Chapter 223: Iceberg Hell
"Mom. Lin Kun screamed in horror, dropped the Luoyang shovel and turned around to run. Liu Jinwei quickly aimed at his back, and there was another "boom". Lin Kun looked down at his chest in disbelief, and the blood spread rapidly. He felt cold and empty in his chest, as if the wind had poured into it.
Lin Kun felt that his strength was flowing rapidly from his body, his knees weakened, and he involuntarily slipped to his knees. He wanted to raise his hand to plug his wound, but after several attempts, he couldn't lift it. He had to sigh helplessly and slowly close his eyes.
Seeing that Lin Kun was angry, Liu Jinwei quickly moved the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at the trembling scarred man. The scar man's crotch was already damp, and a pungent smell came out. Seeing that Liu Jinwei's muzzle was aimed at him, he couldn't help but kneel down on his knees, and the scarred man said in despair: "Please, don't kill me, I don't want anything, these gold nuggets are all yours." β
Liu Jinwei sneered with a shotgun and said coldly: "I killed you, and these gold nuggets are also mine." β
The scarred man felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and a wave of despair surged up like a tide, making him feel cold all over his body. His lips trembled and he tried to fight for his last life: "You leave me useful, this ice is too hard, you can't chisel out all the gold nuggets of Xiamian alone, you leave me alive, I can help you." β
Liu Jinwei glanced at the thick ice. There was a hint of hesitation on his face, and his hand holding the gun lowered slightly. The scar man knew that his words had touched Liu Jinwei, and his heart couldn't help but be overjoyed. Finally feeling a glimmer of life, he immediately spoke again: "Look. With such a long stretch of ice, one person doesn't know how to dig until the Year of the Monkey, and two people will be much faster. Leave me alone, it will be of great use. β
Liu Jinwei hesitated for a moment and nodded and said, "What you said makes a lot of sense. Seeing that he was finally relieved, the scarred man couldn't help but smile on his face. But who knows, Liu Jinwei raised his hand and shot him, hitting him in the center of the eyebrows. The smile on the scarred man's face hadn't faded yet. The corpse slammed to the ice, lying next to the iron head.
Liu Jinwei blew the muzzle of the gun that was still smoking. said coldly: "I can't dig it, won't I wait until the ice melts before I come to fish?" Thought I was as stupid as you were. He took a few steps forward to the body of the scarred man, and with his foot picked at his left hand, which he had always hidden in his sleeve, and a small pocket pistol fell out. Liu Jinwei said contemptuously: "I really thought I didn't know that you still had a hidden hand?" I've seen you kill a blind bear with it. β
Liu Jinwei, who had already killed the red-eyed, turned around with a gun. Looking at Xiao Tang, who was awakened by the sound of gunshots, he smiled and said, "Where do you want to go?" You should be in the company of your brother. β
Xiao Tang trembled and crawled back, and said tremblingly: "You actually killed them all?" You're a true lunatic. β
Liu Jinwei licked his upper lip, which was splashed with a few drops of blood, and said with an extremely ugly quibble: "People die for money, birds die for food, I just obey the will of heaven." So much gold, such lovely gold, if I don't make the first move, I'm afraid they will attack me, I just win the game faster. β
"Gold?" Don Jr. was stunned. He glanced at the blood-stained ice and said in horror, "What gold?" Where is there any gold? It was just a pile of useless goose luans. β
"Goose Luan Stone?" Liu Jinwei was taken aback, and he quickly glanced back. I saw those bright gold nuggets quietly placed on the ice, exuding an alluring golden light. He stared at it a few times in fascination, and then turned back with confidence. The undisguised, beast-like murderous intent in his eyes made Xiao Tang feel a chill in his heart.
Liu Jinwei raised the gun, his eyes were red, and he said viciously: "You want to lie to me." My gold is obviously there, and I hate people to lie to me the most. Especially the gold that wants to cheat me. β
Xiao Tang's eyes bulged slightly out of fear because of fear, as if he was about to fall out of his sockets, and he shouted in horror: "No ......" Unfortunately, as soon as the word came out, the gun in Liu Jinwei's hand rang out again. Xiao Tang slowly lay down, and the blood quickly spilled out from under him, staining a large area of red.
Liu Jinwei finally got rid of the person who came to snatch his gold nuggets in his hysterical imagination, he threw the shotgun in his hand casually, and quickly ran back to the side of the gold pusher. Because there were so many people dead, there were a lot of blood stains on those gold nuggets, which looked very weird.
Liu Jinwei didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he took off the backpack behind him, poured out the contents one by one, and then began to load gold nuggets into it. Those delicate and cold metals were grasped in his hands, and he felt that they could make him ecstatic and intoxicated more than the most beautiful qing people. He closed his eyes uncomfortably, picked up a piece and put it to his mouth and kissed it gently. But the rough touch on his lips made him feel uneasy.
