Abyss Train

Chapter 89 INTERVAL · Interlude Comedy · Drunkard
Foreword:

[Intelligence in the head is like flint and steel]
[If you don't strike, there will be no sparks]
[--William Shakespeare]
[Part①——Dancing Swords and Guns]
A fiery hurricane blows from the bottom of the bottomless mine pit.

It is the sharp siren of the underground cavity, driving up a piece of barn swallows, like a shepherd's staff hooking a lamb's neck, blowing a thick cloud of dense fog to the mouth of the valley, and instantly tearing it into pieces by the manic gale like a knife.

It blows open the rough tents of the scavengers' camps.

Blow off the bum's big hat.

Blow the smell of blood from the air.

Blow Wen Bucai's hair.

Blowing the skull will whistle the thin pant legs at the ankle.

Blow flies from the nostrils of corpses.

Wen Bucai threw his body into the lava river in the valley, and shouted loudly to the gentle slope in the distance: "They are all here! Not one left!"

In the scavenger camp outside platform zero, the unsightly secret posts have been cleared.

Wen Bucai handled this matter beautifully, without leaving any dirty tail.

"What's next?" The little waiter hid behind the boulder, guarding the equipment for the brothers: "Are you going to sneak in?"

Wen Bucai: "Being sneaky is easy to be misunderstood."

Jiang Xueming: "As long as we hear a signal that something is wrong, we will break through from the front."

The little waiter stammered nervously: "Exactly right?! Right right?!"

Jiang Xueming: "Is she not connected to the Internet? Didn't connect to WIFI? Talking lost packets"

Wen Bucai: "It's good to have a signal here, just go ahead and listen."

Little waiter: "Are you serious? From the front? They have more than 80 people! There are more than 80 guns! Eighty! Not eight!"

Jiang Xueming: "Brother Jason gave us a full map, I think we can play."

Wen Bucai: "Are you going to be an observer? Give me fire support? Or let's go fight in the street together?"

Jiang Xueming: "What do you think? The highest level of martial arts is prostitution, and their main weapon is AK74U. Looking at the quality of that Iraqi, it should be able to enter a museum after a few years. The effective range will not exceed 300 meters, and the killing range will not exceed 600 meters. Why go up and fight with knives when you can prostitute for nothing?"

Wen Bucai: "There will always be clever ghosts who hide and play dead. Believe me, I have rich experience in dealing with these villains. If Victor catches me, he can write six new books next month."

Jiang Xueming: "Then listen to you and give me orders, Chief Wen Bucai."

Wen Bucai: "Jiang Xueming, find a high ground to wait for, and continue to observe."

Little waiter: "What about me! What about me?"

Wen Bucai: "Your network is not good, try to find the signal."

Little waiter: "Really? Why do I think you can hear me?!"

Jiang Xueming: "I can't hear it louder."

Wen Bucai: "I can't hear you at all."

The little waiter frowned, looking at the radio in his hand suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a red bird-shaped strange figure surged from the mouth of the valley.

These shadows are like huge bats, flapping their wings, and dispatched from all the caves on the rock wall, circling and accelerating in mid-air, making a shriek.

I haven't seen the appearance of these birds clearly yet, they come and go quickly, heading straight for the pasture garden deeper below the valley mouth.

Wen Bucai: "It's time to act."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes, they were exposed. I just received a text message."

Wen Bucai: "What did the text message say?"

Jiang Xueming: "Wechat sent a picture of a giant dragon-like creature with a corrupt body. Looking at the scale, the length of this dragon without a tail should be about 50 meters. The scales on its body are torn and broken. There are many Human skin and bone were sewn on top as a Band-Aid."

Wen Bucai: "Did you say anything else?"

Jiang Xueming: "Yes."

Wen Bucai: "Read it to me?"

Jiang Xueming: "Save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save save rescue save save

Wen Bucai: "Is your internet not good?"

Jiang Xueming: "So I said, they should have been exposed."

Little waiter: "Move quickly! My employer is in danger!"

Wen Bucai: "It's already moving, I'm on my way, don't panic, brother is here!"

Jiang Xueming: "Sir, please slow down, I will put together the main weapon first."

Wen Bucai: "Suddenly I don't want to go. I hate my leg, it moves by itself. When I hear a girl crying for help, I can't help myself."

