Tomb Raider: No more pretending, I am a Taoist priest

The fat man's eyes were full of disbelief.

Forget him, even Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi were suspicious at this moment:

"Brother Zhou, are you kidding us?"

What kind of thing can live for thousands of years? Even turtles and tortoises don't live that long.

A toad as big as a human brain is fine, but a bug as big as a car?

Isn't this a complete lie!

"You don't believe it?"

Zhou Yu laughed.

He looked at the current approximate position of the airship and estimated that it should be about the same.

So he took out a flare from his backpack and fired it at the far front.

"Chi~"

As the flare was ignited and lifted into the air, the bright orange light immediately illuminated the entire darkness ahead.

Immediately, the scene in the darkness was also visible at a glance.

Fatty, Hu Bayi, and Shirley Yang subconsciously looked up...

When they saw this, they couldn't help but gasp in unison:

"Hiss——"

They saw countless black dragonfly-like flying insects among the dense plant roots and vines.

These flying insects are not unusual.

But the problem is that each of them is as big as a kite.

And when they are put together...

They are like prehistoric beasts, which makes people tremble with fear!

"Gurgle~"

"Old... Old Hu... I... I'm... I'm not... dreaming, am I?"

Fat, who has always been straightforward, actually stuttered at this moment.

Hu Bayi opened his mouth wide, without any response, and just stared blankly at everything in the distance.

It's so spectacular!

It's really so spectacular!

He had said before that insects are one of the largest and most powerful groups in the world.

The reason why they didn't rule the earth was because they were too small.

But now...

Such large insects, so many in number, if they all rushed over...

When he thought of this scene, Hu Bayi's face turned pale.

And Shirley Yang, who was standing by, fell into a long silence.

"What should we do, what should we do, brothers!"

The fat man was very anxious:

"I don't want to be stabbed by these insects!"

"How about we go back home?"

When he said this, the fat man tried his best to lower his voice, fearing that the insects would notice this side.

"Go back? It's impossible to go back! The Zhuochen Pearl is in the tomb of King Xian, and if we want to remove the ghost cave curse on our bodies, we must go through here!"

"So..."

Shirley Yang took a deep breath, but took off the Chicago typewriter on her back, held it tightly in her hand, and continued:

"So once these bugs really rush over, we will fight them hard!"

"Are you crazy, Chief of Staff Yang!" The fat man was stunned when he heard this.

Fight them hard?

Such a large bug, even if its body is as tender as an ant, it can't withstand a swarm of rushing up? !

This is not a matter of sticking your head out and getting a knife, shrinking your head and getting a knife - it's death anyway!

"Old Hu, please persuade Chief of Staff Yang!" The fat man looked at Hu Bayi.

The latter sighed slightly:

"Fatty, what Staff Officer Yang said is right."

"It's impossible for us to go back now."

"The curse of the ghost cave is no different from others. Even the glorious Banshan clan has ended up in such a miserable situation with a declining population, let alone us!"

"So, we must go to the tomb of King Xian!"

"As for these bugs..."

Hu Bayi was silent for a while, and then he took off the Chicago typewriter on his back like Shirley Yang and held it in his palm.

"Damn? Old Hu, are you going to die with me?"

Seeing this scene, the fat man felt a little disappointed, and subconsciously, he looked at Zhou Yu:

"Captain, now I can only rely on you to talk about f..."

The fat man wanted Zhou Yu to talk about Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang.

But what confused the fat man was that when he turned his head, he saw Zhou Yu who was also holding a Chicago typewriter.

Even the other party was still holding the gun, aiming at the huge insect swarm in the distance from time to time.

Is this guy...adapting to the feel?

"Fuck!"

"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!"

The fat man cursed and took off the Chicago typewriter on his back and stood aside.

Zhou Yu and the other two saw it and smiled knowingly.

Although the fat man was usually muddleheaded,A little, but still quite loyal at the critical moment.

"Okay, Fatty, what kind of person am I, don't you know?"

Zhou Yu finally spoke:

"Since I dare to do this, I naturally have the confidence to take you all to the ground... well, and go in!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Fatty, Shirley Yang, and Hu Bayi lit up.

Zhou Yu is a hunter.

What is the most important thing for a hunter?

It's not the ability to hunt, but to be absolutely calm at all times!

Only in this way can the hunting target be absolutely captured!

No wonder they felt weird when they saw Zhou Yu's passionate young man just now. It turns out that this guy has already had a countermeasure!

"So, Captain! What is your solution?"

The fat man couldn't help asking.

"What solution?"

Zhou Yu smiled mysteriously, looked at the three people, but asked back:

"Do you... want to play a target shooting game?"