Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 72 Laying for the Yellow River Corpse Fishermen? (8 subscriptions)

Everyone looked at the "bone mud" flood pouring down the river, with shock and fear in their eyes.

Countless mutilated limbs covered with corpse spots loomed in the rushing pale white flood.

Buzzing discussions sounded, and some people had already started to retreat, but when a person just stepped out of the range covered by the candlelight emitted by the hollowed-out stone unicorns on both sides of the "dock".

puff.

A small bamboo forest with a size of more than ten square meters burst out from the ground.

It directly tied that person into a hornet's nest.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, the bamboo is extremely tough and flicks in all directions.

The person who wanted to run away was turned into a piece of meat.

The bone dregs and goose feather snow that fell from the sky fell into the pile of this man's flesh one after another.

rustling.

A small piece of white bone bamboo shoots squirmed and grew out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it ate up the man's flesh.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, and said with fear and curiosity:
"It seems that the place covered by the candlelight of the stone unicorn is the so-called safe zone?"

"What if someone stays out of the boat, or poachs the burning lamp oil?"

Zhou Fan pointed to the person standing upstream on the opposite bank, who was closest to the bone mud flood, and said:

"It's definitely not possible to get on the boat in advance. With the two thin hemp ropes pulling the boat, it will directly fall to the bottom of the river."

"This person probably wants to wait for the flood to pass before going up..."

boom!
Before Zhou Fan could finish his words, the flood of bones and mud had already rushed past that person.

That person seemed a little scared, he hesitated subconsciously, and didn't jump on the boat in time.

at this time.

puff!
A jet of water as thick as a water tank shot out from the flood, swallowing the man in an instant.

That person only had time to let out a scream, and the flesh and blood touched by the flood of bones and mud melted away.

The skeleton on his body was smashed into pieces by the water column.

The water column hit the ground, and then flowed back along the bank into the flood.

Everyone is heartbroken.

If you run out of the candlelight site, you will die, if you fail to get on the boat in time, you will die, if you are hit by those bones and mud floods, you will die.

Boom.

Rush down with the torrent.

Everyone one after another, not daring to hesitate, cut the hemp rope that tied the boat one after another and jumped in.

A few of them fell directly into the torrent because they didn't have a good balance.

The fat man took a careful look through the binoculars, and said a little nervously:
"The man who capsized still struggled a bit."

"But there were too many dead arms protruding from the bone mud flood, and they dragged him down directly."

Zhou Fan shook the bamboo and lion seal with his hand, and said with a smile:

"Fatty, you sit in the middle for a while, our boat must be the most stable."

The fat man took a deep breath and nodded.

The little brother stared at the rushing flood of bones, held Wu Xie and the fat man by the collars with both hands, and said to Zhou Fan:

"Get on board."

Everyone didn't climb down the river ahead of time like everyone else did.

With a flick of Zhou Fan's fingers, the two dark golden money darts cut off the two hemp ropes directly.

The "round soup pot" boat with a diameter of about two meters was firmly held by a few bamboo rattans that Zhou Fan made with the bamboo lion seal, and was lifted to a position close to the shore.

The four people walked in directly, the fat man sat in the middle, and Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie sat in a triangle.

The Bone Flood arrived at the same time as expected.

As the few bamboos and vines turned into spots of light, they dispersed.

The "Dishes Boat in the Qushui Liushang Buffet" that four people were riding on was swept by the waves and brought into the torrent with a bang.

The fat man held his breath and puffed out his mouth. He felt the whole boat go "whoosh" and suddenly fell down.

On the outside of the bamboo lion seal in Zhou Fan's hand, a layer of green bamboo leaves of different shades slowly rotated.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound.

In everyone's boat, there is another small bamboo boat made of bamboo and rattan, the same style but one size smaller.

In an instant, everyone felt that the whole boat was "floating~" and floated up.

Wu Xie chuckled, and teased the fat man:
"Thanks to Lao Zhou for getting this bamboo and lion seal, the few of us don't have to be angry at the bottom of the river."

The fat man held up the binoculars, twisted his body back and forth to observe the enemy's situation, wiped off his cold sweat and said:
"If it weren't for the fact that the bone mud flood is like 'corpse water', it would sting and melt when it touched the flesh."