Jiang Xueming: "Put your heart back in your stomach, this thing has a simple structure, and I can put it together in less than ten seconds."

Wen Bucai: "Can you speak without panting next time? It's scary."

Jiang Xueming: "But your tone is relaxed and freehand, like walking in a garden, it's hard for me to get nervous. To be honest, I even feel like we are chatting in an elite forum, discussing the strategy of a certain game level."

Wen Bucai: "That's true, so be more nervous?"

Jiang Xueming: "I see that you are about to arrive at the rock platform of Bokeguan. There are four people in front of you. They are about to contact you. What instructions?"

Wen Bucai: "I'll chat with them and express my intention."

Jiang Xueming: "And then?"

Wen Bucai: "Compete with the one who seems to be the most able to fight among them. It's a bit of a joke."

Jiang Xueming: "Why did you do that?"

Wen Bucai: "We don't have wings, and we can't fly to the pasture at the bottom of the valley to rescue the hero, hold these ogres, and try not to disturb the two little guys to escape. This is the best battle." plan."

Jiang Xueming: "Are you so assured of Ah Xing?"

Wen Bucai: "I am very relieved of Victor's vision. He is so harsh on everything that he is vicious. When I go to eat a steak, he will pick out a few of the two tendons that do not meet his wishes. Yes. It's purely a matter of fact, if you two can pass his eyes, I'm afraid you both have unique skills."

Jiang Xueming: "."

Wen Bucai: "Is my internet not good?"

Jiang Xueming: "Just now I was marking the shooting target in the first reaction zone, sorry, my concentration has declined."

Wen Bucai: "That's why I said, at the station, if a talent like you doesn't have a unique skill, he might be like a sexy little sister in Douyin, who can only pretend to be a doll and stare blankly at the camera for 30 seconds, what? I don’t do it either, I can only show my face.”

Jiang Xueming: "There are still 16 meters. They have drawn their guns. Should I fire? Sir?"

Wen Bucai: "Don't worry, they seem to have found out what happened to the accomplices in the pasture garden. Let me go up and make a mockery to attract their attention."

After all——

——Wen Bucai came to the escort soldiers alone.

He raised his head, tilted his head slightly, and saw a two-meter-tall, brawny team leader with Mohawk hair coming up to question him.

"What are you doing?!"

Wen Bucai ran the train with his mouth full: "I'm here for Skull and Bones! I'm learning Kung Fu!"

The sound of Jiang Xueming's long and profound breathing came from the radio headset, which was a signal that he was ready to hold his breath and snipe at any time.

The little waiter interjected: "God! I hope these two big men who are out of their minds can be more serious. I hope my employer can survive."

The group leader stared wide-eyed, tilted his head, bent down and stared at the little man Wen Bucai: "Learn Kung Fu?"

Immediately, some team members covered their stomachs and burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha! Team leader! Why is there another stupid freak?!"

"WOOOHOOOO! So much fun today!"

"Coman in the Pasture Garden is dead! The flying dragons have all come out!"

"The big boss was so angry that he cut off four cabinet guests one by one. Now our team leader can be promoted and raised, and we can also drink a mouthful of human broth!"

"Wonder what else this guy will have fun with? I'm curious! I'm excited! I feel so hot!"

The voice didn't fall--

——A strange roar erupted from Wen Bucai's throat!

"Ah!~~~"

Raising his arms suddenly, and making a sharp sword with his index finger and middle finger, Mr. Wen Bucai covered his face and nose with one hand, and punched forward with the other hand, pretending to play posture.

Immediately afterwards, there were two or three light roundabout kicks in the air. The balance of the body was very good, and there was no sound when it landed.

The strong wind from the kick messed up the team leader Maverick's hairstyle.

"Oh!" The team leader's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down the gun, took out hair glue from his waist, and tidied his slightly messy Mohawk hair neatly, and regained his energy.

There were enthusiastic shouts from the members of the group.

"Bruce Lee!"

"Oh Bruce Lee! Bruce Lee!"

"Team leader! You can't lose!"

I saw the group leader dance a set of eight punches, pull off the bulletproof vest, revealing two strong arms, pushing his body, and the red stone on his chest suddenly ignited.

He is like a samurai who refuses to admit defeat, and he wants to show off his housekeeping skills in front of this troublemaker who doesn't know the so-called troublemaker.

