Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 62
The fake little brother looked around with cold eyes, hovering around him and the people next to the coffin sealed with water iron that looked particularly creepy.

Immediately afterwards, the fake boy rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms wrapped in dark green smoke.

He clenched his fist tightly and drew out the scarlet long knife at his waist.

With four swipes, four hideous long wounds were drawn on the arm.

Not pure, the dull golden-brown atavistic unicorn golden blood shot out along the wound on his arm.

In an instant, the blood was like four spirit snakes, circling back and forth in the dark green smoke like "armor" on his arms.

The fake boy shouted to the crowd:

"Look at me and act, ready to shoot at any time."

Immediately, he punched it, hitting the ax mark on the coffin lid.

laugh.

The corpse wax that had been filled into the hole of the ax hit had already had many cracks.

At this time, he was smashed.

Those strange corpse waxes touched the things in his hands, and immediately melted into a piece of fragrant corpse oil.

A strong and fierce corpse breath wafted out of the coffin in an instant.

The fake little brother stared at the coffin, the unicorn tattoo on his cheek flickered frantically.

A stab.

He used a scarlet long knife to draw a slightly larger circular hole along his fist resting on the coffin.

The fake brother directly inserted his arm into the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, his arm was dragged and sank into the hole.

It seemed that something was pulling it in with a huge force.

boom.bang bang.

At the same time, the entire iron coffin began to jump up.

hula.

The people surrounding the molten iron coffin all stepped back a few meters in unison.

The fake little brother made a violent move with a gloomy expression.

Fatty Wu Xie, Zhou Fan's younger brother, noticed.

Some dull golden-brown blood squeezed out from the unicorn tattoo on the fake brother's cheek.

In an instant.

Those bloody waters turned into countless threads, densely packed like spider webs, spinning down his arms.

In a blink of an eye, the arm sank into the coffin.

The blood disappeared so quickly that none of the people around the fake brother noticed.

Everyone only saw that the whole arm of the fake boy was twisted violently inside the coffin.

There was a loud click.

A look of obvious surprise appeared on the face of the fake boy.

He jerked his hand out, holding a withered severed palm in his hand.

The fake little brother stared at the dazzling searchlight with great interest, and looked carefully.

The corner of his mouth immediately evoked an ironic smile.

Fatty Wu Xie, Zhou Fan's younger brother, picked up the binoculars in a snap, and looked at the withered severed palm.

I only saw the upper part of the severed palm, which was obviously bitten off from the wrist by extremely sharp sharp teeth.

Because the palms were too dry, everyone couldn't tell when they were left behind.

But the complex golden-red tattoos on the two fingers of the mound and the back of the withered palm are particularly eye-catching.

It took only a few seconds for the fake brother to pull his arm out of the coffin.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the severed palm in his hand.

boom!
The entire molten iron coffin was directly shattered into countless sharp iron pieces.

With an unusually stench of pus, it burst out towards the surroundings like a goddess scattering flowers.

puff!

The nearest group of people were directly blown into hedgehogs.

With a burst of corrosion, those people directly turned into pus soup all over the place.

The fake little brother moved extremely quickly, and put the broken palm into his arms.

With a move of his hands, the four rotten and inhuman things following him followed.

He followed him to the back of the crowd, grabbed and kicked, and kicked everyone except the first row to a distance.

Grinning their teeth, those people gasped, shook their heads and stood up.

All of them were extremely excited, their hearts were surging, and they kept thanking the fake brother and his party for saving their lives.

Zhou Fan put down the binoculars and said:

"Those people are really all dead this time."

Wu Xie said in surprise:
"Huh? I thought they would die after being affected by that fake 'Dian' lantern."

"After other people use these weird lanterns and control other people's five senses, they will always consume those people's bodies and souls as 'lamp oil'."

The fat man rubbed his hands together and said:
"Ha, that is, people like Xiao Zhou, who hold black paper lanterns as flashlights for pure illumination."

"Take the human skin 'Dian' lantern as a 'signal jammer' for my little brother."

The little brother hummed, pointed to the positions of the palm prints touched by the fake little brother and his party, and said:

"This molten metal sealed coffin is obviously not his goal. Those people were not originally intended to be scrapped here."