"I'm not afraid of sinking to the bottom or anything, naive, don't forget, Fat Lord, I think he was a little white dragon in the waves back then."

"Even if it is assumed that I can't swim, Fatty, just relying on my body fat to float you three thin people in the water, wouldn't that be like playing?"

Everyone is happy.

Wu Xie gave Fatty a "defeated by you" look.

The little brother brushed his hand over the ancient black gold knife, looked at the invisible source of the rolling flood, and said:

"Go against the current and be careful of being attacked."

Zhou Fan made a few rowing oars out of bamboo and rattan, handed them to everyone, pointed to the many limbs up and down in the flood, and said with a smile:

"Hitting this thing with a paddle feels a bit like whack-a-mole."

Driven by the interlayer bamboo and rattan boats, the entire "soup bowl" boat directly rides the wind and waves against the current, and rushes forward at an extremely fast speed.

The fat man looked at Brother Zhou Fan and Wu Xie, all holding a bamboo and rattan oar, they kept beating those carrion corpses with outstretched arms, trying to get on board.

In order to reduce Zhou Fan's "if he sits on the edge, the boat will capsize", Zhou Fan had to consume more power of soul and control the bamboo and lion seal to drive the interlayer boat forward.

Fatty sat cross-legged in the middle, thought for a while, and took out the weird war drum.

Fatty patted the watermelon-sized battle drum happily, and said:
"The last time Xiao Zhou used the Moonlight Orb to upgrade our weapons."

"Fatty, my battle drum, in addition to the normal combat form, I can also make a 'mini form'."

"This first consecration of the miniature form is used to open the way for us."

talking room.

boom.bang bang.

The fat man's tiger eyes were wide open, and he rose to the beating of the strange war drum.

In an instant, an illusory sound wave erupted from the strange war drum.

Those sound waves directly followed the bow of their "soup bowl" boat, and injected them into the bone mud flood.

In the sound waves of the war drums, there were extremely astonishing breath fluctuations.

Directly around the hull of the ship, several layers of turbulent translucent foam formed.

When those bone mud floods touch these bubbles, which are so weak no matter how you look at them.

There was a chirping sound directly, and the flood was instantly evaporated into a small "empty layer".

The outside of everyone's boat seemed to be covered with another layer of extremely sharp "ice-breaking cones", which directly broke through the torrents.

When the fat man saw Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie, he gave him appreciative glances.

The fat man immediately shook his head triumphantly, and hummed an out-of-key tune while beating the war drum.

Zhou Fan stretched out his finger to Zhang Huan who was far in front of him, and said:

"His scarlet long knife can even cooperate with the impure ancestral unicorn golden blood on his body to emit a bit of knife light."

"It seems that Zhang Huan is really different from those who wanted to replace the little brother in the past."

"This person is obviously trained by others."

Everyone looked forward.

I saw the unicorn tattoo on Zhang Huan's cheek, constantly emitting a dazzling light.

A scarlet bloodstain that almost "cut in two" the unicorn tattoo was trembling non-stop.

Zhang Huan's cheek was cracked with a deep crack.

He stood in the middle of the boat, and there were eight people squeezed out in a circle.

Zhang Huan slashed at the torrent in front of him.

Immediately, there were more than a dozen knife lights entwined with scarlet red and golden brown, falling off from his long knife.

Carrying a fierce aura, those saber lights directly slashed down along the bow of the ship.

Immediately, a "vacuum zone" of about one meter appeared at the bow of the ship.

The eight people squeezed into the boat were all holding what looked like long-handled badminton rackets, rowing non-stop.

The little brother took a look through the binoculars, frowned and said:
"Their oars are covered with a layer of human skin."

Wu Xie's face turned green.

Zhou Fan looked at the people who had formed a temporary alliance with Zhang Huan before, and said in surprise:
"They seem to use their intestines as a chain to connect all the ships."

"So Zhang Huan opened the way alone, and all those small boats can follow the speed."

The fat man bared his teeth and said:
"That aggressive Zhang Huan is definitely someone who loses money if he doesn't find it. How could he contribute so selflessly to others?"

"There must be a conspiracy."

Wu Xie said strangely:

"Even if they are not afraid of burning the company camp."

"If one of the boats capsized, wouldn't everyone have to capsize?"

