[Stolen Pen] Wangmeng's Little Black Hole's Road to Escape

The fat man straightened up, got up from the sarcophagus, and started running to the other side of the passage as soon as he got up, a bloody hand stretched out from the sarcophagus.

The fat man looked back from time to time as he ran, and was so frightened that he called his mother, and asked for help from Wang Meng and Poker Ping who were standing there: "You two little comrades, we got to know each other anyway, if we don't help the fat man, we will be killed!" Throw your life here!"

Wang Meng looked over, and a stench was blowing towards his face. A blood-red thing appeared in front of the three of them. The bloody corpse made a creepy clucking sound, and suddenly turned to Wang Meng's side. Two pupils without pupils Eyes fixed on them.

Wang Meng's whole body was tense, his scalp was numb from the blood corpse's stare, and he cursed: "Fatty, tell you to touch it!" Poker bottle shouted in a low voice, "Run!" The two of them also started to run in the opposite direction to Yu Wu Xie and Wu Xie. Wu Xie and his side couldn't do it in the first place, and they couldn't bring the blood corpse there anyway.

The fat man was so frightened that he didn't even have time to catch his breath when he saw Wang Meng and the others and the blood corpse running towards him. After all, he was only a nimble fat man. After cursing "Damn", he made an arc around the spot and ran towards the opposite direction. , This happened to be going to Wu Xie and the others, but fortunately, he continued to chase Wang Meng and the others before the blood corpse was caught.

Wang Meng and Poker Ping turned left and right in the tomb passage, but the blood corpse behind them followed closely. Wang Meng was so tired, what a back!What annoys him the most is meeting blood corpses in the fight.

Finally, after two or three corners, the two pushed the blood corpse away a little, but the blood corpse still followed them. When they made a left turn, they didn't know whether it was Wang Meng or the Poker Bottle that touched something. The Laozi organ, which was originally the wall, flipped over and brought them into another space.

"Huh..." Wang Meng let out a long breath. It had been a long time since he ran so excitedly in the fight. Although he knew that the bloody corpse was still outside, he could always take a rest for a while.

Taking two deep breaths, Wang Meng looked around, but found that there was no light at all and he could hardly see anything.

"What are you looking for?" Poker Bottle next to him asked him.

"Uh..." Only then did Wang Meng notice that the person who came in with him was also his amiable and lovely patriarch. He was at a loss for words and replied casually: "Look at the environment."

"We should be in a small secret room now." Poker bottle analyzed the current situation.

"About how big is it?" Wang Meng turned to the right and asked him. In fact, Wang Meng couldn't see where the Poker Bottle was at all, but his hearing has always been sensitive. Coupled with his childhood training, his hearing is about twice that of ordinary people, and he can basically Locate by sound.

"..." Poker-Face was silent for a moment, "Ten square meters."

"Can this secret room be opened now?" Wang Meng asked hurriedly.

"It should only be opened from the outside."

"No gaps in the walls?"

"It's made of slate."

Hearing what he said, Wang Meng knew that he must have tried it. His heart was agitated, and he asked again: "Where are the air holes inside?" Because he didn't feel the air flow.

"No."

Wang Meng slid along the wall and sat on the ground, stroking his forehead with one hand. He couldn't get out and there was no air hole. Did he die or what?

After being depressed for a while, Wang Meng raised his head again, his clear eyes, although in the dark, did not have the previous depression.Poker-face felt his heart skip a beat when he saw it, although he didn't know what Wang Meng was thinking of, he didn't ask aloud.But it was strange to see Wang Meng laughing again. He remembered that Wang Meng was like this almost all the way, a person with a smile on his face, "Aren't you worried?"

"I'm worried, I'm worried about the boss, and I'm worried about myself, but the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. I have something to do so I won't die, at least I won't die here." Wang Meng said without hesitation, "Death!" "This word, he believes that he can't die here, his boss is still outside the secret room, and his mother is still waiting for him to retrieve something, so it is impossible to die here.

After thinking about it a lot, Wang Meng stood up against the wall and groped the wall with his hands, not letting go of a single spot.Poker-Face had already seen that there was something wrong with Wang Meng's eyes. Wang Meng touched it as if he suddenly remembered something, and said casually: "Ah, my eyes are not very good in dark places. You can also help me to see if there is something wrong with my eyes." There's nowhere to escape."

Wang Meng thought to himself, how could he talk to the patriarch like that if he put it aside, tsk tsk.

Poker bottle didn't speak, but he also groped around the wall on the other side. Of course, the two of them found nothing, and they didn't know what the secret room was for, so there was no gap left.

Wang Meng had no choice but to sit next to Poker Bottle and began to think, thinking that he fell asleep, and was woken up by the "cluck" sound of the blood corpse.

The blood corpse was so powerful that it had already opened a small opening in the wall, and a little light came in from the outside. Wang Meng rubbed his eyes and was about to stand up, "This blood corpse can be regarded as a favor. Maybe we still have to rely on it!"

