dragon hunter

Chapter 83 Lang Ying
Fatty Wang miscalculated this time, the burly figure was extremely adaptable, the moment I moved away, that guy grabbed Fatty Wang's arms suddenly, brought the fat man's bulky body, and slammed into the wall.

"Fatty, be careful!" I ran over quickly, trying to grab the fatty.

With the speed at which Fatty rushed over, and his own body weight added, if he really bumped his head against the wall, he would definitely not be able to escape the end of his brain bursting.

"Old monk, help!" Fatty Wang shouted in horror.

The burly figure had a ferocious face, let go of his arms, and pushed behind Fatty Wang forcefully, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Prick!" There was a sound of cloth being torn, and I held a piece of broken step in my hand. I only had time to grab Fatty Wang's clothes, but I still couldn't hold him.

"Ah!" I roared angrily, and frantically waved the dagger in my hand, wishing to stab the culprit with holes all over his body.

"Amitabha, every time I have to come out to clean up the mess." A Buddha's name came out, with a somewhat helpless tone.

Fatty Wang's hands were shrouded in a layer of golden light, and he slapped the wall hard, causing the gravel to splash. Then the fatty turned around like a spinning top, swept his arms across, and slapped the burly figure on the chest.

The burly figure flew upside down as if hit by a truck, spraying blood all over me.

I was dumbfounded, rubbed my eyes hard, and looked at Fatty Wang in disbelief, when did he become so fierce?

The golden light on Wang Fatty's face flashed away, and in a blink of an eye, he grinned, clutching his wrist in pain, "It hurts, it hurts Fatty to death, is the wrist broken?"

"Fatty, was it really you just now?" I looked at the burly figure lying on the ground like a dead fish, with an expression of disbelief.

"Is it true or not? I feel that the pain in this hand does not belong to me at all." Fatty Wang had a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his fat face was distorted in pain.

"Don't stand there stupidly, there's still one alive over there, be careful of being shot in the dark." The old boatman ran to the side of the burly figure with a cat on his body, picked up the automatic rifle beside him, and inserted the magazine.

I was so excited that I pulled Fatty Wang to the side to hide. Before I ran a few steps, a few sparks appeared where I was standing just now.

"They are really two inexperienced dolls." The old boatman leaned on his body, hid behind the protruding stone wall, and shot back.

My face was a little red, I was so complacent just now, I almost forgot that there was another person over there, and I was shot black one step later.

"Ah!" A scream sounded from the front.

"That guy was shot by a crossbow arrow, let's go and have a look." The old boatman held an automatic rifle in his hand, and ran forward with his body bent.

I was curious about who was helping in the dark, so I greeted Fatty Wang, leaned against the wall, bent down and ran forward.

The old boatman stopped in front, shot each of the several figures lying on the ground, and then stood up straight and walked forward.

It was quiet ahead, and the passage was pitch black, so we couldn't see who was helping us.

"Thank you for your help in the dark." The old boatman raised his fists forward.

"Hey, it looks like a girl." Fatty Wang hid behind me, turned on the flashlight to shine on the passage ahead, and a figure was standing there quietly holding an alloy crossbow.

"If it weren't for your good skills, I wouldn't have shot." A magnetic female voice sounded from the front.

When I heard the voice in front of me, I breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, I was faintly disappointed that the other party was not Zhen Qingyi.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you." I sincerely thanked you and walked forward generously.

That figure was wearing a tight black leather jacket, with exquisite curves, and a black silk scarf covering his face, looking very mysterious.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have a map of the underground palace in your hands, right?" the mysterious girl asked straight to the point.

"Only a part." I replied cautiously, guessing the other party's intentions in my heart.

"I'm going to the central hall to get something." The mysterious girl spoke bluntly.

"Then we have different paths, but I can draw the route for you." I stared at the other party and said slowly, not caring what the other party wanted to get.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are going to the secret room of the agency hub?" The mysterious girl knew a lot of information.

"Yes, so what?" A trace of vigilance rose in my heart.

"When they came in, they touched the mechanism. The layout of the entire underground palace was rotated again. The location of the secret room of the mechanism hub has been moved to the back of the central hall." The mysterious girl knows the underground palace very well.

I looked at the other party in doubt. If what the other party said was true, it would be troublesome. We had to pass through the central hall, but there was a mysterious white lotus saint there.

"If you don't believe me, you can search according to the location on the map to see if the underground palace has changed." The mysterious girl said confidently.

"No need, the underground palace is indeed constantly changing. The way we came here has disappeared, and the passage ahead has just changed." The old boatman said in a deep voice.

I quickly raised the flashlight and looked towards the passage ahead. The place has completely changed. I remember very clearly that when I ran over there, there were no stone walls that protruded.

"Why do you know so much about this underground palace?" I was full of doubts, even the old monkey who was proficient in mechanics didn't expect these changes at the beginning.