The little brother stared at those "intestines" and said:

"Those people shouldn't be alive."

The fat man raised his arms and shouted:

"Grind him!"

After all, the fat man clacked the war drum with his hands, cooperating with Zhou Fan's bamboo lion seal hatchback.

The whole "soup bowl" boat brought layers of waves and rushed forward.

……

City of corpses.

In an extremely luxurious palace.

Wearing a huge hooded cloak, except for a pair of hands, the rest of the body is tightly covered, and the weird tattoo artist is drinking tea.

Sitting opposite him was a person who looked exactly like his brother, except that half of this person's body was normal, and the other half of his body was covered with bones.

Attached to those white bones were some "tattooed" things that used the ancestral unicorn's golden blood as raw materials.

Apparently, it was a weird tattoo artist who wanted to "tattoo a body" for him with these things.

In addition to some tea refreshments on the table, there is a half-person-high light curtain.

The picture displayed on it was exactly the same as what the "fake brother-Zhang Huan" saw in his eyes.

The weird tattoo artist folded his hands and said:
"As the first Zhang Qiling to be put into the dragon-patterned coffin, the progress of repairing your body will be slower than I expected."

"I think it's because your physique is special enough."

"After all, you and Zhang Qiling, the last head of the Zhang family, are the only two skeletons that can be rated as 'extremely sacred' in Xigudong."

"But you can relax, I, the weird tattoo artist, have never missed a shot."

"Zhang Huan has already contacted Patriarch Zhang and the others, and he is going to get the location of 'the Zhang family's most secret treasure fragment'."

"No. 1 Dragon Pattern Coffin Zhang Qiling" took a sip of tea, crushing pieces of pastries with his good hand.

He stared at the light curtain and said:
"Since there is something so important to the Zhang family at the bottom of that weird well, why send Zhang Huan to such a waste?"

"I don't think Zhang Huan can win."

"In addition, Zhang Qiling, who was entrenched in the mausoleum of the Empress Dowager in the Han Dynasty, had a ghostly face with a misty wing and a smoke beard, and a corpse moth parasitized in his skull."

"What's so special about him, that it's worth washing Gudong to imprison him all the time, remove all the bones from his body, and replace them with another person to make the 'second Zhang Qiling'?"

"Could it be that the secret treasure of the Zhang family is in his skull?"

"If that thing is really so precious, why didn't Xigudong go to get it back?"

"and…"

In the eyes of "No. 1", there was a sense of domineering that had been in a high position for a long time. He stared at the strange tattoo artist with caution and contempt, and asked:
"You know a little too much, don't you?"

The weird tattoo artist let out a burst of obvious joyful laughter and said:
"I know enough because I killed enough 'Zhang Qiling'."

"You have to learn to trust others, like...trust me."

"However, due to the process of your tragic death, I know it is not easy to gain your trust, but we all have time, don't we?"

"Let's talk about something happy. The stronger Patriarch Zhang is now, the more benefits you will get when he dies."

"Of course, when Zhang Huan is killed, you can also get benefits. Although it is a little less, don't hold it against you."

"Look, whoever I am with will benefit continuously."

"I told you, I'm putting my life on you to win."

"Even if you don't believe in my character, you still have to believe in my vision."

"I...we'll win."

……

In the flood of bone mud.

Driving the boat, Zhang Huan, who was driving one to N at the front, sensed the movement behind him.

He turned around and looked, suddenly his face became ugly.

Zhou Fan, little brother, Wu Xie, and the fat man's boat have already appeared in the "fleet" of their group, not far behind.

Zhang Huan stared intently at the bamboo and lion seal that Zhou Fan held in his hand, and the weird war drum that the fat man patted like a watermelon.

Zhang Huan felt some acid regurgitation in his stomach, gritted his teeth with sour gas in his mouth and said:

"Such extravagant behavior, hmph, will definitely not last long."

"The benefits that Patriarch Zhang and the others gained by relying on luck will inevitably be lost by relying on their real strength."

"Think you'll run over me soon? Stupid!"

At this time, the snowflakes that were continuously falling in the sky and formed by the condensed bones became bigger and bigger.

In a short period of time, it changed from sporadic light snow to heavy snow.

