Hearing Wu Xiaoxie's question, Zhang Qixun turned his wrist, glanced at the fat man, took out an octagonal silver dart from his pocket, pointed to the small mechanism above, and said to Wu Xiaoxie: "You let the fat man take this, if there is really any emergency, let him press the button of the mechanism here, and then throw it over and blow it up directly, the delay is enough time for me to get him back." Wu Xiaoxie turned into a microphone, ran to the fat man upside down, and relayed Zhang Qixun's words to the fat man without changing a word.

The fat man took the octagonal silver dart and looked at it, then stuffed it into his pocket and put it in.

"Okay, with the phrase Muyu, I'll be relieved to be fat." The fat man and Kirk climbed back onto the bronze chains, hanging headfirst on the rope, and were about to find a place to lower down so that the opening hook could be stuck in the gap in the coffin.

Wu Xiaoxie just wanted to open his mouth to remind the fat man to be careful. Change happened in an instant. For some reason, the lock of the climbing rope that hung from Kirk suddenly cracked and broke away from the bronze chain.

Kirk, who was hanging in mid-air, poked and fell straight down, his head slammed on the coffin, there was a muffled bang, his brain burst, and under the weight of his body, his fragile neck was directly twisted and bent, and his cervical vertebrae burst out, and those who were already dead could not die anymore.

The fat man was still adjusting the position of his rope drop, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, and said in his heart, good guy, this foreigner is more anxious than him, the aperture of the headlamp is too scattered, and there are several black and unknown objects below, he can't confirm Kirk's location for a while, and he doesn't know that Kirk's life has already returned to the west at this moment.

Suddenly heard Wu Xiaoxie exclaim,

"Fatty, get up!" Before the fat man could react, he felt that the rope hanging on him suddenly began to shake vigorously, and then there was a sudden shock, and the whole person began to fall uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he had an extra safety rope tied around his waist at that time, and when his head was about to hit the coffin, the safety rope straightened and dragged him away.

The fat man froze headfirst down in midair, and beneath his head was Kirk's twisted corpse. The fat man screamed in fright.

The people below also picked up the guys one after another and aimed them at the sky. What's on it?

"That kind of bird! That big bird on top! Ah Ning's men shouted, and in a panic, they accidentally fired a short shot.

Boom - as if a drop of water had been dripped into a hot oil pan. The entire sky over the rift exploded instantly.

The sound of fluttering wings flapping like a storm cast a huge shadow over everyone's heads.

Pan Zi shot out a flare and exploded white light in the sky. In an instant, everyone could clearly see that countless huge black shadows were circling and spinning above their heads.

As if a temptation, one of the larger human-faced birds tilted his head, found his target, and one swooped down, and with a sharp claw stretched, he grabbed a man into the air.

Then he let go of his claws, and the man screamed and slammed into the bronze chains one after another, and finally fell to the ground, his limbs twitching and writhing, and the blood foaming from his mouth was mixed with small crimson blood clots.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and the blood all over their bodies seemed to be congealing. Suddenly, a series of strafing sounds broke the silence of the room, and the sound of gunfire was deafening and extremely loud in the open rift.

As if it was a signal to charge, countless huge shadows swooped down with lightning speed. The screams and the roar of bullets were incessant.

Ah Ning's subordinates were like grasshoppers that had blown up their nests, fleeing and fleeing, and the attack was completely out of order, and Ah Ning himself was grazed by a stray bullet and was forced to hide under a large block of volcanic rock.

On the other side, Zhang Qixun shot a box of bullets, seeing that there was still a gap on the edge of the place where she was hiding, and there were many prey at this time, and the human-faced bird had no time to take care of it, so he stuffed the 56 and bullet magazine that he grabbed casually into Wu Xiaoxie's arms, pushed it in that direction, and said quickly: "Come down there and stay, don't run around!" Pan Zi held a gun and kept shooting into the air beside Wu Sanxing, seeing that Wu Xiaoxie had already hid in a sheltered place, he relaxed a little, fired the last flare to delay time, and yelled at Zhang Qixun: "Muyu, you take the third master and the little third master away, I will save the fat man." Zhang Qi patted Pan Zi, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction where the human-faced bird was flying, and shouted,

"Fatty, I'll save you, you take the third master to the rift valley!" Panzi looked over there and gritted his teeth,

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you in front." With a wave of his hand and a loud roar,

"Come with me!" Quickly retreat to the side of the rift. At this moment, the people who were in a mess lacked a commander to give orders, and as soon as they heard this, they immediately ignored the three seven twenty-one, took the wounded, and fled in a hug.

Seeing that A-Ning was injured, two of the more loyal subordinates ran two steps and turned back with A-Ning.

One of them also picked up Wu Xiaoxie on the side. Wu Xiaoxie staggered a step, suddenly screamed, and his left leg fell to the ground weakly because of the pain.

The man saw that Wu Xiaoxie's calf was oozing blood, and knew in his heart that he had been shot, and he might not be able to run out with him, so he said sorry ruthlessly, and then spread his hand and ran away with another person with Ah Ning.

Wu Xiaoxie, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't stop scolding his mother in his heart,

"Day! Nima's killed Lao Tzu. The fat man, who had already cut the rope with a knife, was standing on top of the coffin at the moment, ignoring his head and tail, with a human-faced bird above his head that was constantly trying to attack him, and under his feet were the unusually long ghost claws of his nails that had squeezed open a crack to drill out.

The fat man shot a few times in succession, temporarily forcing back the human-faced bird that wanted to attack him, and quickly took out the octagonal silver dart from his pocket, pressed down the mechanism on it and threw it into the crack of the coffin.

"Wooden fish!" The fat man screamed at the throat,

"Come and save me!" Zhang Qixun pulled out his knife and quickly ran to the side of the coffin carried by Kowloon, shouting as he ran,

"Climb up to the chains, and I'll get the one below!" At the moment of crisis, the potential of people is really unlimited, and the fat man jumped on the coffin and climbed the safety rope to climb up a large section, and quickly climbed to the bronze chain with his hands and feet.

There was a dull explosion in the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was shaken a few points off.

However, there was a coffin in the way, and the fat man above was not affected by the explosion. But after the explosion, the expression on the fat man's face was not relaxed, but even more frightened, and he screamed while shooting back the human-faced bird that pounced,

"Alive, alive, King Wannu alive!" The nine worms locked on the stone pillars around the coffin were also awakened at this moment, but they did not climb at will, but crawled one by one in an organized and disciplined manner, building a ...... between the coffin, the stone platform and the ground Ladder?

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