Stared at the cellar mouth for a few minutes, no one came up, it is estimated that the explosion caused by the unicorn blocked the way up, otherwise it would have caught up a long time ago, at least it was the front and rear feet with the unicorn.

I stood up and patted the snow on my body, and after the nervous feelings, I suddenly felt a cold on my body, and after shivering, I wanted to go back and see. One is to confirm that the other party really changed the path and did not follow us up, and the main thing is to find Jiang Li's lost bag, after all, I am really reluctant to use that knife, in case of any danger again, it is all up to that knife to open the way.

Looking back at the footprints left by others, the long lead leads to a bend in the mountain wall, I thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to go back and see. Maybe the road has been blocked a long time ago, the other party can't come up, and I can't go down, safety shouldn't be a problem, but it's a pity that if you want to find Jiang Li's bag, I'm afraid it's impossible.

I was cautious, but I was fast. I came to the mouth of the cellar and jumped straight down.

At the beginning, there was light from above, and as I walked, I completely entered the darkness, and the stairs were very long, and when I ran up, I didn't realize it because of my urgency, and now I go down again, and I always feel like I can't walk at the end. But the inside is not damaged, and there is no shortage of stairstools as before.

I felt the darkness, held on to the handle of the stairs, and walked down the stairs section by step. It was very quiet, except for the sound of my feet on the iron staircase, except for the sound of my own breathing.

I'm a little scared halfway through, I can't see anything with a smear of blackness, those mercenaries have night vision tools, if I go down the stairs and catch up with the other party going up the stairs, isn't that self-defeating? Thinking of this, I wanted to turn around and go up again. But there was also darkness behind me, and I was a little unwilling to work down the stairs for so long.

On second thought, if the other party came up, I couldn't see anyone, but in this building structure with excellent sound transmission effect, I would definitely be able to hear it from afar. Besides, even if those people catch me, they can't do anything to me, isn't there a boss who assigns them tasks? Protecting me is certainly one of their codes of conduct.

It's a big deal to catch me and send me back, I'm afraid that's the worst of all. After comforting myself for a long time, and having almost rested, I took a big stride and continued to walk down.

Finally, I finally saw the lights in the warehouse, but I calculated that this staircase was a kilometer long. I quickened my pace, jumped down in twos and threes, and soon reached the entrance to the stairwell.

The door to the stairwell was wide open, and there was nothing unusual underneath, just a lot quieter than before.

I tiptoed out of the stairwell gently, ready to look for the office where Jiang Li slept. As soon as I stepped out of the stairwell door, I almost fainted.

At the door of the stairwell, there was a corpse lying upright, judging from the dress, it was one of the mercenaries, and he looked very young, and it was estimated that the younger-sounding voice before was made by him.

The man's death was strange, his eyes widened, his mouth foaming a mixture of white and green, and he looked terrified. He was all equipped with his equipment, still holding his gun in his hand, staring at the door of the stairwell, and he didn't close his eyes.

Then look at the wall outside the stairwell door, a string of bullet holes. It is conceivable that this is a shuttle that he fell over before and after his death, and all of them hit the wall. Before, we heard the sound of gunfire below, and thought it was the one horn who was in trouble, but now that we think about it, it is probably the sound of his gun.

Looking downstairs in the hallway, there was a mess, there had indeed been an explosion here, cement blocks were splashing everywhere, the fire had not been extinguished in some places, there was a choking smell in the air, and the smoke was mixed with the heavy smell of gunpowder.

I covered my nose with my hands so as not to inhale too much toxic gas, and stepped up to find Jiang Li's backpack. Thankfully, the generator wasn't blown up, otherwise it would have been much harder to find.

I walked through the rooms in order, and when I reached the door of the third room, I clearly saw that Jiang Li's backpack was on a desk, lazily crooked there, waiting for me to claim it.

I was so happy that I ran over quickly, unzipped to make sure the knife was still there, and put the bag on my back, ready to go back the way I came.

