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I quickly picked up two backpacks and slid them on Jack's back. Both guns were there, Jack's slight charge was still hanging on his chest, and my AK47 had fallen to the ground at some point. I picked it up and rubbed it slightly

Wiped the black and green liquid on it, and carried it on his back. With palpitations, he looked at the wall of the sky and the black hole that was still bubbling out of the black water, stuck with a blurred skeleton of flesh and bones, and carried Jie

Gram runs in the opposite direction of the light wall.

Great fear also generates motivation, and I ran a little tirelessly, and soon ran out of the range of the wall of light. It was already pitch black in front of me, and I turned on the one-eyed flashlight, holding it in one hand

Flashlight, one hand grabbing one of Jack's arms hanging from my chest.

It was awkward, of course, but for me, Jack didn't react, he was lying on my back like a dead pig, and his body was still sliding straight down. Luckily, I wisely carried the AK47 on my back

After being a bracket, otherwise he can't carry him at all.

I still have to keep figuring out the direction, but fortunately we know where the cave wall is, and if we go in the opposite direction, sooner or later we will come to the underground river.

The initial speed and fury quickly faded. I worked hard to get out just now, although it wasn't for a long time, almost in the blink of an eye, but the consumption of physical strength during that time was absolutely large, and the fear was the same

Exerts stamina.

After identifying the two markers that formed the line, I sat down with Jack still in a flat place, next to him, with his back against a stone pillar.

It's too tired, running like this is not a way, you have to wake up Jack, carrying a pile of nearly two hundred pounds of meat on his back, and carrying a living person of equal weight are two concepts.

It's better when I run. As soon as I sat down, the stench hit my brain again. The two of us are like two super rotten eggs at the moment, and it is estimated that even if any carnivorous creature touches us, it will be smoked away. Heard

I've had a protective color, but I've never heard of a protective smell, and we're all weird.

But I'm also worried that I'll be smoked to death before I run into other monsters. There is no water. I could only take off my clothes, pinch my nose and scrape off the sticky stuff stuck to my clothes with a dagger, at least

It can reduce a little foul smell. Not only do I have to deal with my own clothes, but I also have to deal with Jack's body, not for his sake, but also for my own sake. With him on my back, it's impossible not to

Consider the smell on his body.

I spread my clothes and pants on the floor and scraped them down with a dagger. Fortunately, the sticky and foul-smelling stuff didn't dry, and it scraped off a layer as soon as it was scraped. My sense of smell is a little numb and adapted,

These smoked things didn't make me unbearable.

Jack was lying next to me with a backpack underneath his head. In fact, the smell on the backpack is no lighter than that on the clothes, and when you put it under your head, it is like arching over a foul-smelling pig

It's the same in the circle. It's not that I'm trying to play tricks on Jack, it's a bare stone floor, where can I go to find him a suitable pillow. Besides. He is in such a half-dead state, he is really throwing a pigsty

I don't even feel it. Maybe we'll be able to wake him up.

Suddenly. I felt Jack move.

The flashlight shines on my clothes, and it is impossible for me to touch the black and scratch the dirty, let alone whimsically wake up Jack with the flashlight. When I felt Jack move, I moved the flashlight

to Jack's face.

There was no expression on his fat face. Yes, Jack's face was swollen and fat again, and my hand was heavier this time to wake him up. Although the time and amount of time and quantity of filming him are far less than the last time, but

The consequences are similar to the last time. The swollen face bulged slightly, squeezing the two eyes into a slit. I feel that this time the head and face are not in the right place, can this thing wake up and open his eyes

Eyes are all problems.

I looked at it for a while, except for a slight breath that caused my chest to rise and fall slightly. Didn't see him move. I didn't even see my eyeballs turn, but I couldn't see it when I did, and my eyelids were swollen and tall.

I turned my head and continued to scrape the dirt off my clothes. But this time I kept an eye on it, and the flashlight and the afterglow of my eyes began to notice Jack's movements.

It didn't take long for me to jump up and kick Jack in my pants. I was going mad with rage, and I saw Jack move slightly as if he was lying in an uncomfortable position

The lower body may also be smoked by the backpack under the head.

"Ya is still pretending to be dead, I have carried you all the way, you plan to exhaust me to death, and you are not afraid of being smoked to death."

I cursed and kicked again. But Jack didn't react at all, and seemed to be going to play dead to the end. I retracted my foot and didn't dare to kick it again, that kick was a little harder, Jack's brain

The bag fell off the backpack and slammed into the stone floor with a 'bang', but the thing actually held back.

I couldn't help but crouch down and say to him, "Jack, stop pretending, you're so exposed." You think I'm stupid, you don't want to carry you anymore. ”

After saying this, I suddenly jumped up, because I found that Jack is not pretending, he is not an acting school, and even if he is an acting school, he can't do this action. His limbs didn't move, and he was visibly limp

He lay on the ground, but his body bulged out of the middle.

There was something underneath his body. I jumped to my feet at the sudden incident, and quickly dragged Jack out of the place. But there was nothing beneath Jack. It's as if this thing can be hidden

Hidden beneath the surface, it can disappear instantly.

I looked for a moment at the place where Jack had been lying, a flat stone face that couldn't hide anything. Then suddenly turned Jack's body over.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back. The two rows of teeth made a 'click' sound, and if it weren't for my overly conscientious personality holding me up, I think I would have turned my head and run away.

I really wanted to run, even though my legs were a little soft.

Jack's coat was a thick jacket, originally a striking red, but now the color is no longer recognizable. But I knew that the material of this dress was thick and strong. Now, in this piece clip

Seven vine-like things protruded from Jack's back, and they were shaking slightly, as if these seven vine-like things had grown from Jack's back, and they were part of his body.

At the tips of these vines, like sea anemones, there are short, tiny tentacles that grow. It's nothing like the vine-like things I remember chopping off, the cuts of those things are flat and seem to be

Hollow. The only similarity between the two is that they are animate and can move.

I was standing a meter away, staring at the strange scene in front of me. There was a fierce struggle in my heart: go or stay! (To be continued......)