All of a sudden, the checkpoint became very lively. Those who were still cooking, those who were addicted to games, and those who were arguing with their mobile phone online dating partners all ran out of the house in unison—to see this fresh fun clearly.

After the team leader punched a set, he immediately stood on his head, using only one finger to support the sky, supporting his strong body.

For a while whistles and boos flocked to Wen Bucai.

Wen Bucai shrugged indifferently, his eyes were full of innocence when faced with ridicule, and his face was full of drama.

"Oh!~ What happened?"

"Hum!" The group leader flipped to the ground lightly, with a haughty look on his face: "Boy! Do you want to come to us to learn Kung Fu? It's not enough! Come up with your unique skills!"

Wen Bucai took out the cigarette case and smoked for the elder brothers who were close to him. The delicate and mysterious technique was like throwing stones from a slingshot, and the cigarettes fell into the mouths of the checkpoint team members like ringing arrows.

Then he took out the lighter and set himself on fire.

"A fire in my heart! It will never go out!"

The nunchaku bounced from Wen Bucai's waist, and a pair of invisible arms gently shook off the stick, and he immediately grabbed it in the palm of his hand.

"Ugh-"

"Ada! Ada!"

The two sticks dance together, one after another.

The cyan flame blazed up, drawing flashes of light in the air.

The team members standing at the top of the corridor have already pulled out their mobile phones and started recording, their eyes are full of little stars.

[Part②——Dancing swords and "guns"]
Jiang Xueming: "You took me with a stick just to do this?"

Wen Bucai: "Otherwise? How many targets can you see?"

Jiang Xueming: "There are 4755 of them and there are eight who ran out of the big bathhouse. They will be a whole family in no time."

Wen Bucai: "How many hits can you hit?"

Jiang Xueming: "All."

Wen Bucai: "How many can you kill?"

Jiang Xueming: "I can't tell. I can't guarantee that I can kill them all at this distance. I will do my best."

"It really works?" The little waiter covered her face. This matter is beyond her cognition and belongs to the blind area of ​​knowledge. Is this how VIPs do things?

She was so surprised that she shouted in English on the radio: "God No! God Please! Nooooooooooo!"

Wen Bucai: "Have we switched to the English channel?"

Jiang Xueming: "Maybe."

Wen Bucai: "Has someone monitored?"

Jiang Xueming: "Even if people hear it, the person in charge of monitoring and espionage must be mad with anger. What tactical value can such nonsense news have?"

Wen Bucai: "Then shall we continue?"

With the nunchaku under Wen Bucai's armpit, he was full of arrogance, full of tension in his limbs, frowning and glaring like a tiger.

The team leader couldn't do anything, he swallowed his saliva, looked left and right at the team members behind him, and was full of praise for this unique skill of dancing sticks.

The cyan flame drawn by the stick was about to force him back step by step, and he was pushed out by the enthusiastic team members, even the hair on the top of his head was burned, turning him into a Ghost Rider.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and—' but the team leader roared, and took out two serrated meat cutting knives from his waist.

He danced hotter and more excited.

He felt that he was getting stronger, as if he had met a legendary VIP—seeing the dancing butterflies, the insects would also try to flap their wings!

The endless flames above his head wanted to turn him into a bald head completely, but he didn't care about the pain, he only cared about continuing to dance and fight.

When he finishes dancing--

——Withdrawing the knife and turning back, the mohawk on the head was completely finished. After wiping it with a towel a few times, the round bald head appeared.

The team members behind also warmly congratulated.

"Wow, team leader! You are bald! You have also become stronger! We can feel it! Wow! You are so lucky! You are so lucky! Now there must be meat in our soup!"

Wen Bucai: "What about now?"

Jiang Xueming: "88 of them, all of them came. There are old beasts in their 60s and young beasts in their [-]s and [-]s."

Wen Bucai: "To be honest, I have never seen such a scene in my life."

Jiang Xueming: "A little nervous?"

Wen Bucai: "Talk with me more, maybe it's the last sentence of your life."

Jiang Xueming: "I have a question."

Wen Bucai: "You ask."

Jiang Xueming: "If you play this, you have money, right?"

Wen Bucai: "."

Jiang Xueming: "Beating these people, and that dragon, is paid for. Right?"

