Fatty Wang rushed back to the team. Jiang Shaomu supported Fatty Wang, who was a little out of breath. The group of people had already noticed something strange about the coffin.
Now they are in a dilemma. There is a flock of human-faced birds in front that may attack people at any time, and there are unknown dumplings in the coffin behind. The morale of Aning's team is already a little low.
Aning still looked very calm, but her face was a little pale.
At this time, the corpse in the coffin had completely crawled out, and the ten twisting arms made people shudder, but he didn't care about the few people and walked towards the bronze door.
Jiang Shaomu whispered: "He wants to open the bronze door."
The tacit understanding between Wu Yu and Wang Pangzi came into play at this time, and they said in unison: "We can't let him drive!"
Jiang Shaomu then took out the fire talisman and threw it at the deformed zongzi. In an instant, flames spread all over the zongzi.
This fire talisman was the hottest one in Jiang Shaomu's hand, and the zongzi was able to stubbornly move forward for a distance before falling down completely.
Fatty Wang muttered to himself: "This Thousand-armed Guanyin is quite strong. She would rather die at the bronze gate."
After saying this, he and Wu Yu wanted to go to the coffin to see if there was anything inside.
The fortunes of Fatty and Wu Xie are sometimes hard to describe. Just when they had time to go look for treasures, someone from Aning's side opened fire.
The loud gunshot attracted the attention of the flock of human-faced birds. The black shadows no longer just hovered in the sky, but swooped down towards the crowd.
Jiang Shaomu threw all the grenades on his body to Fatty and Wu Yu, and attacked with fire talismans. Pan Zi stayed beside Wu Sansheng and fired at them with a gun.
Wu Yu looked at the situation, gritted his teeth, and said to Pan Zi: "Pan Zi, take Uncle San away first!"
Pan Zi did not refuse. After all, Wu Sansheng's condition still needed to be checked out in the hospital. He glanced at Jiang Shaomu, who was in a state of ease, and knew that Wu Sansheng would be fine.
Pan Zi carried Wu Sansheng on his back and ran towards the direction where the human-faced bird was flying. Wu Yu's pressure suddenly decreased, and his accuracy in throwing grenades improved a lot.
But soon, with only three of them left there, and Aning leading his team to retreat to an unknown place, the flock of human-faced birds stopped attacking.
Corpses were thrown down one after another. Ye Cheng, who had not been seen for a long time, was among them, as well as many of Aning's team members. It seemed that their situations were not too bad.
Jiang Shaomu: "They probably want to gather their rations together for dinner."
Wu Yu swallowed his saliva. At the moment, he had Jiang Shaomu's gunpowder stock and his own powerful fire talisman, so the situation was not too bad and he was not too scared.
He still felt a little horrified that his body was treated as food.
Fatty Wang spit twice and said, "You damn thing, you still want to eat me, Fatty? Even if I lose weight, I won't leave this fat for monsters to eat!"
Sometimes Jiang Shaomu really admires Fatty’s ability to tell stand-up comedy. He feels that Fatty doesn’t look like a Beijinger, but more like a Tianjiner.
Even when he was so serious, he was able to make the other two people present laugh. If the fat guy changes his career to become a crosstalk performer, he will definitely become famous.
Probably because all the corpses had been thrown away, the group of human-faced birds began to open their mouths wide, and some deformed monkeys crawled out of their mouths and started to eat.
After looking at it for a long time, I find that this ugly thing is really hurtful to the eyes at first glance. As expected, there is no harm without comparison.
Especially when they started tearing the corpse apart, not even sparing a bit of flesh, their greedy look was terrifying.
Wu Yu didn't want to watch anymore, so he picked up his gun again. Jiang Shaomu also took out a stack of talisman papers. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the fat man's detonator had already ignited and thrown sparks into the flock of human-faced birds.
Jiang Shaomu laughed and scolded: "Fatty, you are so fast, you are sneaking away!"
Wu Yu held the machine gun and fired all the remaining bullets in one go. The feeling of heavy firepower made his scalp tingle.
Hearing this, he said: "Fatty, don't be too short of numbers, come and join us in advance!"
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