, the entire cave will be filled with plasma." ā€

"Could this plasma be connected to the bottom of the coffin?" Hua Can said.

"Very likely." Shen Er's fat man said, "It seems that it is very difficult for us to break this big coffin from the bottom. ā€

"What do you think of me asking the 'Cave Digging Soil Hui Kanjia' to dig another small hole from the edge of the cave and direct the plasma elsewhere?" Hua Can said.

"It didn't work. You see, the plasma that comes up from the ground is very sticky, almost sticking together. Now, their plasma was about four inches above the hole, but it was not flowing towards the exit. Shen Er said from the cave.

Due to the torches stuck in the cave and the dim light at the entrance to the cave, the two could not see clearly from the outside. As soon as Shen Er's fat man said it, Huo Can stretched out the torch into the cave. Sure enough, I saw that the plasma in the cave had exceeded the ground at the lowest point at the entrance, and under the reflection of the torches, it looked particularly strange and shocking.

"The plasma did not flow out of the entrance." Hua Can said in a deep voice, "It's like pouring three catties of wine into a wine bowl that can hold one pound of wine, but the wine will not spill out, and it hangs on the top of the wine bowl out of thin air." ā€

"When the plasma gushing up from the ground meets the bottom of the coffin, the power of the coffin will be immeasurable." Feng Jiutian also said in a deep voice.

"Pulling out a strand of hair attached to a tooth is definitely not going to work." Shen Er's fat man said, "The person who designed this coffin was to prevent the hair and teeth at the bottom of the coffin from being pulled out, so he came up with a way to seal the hole with plasma. ā€

"Perhaps, the person who designed this coffin deliberately left the hole of hair and teeth to lure us to waste our time under the coffin." Feng Jiutian said.

"Are you saying that if we want to break this coffin, we still have to start from the ground?" Hua Can said.

"Hey!" Shen Er's fat man said loudly, "If I knew this, the second master wouldn't have wasted so much energy in vain." ā€

"You didn't waste your energy," Feng Jiutian said, "I guess the person who designed this coffin didn't expect you to go underground in the first place. This person originally hoped that when we broke the coffin bearer, we would think of finding a way to crack the coffin from the bottom of the cave. Because, then, we think that the destruction of the coffin starts from the bottom of the coffin, and thus we devote all our time to pulling out the hair that is attached to the teeth. ā€

"In this way, the big coffin can take advantage of the time when we spend all our time at the bottom of the coffin, and calmly create a yin poison killing machine in the coffin on the ground." Hua Can said.

"Hmm." Feng Jiutian said, "If my guess is correct, the hair and teeth at the bottom of the coffin are just used to confuse us, and the real killing machine is brewing in the coffin." (To be continued.) )