Wen Bucai: "Let's discuss that. How about the fire signal? It's more meaningful than money!"

Jiang Xueming: "God! No! Nooooooooooo!"

Wen Bucai: "Listen to my thunder."

Wen Bucai took out his mobile phone, and took a set of three consecutive shots of the graceful figure of the team leader Wudao.

While taking pictures, he praised: "Yes! Yes! Wow! You are so fucking sexy! Welcome! Welcome to the manly world!"

The team leader was even more excited when he heard that——

——The recognition of the opponent is the best blessing!

He danced harder and wanted to encore!

The range of his twisting body is even more exaggerated. After merging with Huasheng Dragon's Acupoint, he can easily perform poses that human bones cannot do!
The light of the knife is like an indestructible iron curtain.An enthusiastic team member brought a basin of footwashing water and poured it on the team leader, but was torn apart by the sharp light and shadow, and chopped into a fine mist.

Wen Bucai held up the phone, getting closer and closer: "It's beautiful! It's great! It's so sexy!"

The team leader's eyes gradually had a golden light, and his chubby pupils were about to fade into mortal saints and become the heirs of a real dragon!
A loud roar came from his dry throat, and then he made a pose with his teeth and claws——

——At that moment, everyone was applauding and screaming excitedly.

Wen Bucai raised his phone.

"Smile! Show your teeth! Sixteen teeth!"

The team leader showed a hearty and kind smile.

"The wisdom in the head is like a flint and steel, if you don't strike it, there will be no spark!"

Wen Bucai raised the gun——

— smashed the guy's head.

The flash lights up, and the photo freezes at this scene.

The whole process is very fast.

It was almost time for the blood to splash on the faces of the team members on the side, but they didn't react.

Soon, the high-power pistol bullets blew the team leader's skull to pieces, and the shrapnel and bone fragments scattered to the dense crowd of onlookers, taking sixteen lives, but no wailing was heard.

It was almost Wenbucai who blew out the M500's gun flame and spun it into the pocket, but no one found out who fired it.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Xueming's main weapon spewed flames, and I didn't even have time to introduce what kind of rifle it was.

Its bullets are coming!

The gunfire hasn't come yet!
Like a violent steel rain, like a silent god of death.

almost at the same time.

The sniper distance of 700 meters——

——The main weapon in Xue Ming's hand has sprayed out an entire magazine.

Seen from a high point——

——The terrifying kinetic energy of the rifle bullets hit all the heads in the first reaction zone in the front row.

The scene turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, leaving sixteen dead but headless corpses.

Gunshots came from the southwest direction like rain, and it took two seconds before they arrived.

Only then did the audience in the front row think of raising their guns to fight back.

The audience in the back row hurriedly fled to the house to look for weapons, leaving their mobile phones aside, and didn't bother to take pictures and post on Weibo!
The moment the muzzle of the gun was raised in unison——

——Wen Bucai let out a sharp and ear-piercing roar.

At this moment, the power of the soul came out through the body.

"Ada! Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!"

At this moment, clusters of bright red hot streams were ejected from the revolver with a huge caliber!
Under the strong thrust of the gunpowder, it was squeezed and deformed, and guided by the rifling, it was like a mass of soft iron mud, doing a spinning motion, and when it broke through the sound barrier, it made an explosion that shattered the eardrums.

In the scope, Jiang Xueming's pupils shrunk, seeing Mr. Wen Bucai's soul aura for the first time.

——That person is like a hard target.

The iron bullet hit the VIP's body, as if it had crashed into a bare granite rock, and the shrapnel and flying sand vibrated the air, leaving twisted and deformed hot turbulent vortices around Wen Bucai.

The revolver fired continuously, and Xue Ming couldn't even see the real appearance of the phantom.

It seems to have six arms, leaving high-speed moving afterimages in the air.

When the trigger is pulled—

——When the muzzle spouted flames, it had already begun to provoke the hammer.

The bullets that Chao Wenbucai fired were all caught by the blue and pitch-black phantom, and then crushed to pieces!Not even the broken shrapnel leaked out!

When the bullets were exhausted, the cylinder was completely removed, and six new bullets were inserted immediately without changing the firing action of the gun.