Liu Jinwei opened his eyes and saw that what was being held tightly in his hand like a treasure was a valuable gold nugget, which was obviously a worthless goose luan stone. The black, rough stone lay quietly in the palm of his hand, like the greatest irony of all.
Liu Jinwei's eyes widened suddenly, as if he was about to come out of his eyes, and he said in horror: "My gold, where is my gold?" β
He frantically flipped his backpack upside down, and everything he had put it in fell out with a clang, smashing out a lot of small holes on the blood-soaked red ice. There were still a few pieces that smashed heavily on the instep of his foot, and Liu Jinwei couldn't feel the pain anymore, and he was frantically pulling through the pile of goose stones on the ice, looking for it. But he was soon disappointed, how could the goose luan stone be the goose luan stone, how could it be turned into gold, so he screamed in despair: "Where has my gold gone, why is this happening, my gold?" β
But no matter how much he roared, how he screamed, how he searched, how angry he was, there was only a pile of coarse, useless goose stones rolling all over the ground on the ice. Liu Jinwei was unwilling to pounce on the ice that had not yet been chiseled, and looked down through the thick ice, but it was white, and he couldn't see anything. The gold nuggets they had seen scattered at the bottom of the stream, glowing with a golden sheen, seemed to have disappeared into thin air, or they had never been seen at all.
Liu Jinwei looked at it, the original crystal white se and bright red blood were intimately intertwined, like a big bowl of shaved ice poured with cao berry jam, and the four crooked corpses, more like the eighth layer of iceberg hell in the eighteen layers of hell.
At some point, the four corpses all turned their heads in his direction, and seven blood-red eyes glared at him viciously. Liu Jinwei couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and a huge sense of fear came to his heart.
Just when Liu Jinwei was panicking, he suddenly noticed that the body of the scar man moved, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but was horrified to find that not only the scar man moved, but also Tiezi, Lin Kun and Xiao Tang. They approached him in all sorts of strange postures with iron-blue and black faces, mutilated bodies, and blood all over them, stiff, terrifying, and indifferent. There was also a sense of malice and biting coldness in his blood-red eyes, especially Xiao Tang, because one of his legs was broken, so he could only crawl the ice, but he left a long bright red trail on the ice he climbed.
Liu Jinwei shouted in panic: "You want to come over, don't come." "It's a pity that no one will listen to him anymore, no, I should say, no ghost will listen to him anymore. They approached him step by step with a monstrous hatred for revenge.
Liu Jinwei raised his gun in despair and threatened: "If you come here again, I will shoot." But this time, his gun didn't do anything to stop drinking. They were still persistently approaching him, Liu Jinwei could no longer stand the huge pressure of Jingshen, and in extreme fear, he shot at them, and another burst of gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Liu Jinwei quickly ran out of bullets from the gun, but his former partners had already come to him. A pair of pale and stiff fingers clawed around him, and soon the cotton clothes on his body were clawed into strips of rags. and the skin on his face and body were also scratched out of deep blood grooves, and blood flowed down instantly.
His eyeballs, which were particularly prominent because of his frightened horror, were also plucked out by the group of evil spirits, and rolled out of the ice with a grunt. Now his whole person is like a blood gourd, Liu Jinwei howls in pain because he can't bear such horror and severe pain, and begging loudly, his miserable cry is heard far and wide in this empty and cold valley.
Li Yuanhao and An Xin both heard his painful wail, An Xin frowned and said, "Listen, someone is calling for help, there should be one who is not dead." β
Li Yuanhao also listened carefully, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, at least one is still alive, let's go quickly." Maybe one can be saved. β
An Xin nodded, and the two of them quickened their pace, and a few of them jumped down, and soon left Meng Dezi and the hunting dogs far behind.
Just when Liu Jinwei howled in pain, Xiao Tang, who couldn't stand up, barely supported his upper body, opened his mouth, exposed his sharp teeth, and bit his thigh fiercely. As soon as Xiao Tang's upper and lower jaws were forced, a large piece of meat was bitten off by him. With a smug and weird smile on his face, Xiao Tang chewed the piece of meat in his mouth a few times, and the blood immediately flowed down the corner of his mouth, and he swallowed it like this as soon as he raised his neck.
However, this can no longer make Liu Jinwei panic. Now, several stiff hands were pinching his neck. He had to close his mouth, like a dead fish, and could only roll his eyes and foam.
At this time, An Xin and Li Yuanhao had already rushed to the dirt slope and saw Liu Jinwei's figure. To be continued: 861
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