Wu Xie concentrated on looking at the palm prints on those people, and wisps of dark green smoke rose from inside.

Wu Xie's fine hairs exploded instantly, and the roots of her hair became numb. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Damn! How come the smoke from these people is exactly the same as the smoke from the fake brother?"

"Dare to love that the cigarettes he smoked before were all made by people?!"

The color of the dark green smoke on those people's bodies, as well as the hissing sound and foul smell when the flesh and blood were burning.

It's all so exaggerated that people can't ignore it.

But those people around the fake little brother didn't notice it.

He is still nervous, excited, excited, or planning to slip away at any time with oil on his feet, all kinds of expressions seem very natural.

Everyone looked at each other with a creepy feeling.

At this time, the smoke and dust fell.

A huge and disgusting person appeared in the place where the molten iron coffin was originally placed.

This person was at least four meters tall and nearly five meters tall, and his body was sewn with a lot of limbs, heads, intestines and other things in a mess.

These limbs were all covered with a thick layer of watery, translucent blue-black mucus.

The billowing stench was accompanied by the murderous corpse aura soaring into the sky, gushing out like a small tornado.

Wu Xie counted with staring eyes, and said with a cold face:

"26 heads, right?"

"There are too many arms and legs, and they are all twisted into twists. I really don't know how to count."

The fat man hissed, trembled and said:
"The coffin sealed with molten iron just now is indeed much larger than ordinary coffins, but I can't fit this big guy in, right?"

"Unless he's... boneless and limp."

Zhou Fan glanced over the half-packed ones, boneless chicken feet and chicken feet with pickled peppers, and said:

"That may be the person who washes the bone cave, who took all their bones away."

"Then what was looked down upon as a bone washing cave and was treated as leftovers also underwent an extremely ferocious corpse change."

"Everything was put into the shell of the molten iron coffin."

The little brother said calmly:
"The huge bones sitting in front of the three huge steles may be the bones of this thing."

With serious expressions, everyone went to watch the fight between the fake brother and the many mad corpse dogs biting dogs.

The brainless corpse shook his body violently, and his numerous limbs all turned around.

An astonishing ominous power spread in an instant.

The faces of the people hovering around the mad corpse all changed.

At least half of the people couldn't help but backed away quietly.

The face of the fake boy also became serious, and he shook the scarlet long knife violently with the palm of his hand.

The four hideous long wounds on the arm that had not healed continuously spewed out dull golden-brown blood.

Along with these impure things, the atavistic unicorn golden blood merged into the bear red long knife in his hand.

The aura of the fake little brother is also rising steadily.

He squinted his eyes to enjoy the incomparable refreshing feeling brought by the soaring aura, and at the same time he yelled at those trash cannon fodder:
"Not yet?"

"Are you waiting to die?"

The fake boy glanced at them in disgust. Those people were like cigarettes, at least a quarter of their bodies had been burned off, and they murmured gloomyly:
"It really is a bunch of trash."

"It's still the Zhang family who can withstand the burning."

Those people also gritted their teeth, and all picked up various weapons auctioned from the Crescent Hotel.

Most of the people were like cutting flesh, and they were replaced with special ammunition worth 1 yuan each, which can effectively attack corpse-changing things.

A small number of people also hold some weapons made from corpse change as raw materials.

Bang bang bang.

All kinds of bullets flew around.

The many wild corpses were greatly retreated by the dense rain of bullets.

But everyone was shocked to find out.

In addition to being able to hinder a little bit, the speed of the rush of the many wild corpses.

And left some small scars on his body, like mosquito bites.

Apart from making the many berserk corpses more violent, the dozens of them seemed to have no other use.

Drink chi.Drink chi.

The 26 heads on the multi-headed crazy corpse all shook their necks and stared at the fake little brother.

This person, who made him feel the most threatening, must be eliminated first.

The dozen or so legs of the many-headed corpses kicked wildly on the ground like hot wheels.

With an unrivaled aura, wrapped in extremely ferocious corpse aura, dozens of arms moved crazily.

Those translucent weird mucus poured down from his body like a storm towards the fake little brother.

The fake little brother looked at the imposing manner like a rainbow, wishing to tear his multi-headed mad corpse alive, his nose was almost crooked in anger.