Jiang Xueming concentrated, and an astonishing light burst out from the heart of steel, wanting to see clearly the true appearance of the soul power when the butterfly flapped its wings——

—he saw clearly!
On the arms of Hunwei's body, the armor is like the thick skin of a shark, divided into blue and black, evenly arranged on every texture.

There is an anchor-shaped emblem on the brow of the skull, which looks like the charging handle of an AR rifle.

The spade stamp on the chest is upside down, like a dark heart beating slowly, with [railway] as blood vessels, closely connected with its spiritual body.

Under the control of Hunwei, the two M500s are like cannons.Bullet nests were constantly being thrown away, and they were grabbed back into the tool bag at the waist by the phantom arm, filled with scattered .[-] bullets.

Wen Bucai turned back to the cold-faced god of death who shot and killed bandits in the west more than 100 years ago——

——His flesh and blood body and soul incarnation launched a unilateral massacre, unilateral fire suppression.

The rain of bullets from the short sword, the thunder from the M500.

There was also Jiang Xueming's non-stop sniping shots from a distant high ground.

In just 1 minute.

The outpost of the Bock Hotel is no longer alive.

Only Wen Bucai had hundreds of bullet casings under his feet, and the shattered fragments of bullets crushed by Hunwei.

He put the gun in his pocket, still a little uncomfortable, this is the first gun in his life that can withstand such a violent shooting, leaving a whole body behind.

The hot gun barrel scalded his buttocks into blisters. While cursing, he called out Hunwei's real name.

"Ah! ~Ah.Ah. [Alcoholism·酒crazy], call it a day!"

Jiang Xueming put away his main weapon and turned down from the high platform.

"Shall we go find the shooting star now?"

Wen Bucai: "Is Mr. Bu still alive?"

Jiang Xueming turned on the phone: "It's alive and kicking."

Wen Bucai: "How can I see that?"

Jiang Xueming reads the new news of text messages: "Rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue rescue."

Wen Bucai: "Much more words than last time! It's really alive and kicking."

Jiang Xueming: "Not only that, but they still have the time to draw us a topographic map of the pastoral garden, just like elementary school students sketching in spring and doing painting homework."

Wen Bucai: "Let's rush over now? Send him a voice message?"

Jiang Xueming whispered into the phone: "Hold on! Brother is here!"

The little waiter covered his face.

"God No! God! Please! Nooooooooooo!"

[Real name: Wenbucai·Vincent]
[Soul Might: Alcoholism Alcoholism]
[Destructive power:? ? ? ]
[speed:? ? ? ]
[Range: ? ? ? ]
[Stamina:? ? ? ]
[Precision: ? ? ? ]
[Growth:? ? ? ]
[special power:? ? ? ]
[Origin: An ancient creature of unknown origin—the BOSS calls Wen Bucai that way.

——The beginning of the matter came from a letter home in [-]. A distraught Asian man asked a doctor for help, and claimed that he was suffering from severe Alzheimer's disease and had forgotten everything, including relatives and lovers, There is only a letter from home that can prove that he once owned and possessed these treasures in life.

This kind of disease is absolutely impossible to appear in a healthy young man, so the doctor recommended [DATA EXPUNGED] local voodoo master to treat this poor man.

However, when the wizard communicated with the patient at the astral level, he was suddenly forced to vomit blood and faint by the extremely powerful spiritual energy in the mysterious man's skull. It was as if he had seen 4000 million years of life evolution history in an instant. .

The voodoo mage recommended this mysterious man to go to Sky Station to get the legendary panacea to cure his [amnesia].

He is the anonymous man of the station, a man with no past, and the carbon isotope extracted from his skeleton can be traced back to the Cambrian period for verification.

He is JOE, he is Wen Bucai.

Kunming fish, which has been living since ancient times, keeps losing its memory, keeps following the transformation and evolution of the natural environment and retroviruses, and finally turns into a human being——to this day, he is still active in a certain corner of the underground world, and is a very mysterious ancient man. biology. ]
[Remarks: SoulPower·朴威—from the same title song in the album "Tribb to **"]
[Remark II: Alcoholism Alcoholism—from the song of the same name in "Magic Cheats Xilutang Qintong"]
[Remark III: MC Ji Kang!What is the brand name? !Read it out loud with me!The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove!The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove! ——Ao Han Mingde said that when he was playing discs in a bar]
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