When I entered the stairwell again, I suddenly realized that I had overlooked one thing, which had been empty before, but now there was an extra shàn cloth, apparently pulled from the tank downstairs and dragged here. I didn't pay attention to this because I was too nervous when I came down just now, but now I feel that something is wrong.

I walked over and kicked it, the tarpaulin seemed to be covered with something, I didn't pay much attention to it, I lifted a corner with my foot and looked in, it didn't matter, it scared my soul away, and a human foot was exposed.

The feet are bare, and there are no shoes and socks on them, and it looks like the legs are also bare, as if they are not even wearing pants. I didn't look closely at the time, because when I saw the human feet, I retracted them, and the body was covered again.

I made up my mind and prepared to lift all the tarpaulins to see whose corpse was inside, and at least to find out who had died among the mercenaries except for the young man outside the door. It seems that the one-horn is really powerful, and a small team of mercenaries didn't catch him, and let him kill two of them.

I timidly stepped forward, ready to lift the cloth, and I felt ridiculous when I thought about it, and if I could see myself in the mirror now, I would have an expression of extreme cowardice. It's no wonder that I've never seen this situation before, and in the past two years, in order to find my biological parents, I've experienced all the things that ordinary people can't experience, and in retrospect, I don't know when I started, and I stepped on this dangerous road of no return step by step.

I trembled my hands to pull the corner of the cloth, and the covered corpse was revealed little by little, and I kept reminding myself in my heart that I would see any terrible pictures, don't take it seriously, the dead are not terrible, the terrible is the living, and the dead are not in any danger to me.

It was a man's corpse, and as the cloth was lifted little by little, the corpse was presented to me little by little. The first thing you see is the bare feet, then the bare legs, then the two legs, and the other one is broken at the knee, and the flesh is blurred, as if it is still bleeding out.

Immediately followed by the body, the strange thing is that the male corpse did not wear a single piece of clothing, I think maybe after death, someone picked it off, the reason is not clear.

The male corpse was lying down, with half of his severed leg placed on top of his body, and an arm that was about to be broken, resting sideways on his chest. Judging from the blackened color of the wound, it must have killed him when the unicorn detonated, and he didn't leave a whole corpse, which was quite miserable.

The question is, why do you want to strip off your clothes, and even collect the parts on your body, put them in the corner of the wall and cover them again? What did the mercenaries do? Then why didn't they bury the little young man at the door? Just let him lie down in the aisle with a hideous expression. Could it be that it was an important person who died?

The first thought in my mind was that this corpse was Lao Li, Lao Li was the leader of this group, and if he died, someone would definitely bury him properly. As for why I stripped off my clothes, then I can't figure it out.

In retrospect, Lao Li is not bad, although he did against us on the surface, but except for grabbing equipment to force us down the mountain, he didn't do anything to hurt us, and he was also very kind, and I still have the candy cubes he gave me in my trouser pocket. If I really want him to disappear from this world every minute like an enemy, I really can't do it, and I haven't been so radical in dealing with enemies, after all, the world where people kill people is far from the world where I lived and grew up.

As soon as I exerted my arm, I lifted aside the entire tarpaulin covering the corpse, and finally the corpse's face was revealed.

The moment I saw that face, I couldn't help but scream.

That's not Lao Li's face, let alone Lao Zhang or someone else, that person's face is too familiar to me, and the male corpse is actually a single horn.

No, I saw Monhorn before I came down, he escaped intact, and I was glad for it, and now the others are following Monhorn to find a place to live, why is his body here, and it was blown apart? Could it be that I'm too nervous and hallucinating?

I closed my eyes hard, and then opened them to see the face, no matter how I looked at it, it was a single horn, and the eye that I had covered with a scarf had turned into a black hole, and the eyeball must have been blown up. The scattered corpses of the one-horned horn were like garbage, which had been piled up in a dustpan and piled up in the corner, and finally an oversized cloth was found and covered with it.

I couldn't figure out what was wrong, and the scene in front of me was completely beyond my comprehension.