"What are you doing? Come down! I yelled anxiously. In such a situation, he would even climb up the beam, I really don't know how his brain grows.

The fat man ignored me, his skills were very fast, and he had reached the beam in a few steps, and turned back and said, "What are you panicking about?" You fat man and I are not three-year-olds, if something is wrong, I will naturally come down. So saying, he walked along the beam to the nearest corpse.

I woke up and knew that the fat man was eyeing the Type 56, this guy didn't have a gun in his hand, and he was uncomfortable all the way, and now he wasn't excited to see such a good gun. I'm used to this guy being unorganized and undisciplined, and now I'm angry and smoking, and there's nothing I can do with him.

The fat man took a few cautious steps, his weight was so great that the eaves of the entire temple vibrated with his footsteps, making an unsettling sound, and a large number of splinters of wood fell from it. We retreated backwards because we were afraid that the fat man would collapse the entire structure above our heads.

Pan Zi patted the garbage on his body and scolded: "You fucking take it easy for me, wait a few of us will give you a break." ”

The fat man made an apologetic gesture, strode to the side of the corpse, and the first thing he did was to hook the 56 on the corpse, get it in his hand, immediately retreat to look at the bullets, and then threw it to Pan Zi from above, and picked up the bullet bag on the corpse. Carry it on yourself, and only then do you go to see the corpse at the end.

I watched as the fat man unloaded the corpse's gas mask little by little. Inside the mask was the face of a middle-aged foreigner, the whole face was distorted, the face was blue, and the mouth was unusually wide open, as if he was screaming when he died. Death should be instantaneous, which is why the expression at the time of death is so strong.

I saw that his face was blue, and shouted: "Don't touch him, look at his face, he should have been poisoned to death." ”

The fat man nodded and put on his gloves. Then look at the 'ropes' hanging from the corpses, these people are definitely not hanging on top of them, so what is the matter with these ropes? We all want to know.

However, the fat man went up to take a look, but his face was still very puzzled.

I asked, "What did you find?" ”

The fat man said, "These fucking hair ......"

"Hair?" I wondered.

The fat man nodded. Said: "It's still fucking long, why are these people all girls?" The fat man lifted the body a little, "No...... This hair is coming out of his neck, not hair, damn it, is it a fucking crunch? This foreigner is amazing, and his crunch fur is so long. ”

As he spoke, he had already pulled out his dagger, trying to cut off the dead man's 'hair' and put the corpse down for me to see. But he struck twice with the dagger, but the 'hair' did not break, and seemed to be very tough, and he took out the lighter again, wanting to burn it.

I said in my heart that I didn't want to see this kind of corpse, so I yelled at him: "Forget it, I'm not interested in seeing corpses, you come down quickly, don't do it, if it's poisonous, it'll be troublesome." ”

The fat man thought about it too, put away the lighter and replied: "Wait a minute, right away!" As he spoke, he ran towards another corpse, apparently he didn't want to let go of a gun.

I looked at the corpse and didn't seem to be in any danger, so I didn't stop him, he was still the same, and when he got to the side of the corpse, he first hooked the gun and threw it to me, and then he tried to pick the corpse's bullet bag, and at this time, I suddenly saw the corpse's hand, and suddenly moved.

My mind tightened, and suddenly I realized that something was wrong, and the fat man was about to take off his gas mask, and I was busy shouting, "Wait! This one looks like it's still alive! Don't take off his mask! ”

The fat man sighed, "Really? "As he spoke, he pressed the pulse of the corpse, his face changed, and he hurriedly took out a lighter and burned the 'head' on it, and the corpse immediately fell off the beam, and Monk Hua and I caught him and put him on the ground. Monk Hua put on gloves and flipped his neck, only to see that the 'hair' hanging from the corpse really seemed to grow from this person's back.

Monk Hua rolled his eyelids again, shook his head and said, "Dead is not dead, but it's almost the same, and the pupils are almost dilated." ”

I looked at this person who seemed to be Chinese, and asked in a habitual way: "Is there any salvation?" ”

Monk Hua shook his head: "We can't save him, first, we can only let him hold on for a while, and when he dies, it will be even more uncomfortable, and second, we will take trouble with him." ”

I said, "Then he's not dead yet, doesn't seem like a good thing to leave him here?" ”

Monk Hua smiled and shook his head, as if he thought I was funny, while pulling out the saber in his waist and pulling the man's neck up, I suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly pulled him down, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"He is poisoned now, and it was very uncomfortable when he died, so I bleed him, so that he can die more comfortably."

I was stupid when I heard it, what kind of logic is this? I just wanted to shake my head and say no, but suddenly the 'corpse' spasmed suddenly, and my hand grabbed Monk Hua's hand violently, and when I opened my eyes, the person was still trembling.

Monk Hua was startled, hurriedly broke away with his hand, and took a few steps back.

The man looked at me, then at Monk Hua, and apparently regained consciousness. Suddenly he stood up and screamed in pain, I couldn't hear what he was calling at all, so I hurriedly pressed him, but this man was very angry, and Monk Hua and I threw it away. The man rolled on the ground, screaming heartbreakingly, his mouth opening wider and wider, to the limit that it was impossible for a human to open it, and his neck swelled as if it were about to explode, and a large amount of fishy liquid spat out of his mouth.

Pan Zi couldn't stand it, pulled the bolt, slammed, and gave the man a ride.

The sound of the gunshot was simply beyond my expectations, and my ears hurt all of a sudden, only to see Pan Zi's shot hit him directly in the heart, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the corpse, and the corpse writhed twice, and stopped moving.

"What was he just calling?" Monk Hua broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "Does anyone understand?" ”

"Hakka, he is called like this, I don't understand much, but it seems to be called 'on the back, on the back'" Ye Chengdao.

"On his back, is there something strange about his back?" Monk Hua turned the body over, trying to cut his clothes and see what was going on on his back.

I looked at the blood everywhere, felt my head start to get dizzy, turned my head away from looking, and told the fat man to come down quickly.

The fat man was still squatting on the beam, looking at us condescendingly, and by this time he had already lit a cigarette. Seeing me turn around, he immediately said, "Don't rush, you're almost the same fucking as my mother, I promise [**] that I will come down after smoking this cigarette." ”

I said in my heart how do you smoke with a gas mask, but when I looked at him, I was suddenly stunned, and then my scalp exploded, and I fell to the ground with a scream.

I saw that behind the fat man's shoulder, a strange white face with staring eyes appeared, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a strange person lying on the fat man's back. And the fat man didn't seem to notice it at all.