The tomb was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The eerie flickering candlelight added a touch of horror to the atmosphere.
The remaining one Japanese team member and five Burmese team members looked at the snake, whose species they did not know, with despair in their eyes.
They were all young students, the oldest of them was only 25 years old. Such a horrible thing happened in front of them, and everyone's face turned pale, not knowing how long they could live.
"Hiss~"
The big head spit out its tongue a few times, and its original ferocious look faded away. Now it looked a little cute and silly, and tilted its head, as if to say: How should I act next?
Jiang Wan got up from the ground and dusted off the dust on her body. Her fair little face was a little dirty at the moment, but the raised corners of her mouth clearly told everyone that she was in a good mood.
"Ah—a dead body!"
A member of the Burmese team screamed, trembling with fear, his legs weak, and he sat down on the ground, pointing with trembling arms at Jiang Wan who stood up.
Jiang Wan:......
"You are so rude, kid. What do you mean by pretending to be dead? I am resurrecting!"
"Ah! Goddess, wuwuwu, I knew my goddess wouldn't die, I was scared to death!"
Marta could no longer control her emotions and ran towards Jiang Wan, crying loudly. She almost knocked Jiang Wan away with a sliding tackle.
Jiang Wan rolled on the ground and looked at Marta complainingly: "You little bitch, you're so energetic, you've already gotten up to work."
Jiang Wan clapped her hands, and under the horrified expressions of the Myanmar and Japanese team members, the Chinese team members who were lying in a twisted state all dusted themselves off and stood up.
Good guy, he’s not dead!
"You're not dead at all, you're just lying to us!"
At this time, the remaining members of the Japanese team still had something to understand. They were being tricked!
I was so angry at that time that I kept cursing all kinds of nonsense.
"Tsk, so noisy."
Qi'an made a casual move with his hand, and the Japanese team member fainted without a sound.
Ang Jue swallowed and looked at Qi'an, feeling a dull pain in the back of his neck.
Then, under their gaze, the Chinese team dragged the two unconscious members of the Japanese team together and molested them.
"You... don't even let men go?"
Ang Jue pulled his clothes tighter and felt a chill on his back.
Jiang Wan bent down, dug out the brand name from among the clothes Fujiwara Tomoya had taken off, and shook it in her hands: "What are you not letting go of?"
Only then did Ang Jue realize that they were touching the name tags. He put his heart back in his stomach, took out the name tag from his pocket and was about to hand it over.
Jiang Wan looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Ang Jue was also confused by the question: "Don't you...collect brand names?"
Anyway, they couldn't beat the Chinese team. Instead of being knocked unconscious and then being humiliated by being touched again, it would be better to hand it over voluntarily and suffer less.
Jiang Wan was amused by Ang Jue's train of thought. It was rare to see such a down-to-earth child.
"What are you thinking? Aren't we already allies? We're teammates. Don't worry, if we're number one, you'll definitely be number two."
Jiang Wan patted his chest proudly, looking like a good brother.
Ang Jue was almost moved to tears. There are so many good people, so many good people.
"I'm sorry about what happened with your father. Although I didn't do it, it's still related to me. I will give you an explanation."
Jiang Wan's voice suddenly became sincere, and it reached Ang Jue's ears in a low voice.
Ang Jue's pupils suddenly shrank.
It’s not that he hasn’t thought about taking revenge on Jiang Wan, but Jiang Wan’s repeated help has made him feel a little shaken.
Of course, the main reason was that he couldn't win and had no chance of revenge. He almost accepted his fate. The powerful Japanese team was played around by her, and if he gave himself up, it would be like cutting vegetables.
"Um."
Ang Jue responded softly.
The hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable, but at this moment, Ang Jue actually hopes that it was not Jiang Wan who killed his father.
After collecting the Japanese team's nameplates, the Chinese team's points directly reached eleven points, leaving the other teams far behind.
"Big Head, go check on Fujiwara Tomoya and don't let him get away."
Jiang Wan stood on tiptoe and patted Big Head's snake body. Big Head nodded its head ingratiatingly and disappeared at the door in an instant.
Marta came closer to Jiang Wan and asked, "What are you going to do now?"
Jiang Wan raised her wrist and saw that the Japanese team's name on her watch was marked in red, proving that the Japanese team had been eliminated and had lost the chance to compete for rankings.
The representative of the Myanmar team in the conference room smiled like a chrysanthemum and shook hands with Commander Yang:
"The players on the Huaxia team are truly outstanding. We should encourage the newbies on our team to learn from you more often."
So what if we are weak? We will rely on others. How can winning without doing anything not be a win?
Commander Yang smiled modestly: "No, no, the friendship between China and Myanmar will last forever. We should help each other. This is what we should do."
The representative of the Japanese team, who was cheated to the point where nothing was left, was so angry that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. You are just targeting us to cheat, right?
"Despicable! Insidious! Cunning! Vicious!"
Commander Yang turned around and asked, "What did the Japanese team representative say? Even though they were eliminated, don't be discouraged. There are still two games left. I believe the children will achieve good results."
The representative of the Japanese team went completely crazy and slammed the table and stood up!
Everyone's eyes were focused on the representative of the Japanese team.
Some were curious, some were sarcastic, some were watching the fun, and some were smiling.
Commander Yang even raised his eyebrows.
The Japanese team representative suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by Commander Yang. He swallowed the obscenities on his lips and said in frustration:
"I'm sleepy, I'm going to poop first."
Amidst everyone's mocking gazes, the Japanese team representative fled the meeting room as if his butt was on fire.
At this moment, Fujiwara Tomoya, wearing Cardcaptor Sakura Kuchako, was running wildly in the underground cave, but he could not find a way out. He always had a good sense of direction, but now he was lost.
Drops of cold sweat flowed down his forehead and dripped onto the stone.
He took off all his clothes, leaving behind his watch and brand-name items. He couldn't care less at the moment as he was trying to save himself.
The Japanese team's unmanned camera was also missing, and panic invaded his sanity in the darkness.
It's really not a pleasant feeling to be isolated and helpless.
He forced himself to run in the dark, his mouth dry and his stomach rumbling with hunger.
Suddenly, a crawling sound was heard, and Fujiwara Tomoya's scalp instantly felt numb!
In the darkness, the giant snake crawled to his side again, a terrifying red light flashed, and the teeth-grinding voice rang out again:
"You...want to run?"
Fujiwara Tomoya's legs were shaking, his face turned pale, and his body was shaking!
"I...I didn't..."
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