Those who wanted to take advantage of the leaks found that all the things they used to resist the heavy snow of bones were corroded at a very fast speed.

Just when these people were a little at a loss.

One of the ruthless people grabbed the neck of a fellow shipmate casually.

Originally it was just to vent, to lift that person above his head to try to cover the heavy snow of bones.

But he was ecstatic to find that the heavy snow of bones had "compressed" the person in his hand into a flat human-shaped bone plate, just like tiles.

The ruthless man suddenly laughed wildly.

In an instant, almost all the boats were in a mess, fighting each other openly and secretly, trying to use the people on the same boat as their own shields.

The little brother looked at Zhou Fan and the fat man, put his hand on the black gold ancient knife, and said:

"I'm here to help."

Wu Xie eagerly said:
"In this case, Fatty and I should be two group attack masters."

"Hey, it's about Lao Zhou's use of the bamboo and lion seal, we can't replace it for him."

Zhou Fan smiled and said:

"There is no need to substitute for the time being."

"However, this river should soon enter the 'nine turns and eighteen turns'."

The little brother hummed, obviously ready to make a move at any time.

Wu Xie was puzzled and said:
"Old Zhou, do you know the feedback from the waves from the bamboo and rattan sandwich boat?"

Zhou Fan chuckled and said:

"That's not true. With my current power of the soul, I still can't detect things that far away."

"It's because those who are waiting to treat us as 'revolving sushi, revolving barbecue' must not be able to fish in this long waterway."

"A place with a lot of 'bends' is a good place to put chopsticks and add food."

Everyone stared at the rolling flood.

Those rotting limbs that could be seen everywhere before, sinking and floating in the water, unexpectedly fell silent to the bottom of the water without knowing when.

plop puff.

Zhou Fan's ten fingers flicked, throwing a large piece of money darts intertwined into a dark golden net against the bone mud flood.

Inside the "money eye" of the money dart, there are phantoms of various eyeballs.

Zhou Fan held a money dart with "oversized eyeballs" in his hand, and placed it among the crowd.

A dark golden light flashed.

The pictures seen by the "Qian Eye" that sank into the bottom of the water flashed like a marquee in the "Qian Eye" in Zhou Fan's hand at an extremely fast speed.

Wu Xie frowned and said:

"This flood is full of bones and mud, and you can't see anything a little further away."

The little brother frowned slightly and said:
"The corpses are running towards the river on the bank."

Zhou Fan's gaze moved slightly, and he said:

"If these things are not manipulated, they are acting on instinct."

"They behave like a yellow croaker walking around."

"It seems that if we go a little further, we will enter the hunting range of the 'fisherman' who came to eat."

Wu Xie's face turned green, and he said nervously:
"This pond full of corpses has slid aside on its own initiative, so what exactly is the person who came to eat?"

"Does this mean that they come here to 'fish' all year round? All the stupid ones in these corpses have been fished away, and the rest are all thieves?"

Zhou Fan touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"Could it be that the corpse fishers from the Yellow River came to hunt wild game?"

Wu Xie said with a black line on his head:

"Old Zhou, although I don't know if it's the Yellow River corpse fisherman, we are their 'dinner, game'."

The fat man's face changed suddenly, and he shouted:

"Yellow River Corpse Fisherman...Even if it's the Yellow River hanged ghost, he has to be let go first."

"That idiot Zhang Huan drove those people to attack us!"

Zhou Fan, brother, and Wu Xie were all ready to fight in an instant.

They suddenly looked up at the fleet ahead, tied together by a large number of intestines.

Zhang Huan, who was killing those miscellaneous fish and trash, was taken aback for a moment.

Although his stupefaction didn't affect him "snapping his fingers", it triggered the secret trick that had been buried in those people's bodies for a long time.

But Zhang Huan was obviously very surprised, why the four people who were a hundred meters away could detect his abnormal movement the moment he made a move.

He didn't shoot those four people this time, so they must not be aware of the "murderous look" on him, right?
Puff puff.

The moment Zhang Huan snapped his fingers.

All the miscellaneous fish who had been with him before trembled as if they were electrocuted.

Immediately afterwards, small red balls rushed out of their seven orifices.

The seven orifices of those people turned into seven black holes, from which black blood continuously flowed out.

