483 Resurrection of the Dead
After walking diagonally up for about twenty meters, the passage turned to the left, and at the turn there was another right foot on the stairs, this time I didn't shoot, but beckoned the fat man and Wen Zhan to aim the gun at the right foot, walked up to it, stabbed it with a bayonet, and found that the right foot was also dismembered from a living person, and there was no demonic eye found on the sole of this right foot, it seems that this is not the stump controlled by Zhang Qixia.
Kicked it away and continued to walk up, walking for more than thirty meters, there was another left turn in front of it, and on the stairs of the turn, he put another left hand, glanced at it at random, and did not see any eyes in the palm of his hand.
Damn, it's endless, aren't you tired of playing this trick all the time?
flew up and kicked it aside, and just a few steps forward, Wen Qianqian behind him let out a scream, and then there was a sudden sound of submachine guns.
They all turned around, only to see that the left hand that I kicked away just now had already choked Wen Qianqian's throat, and Wen Qianqian's submachine gun was sweeping at the back of the passage.
Grass, this left hand turned out to be the stump controlled by Zhang Qixia.
Wen Zhan reacted immediately and rushed forward, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand, because at this time, Wen Qianqian's submachine gun was firing indiscriminately, and he couldn't help shouting: "Qianqian, don't shoot!" ”
Fortunately, Wen Qianqian is also a person who practices martial arts, and she quickly calmed down, although she was still choked by the throat with her left hand, but she stopped shooting in her hand, at this time, Wen Zhan jumped up, grabbed the arm of the left hand, struggled to straighten it, and then said loudly: "Boss Ding, quickly shoot it with your shotgun." ”
The fat man hurried over and leaned the muzzle of his shotgun over the arm of his left hand. The passage is so wide, and the four of them are also huddled together, and if they don't shoot close to their arms, they are very likely to accidentally injure their own people.
I turned my head and pointed my gun at the passage in front of me to prevent the stumps from sneaking up.
The fat man hadn't shot yet, but Wen Zhan roared angrily, and then, the roar stopped abruptly, as if something had choked his throat, I couldn't help but look back, only to see that on Wen Zhan's neck, there was an extra right hand, obviously, this right hand secretly followed from behind, and when he saw an opportunity, he made a sneak attack on Wen Zhan.
It was at this time that I heard something rushing behind me, and in a frightened way, I hurriedly turned back, and suddenly I couldn't see what it was, no matter what it was, I pulled the trigger.
Puff puff, puff, the bullets from the submachine gun seemed to shoot / into the flesh, and I saw clearly that there was a left foot in front of me, although it was beaten by the submachine gun and kept retreating, it did not intend to escape, but rushed forward left and right.
Not far away, there was a right foot that was bouncing rapidly, and with each bounce, the sole of its foot was volleying at me in the air, and in the dim light, the green eye on the sole of the foot was very strange.
Damn, play around, huh? Playing before and after, right? Lao Tzu gives you a move to sweep away thousands of troops, and I don't believe that I can't kill you.
I gritted my teeth and pulled the trigger, the submachine gun in my hand swept from side to side, the bullets kept hitting both legs, the huge momentum kept forcing them back, although they kept charging, they couldn't rush forward half a step.
Rumble! Behind him came the sound of shotgun gunfire, the sound of which was extremely dull, and it was clear that the fat man's shot was fired against the arm of his left hand. Without Wen Zhan's help in grabbing/holding his arm, it took a lot of effort for the fat man to put the muzzle of the gun against that arm.
The fat man pushed and pulled the shotgun sleeve again, and it hit another shot.
This shot went down, it seemed that something was on the ground a little, and then quickly escaped, and at this time, Wen Qianqian behind him also seemed to let out a long breath, and then, I heard the fat man shouting: "Sister, you go to help Brother Ghost, I'll help Wen Zhan!" ”
Wen Qianqian agreed, and soon, a body stood next to me, and the submachine gun fired at the two feet in front of me. With Wen Qianqian's help, these two feet suddenly couldn't resist, and the flesh and blood on their arms splashed more and more.
Seeing that the situation was not good, both feet also flicked to the ground, and disappeared in front of the passage in an instant.
