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Chapter 158 Warehouse
The player Ruozhi's screams echoed in the file room.

"Let go of my little brother! Do it! It's the second time! Sand cup, sand cup, come here! I can't hold it anymore!"

His limbs must support the surrounding rock walls, so as not to fall into the snakes below, and there is no other way to resist.

So the player can only shake his body vigorously, hoping to throw off the snake man who is biting the protrusion.

But the serpent man's fangs were so long and hard that it was useless.

"Sand Cup, I'm dying!"

"Give me your hand!" Player Sand Cup stretched out his hand into the hole.

Ruozhi gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

He suddenly felt his feet slip, and he fell down before holding Shabei's hand.

Two hands, only a little short, can touch.

Two pairs of eyes stared straight at each other.

it's a pity……

If the player can't help but think, if this is the kind of soap opera where love comes and goes, then this scene is a pair of lovers separated forever.

Using death to sensationalize and earn enough tears from the audience is the skill of TV screenwriters.

At the moment of weightlessness, he even thought of a provocative line.

"Sand Cup, let go, if this continues, you will fall into the hole too!" he would say.

"Shut up!" Player Sha Bei's eyes were red, "I will definitely save you out, definitely!"

The two hands gradually loosened because they couldn't bear the weight of one person.

"If you come!" Player Sand Cup yelled, "Don't leave me! Please don't leave me!"

And his eyes will be full of affection: "Let go, Sand Cup. I am very satisfied to have you at the last moment of my life."

"If it comes!"

Under the desperate eyes of the player Sand Cup, both hands were completely loosened.

His true love, Ruozhi, fell into the abyss and separated life and death from then on.

Ruozhi's last sentence is the affectionate and regretful "I love you" in weightlessness.

The grief-stricken shouts and cries of the player Sand Cup came from the entrance of the cave.

He seemed to be saying: "You dance, I will dance too!"

As a third-rate love TV line, it's pretty good as long as you throw away your brain.

Due to being too involved, the player can't help but say his delusional lines: "Sand Cup, I love you!"

The sand cup player at the entrance of the hole blurted out: "Ruozhi, did you get bitten on your small head, and your big head is gone too? Such a long snake bites your lower body, it feels like your body is longer than your legs."

Such vulgarity, such cynicism, the words on the genital hang-up, suddenly awakened the player from his delusions.

This is not a third-rate love drama, it is not a man and a woman, it is not a life-and-death crisis.

This is just a sloppy and vulgar man with a head full of pornographic waste, ready to collect the body of his good brother.

In this regard, for this man, the player only has one word to evaluate him.

Just like the man's nickname.

"Sand Cup!"

With the last mournful roar, the player was submerged in the cold and wriggling snake body.

Brother Wolf and the veterans have arrived.

Xiao Dai took out the luminous ball toy and sprinkled it into the hole.

A gleam of light reveals the terrain below, a concrete building as boxy as the archives.

"There is no such place in the structure diagram!" Xiao Dai said.

"There are not many basilisks down there, let's go down." Brother Wolf jumped down with a gun, followed by the veterans.

In the snake swarm, the player's HP has not yet returned to zero, but it will soon.

He only had one arm exposed, swaying weakly, and his body was being strangled by the powerful snake body.

"Shabei, I'll fuck you! Uuuuuuuuuuuu!"

As soon as he uttered a dirty word, he was wrapped tightly around the body of the snake again.

Bang bang bang!
The gunshots were loud.

In this hidden underground space, most of the snake people fell in response.

Brother Wolf aimed at the snake man's head and shot three times.

The body of the snake-man entangled the player Ruozhi finally relaxed.

【HP: 1】

"Almost, almost died." Player Ruozhi slowly climbed out.

While climbing, he was still observing the surrounding environment.

Ruozhi doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

The last time he thought he was out of danger, but half of the snake's head bit his little brother.

"I'm ready, Brother Wolf." Player Ruozhi closed his eyes.

Hand up, knife down.

The head of the snake that was bitten tightly, and some of the limbs that turned into light spots spilled out.

He adjusted the pain to the lowest level, and there was only a little tingling in his body, but no one could understand the psychological pain.

If the player finally opened his eyes: "Which idiot dug a hole in the archive room? Where is this?"

……

"Life-saving medicine, it's all life-saving medicine!" A refugee climbed down from the hole with a rope.

The light of the flashlight shines here and there.

"How much will this be?" Another refugee said excitedly, "There are so many medicines, even if everyone in the shelter gets an injection, it will be enough!"

"Oh, this shows that we are right. Those people, especially the director of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, wanted to steal these medicines! Didn't they just get hit by a stone, and they made a fuss like they were going to die. They also engaged in special Next to us, didn't two people get shot because they went to get medicine?"

"Shh, that can't be said," said one refugee. "Now, they're on our side."

A man poked his head out of the newly dug hole.

It's the General of the Art Army.

He asked, "Is there any down there?"

"Have!"

"Hurry up, go down and move! Remember, each person only gets one injection, and if there are no abnormal symptoms, don't waste the medicine."

A soldier hesitated: "General, the director said that these medicines should not be injected unless it is a life-or-death situation."

"Life and death, what is life and death?" General Wenyi Bing lowered his voice, "There are only more than 100 people in the company, most of them are infected, and the symptoms are getting worse day by day. If we fall, we say to take care of the group of brainless people." The troublemaker? Let me see, now is the moment of life and death!"

In his view, the viscous liquid in the reservoir seemed to be glowing.

"I'll come first."

General Literary Soldier picked up the syringe and looked at his left hand.

The whole left hand was red and swollen.

He hit it with one shot.

"Okay, come one by one, one injection per person."

"General, many refugees have come. They are at the door of the archives room, and they said that they will also be injected with life-saving medicine!"

"Who revealed the news!" General Wenyi Bing scolded angrily, "Drive them away!"

After a while, the messenger came back: "General, even if we shoot, they won't leave."

General Literary and Art Soldier simply broke the jar and said, "Well, let's pick some people with serious distortions and give them an injection first to save their lives. As for the director? Let him recuperate well."

The refugees smiled.

One by one, they happily injected "life-saving medicine" into their relatives and friends.

The light yellow viscous medicinal liquid is slowly pressed into the human blood vessel from the syringe barrel.

Those special ingredients, along with the blood, flow to the whole body.

"Stop! Stop, stop! Cough cough!"

The director of the CDC, with a pale face, walked slowly with the support of a soldier.

When he heard the news that people were injected with the original special medicine on a large scale, he was so angry that he almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Director, you're here," General Wenyi Soldier showed a hypocritical smile, "You need to take good care of your injury. Don't worry about these things, I will take care of them."

The director opened his eyes wide, and pointed his index finger firmly at the general of the art army: "You, you, you will all regret it!"

His whole body was trembling: "Ahem! I will regret it!"

The director of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention just fell down straight.

The refugees don't care about this villain in their eyes.

They were quite happy to see the director fall down.

But—they didn't know what they had done, and the side effects that the director had repeatedly emphasized were left behind by them.

(End of this chapter)