Zhou Fan put down the binoculars and said strangely:

"Those red balls, why do I feel that they squirmed just now, could they be bugs?"

"But before I could see it clearly, Zhang Huan swallowed it all."

Wu Xie said with a numb scalp:

"Zhang Huan is using these people as petri dishes for bugs?"

"I think of Queen Mother Xi's human head jar again, using human heads to breed the corpse turtle king."

at this time.

Zhang Huan's hands were as quick as lightning, and he stretched out his hand to randomly pull two people out of the few people who were on the same boat as him.

Insert your palm, twist it, twist it.

Click.

Zhang Huan directly pulled out the breastbones of the two men.

He bent his hands a few times suddenly, and a huge bone slingshot appeared in his hand.

He directly pulled out the intestines of the two people, folded them back and forth several times, and made out a pair of rubber bands for the slingshot.

puff puff.

The intestines that tied up the boats on their side before also collapsed directly from the boats on both sides.

Like a spirit snake, half of the miscellaneous fish crew members were rolled up, and one by one they were thrown directly onto the "giant slingshot" held by Zhang Huan.

puff.

Zhang Huan put the huge bone slingshot along the top of the head of a miscellaneous fish crew member sitting in front of him, and inserted it directly to the bottom.

Use that person as a "pedestal" for the slingshot.

boom!
Zhang Huan kicked the crew member forward with his feet, picked up a person who was tied up by the intestines of the boat, and directly regarded that person as a "marble" for the slingshot.

Bombarded everyone's boat.

Whoosh.

The body of the person who was regarded as a "marble" twitched violently in mid-air.

There was a muffled thunder in his body.

Immediately afterwards, his body cracked, many cracks like thunder streaks.

Streams of black blood rushed out along the lines of thunder.

boom!
The huge energy shock wave contained in that person's body directly blasted him into countless fragments.

A strong corpse gas burst out.

Seeing that they were about to pour down on the four of Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie and Fatty.

Whoosh whoosh.

Zhang changed his hands extremely fast, throwing away the corpses of those crew members one after another.

All the corpses were like the continuous cannons of angry birds, hitting back and forth in mid-air, and smashing into pieces.

Those body fluids, pus, and body gas obviously wanted to marinate everyone until they tasted it.

Wu Xie looked at the "heavy rain" that was about to fall like corpse blood and foam, and asked very confused and puzzled:

"What is this doing?"

"These things can't hit us, can they? I think most of them fell into the water."

The corner of Zhang Huan's mouth curled into a sinister and confident smile.

Hmph, what is strategy?I am strategy!
No matter how big the patriarch Zhang and Zhou Fan are, what's the use?

Killing ah, you don't have to do it directly, killing with a knife is the most wonderful hahahaha.

Zhang Huan's hands didn't stop, and he catapulted half of the miscellaneous fish crew over with a slingshot before stopping with regret.

Zhou Fan looked up at the meat dregs that were about to fall into the water, clicked his tongue, and said:

"It seems that there must be a Yellow River corpse fisherman among the VIP dinner party not far ahead."

"Zhang Huan is making a nest in preparation for fishing, and the people accompanying him are equivalent to garbage fish food."

"It wasn't splashed over to attack us."

"It's to make us, and the place we're about to rush over, smell of corpse liquid and minced meat 'with special seasoning'."

"It's convenient for those who come to eat soon, they can lock a few of us."

The little brother hummed, and tapped his fingers slowly on the black gold ancient knife.

Everyone noticed that there was a hint of interest in the little brother's eyes.

Obviously, the Yellow River Corpse Fisherman finally aroused my little brother's interest.

Fatty was so angry by Zhang that he stopped the drums and said:

"He has the mentality of 'I can't beat you, can I still disgust you'?"

Zhang Huan looked at the bodies that were about to be sprayed on the four people and the corpses in the flood, picked up the loudspeaker and laughed wildly:

"Patriarch Zhang, you don't just need to have strength to win, you also need to have brains!"

While talking, Zhang Huan even tapped his own temple with his finger.

Zhou Fan chuckled, took the fat man's loudspeaker, and shouted at Zhang Huan:

"Where's your brain? Who ate it?"

Zhou Fan raised his shoulders.

The three green birds squatting on his shoulders turned their round eyes, glanced at the big rain of meat foam, and closed one eye with a snap.

