Hey, the fat man suddenly came to his senses, and played the iron pickaxe vigorously, and an iron door was dug out by him from the side wall of the cellar, but the iron door was closed, and there was no keyhole on the door, it seemed that it was controlled by a mechanism, but where is the mechanism of this iron door? If the trap was outside, the house outside would now be left with only a wooden shelf, and it would be impossible to hide the trap.

Immediately, I found that I was thinking too much, and this kind of problem could not be difficult for the fat man at all, so he directly dug around the iron door with an iron pickaxe, shouted, and then pried it hard, and the iron door was pried out by the fat man along with the door frame, revealing a dark hole.

As Wen Zhan said, the fat man is really good at breaking through tricks with strength. It's like burglary, others are trying their best to pry open the lock of the security door, but the fat man directly smashes the wall of the door, knocks down the entire security door, and then grows in......

We all laughed dumbly, and each checked whether the flashlight tied to the barrel was secure, and I gave Wen Zhan Wen Qianqian some ammunition, not that I was stingy and reluctant to give them all, but if I gave them all, they would have no place to put them.

For the sake of insurance, I stuffed them with a pistol again, and after getting ready, I jumped out of the cellar, still in the previous order, I opened the way in front, the fat man and Wen Qianqian followed behind me to defend both sides, and Wen Zhan was in charge of the rear of the palace.

There is still a diagonal passage at the foot, but this passage is not long, only four or five meters, and below the passage is a hall, the hall is almost the size of a classroom, except for the side where we came out, there is a wooden door on each of the other three walls, this kind of wooden door is exactly the same as the wooden door we saw in the secret passage before, it is carved with an extremely delicate dragon pattern, and on each wooden door, it is also engraved with handwriting.

I looked at them separately, and the handwriting on them was the kitchen, the toilet, and the practice room.

The fat man immediately scolded: "Grass, you have to run so far to, are the people of the Wei family all neurotic?" ”

I smiled and looked around, the walls and floors were made of large bluestone, and there were more than a dozen huge logs on top of my head to support the weight of my head. No matter how I look at it, I don't see a shadow of gold.

"Didn't you say that there was a cellar of gold? Why don't you see a single piece? The fat man took out his dagger and poked it at the wall: "This wall is not made of gold. ”

"Wei Haibo is talking about the gold in a cellar, not the gold in a room, so the gold is naturally not here." Wen Zhan said with a smile.

"But there's no gold in the cellar outside." The fat man frowned.

"There is no gold in the cellar outside, so there is no other cellar in this room?" I laughed and spoke, we searched the hall very carefully, and found nothing unusual, so naturally, we set our eyes on the three wooden doors.

We didn't have much interest in the kitchen and toilet, they were all gathered around the door of the practice room, and if there was a cellar, there was a good chance that they would be in this room.

I pushed the door open with the barrel of my gun, and when the flashlight shone through, I realized that it was not a room, but a long passageway. The group walked cautiously forward, walked about fifty meters, turned left, and a large room appeared in front of us.

No wonder it should be called the practice room, this room is almost half the size of a basketball court, and there are more than a dozen weapon racks around it, on which are displayed all kinds of weapons, what knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, what eyebrow sticks, nunchucks, nunchucks, nunchucks, nunchucks, what big hammers, meteor hammers, everything, and even some weapons that I have never heard of.

For example, if there is a weapon, an iron rod is cast with a large iron ball, and there are countless cold and shining iron thorns on the ball, some like a mace, but the front end of the mace is not spherical, then what is it called? Wolf tooth balls? Wolf Tooth Hammer? Wolf tooth eggs?

Walking briskly along the practice room, we found a cellar in the right corner of the practice room, and the cellar was not covered with wooden planks, but iron plates, and in the middle of the iron plates, there was a pull ring.

After making sure that there was no high-voltage electricity on the iron plate, I reached out and grabbed the pull ring and tried the weight, good guy, it weighed more than 200 pounds. As soon as I struggled to lift it, I tore it open, put it aside, and we gathered around the mouth of the cellar, shining down with flashlights.

The cellar is not deep, about four or five meters, but the moment we saw the situation below, we were all a little stunned, because the floor of the cellar was paved with gold, and the gold bricks emitted a dazzling light under the reflection of the flashlight.

Before we could express our surprise, there was a sudden white light in the cellar, as if someone had suddenly turned on the switch, and dozens of incandescent lamps were lit at the same time.

