Chapter 102: Siege by a Hundred Corpses

"James, you!" Ye Bingfeng looked back, and the corpses that had fallen to the ground began to surround the altar, and his mouth made a "gurgling" sound, "Don't move the stone pillar on the altar anymore, it's something similar to the underworld!" ”

"Hades?" James stood by the altar with his small steel cannon, and asked at the same time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"To put it bluntly, it's a transmission pipeline!" Ye Bingfeng didn't have time to explain so much, and directly used modern metaphors, "I fucking thought there was any use in hanging these corpses on them, but now it seems that it is very useful!" ”

"This..."Zhang Ziming stepped back and looked back at the jade floor tiles that connected to the tomb, "Is this made of jade wat?" ”

Ye Bingfeng nodded, "In fact, it is not a cultivation in mid-air, but to help Cao Cao accumulate yin qi and resentment qi and send it to Cao Cao through the jade wat as a dark channel!" Ye Bingfeng looked at the dark main burial chamber with deep eyes, paused, turned his head, and sighed.

"Da Zhuang, you go up to the altar first..."Zhang Ziming said, took out red nitrate from his backpack and threw it towards the corpses that surrounded him, here Ye Bingfeng directly fought with the corpses in hand-to-hand combat, three or five in a pile, and he didn't know who was on top and who was down, anyway, he was having a lot of fun.

"Senior brother, how come red nitrate doesn't have much effect on this thing!" Zhang Ziming retreated as he spoke, not that it didn't work at all, at least he made a popping sound on the corpse, and there was a burning smell, but seeing that the corpse was smoking and rushing up, it was completely the same as useless......

"Nonsense!" I don't know where Ye Bingfeng's voice came from, it sounded sullen, "Why are you still stunned, help quickly!" ”

Zhang Ziming took a flashlight and shone it at the place where he spoke, only to see a group of corpses pounced into a stack of arhats, pressing Ye Bingfeng under him and kicking his legs...... "Hey? Zhang Ziming didn't take a step out, and was hugged by a corpse from the back, and his strength almost broke his bladder.

The three James on the altar each held a machine gun, and there would be a sudden burst of bullets at the corpses coming up the stairs, and the bullets hit the corpses like they hit the cowhide jars, and the whole body was full of bullet holes and had no effect, but fortunately, the impact of the bullets was there, and most of them were shot back.

"Zhan Ye, if Lao Tzu dies here today, I won't be able to spare you! You old spy, you don't succeed enough to fail! You said that you are full of food, you touch a fart, touch ......" Zhang Ziming really felt scared this time, even if he was hugged by the bodyguard who was on the body of the insect in the UK last time, his arm strength was not so big, and he was holding back a sullen breath in his heart, it was better to scold it directly and die comfortably, but when people were unlucky, they drank cold water and stuffed their teeth, Zhang Ziming didn't finish speaking, staring at the big eyes and being hit on the mouth by a corpse on the forehead.

Thinking about the corpse's forehead, it was all bad, and this time he happened to have his mouth open, which would be regarded as retribution, only to feel that the two-inch thick snake body went straight into his throat, and a disgusting feeling rushed to the top of his head, and Zhang Ziming rolled his eyes......

"Division... Brother..."I don't know where the voice came from Zhang Ziming, I just felt my stomach stirring up and down, "Over!" Zhang Ziming's bad premonition suddenly rose, "Zhan... Father... Shoot..."

Here, James heard Zhang Ziming's voice of wanting to die or live, put the flashlight into his mouth, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the corpse in front of Zhang Ziming's head......

Zhang Ziming stood there without movement since he shouted the voice, his eyes rolled over, his hand hanged, Chun Junjian fell to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, just a moment before Zhang Ziming realized that he was unconscious, he suddenly felt the clumsy body in his mouth swishing out.

Consciousness was restored, and when he was confused, the corpse in front of him was beaten to pieces, and he stood motionless.

"Zhan Ye... Good marksmanship..."Zhang Ziming said weakly, "and the one in the back, let's clean up the ...... together" The voice just fell, "Bang! Boom! Immediately after two shots in succession, to be honest, James's marksmanship was really not covered, and the two shots hit the same place where the corpse behind him was, and directly knocked the corpse out for several meters......