There were two loud shotgun noises behind him, and then the fat man was scolding: "Grass, don't run, fight until dawn!" ”
Only then did I turn around, only to see Wen Zhan rubbing his neck with a wolf face, and looking at me with a wry smile: "I think I have Wen Zhan's kung fu, but I don't have the slightest use." ”
I smiled bitterly and comforted him: "These stumps are constantly chopping with knives, guns can't be killed, not only are they extremely powerful, but they are also extremely fast, and the most frustrating thing is that they are different from our opponents in the past." Our opponents in the past were human beings, with a head, a neck and a belly, and when we were attacked, we could also attack the opponent's other key points to force/force the opponent to defend, but it was just a hand, and there was no other key point for us to attack, and the kung fu we usually learned was naturally not used. ”
"Luckily, there are guns, and there are plenty of bullets." The fat man smiled and reloaded the shotgun: "It's also a shame that the number of stumps is not much, it's just two hands and two feet, if it were like the one we did in Yangcheng, those hundreds of golden dolls were so powerful, we would have finished playing a long time ago." ”
"Golden dolls?" Wen Zhan repeated it in surprise, for fear that he had heard it wrong.
The fat man simply told him about the golden puppet in Yangcheng, and Wen Zhan was suddenly fascinated: "I didn't expect the two eldest brothers to have this kind of experience, life is really wonderful." ”
I laughed, "Aren't we exciting right now?" ”
All four of them changed their bullets and continued to walk up, and after walking for more than 20 meters, there was a flat passage in front of them, and at the very front of the passage, there was a left hand and a left foot.
This time, we didn't care about 3721, and shot at the left hand and left foot, directly blasting it into pulp.
"These hands and feet shouldn't belong to that little four." Wen Qianqian said suddenly.
"How can you be so sure?" Wen Zhan asked in confusion.
"You still remember when we came out of the Golden and Silver Pavilion room, when the fat brother shot Xiao Si's left foot, blowing up the soles of Xiao Si's feet." Wen Qianqian frowned and pointed to the broken left foot on the ground: "You see, although this foot was beaten to pieces by us, its sole is still there." ”
Hey, really.
If it's not Xiao Si's hands and feet, then whose is it? Du Neng has been ruled out, and Li Xiaoxiao is impossible, could it be that there are other people dead in this place?
Is it someone from the Wei family?
Is it a nearby villager?
Or is it one of the big men in the second and third and fifth grades?
Everyone expressed their guesses, but these speculations were immediately eliminated one by one, and finally stopped this senseless speculation and continued to move forward.
After walking more than 30 meters, there is an upward passage in front of it.
Just as we were about to move forward, there was a clang, as if someone had lifted an iron cover, and then we saw that the sky was falling above the passage.
This is the exit!
For a while, we were all happy and surprised, happy that we could finally leave this hellish place, and surprised, who was the one who lifted the iron lid?
As they looked at each other, there was a very slow but heavy footstep sound above the passage, and the rhythm of the footsteps was very strange, as if it could resonate with my heartbeat, step by step, as if stepping into my heart.
With the sound of footsteps, a person slowly walked down the passage in front of him. First the feet are exposed, then the small/legs, the knees, the big/legs...... Both legs were bare/exposed, without any cloth to cover them, and they looked very similar to the stumps we had just fought with.
The fat man was about to shoot, but I stopped him: "Wait a minute! ”
Continuing to stare at the man who walked down from the top of the passage, we found that the man walked in an extremely unnatural posture, as if he was a marionette, and his hands and feet were controlled by invisible threads, and as the man continued to descend, we could see his lower abdomen and chest, then the two bare arms wrapped around his chest, and finally, the man's neck, chin, and lips......
When we saw this person's face, we all gasped.
This person turned out to be Fang Feng.
However, this 'Fang Feng' is very weird, his eyes are closed, there is no trace of blood on his face, as if he is a zombie, and his naked/exposed limbs have an abrupt feeling, as if these limbs do not belong to him at all, they are just stuck to him.
'Fang Feng' walked five meters in front of us, stopped, paused, and slowly stretched out his palms, and in the palms of his palms, there was a strange green eye, staring at us, full of hatred and anger.
In an instant, I understood, the hands and feet we saw in the passage earlier were torn from Fang Feng's body, and after these stumps ripped off Fang Feng's limbs, it was for the convenience of replacing them, although I didn't know what their purpose was in doing this, but I didn't think it was for fun.
"Grass, you brute!" The fat man didn't say a word, and fired a shot at 'Fang Feng's chest.
With a bang, the fat man's shot directly exploded a hole the size of a sea bowl in Fang Feng's chest, and there was no blood flowing out of the hole, but you could see the organs inside, what heart, lungs, or something, there was a lot of blood.
'Fang Feng' was shot by the fat man, his body shook a little, and instead of falling, he took a big step forward.
"Damn, I don't believe in evil anymore!" The fat man's arm was slightly upward, and he fired another shot.
This shot directly hit Fang Feng's head, and suddenly, Fang Feng's head was directly blown up in half by this shot, and only one eye, half a nose and half a mouth were seen on his entire face, and at the mouth where it was blown up, his brain was splashing out, and the situation was extremely disgusting.