Wu Xie blinked and said:

"Why do I feel that Sanqingniao Xiaozai is particularly disgusted with those ordinary corpses and the meat foam?"

The little brother said lightly:

"They are not attractive, and they are not rare to eat."

Sanqingniao said "chirp!" to the younger brother.

At the same time, the Three Blue Birds and the Corpse Turtle Emperor jumped directly from Zhou Fan's shoulders, and it was a burst of extreme speed.

Zhang Huan squeezed his eyes vigorously, and he saw an ice-blue streamer, with a small golden spot next to it, bursting out together.

From above the heavy rain of meat foam of the people he killed, it flew back and forth with a swish.

The speed was so fast that Zhang Huan didn't even have time to see clearly what these two things were.

Although Zhang Huan knew from memory that they were the two little beasts who had been squatting on the shoulders of that damned Zhou Fan.

But how did these two things fly so fast?
And what's the use of them flying over... me!Grass!

Zhang Huan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick, and he was dumbfounded and saw it in disbelief.

Those that were about to, right away, were just about to be thrown on the four of Patriarch Zhang and the four of them, as well as the heavy rain of flesh foam in the bone mud flood.

It was directly frozen into a piece of ice? !
And immediately after, countless golden cracks appeared on the ice.

All the heavy rain of meat foam actually shattered into countless spots of nothingness and dissipated? !

Zhang Huan felt his brain was pissed off, jumping around baldly.

Although the broken bird couldn't speak, Zhang Huan felt a crack in his Dao heart with its contemptuous eyes.

"I was actually despised by a little bastard?!"

"Zhou Fan! I grass your ancestor eighteen..."

But Zhang Huan's clamor was not finished yet.

suddenly.

The entire river suddenly turned a sharp bend.

Zhang Huan himself was unsteady and almost bit his tongue.

He saw that the carcasses of those miscellaneous fish were almost thrown out, so he couldn't care less about scolding Zhou Fan for the time being.

Zhang Huan hurriedly threw out those intestines again.

Like a man harnessing horses, he tied up the corpses and dragged them into several "soup bowl" boats in front of him.

These corpses will be of great use in the future, and they can send a big gift to Patriarch Zhang and the others to avenge just now.

The premise is that a few of them can escape the attack of the corpse hunters in the Yellow River alive.

Zhang Huan stared fiercely at everyone.

He stared passionately at the depths of the bone mud flood again, as if there was something that interested him.

But then Zhang Huan also restrained his mind, staring at the front with a serious face.

After all, he and the Yellow River Corpse Fisherman are not close, so if things go wrong, it will be enough for him all at once.

The people in the rear are not in a hurry to catch up with the upstream at this time.

The little brother pointed to the location of the bottom of the river and said:
"Zhang Huan has expectations for Hedi."

Zhou Fan smiled and said:

"Isn't it the 'Dragon King at the Bottom of the Well' that Fatty said?"

Wu Xie gave a dry laugh and said:

"Should...can't?"

The fat man had a serious expression on his face, he grabbed the handrail of the boat and shouted:
"Fatty Master, I guessed a few times, when did I make a mistake?"

"Sit tight!"

boom!
The bones of the mud in front suddenly surged, directly setting off a huge wave.

With a chilling corpse aura, countless limbs that had been torn into pieces slapped the crowd fiercely.

This huge wave made everyone's expressions change.

A huge impact force slammed down on all the boats.

The three blue birds flapped their wings.

The golden light and the bald light on the corpse emperor's body flashed alternately.

A round, black and bald ice ball wrapped up the boat that everyone was riding on.

rustling.

Several soft bamboo rattans fixed everyone on the boat.

A whirlwind.

The entire boat rolled countless times in this huge wave, sank into the torrent several times and floated up again.

Everyone patted their heads and cursed secretly.

But as soon as everyone raised their heads, their eyes were fixed.

Not far in front of them, several large stone platforms were carved out on both sides of the river.

There are all kinds of stone tables on it, and there are a variety of delicacies.

Some young teenagers and girls were chattering lively calling for friends.

At this time, a person who sat on the outermost side and was closest to them looked at them with eyes full of surprise.

The man turned around and yelled:
"Lunch is here!"

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