The strong light made me subconsciously close my eyes, hurriedly retreated, and at this time, I heard a whooshing sound, as if something was quickly flying out of the cellar, and then, there was a huge force hit my chest, directly knocked me two meters away, and quickly opened my eyes, although the eyes were still a little flowery, but I could see that it was a right leg that attacked me.

Grass, hasn't this right leg been burned to ashes by me? How did it come out again? Could it be that they have other accomplices? Or is it the offspring of the right leg before, Mombi, can these stumps still have infinite scarcity of children and grandchildren?

His eyes swept away, and he saw that the fat men were all caught off guard, knocked to the ground, and in front of them, there was a stump in front of them, and the green light flashed in the palm or the soles of the feet.

The only strange thing is that these stumps don't continue to attack us after knocking us down, but instead adjust in place, giving the impression that they are building up energy.

I didn't bother to think about what the reason was, so I yelled, "Don't shoot yet!" ”

It's not because I'm kicked stupid, it's that now everyone is lying on the ground, what if someone happens to stand up when the shot is fired? In this case, nine times out of ten, you will accidentally injure your own people.

Before the words fell, the right foot in front of me shook a little, and then a little on the ground, jumped high, and kicked at the door in front of me, under the foot board, the green eye flashed, but I always felt that something was wrong, as if the right foot in front of me was not as strange as the right foot I had encountered before. Although it also had a green eye under its feet, it also flickered, but it did not have that resentful and vicious expression.

What's going on here? Could it be that it's just a temporary replacement?

Soon, the right foot was kicked in front of me, and I snorted, and with a slash, my right palm and finger turned into a knife diagonally upwards, directly towards its calf.

Having fought with these stumps many times, I knew that these stumps were extremely fast, and I didn't plan to attack them with this slash at all, and I already had some back-up moves ready in my hands.

What I never expected was that I slashed it directly into its belly, and with a bang, this right leg was actually knocked four or five meters away by me, rolling on the ground several times, and after stabilizing my body, I flicked it to the ground, but it jumped into the cellar.

Hey, that's it?

I quickly got to my feet, gun raised, and prepared to support the others.

At this time, the fat man and the others also punched and kicked these stumps back, and stood up one after another, surrounding me, and the four of them raised their guns back to back, but those stumps fled into the cellar at the first time.

"Something isn't right." I frowned and said, "These stumps don't seem to be as powerful as they used to be. ”

"That's right! I feel that way too. Wen Zhan said: "This feeling is still very obvious, if it was an African macho man who fought with us before, then it is those stick sissies who are fighting with us now." ”

"Hey, you can't get used to those sticks." The fat man's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, and he regarded Wen Zhan as a confidant.

"I can't say it's unpleasant, but I definitely won't like it!" Wen Zhan said with a smile.

"Damn, when has this been, are you still in the mood to say this?" It's rare that Wen Qianqian actually scolded a foul word.

"She likes a certain stick combination, that's why she's angry." Wen Zhan laughed softly and explained to the fat man.

"Alas, one misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, brother, you have to spend a little more time correcting your wife's bad habits." The fat man said with a smile.

"You still say!" Wen Qianqian was furious.

Even though they were laughing and arguing to relieve their tension, their tension could still be felt from their shoulders, at the very least, their shoulder muscles were tense.

What is strange is that after these stumps enter the cellar, they do not come out again, and although the light from the cellar is still so strong, after adapting, it is not as dazzling as before.

"Look ahead." I beckoned to the crowd behind me.

Everyone held their guns and cautiously walked to the mouth of the cellar, and when they looked down, their scalps were numb, and at the bottom of the cellar, they were densely packed with stumps, and at first glance, there were hundreds of them. When they saw us looking down, the stumps suddenly shot out one after another, rushing towards us.

The four of us pulled the trigger at the first time, and with such a dense stump, we didn't need to aim at all, and any shot could hit a stump. For a moment, flesh and blood flew in the air, and the sky was full of meat scrap and blood, and our heads and bodies were soon covered with a layer of flesh and mud, and a strong smell of blood drilled into our noses.

At this moment, my mind was blank, but I instinctively fired at the stump, and the powerful shotgun sprayed over, which could knock several stumps away, and the submachine guns that heard the war were just casually strafing, and the guns did not miss. There was nothing else in the air, only meat splatters flying everywhere, and even, when we inhaled, we could suck in the blood and minced meat.

Despite our frantic shooting, and despite the fact that a thin layer of scrap of meat had fallen on the ground, the number of stumps had not diminished in the slightest, and the cellar was still pouring out of the stumps, and it seemed that the stumps inside were endless.

With a shot of this intensity, our bullets quickly ran out.