Chapter 62: The Human-Faced Beast Body

The sound of gunfire continued, followed by the sound of running and houses shattering. Because it was in the dark, this kind of situation of only hearing the sound and not seeing the reality increased the psychological pressure of everyone.

After countless exercises, Ling Yunfeng and the others are okay to say, but they have suffered the four experts.

Lao Wu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. His mouth was even more bitter, and he wanted to speak but was so hoarse that he couldn't make any sound. Thinking of the mysterious phone call he received before he was drafted, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He didn't know anything about the mission at the time, and the call was inexplicable, just asking him to provide some help at the right time, and soon there was an extra million dollars in his foreign account.

can know his foreign account when he was a tomb robber, and he still doesn't know what he wants to do, which makes Lao Wu frown. But within a few hours, he received the task of cooperating with the country to explore the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. This made him sure that the purpose of the call must be related to the mission.

Although he was a tomb robber in his early years, because he was naturally timid, after witnessing the tragic death of his accomplice in the tomb, he washed his hands of gold and became an archaeology professor in the university...... Countless thoughts flashed through his brain, not for anything else, because Lao Wu felt that the voice in the darkness was too terrifying, and it was possible that their group of people would be folded here.

Just when Lao Wu was full of thoughts, there was already a black shadow running in the direction of the fire.

Shouted as he ran: "Hide ...... quickly"

The person Ling Yunfeng heard shouting should be a wild wolf, and he was just about to give the order to conceal the attack. Then he saw the wild wolf running towards him with a man on his back, and then when he was about to reach his eyes, he suddenly turned around and ran to the left.

Immediately after, Ling Yunfeng saw the direction where the wild wolf was running just now, and a black shadow like a cow rushed towards them. This momentum, like a giant truck crashing head-on, makes people feel like they can't avoid it no matter what.

"Da Da Da ......"

A burst of gunfire woke up Ling Yunfeng and the others, and it turned out that behind the side of the cow-like monster, the golden steel wolf and the second tiger were constantly shooting, trying to slow down the speed of the bull monster.

Ling Yunfeng and the others, who had woken up, also shot one after another, shooting a spark on the bull monster's body. However, the bullets did not seem to be of much use to it, and it continued to rush in the direction of the fire without slowing down.

"Quickly take the experts to ......"

Before he had time to think about it, Ling Yunfeng shouted and rushed towards the experts who were still lying on their stomachs by the fire.

Only then did he pick up the oldest paleographer, Professor Fan Lao, and turned his head to see that the monster had entered the place where the fire could shine.

I saw that the monster was covered in a turquoise metallic luster, and the shape of the monster was really the size of an adult buffalo in the south. The real face is not like a buffalo, but has distinct facial features like a human. It's just that those bronze bell-like eyes shot out of terrifying anger.

Ling Yunfeng didn't dare to look more, and pulled Fan Lao away, but the old Professor Fan struggled to break free of his hand, and muttered, "Where are my glasses?"

When is it, still looking for glasses? Ling Yunfeng still had to let him grope on the ground, pull him up and run. The other members of Team B also pulled up one by one and ran away.

At this time, I heard a loud baby cry behind me, or maybe women are naturally less resistant to babies. This baby cry caused Xiao Pepper and Qin Qing to stop and turn around to look for the source of the sound.

You know, this is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. If there were babies in a mausoleum, it would be a real thing. Ling Yunfeng couldn't help but roar angrily: "Run, where is the baby in the mausoleum!"

Being yelled at by Ling Yunfeng, Xiao Pepper and Qin Qing also came back to their senses and immediately ran towards him.

Just as Ling Yunfeng turned around and yelled, the human-faced bull monster had already rushed to the edge of the fire, struggling to trample on the burning firewood on the ground.

Ling Yunfeng suddenly had a thought in his heart, that monster couldn't have been attracted by the fire, right? But this is not the time to think about this, the first task is to protect a few experts.

The crowd fled into the nearby houses, scattering and moving slowly and lightly, for fear of attracting another attack from the monster.

Because Fan lost his glasses, his highly myopic eyes were no different from blind people at this time. Ling Yunfeng had to carefully escort him through the house slowly.

Crossing a corridor, Ling Yunfeng helped Fan Lao into a room. The room was large, with several low tables placed side by side on either side, and a slightly larger table in the direction of the door. It seems that this is supposed to be the place where the guests of the main house feast, which is what we later called the living room.

The wooden floor creaked when stepped on, Ling Yunfeng was afraid that the things from more than two thousand years ago would not be able to bear his weight at all, and it would not be good if the noise was too loud to attract that monster. So he had to find a fairly sturdy place by the pillar at the door and let Fan Lao sit down.

Suddenly, there was movement from the other side, and Ling Yunfeng was just about to raise his gun to shoot, when he saw a hand stretched out from the other side, and he kept playing the sign language of the dragon soul.

Knowing that it was his own person, Ling Yunfeng relieved himself. When the people over there approached, they saw that it was a wild wolf. There was also a person behind him, and that person was the sick cat that had screamed before.

It may have been that the sick cat was pulled by the wound when he put it down, which made him grin for a while, but he didn't make a sound.

It was only after the sick cat had calmed down a little that he told what had happened to him what had just happened.

At that time, the sick cat was roasted and began to search the inner city separately. Because it was only a vigilant search, they didn't go very far.

Since I had been in the outer city before, I felt that someone was watching me from time to time, and this time I felt even more intense during the search.

When the sick cat walks through a courtyard and is about to enter a main house, the feeling of being prying is particularly strong. This made him involuntarily turn on the safety of the gun.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt a cold and biting wind blowing in my face. How can a sick cat manage so much, raising his hand is a long point shot. But he still miscalculated the strength of his opponent, and the bullets only hit a little spark, and before he could dodge, the monster had already rushed in front of the sick cat.

The sick cat felt light at that time, and then flew into the air. That wasn't all, for when he had just fallen to the ground, the monster came up again, and its iron hooves were right on his thigh. That crisp sound of broken bones is something that the sick cat will never forget in his life, and this is also his last memory before he fell into a coma.

Listening to the narration of the sick cat still breaking out in a cold sweat, Ling Yunfeng fell into deep thought.

The wolf on the other side had already made a makeshift splint with some planks and the sick cat's gun, and after immobilizing the sick cat's thighs, both of them were on the verge of collapse.

Just now, when it was fixed, the sick cat bit the wooden stick in its mouth. In order not to make a sound and endure the pain, the wolf stuffed a wooden stick in the mouth of the sick cat, apparently it was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Maybe the wood here has long since rotted, maybe ...... The wolf didn't want to think about it anymore.

(To be continued...... ）