"I'll go..."Zhang Ziming sat on the place, panting, and wanted to praise James, but when he looked at the altar, he didn't find James......

Speaking of which, James didn't expect the recoil of the small steel cannon to be so great, and it felt good to release the first shot, although the heart and eyes of the top hurt, but the heart also counted, who knew that he wanted to pretend to be a b and put two shots in a row Lulu was majestic, but he didn't expect the two shots to go down and he was pushed out half a meter, and he almost had a myocardial infarction lying on the ground.

"Huh? Brother? Zhang Ziming picked up the Chunjun sword, climbed under the stacked arhats, shouted twice and didn't move, his heart was cold for most of the time, it couldn't be that he was crushed to death, but at this moment, Zhang Ziming stretched out a hand at his knee and slapped the ground vigorously.

"I'll go, this won't be a fucking ......" Thinking of the taste of shit in his mouth just now, Zhang Ziming's eyes darkened, it seems that Ye Bingfeng is like himself at this time, and he was shit in his mouth.

"Zhan Ye, come down quickly and save Senior Brother, otherwise it will be trouble!" Zhang Ziming stood up suddenly, kicked the corpse that pounced on him, squatted down and inserted a sword into the corpse's forehead, and the corpse stopped moving in an instant, stood up and ran under the altar, "Master Zhan, jump down!" "In a hurry, don't forget to use the walkie-talkie on your waist...

Here James was sitting on the ground and loading Xiaogang's gun, when he heard Zhang Ziming's shout, he hurriedly got up and walked to the edge of the altar, "Zhang, what's wrong?" Under the excitement, the tone changed, "Don't ask, jump down!" ”

James jumped into his hands, don't look at James in his fifties, but his agility is not covered, he just jumped into Zhang Ziming's arms, "Save Senior Brother!" He dragged James to the Arhats.

"Use your gun, shoot from the bottom up, don't hurt my brother!" While Zhang Ziming spoke, he blocked the corpses that rushed up around him, "Hurry up Zhan Ye, I can't bear it!" ”

James immediately came with three shots, and Zhang Ziming's tired nose came down until the last two James were left, "Zhang, you can't use a gun!" If you come, I'll take it! ”

Zhang Ziming pointed at his finger is a sword, the pure sword was smeared with finger blood, and the head of the corpse lying on the ground was cut off with one sword, grabbing the corpse below with one hand, and dragging the corpse that was pressed on Ye Bingfeng's body with one hand, and pulling his body in the air, Zhang Ziming saw this sword cut off the body, grabbed half of his body and dragged the half of his mouth out.

"Vomit..."Ye Bingfeng's eyes rolled more than Zhang Ziming, and his stomach was connected to vomit sour water, Zhang Ziming picked up Ye Bingfeng and ran to the altar.

"Zhan Ye will take a while, I'll send my senior brother up first!" After taking two steps, there were too many corpses that rushed up, and he was almost folded again.

James picked up the fish intestine sword on the ground, and forced behind Zhang Ziming in three moves and two styles, "Master Zhan, give me your little steel cannon!" Chunjun put the sword into James, took the small steel cannon, and with a "boom", a shot hit the corpse in the stomach, and Zhang Ziming flew out more than half a meter with the corpse......

"Oops..."Zhang Ziming rubbed his waist, got up from the ground, and didn't know where to throw the flashlight, "Da Zhuang, hit the flare!" Zhang Ziming simply lay on the ground and shouted, about half a minute later, whoosh, a flare hit just above Zhang Ziming's head......

"Zhan Ye?" Zhang Ziming got up and saw that in the distance, except for Ye Bingfeng lying there, James's figure was missing, and at the same time, Huang Yingcheng suddenly shouted, "Mr. Zhang, hurry up, James ran up!" ”

Zhang Ziming raised his hand when he heard the sound, and saw James being held by the corpse and hanging in the air, and the forehead of the corpse was on James's mouth......

(To be continued)