[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

Poker-Face pulled out a saber thorn from the side of his leg and held it in his mouth, freed his hands, turned off the headlight, listened silently for a while, and then began to speed up and crawl forward.

I thought it was strange, so urgent?Could it be his long-lost Zongzi brothers in front of him?But you can only keep up with it.

The passage in front of the tomb is getting narrower and narrower, and gradually I can't even open my hands. I have lost a lot of weight in the past two years, but with the heavy equipment, I still feel a bit crowded.The sense of oppression came from all directions, and the breathing began to be difficult due to psychological effects.

The passage in front of the tomb turned a nearly ninety-degree turn, and Poker Face casually twisted his body and got through.

It's hard for me to have hard arms and legs. I tried to shrink my legs with the flexibility I acquired when I was learning Yizikai, and while secretly cursing that Wu Liao was a white lady in my previous life, I rubbed it hard, and finally passed the bend. , the tomb passage in front of him was pitch black, and that sound had disappeared at some point.

The sudden eerie silence made me a little nervous instinctively, wanting Poker Fing to be more careful, but when I looked up, he was gone!

I felt my heart "suddenly", and immediately began to feel that there were unknown things watching around.In fact, everyone who walks alone at night has experienced this kind of psychology, but I just scare myself. I have fought a lot alone in the past few years. I have long been used to this feeling, but I don’t know if it is this time The gap was too great, and I re-tasted the fear of being suddenly alone and helpless.

Poker Bottle has gone missing not once or twice, and the "missing credit line" in my place was overdrawn seven years ago, so I am used to it and can readily accept it, and immediately calmed down.

I didn't yell his name. ——He is so reliable, since he left without saying a word, then either he found some extremely important clues to pursue, or encountered some emergency situation where he couldn't make a sound, I should feel a little bit like a good teammate.If I howl out loud and he dies, then I will absolutely avenge myself by knocking on the rock next to me, and die in love without saying a word, that is called regret.

Thinking about it this way, I am also an old fritter. Although my physical condition does not seem to be very good now, there is no need to be nervous. Calmness can save lives.

I also took out the knife and held it in my mouth, lowered my body as much as possible, and slowly crawled forward in the dark.Who ever thought that after a few strokes, his hand suddenly hit a wall.

——This fork in the road turned out to be a dead end.

I thought to myself, damn it, it's too evil, a big living person Pok You Ping disappeared in front of me?When did his missing skill become so badass?Liu Qian taught it!

Immediately, I realized that I might have been hallucinating or had other pathways, so I raised my hand and turned on the headlight to observe and explore the surrounding stone walls carefully.

But almost at the same time, I suddenly remembered that I still had a very heavy Douxia mythical beast, Brother Zhu, on my shoulder, so I turned my head to look at it.I found that it was also looking at something with its head turned. This time, it didn’t look like it was falling asleep or bluffing me. I followed him and turned to the back. made a hole.

When I was wondering if there was a hole just now, I suddenly saw something flashing, and a pale hand stretched out from the hole!

This was so sudden, I was already tense, and I couldn't help the visual abruptness, so I jumped back suddenly in fright and stuck to the wall.He took off the dagger with his backhand and was about to chop it off, but saw that the index finger and middle finger of that hand were unusually long.

My heart was relieved, and I quickly stopped.The hand was very calm and made a "come here" gesture.I was feeling bored in my heart, can we discuss it and let me know next time?I know you are a master of action, but you know that I am not fat, but I have been trying to scare me, right?

But complaining is nothing but complaints, I stretched out my hand obediently, and a strong force dragged me into the hole, and the left turn was a higher level of space and almost a right-angled bend.I was still not feeling well, and I didn't have any strength in my body, so I stretched out my claws and grabbed his wrist for strength.

After turning the corner and taking a few steps forward, it suddenly became clear that there was a wide tomb chamber with the light of a miner's lamp flickering inside.

I walked in side by side with Poker Fase, and saw a thick back sitting against the wall of the tomb, silently working on something, a half-opened can of luncheon meat mixed with other cans of various colors at his feet Throw it around.And that buddy was holding a bowl or a basin, and was sucking noodles with a can of braised short ribs, looking delicious.

Brother Zhu ran up to recognize his father, and I stood there stupidly smelling the strong smell of sauerkraut noodles floating in the air. The experience of falling into a trap and being almost stabbed to death, I feel that his whole back is filled with a subtle feeling of needing a beating.

But to be honest, I was really relieved to see the fat man sitting in front of me, looking like he could be a weapon for another 500 years.

That guy was really cool, obviously he must be grateful to us, but he just pretended to be calm.At the end, the fellow finally turned around, and Little Mung Dou glanced at Poker Ping and me with a faint smile in his eyes, then turned his head and said, "Yo, you two are so kind, my trip to live together in Hangzhou is over." Lord, I’m here? Speaking of Fat Lord, it was years ago when I came in, but now it’s too late.”

I said to myself that Xiao Yang still disliked us for coming late. In fact, I also know that this guy has no other intentions. How can it be compared to the fat prince of our inverted fighting world? The little one is getting bald outside because of the shackles. You are playing "Ji Dou is my house, just like playing house" here, cooking noodles in a smokeless stove ? Fat Master's little life is very nourishing."

The fat man shook his shoulders triumphantly, and shared a chopstick of noodles with Brother Zhu to fulfill his duty as a father.Seeing that he turned his head and was about to talk to me, he suddenly froze for a moment, looked at Poker Oil Bottle, then at me, and laughed happily: "Little naive, why do I have the feeling of seeing a big white with a little black?" (The two cats raised by the fat man later) are the same for fighting, and there is no danger. Look at the beastly clothes of the little brother, and then look at you, how tattered. Also, why are you so red in the face Are you ashamed to see my handsome face?"

I touched my head, and it was really hot, on the contrary, my hands and feet were cold.After being told by the fat man, I was also relieved. Once the tension and excitement passed, I felt extremely weak all over, as if I could lie down and fall asleep in seconds if given a flat ground.

In fact, I did the same thing. I randomly found a warmer space next to the smoke-free stove, told me to take a short break, and then lay down with my clothes on and closed my eyes.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt the fat man put his hand on my forehead for a moment, and immediately took it away: "It's so hot? It's just a pinch of cumin compared to barbecue!"

"There was still remnants of the poisoning the day before yesterday. I was injured last night and didn't have enough rest, so I relapsed."

It was the sound of the oil bottle.

"Fuck, little brother, I've been living in darkness these few days. What's going on in your place? It's so dark in Little Japan outside? It's all closed now?"

"..."

"Come on, Master Fatty should wait for Xiao Wu to wake up and listen to him tell the truth."

Then I dully felt a warm hand resting on my forehead.I was having a high fever, and this physical cooling was just right. I snorted comfortably, relaxed my body, let my consciousness sink, and fell asleep.

In his last consciousness, he seemed to hear the sound of the fat man hissing and rolling to the other side of the tomb.