But the fake little brother's eyes were always salivating and he couldn't bear to look away. He looked at the most "normal" original head of the many crazy corpses.

That head was like a worm hole peeling an apple, and all the facial features were cut into a "groove".

In that position, a true Yuehua Orb, which was recorded in "Tiangong Kaiwu", has been bred.

The fake little brother growled fiercely with itchy teeth:
"Damn Zhang Qiling!"

"It's always everywhere, and now you need to come over to fight the thunder, and you don't come?!"

"Could it be that the molten iron coffin can't attract you? It's really disgusting!"

Fatty Zhou Fan and Wu Xie, who kept his ears up in the distance, almost threw up in disgust.

The little brother's expression was unruffled.

Boom.

Facing the onslaught of many wild corpses, although the fake little brother was angry, he was not flustered.

He reached out and grabbed two of the four inhuman corpses that had decayed long ago.

The fake brother directly reached out and pressed the shoulder of one of the corpses, holding the scarlet long knife with his backhand.

Facing the fake Wu Xie in the eyes of cannon fodder, it's like picking the thread of a shrimp.

Directly along the head and along the spine, a long cutting line was planed.

With a swish, he swiped to the end.

Immediately afterwards, the fake brother stretched out his hand, grasped the spine of the fake Wu Xie, and jerked it violently.

A bald grunt.

Just dragged out the entire fake Wu Xie, the entire skeleton.

The fake brother directly threw a pile of muddy fake Wu Xie's flesh and blood-stained white bones on the ground.

He seemed to have a well-thought-out plan, and he didn't care about the oncoming attacks of many wild corpses.

The fake little brother moved extremely fast, and he did the same thing to the fake fat man next to him.

Looking at the fake little brother's hands covered with corpse fluid and corpse water, as well as the flesh and bones of fake Wu Xie and fake fat man crawling at his feet.

Wu Xie and Fatty, who were watching from a distance, still couldn't help their scalp numb, and broke out in cold sweat.

The little brother glanced at Wu Xie and Fatty, and said lightly:

"Don't panic."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, how could this motherfucker not panic?

At this time, the attack of the many wild corpses was imminent.

The attacks of those miscellaneous fishes surrounding them were simply painless.

With both hands of the fake brother, he grabbed the fake Wu Xie and the fake fat man, whose bones had been removed.

He stomped on the sole of his foot and soared into the sky.

At the same time, the two weird corpses were thrown head-on at the many mad corpses.

The many-headed corpses didn't care about these two things at all, and waved a dozen or so arms, trying to beat them aside.

But the moment those two corpses came into contact with him.

It exploded immediately, turning into a large piece of strange brown corpse oil falling from the sky.

In a hurry, all of them were splashed on the bodies of the many mad corpses.

As soon as the corpse oil touched the body of the many mad corpses, it immediately squirmed along his body at an extremely fast speed, as smooth as silk.

In an instant, the whole body of the many-headed corpses was covered with a thin layer of strange corpse oil.

There was a sarcastic arc on the corner of the fake boy's mouth.

He took out a fire bag, wiped it in an instant, and kicked it directly to the many crazy corpses.

Immediately, the fake boy twisted his body in mid-air, and flew back into the distance.

boom!
On the bodies of the many wild corpses, raging flames burst into flames.

Immediately, he let out a particularly terrifying roar.

The many wild corpses kept waving their arms and rolled on the ground, making a loud noise.

But the flames on his body could not be extinguished by such a simple method as his.

Seeing, most of the limbs of the many-headed corpse were burnt.

Wu Xie and Fatty in the distance both showed stunned expressions.

Zhou Fan looked at the scene in front of him with great interest, and said:

"What did this fake boy do before? How could he be so proficient at skinning and deboning?"

"Is this skill standard in Xigudong? Or has it been passed down?"

"It seems that this guy is bound to win the treasures in this bamboo forest bone banquet. The preparatory work is really sufficient."

The little brother stared at the two skeletons thrown by the fake little brother at his feet, and said:

"The danger level of Xigudong is very high."

Zhou Fan laughed and said:

"In the future, we will go to 'Move for Xigudong'. Let's beat the disciples and grandchildren who came out of there to collect some wool."

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