"My surname is Lang, Lang Ying. More than 20 years ago, my grandfather led a group of people to explore this underground palace. Unfortunately, he couldn't get out of the underground palace." Lang Ying spoke, as if he didn't have the habit of going around in circles.

It dawned on me that the group of people back then included the dead dwarf and my grandfather. I didn't expect that the other party was the granddaughter of the mysterious leader.

"Let's cooperate. The central hall is the most dangerous place in the entire underground palace. If you are not careful, everyone will die here." Lang Ying put the alloy crossbow on his shoulders and proposed straightforwardly.

I hesitated for a moment, looked at the old boatman, saw the other party nodded, and agreed to Lang Ying's proposal.

"What's the origin of these guys on the ground, isn't this equipment too exaggerated?" Fatty Wang squatted behind, groping on a corpse.

"A group of mercenaries, lackeys of the international cultural relics smuggling group." Lang Ying was very disdainful.

"Ah, what a crap, why are you still stabbing people?" Fatty Wang held a watch-shaped thing in his hand and yelled while covering his fingers.

"Why are you moving around? This is a smart locator. Your blood sample has been collected, and they have already been watching you." Lang Yingwen said in a hurry.

"Ah, it's too high-tech, what should I do?" Fatty Wang threw away the watch like an electric shock, and asked with a bitter face.

"No way, the blood sample data has been sent, they will lock the blood type, and sooner or later they will find you." Lang Ying shook her head.

"Who did Fatty provoke whom?" Fatty Wang was in mourning, and being targeted by an international smuggling group was not a pleasant thing to think about.

"Don't think too much, I don't know if I can get out of the underground palace alive." I walked over and patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder to comfort him.

"That's right, Fatty is afraid of ghosts, but not people." The worry on Fatty Wang's face was swept away.

I smiled and walked towards the front of the passage. Fatty Wang has an advantage, that is, no matter what troubles he has, he doesn't take it to heart.

The passage in front was originally straight, but now it has become like a maze, with twists and turns, and dead ends everywhere.

The sheepskin map was completely useless, and we stumbled and groped for the right path.

I was walking ahead with a flashlight, and when I passed a protruding stone wall, a pair of dry arms stretched out from behind and strangled my neck tightly.

"Be careful, the mummy of the snake man has appeared." Fatty Wang yelled in horror.

I grabbed the wrists on both sides of the neck with both hands, and pulled them out desperately. The snake man mummy behind me was surprisingly powerful. I tried my best, but I couldn't pull the hands around the neck away.

There was a sound coming from the front, and I raised my eyelids to see more mummies of snake people appeared in front of the passage.

"Let's go over and help." The old boatman said anxiously.

A figure rushed over like the wind, and the old boatman grabbed the arm of the mummy with both hands, trying to help me pull the snake man behind me.

I took out a piece of yellow talisman and stuck it on the arm of the snake man's mummy. The talisman burst into flames, and a burning smell crowded the nostrils.

A crossbow arrow flew from behind and shot down a mummy snake man in front, buying us a little time.

With a roar, Fatty Wang rushed over, holding a serrated machete in his hand, and swung it at the arm of the snake man's mummy.

I felt my neck loosen, and a withered arm fell beside me. Before I had time to think about it, I turned around and took a piece of yellow talisman paper, and stuck it on the face of the snake man's mummified corpse.

Fatty Wang flew up a knife, cut off the snake man's head, bent over and panted heavily.

"Fatty, you are awesome, where did you get this knife?" I rubbed my hot neck, and glanced at the sawtooth machete in the fat man's hand.

"I found it on the corpse. I thought it was good for self-defense, so I took it with me." Fatty Wang swung his knife again at the struggling headless mummy, cutting off the other arm.

The mummy of the snake man, which lost its head and arms, was still writhing on the ground, but it had lost its threat.

"Come and help, there are too many of those guys." Lang Yingyu shouted out of breath.

I saw a group of mummified snakemen crowding in the narrow passage, their scalps were numb, and they waved a handful of burning talisman papers.

Fatty Wang had just picked up a mummy of a snake man. He was so courageous that he couldn't help but waver the machete in his hand and stared at the front with heavy breaths.

Lang Ying took out a thin iron cylinder with barbed hooks on both ends, ran to the front of the group of mummified snake men, stretched out his hand and pressed the switch, there were two crisp "ding" sounds, and the sharp hooks on both ends were inserted deep into the stone wall , a thin wire rope, stopped in front of the snake man's mummy.

The steel wire rope was made of a special material and was extremely sharp. The mummy of the snake man in front was stopped by the wire rope, and under the force of the constant crowding from behind, it was cut into two pieces by the wire rope.

"This thing is useful, is there any more?" Fatty Wang pouted, looking at the two mummified snake-man corpses on the ground with admiration.

"One piece costs more than 2000 dollars, and it's still a one-off. If you like it, how much can I sell you at a low price?" Lang Ying pulled the crossbow trigger, and a crossbow arrow flew forward.

(End of this chapter)