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist when he stood up. Wang Meng saw that it was the Poker Bottle that was holding his wrist.

Following Poker-Fing's eyes, he found that Poker-Face was looking at his hand. Wang Meng's hand was wearing a pair of black gloves. At first glance, he didn't know what material it was made of. I was also curious about Wang Meng wearing this pair of gloves when I was on the boat.

For some reason, Wang Meng made a sudden effort, and successfully broke free from the pulling force of the stuffy oil bottle.

In desperation, Wang Meng began to say casually, "I have a disease on my hand... I have a skin disease... Brother, let's get ready to go out first."

No matter how the Poker Bottle reacted, just after saying this, the blood corpse had successfully opened a big hole.

The blood corpse first ran wildly and then hit the wall, and its body was even more blood red. Wang Meng scolded: "That fat man, you really want to hurt me!!" Rush towards the blood corpse.Seeing this, Wang Meng rushed forward to help, he threw the gun on the ground, Poker Bottle had already rushed up, if he used a gun, he might accidentally injure Poker Bottle, and to deal with this kind of thing, his Melee combat is more direct than long-range shooting.

Then the two of them had a bloody corpse, and it was a scuffle. Wang Meng and the others had the upper hand to some extent.

Seeing that the blood corpse changed his strategy and began to specialize in Poker Ping, and that Poker Ping also suffered some injuries, Wang Meng was so angry at the blood corpse, so he didn't care whether it would be exposed or not. He tightened the glove of his right hand, cursed, gritted his teeth, and poked his hand directly into the blood corpse's shoulder, and then pulled hard, and just tore off one of the blood corpse's arms!

"Brother! Let's run!" Wang Meng grabbed the stuffy oil bottle with his left hand and ran for another burst of life. Finally, he ran to a place where he couldn't hear the roar of the blood corpse, and made sure that the blood corpse After he couldn't catch up, Wang Meng took a deep breath. Looking at his right hand that still had a foul-smelling blood, Wang Meng felt sick for a while.

At this moment, Wang Meng heard a very familiar voice, which was the voice of the fat man earlier, and it seemed to be coming from below him.Wang Meng held his breath, leaned on the ground and listened carefully, and sure enough he heard the fat man's voice.

The fat man coughed: "Comrades, I have troubled you. It looks like we are going to see Marx. I, the fat man, have never been afraid of anything, but I really didn't expect to die like this."

Wang Meng was amused for a while, why is this fat man so poor all the time?Then I heard Pan Zi's voice, "Fatty man, where the hell did you come from, I really want to fuck you to death!"

Wang Meng secretly yelled that it was not good, and sure enough, he heard Wu Xie's voice next, "You guys quickly think of a way, otherwise no matter who smokes, the bugs will take advantage of it!"

"Boss is down there, little brother, is there any mechanism here?" Wang Meng looked up at Poker Bottle, and Poker Bottle glanced at him, and found a square connecting stone slab between the stone wall and the floor. Press hard, and an opening appeared on the floor in front of Wang Meng. Wang Meng saw Wu Xie and the others from the opening, turned around and said thank you to Poker Ping, and then jumped down. Wang Meng jumped down and followed him Behind him, Poker Bottle also jumped down.

However, what they saw when they went down inside was an astonishing sight. They saw that Pan Zi was covered with corpses, and he was lying on the ground rolling in pain, and he was about to be eaten by the corpses.

Fortunately, as soon as Wang Meng and Poker Ping entered, those corpses were taken aback for a moment, and suddenly they ran around like crazy, desperately trying to stay away from them, and receded like a tide, disappearing on the wall Deep in several trenches.

"Boss! Are you okay?" Wang Meng asked hurriedly, seeing that Wu Xie was already on top, and he didn't look injured, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing the voice, Wu Xie took a closer look, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the two men who fell from the sky were Wang Meng and the Poker Bottle, so he replied: "I'm fine, we fell into a group of corpses, Pan Zi wanted to save us." You suffered a lot of injuries, where did you go?"

The fat man next to him yelled when he saw the two of them: "My God, these two guys are not dead!" It was better, it was just that he was in a lot of embarrassment, but he didn't see him bleeding, so he felt relieved instantly.

Poker-Face and Wang Meng picked up Pan Zi who was dying on the ground, so they sent Pan Zi up first, and then Wu Xie and the fat man dragged Wang Meng and Poker-Face the other. They both pulled up.

Wu Xie was very nervous after experiencing this narrow escape, and just about to check on Pan Zi's injuries, the Poker Bottle waved his hand and said, "Go, it's coming after you." Wu Xie looked at Wang Meng's expression and found that Wang Meng also looked anxious, and couldn't help but wonder what they had just experienced.

But before Wu Xie could think about it, the fat man jumped up when he heard the words, and he seemed to empathize very much. He picked up Pan Zi on his back, and Wu Xie picked up Pan Zi's miner's lamp to open the way ahead, and the five of them went straight to the stone road. ran to the depths.

The author has something to say: It should be the 15th now, but the author is still in school o(︶︿︶)o

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