Sensing an inexplicable murderous aura, I suddenly stopped, and then quickly leaned towards the rock wall on the left.

What made me feel dangerous was coming from behind a huge rock more than a dozen meters in front of me on the right side of my body.

As soon as I stood against the rock wall, I saw a huge round head slowly poking out from behind the huge rock, and then a blinding light shone on me from behind the rock.

The light hit, and I subconsciously narrowed my eyes and tilted my head to one side.

This blinding light is the same as the wolf-eye flashlight we are dispensed with.

Don't think about it, this must be the fat head of Qu who is shining on me with a flashlight.

And, at this time, I also reacted.

Dare to love the murderous aura that came out behind the mountain stone just now, it was Qu Fattou and them.

Qu Fattou didn't know that the person who came over was me, and if someone approached, he would definitely be on guard, and it was natural to show a murderous aura.

"Don't fucking shake Lao Tzu, hurry up and take the flashlight away!"

After thinking about this, I couldn't help but shout behind the rocks.

After scolding, there was an echo soon behind the mountain stone, and sure enough, it was really the grandson of the fat head.

It's just that the words this thing shouted at me made me not happy at all

"Big white life! Be careful! Get out of the way! ”

As soon as Qu Fattou's voice fell, I was stunned for a moment, and then I reacted.

"Fuck me!"

I snorted, and quickly straightened up from the clinging rock wall.

Qu Fattou shouted very clearly what he said just now, there must be something dangerous on my side.

I reacted quickly and straightened up to my feet.

However, what I didn't expect was that I was about to run towards the rock where Qu Fattou was hiding.

Suddenly, I felt a gust of wind rushing towards me from the side of the rock that I had just leaned on.

I reacted quickly, and when I felt something hit me, I quickly turned around to face the thing that was rushing at me, and at the same time quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed the ** pistol in my hand.

I reacted quickly, but to my surprise, the thing that flew at me was so agile that I had just pointed the gun at me.

Suddenly, I felt a huge impact on my wrist.

I couldn't react, and the pistol I was holding was swept away by the tremendous force of the impact, and fell into the snow beside me.

"!"

I grunted and stared at the flying thing as I raised my other hand and slammed it down.

I was holding a grenade in my hand, but at such a tight distance, I would never dare to detonate it.

Besides, even if I wanted to, it was too late to detonate the grenade, and the flying thing was already close to me, and I couldn't reach out and pull the grenade ring.

As I raised my hand and smashed it, I was already glaring at what was coming at me.

At that moment, I really didn't know how to describe what I was seeing.

This thing, to be exact, is no stranger to me, I saw it not so long ago.

Facing me was a strange gray face, with almost no protrusions on the face, no hair on the top of the head, a pair of chameleon-like eyes, blood-red eyes, a large and slender mouth, sharp teeth, and a sticky and smelly liquid dripping from the corners of the mouth.

This strange face looks like the bouncing bully in "Journey to the West".

On closer inspection, four hands and four feet grew symmetrically on top of the same gray-white body.

This guy is the kind of spider-man I saw with Sima and I frozen in the ice wall before!

I was shocked to see it, and I couldn't help but pause with the action of holding the grenade and smashing it at Spider-Man.

In just a moment, the spider-man raised a large hand and grabbed my wrist tightly from the grenade.

The spider-man's hands and feet were long and large, and this time they made my wrists strong.

And its strength was still very strong, and a sharp pain came from my wrist.

"**Mother!" I couldn't help but curse.

However, my fingers couldn't help but let go of the scolding.

The grenade in my hand slowly slipped from my palm and fell to the side.

"Big White Life!"

At this moment, the exclamation of Qu Fat Man was heard from not far away, and I glanced at it and saw Qu Fat Head and another short man rushing towards me from behind the mountain rocks where they were hiding.

After a closer look, it was my other good brother Chen Hudan.

Qu Fattou and Chen Hudan obviously also saw the scene where I was restrained by the spider man.

However, because they were still more than ten meters away from me, and the distance between the spider man and me was extremely close, they were afraid of injuring me by mistake, so Qu Fattou and Chen Hudan did not shoot at the spider man.

Just as Qu Fattou and Chen Hudan were shouting and rushing towards me, the spider-man made another move that shocked me.

My hands and feet have been completely restrained by this spider-man at this time, and I have nothing to do in the face of this guy's many hands and feet.

Just as Qu Fattou and Chen Hudan were shouting and rushing towards me, I saw that the corner of the spider man's mouth seemed to be grinning suddenly.

Immediately after, this guy actually stretched out a hand and pulled out the Tang knife I had inserted in my right leg.

Spider-Man's chameleon-like eyes seemed to grow blood-red, revealing a look of greed and cruelty.

Spider-Man raised the Tang knife he had pulled from my lap aloft in the air.

Without the slightest hesitation, he plunged straight into my eyebrows.

"It's Day"

Watching the Tang knife fall, I couldn't help but close my eyes, I thought that I might not die well, and one day I might die on the streets.

But I really didn't expect that I would hang up in such a way.

I haven't figured out what this four-legged spider-man is, how can he die like this?

However, the unwillingness in my heart will not prevent the Tang knife in the spider man's hand from falling, just when I was thinking about how to trick Meng Po into drinking two more bowls of soup in my heart.

Suddenly, another gunshot rang out in the narrow ice.

The sound of this gunshot was crisp, and it was obviously not from the Remington M870-style shotgun in Qu Fattou's hand.

Just as I was surprised, another gunshot rang out.

After the gunshot, I saw the body of the spider-man pressing on me stiffen, and then his body tilted, and he slowly fell to the side