webnovel

The Lost Tomb : Tibetan Sea Flower Part 1

People from all walks of life gathered in Gila Temple. Is all this a coincidence or someone deliberately arranged it? What is the meaning of the mysterious scorpion? What exactly is "the limit of the world"? Why is Wu Xie the only one who can save the Zhang family? Are the Zhang family members of the Hong Kong faction credible, are they plotting evil or accomplishing their mission? This is a brand new journey. Wu Xie and Fatty follow the footsteps of the stuffy oil bottle into the hinterland of the Snow Mountain. This time, can Wu Xie solve all the mysteries?

LittleClouds · History
Not enough ratings
60 Chs

Chapter 33 Almost Died

  I was startled and immediately went up to see what was going on. Just as I rushed to the side of the fat man, he was kicked by the fat man. One stumbled and fell to the ground. Almost at the same time, the other bullet almost hit my back and hit the candlestick on the other side.

  The candlestick was splattered with sparks and fell to the ground. I thought it would burn immediately, but the kerosene went out at once. It looks like the floor here has been aged for years and the batter is really thick.

  There were a few fires sticking to my body, and I was slapping it when the fat man scolded me: "You are not smart at such an old age, what are you running at this time, you should just lie down."

  "How are you? I thought you were His head was shot." I saw blood all over his face, "Isn't I worried about you?"

  "You worry, you don't need to bury me when I die. I have a lot of good looks for me." Fatty said, covering his temple with one hand. I thought to myself that it wasn't because my head was cut open, otherwise I wouldn't be able to speak so smoothly.

  "What's my background, Fat Master? It's not that easy to snipe me. If it wasn't too damn cold here, Fat Master, I wouldn't be able to dodge it." Fatty said, "I think when I was in school, Fat Master, I was The famous 'big meat bun that can't be hit'."

  I saw that his temple was really just a scratch, and I thought that the other party's work was really bad, and the fat man's head was so big that he couldn't hit it. Fatty said: "We are mixed with rivers and lakes, and in places where we are easy to be sniped, we will keep doing spiral head movements. This is called planning for a rainy day."

  Fatty usually shakes his head when he speaks . Nonsense, this must be his second-rate habit.

  Just as he was about to refute him, another shot suddenly came in, and he didn't know where it was shot, and sawdust splashed all over the place. Fatty and I both shrank our necks.

  "Who the hell is it," I said. "Didn't the Germans let us go? Did they let us go so we could have two moving targets?"

  "If those Germans killed us too easily, they wouldn't do it. If it was the Zhang family, a family with such good skills, they wouldn't use sniping. The role of snipers is generally to win more with less. If there are more than six people, come in and shoot directly, we are definitely not opponents." The fat man covered the place where the bullet had been grazed with his clothes, and looked around, obviously trying to find a solution to this situation. "So the number of people who attacked us is probably very small, maybe even just one person, who wants to kill us when we are alone."

  "Anyone of us?" I was surprised, thinking how many forces have gathered in this temple. . As soon as he finished speaking, there were two consecutive gunshots. The bullet came in through the window, and it hit me at the wrong height, and flew over my head.

  "Yes, there are people on the other side." Fatty said, "I actually still have some things to tell you, but there is no time to discuss it later. You see, he can already judge where we are. "

  Why?"

  "Experience, he must have inspected this room beforehand." Fatty looked around, "There are only a few places to hide in this room, he must have already identified all the places we could hide." Mark it out, and then choose to shoot the ambush in the place with the smallest blind spot in the house, he is now betting where you are hiding and testing you with bullets."

  Just finished speaking, another bullet hit my position, this time at an angle Very awkward, it turned out to be a downward slash shot from the window and hit the floor behind me. The shock made my whole body go numb, and I quickly crawled to the side.

  Fatty also showed a strange expression: "However, this guy is too accurate."

  "Maybe he saw me pounce on you just now." I said, "So I think I should be in this area.

  " Impossible, it is very convenient to crawl around here, everyone will choose the most hidden place to hide." Fatty showed a thoughtful expression, "It's strange, if he could see us, we would have been hit long ago. So he should still be guessing, but why is he guessing so accurately?"

  The fat man turned his head and carefully pulled out a wooden frame, and said to me, "Don't worry about it, let's deceive him out of bullets first, and then go straight out the rear window while he's changing bullets. It's easy to do when we get to the mountains." As he said that, he took off his clothes, and immediately picked them up with a pole. As soon as the window edge was exposed, there were three bullets, and the clothes were immediately knocked off.

  I looked at Fatty, and Fatty clicked his tongue and said, "What kind of sniper rifle is this, with such a high rate of fire." At this instant, I heard some strange noises, and immediately made a gesture to shut up to Fatty .

  Fatty knew that my actions must be meaningful, so he didn't speak. I listened to the feeling just now, and suddenly I heard a very slight rustling sound in the courtyard outside.

  I pointed to the fat man's ear and then to the outside. Fatty rolled his eyes and went to listen. After listening for a while, he suddenly showed an angry expression. He gave me instructions with his lips, and asked me to stick to the door, and then made a 1, 2, 3 with his fingers, and then kicked his feet, which meant that after I saw him count 1, 2, and 3, he kicked the door open. .

  The tacit understanding that Fatty and I have formed over many years of friendship is here to the fullest. Without any doubt or hesitation, I immediately crawled over and turned around to press the door with my feet. The fat man picked up the lampstand that had been knocked to the ground, weighed it, and suddenly half-squatted up and made a 1 to me. I nodded and took a deep breath. He did the gesture of 2, and at the moment when the gesture of 3 came out, he suddenly stood up.

  Almost at the same time, I kicked open the wooden door with force, and at the same time the fat man squatted down suddenly. In an instant, two bullets came in, and they were fired against the fat man's head. The fat man rolled away, the lamp in his hand had been thrown out, and then people rushed out. I heard several muffled gunshots over there, even in the yard.

  When I turned over, I saw that the fat man and a man were already fighting together, and the gun had been bitten by the fat man and let go. I went up to pick up the lamp and joined the fray, stuck the man by the neck, and smashed the man's head with the lamp.

  That man was quite strong, but with the way Fatty and I were playing, no one could bear it. I smashed him in the head several times, and the man went silent. The two of us turned over and found that it turned out to be a lama. The fat man picked up the gun that fell on the side, it turned out to be a pistol with a silencer.

  "Damn, this bastard actually used a pistol to imitate a sniper rifle in the yard." The fat man fiddled with the gun, inserted it into his waist and confiscated it.

  I said: "Why are you so reckless, just rushed out like this, you are not a little brother, if this lamp can't hit you, you will hang up."

  "I heard the movement and guessed that it was a pistol, and the sound was so soft, sure There is a muffler. And the shooting angles just now were oblique. If it was in the yard, it must be very close to the door, so I took a gamble. Sure enough, this guy is ten meters outside our door. The weather is so cold , shoot with a pistol, it's weird to hit."

  I squatted down to look at the man's face, and found that it was a lama in the temple. I've seen two faces, both in the cafeteria, but it seems that my hand was too heavy, and he There was blood coming out of the nose.

  "Innocent, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are so black now that you have the style of your fat master." The fat man looked around and saw that there was no one around, and no one continued to plot, and said, "Drag to the room first, this person's identity It seems a bit special, I don't know why they are plotting against us. People in this temple seem to have problems, we have to be more careful."

  I thought about it and said to him: "If this is the case, my room will definitely not be able to stay there. Come with me, I'll take you to a safer place."