Zhang Qixun and the fat man were guarding the exits on both sides behind the temporarily piled bunkers, holding guns and murderous.

The flashbang finally burned out the last trace of his life, and the black fog around him instantly shrouded him.

Only a few wind lamps and flashlights scattered on the ground not far away are still diligently insisting on completing their lighting work.

By the faint yellow light, they saw that one by one, the human-faced birds flew down, folded their wings and stood on the volcanic rock around the crack, quietly, like sculptures.

On the head that resembled a human face, two big black eyes, staring at the three people in the crack motionlessly, Bai Sensen's skeletal face was expressionless, as if waiting for something.

The gunfire of those who fled in advance in the distance seemed to have stopped, which meant that except for the few who were killed, more human-faced birds would rush back, and more human-faced birds would come to besiege Zhang Qixun and the three of them.

In the silent darkness, the heartbeats of Zhang Qixun and the three seemed to be the same.

Suddenly, there was a loud flapping of wings in the air, and the gusts of wind that blew through the air were stronger than those of the human-faced birds before.

The indescribable stench wafted into the noses of the three of them in the wind, and the smell of blood and rancid smell mixed together was almost disgusting.

There was a bang, a heavy object fell from the air to the ground, and the flesh was blurred.

Grunt, there was a round unknown object bounced on the ground a few times, and rolled vertically to the front of Zhang Qixun not far away, he looked at it, only to find that it was Chen Pi Ah Si's subordinate, the head of Monk Hua.

Xu has been pecked, plus beaten, the head has been blurred to the point that the face is a little blurred, if it weren't for the iconic, bright top on his head, Zhang Qixun wouldn't have recognized its owner as Monk Hua.

And in the encirclement of the human-faced birds, there were exactly three corpses with missing arms and legs, one was lying there crookedly with a broken neck, looking at Ye Cheng's, and the other was devastated and had been torn apart, and his head didn't know where it went, and he didn't know if it was the old man Chen Pi'asi.

The three corpses lay there silently, silent.

The fat man obviously recognized the three corpses as well, and his clenched teeth kept fighting, but the gun in his hand was still holding steadily, and there was no movement in the slightest.

"Wooden fish." The fat man called Zhang Qixun softly, with relief in his voice, "The fat man can meet you and the innocent in this life, it's worth it."

After saying that, he paused for a moment, and then added, "The god man in the stuffy oil bottle is also counted, although that guy is always missing from us."

Zhang Qixun smiled and said softly, "What stupid things are you talking about, we will definitely get out alive."

The fat man also laughed, "Cheng, the fat man believes what you say, when we go out, the fat man will take you to the capital to visit my property in Panjiajia'er, so that you two children can see the world."

Plopped, and several more corpses were thrown down, which were under A-Ning's men.

Zhang Qixun glanced at it and stopped looking, the muzzle of the gun was always aimed at the beak of a human-faced bird, squinting slightly, "Don't you want to eat?" Fat man."

The fat man grinned, "The fat man will cook for you two personally."

"Okay, that's a deal."

"A word is a certainty."

Wu Xiaoxie sat on the ground, the cover blocked the view, he couldn't see the scene outside, but he could feel the murderous aura gradually surging in the air, and the words of the fat man made the ominous premonition in his heart even stronger.

He couldn't help but speak, "My blood may be useful to those human-faced birds, sprinkle my blood at the exit."

Zhang Qixun turned around and looked at him strangely, "What made you have such a terrible thought, your blood has already flowed enough after being shot, do you want me and the fat man to finally take it out and hand it over to Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi, it is a cold corpse?"

Wu Xiaoxie choked and said in frustration: "You have to try it, if it works, you two can be more relaxed."

Zhang Qixun sneered, turned his head back, stared at the three behemoths that fell down, which were obviously three or four times the size of other face birds, and replied to Wu Xiaoxie's words, "My authentic Qilin blood is useless to these miscellaneous birds, and your half-evolved blood is even more useless, be obedient, stay obediently, do your logistics, and the fat man and I will definitely take you out alive."

Wu Xiaoxie let out a low sigh, filled a bullet into the magazine, put it where the two of them could reach it, and continued to fill the next magazine.

The unstoppable loss on his face, and the deep powerlessness and frustration in his heart, in the face of such a dangerous situation, his teammates are fighting, but he can't help because of his injury.

But soon, he didn't have time to feel sorry for himself, and he was sad.

The battle began with a piercing scream.

Originally, under the leadership of the three adults, the little human-faced birds howled and opened their large mouths full of fangs under the skull, and from it crawled out a slimy, skinless, bruised blood vessel, like a monkey born prematurely due to lack of oxygen.

Those "mouth monkeys" swarmed up and feasted on the pile of corpses in the middle.

One of the skinny ones couldn't grab it, and couldn't squeeze in, but somehow noticed the head of Monk Hua not far from Zhang Qixun, and excitedly pounced over and took two bites.

Suddenly, it seemed to smell something, raised its head and turned around, and its yellow eyes locked on Zhang Qixun who was standing in the gap.

The little head grinned wide, the hideous fangs bared, and the bare paws flicked the bronze bell hanging from the thin neck.

Zhang Qixun's heart suddenly felt bad, the muzzle of the gun hurriedly moved over to aim at the monkey in the mouth, before he could shoot, the monkey in the mouth seemed to sense the danger, raised his neck, and let out a piercing and ugly scream.

There was a bang, and the blood mist splattered.

The shrill voice stopped abruptly.

The head and body of the monkey in the mouth were instantly separated.

But it was too late, and at this moment, all the mouth monkeys stopped eating, and their bare heads spun strangely in incredible degrees, as if they had no bones, and looked in unison towards the crack.

As a result, more monkeys screamed, and then swarmed upwards and pounced towards the crack, moving as fast as lightning.

A series of strafing sounds exploded, and Zhang Qixun and the fat man fired bullets one after another, constantly knocking the mouth monkey that jumped up in the air and was about to pounce into the crack to the ground.

But these mouth monkeys are as endless as a tide, and the dead mouth monkeys are also poured up by their companions to gnaw at the bones.

These little monsters are cold-blooded and make people's scalps tingle.

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