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The sounds of birds echoed in the valley. In a short while, I heard the sound of a thrush coming from a distance. The melody of the chirping sounded sharp and shrill.

"Grandpa is also in Zhanlong Ridge, about two or three kilometers away from us. He asked us to leave quickly." Ma Ya explained to the two.

Wushuang asked: "Is it okay for the old man? Why don't we wait for him?" Ma Sihai's body is so bright that he is over 80 years old. He is very good at stolen treasures, but this is Laojingou, Zhanlongling. All the biological vegetation in this secret realm is something that ordinary people have never seen before.

Ma Ya was worried about her grandfather's comfort and blew the moving thrush again, but this time there was only one thrush chirping in the valley. After waiting for a long time, she could not hear Ma Sihai's echo.

"Go and go and have a look!"

The three of them followed the direction of Ma Sihai's sound just now. After walking for more than ten minutes, a light spot appeared in the fog in front of them. Then, the outline of the old Jingou stronghold left by the Russians gradually appeared in the fog, and there was no difference in the oral jokes with Mr. Dong. There were more than ten wooden houses with fences on the outer side. There was a Russian plaque hanging on the gate in the middle. The light spot flashed out from the windows of one of the houses.

Dicks... ticks... ticks... ticks...

Lu Haotian said: "I have heard this on TV, and someone must be sending telegrams through the radio."

Decades of baptism of wind and rain have made the Laojingou stronghold in Zhanlongling unrecognizable, with spider webs everywhere and mud and gravel everywhere. The three of them entered through the main entrance of the Laojingou stronghold and immediately smelled a rotten smell.

Wushuang made a gesture to Lu Haotian. Lu Haotian held his pistol tightly and hid under the side of the house and watched from the window. The scene in the house was almost the same as Mr. Dong's memories. Several Russian soldiers' bones were upside down in the room, and big rats two feet long were running around in the pile of corpses.

Lu Haotian turned around and frowned at Wushuang and sent a signal: There was someone inside.

The tables in the house were covered with thick dust, and a tall man in an outdoor suit was sitting on a chair and knocking on the old radio station. He was lit with an old kerosene lamp next to his right hand, and the lights flickered and pulled his back into the house. He must be one of the tomb robbers, and he was using the old radio station to contact the online or employer.

Wushuang rushed up and kicked open the empty wooden door. The wind and rain had already caused the wooden door to rot for many years. He kicked the wooden door directly.

"Don't move, be honest!" Wushuang pointed his gun at the tomb robber. The two of them came in one after another.

The three guns were aimed at the tomb robber at the same time. Logically speaking, he should have raised his hand high and gave up his resistance. But unexpectedly, this guy seemed to have never heard or seen the three of them, and he was still sitting on a chair and knocking on the radio and making ticking sounds.

"Damn it! Are you tired of living? I can't even tell you that you can't even pick it out of the wall?" Lu Haotian cursed.

"Don't move, there's something weird!" Wushuang grabbed him, winked the two of them, and asked them to carefully look at the white-haired and yellow-skinned beside them.

The white-haired and yellow-skinned girl followed them into Zhanlong Ridge. She didn't even act abnormally along the way even when she encountered the man-eating flower. But now her hair was everywhere, and the little mung bean eyes were staring at the tomb robbers and dared not relax at all. The animals' predictions of unknown dangers were much more sensitive than humans. The white-haired and yellow-skinned girl's abnormality aroused unshuang's alertness.

"Who are you?" Wushuang asked.

The man did not answer, and kept knocking on the radio to send telegrams to his own people. Compared to the mummy who died under the cannibal flower stamen, Wushuang could at least be sure that the tomb robber in front of him was a living person who could breathe, so he did not dare to relax his vigilance at all and always aimed the gun at the man's head.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, are you fucking mute?"

Wushuang noticed a detail. In addition to Russian radio stations, there was also the backpack of the tomb robbers. His gun was exposed on the outer cover of the backpack. But why did the three of them suddenly rushed in just now and he didn't mean to resist? Tomb robbers are all vicious people. Tomb robbers are a serious crime this year. Usually, they will kill people to silence them when they are hit. Why is it so abnormal today?

"Are you Japanese?" Wushuang asked again.

"Let's go..." Suddenly, the man stopped typing on the radio, and his voice trembled and squeezed out two words from his mouth with difficulty.

"Go? Where are you going? Who are you? Are you Chinese? Who are you working for?"

"Go away...come...it's too late...we can't escape...curse...curse...ah!!!!"

Just as Wushuang was trying to dig out clues from his mouth, the tomb robber suddenly overturned the table and roared, turning around and pounced at the three of them. I don’t know whether it was because of the situation or Lu Haotian’s hand trembled. There was a loud bang behind Wushuang’s back, and the bullets of the Type 54 pistol roared, rubbing Wushuang’s scalp and hitting the guy’s chest.

The Type 54 pistol was powerful, and it opened a big hole in the guy's chest with one shot, causing him to splatter blood to fall to the ground on the spot. His body was twitching in a spasm, and blood was splattering everywhere, dyeing the thick white bones on the ground into blood red.

"It's over... it's over... I... I'm killing!" Lu Haotian trembled his hands, and a pungent smell of sulfur appeared from his muzzle.

Wushuang pointed to the corpse with its twitching body and smashed it, saying, "Mouse, you think it's too simple. I'm afraid you can't bear the charge of murder for the time being. Look?"

Lu Haotian and Ma Ya took a closer look...

Two big rats with blood-red eyes smelled the bloody smell of the corpse crawling on the tomb robber's stomach and eating greedily, but the corpse, which had a big hole in its chest, was trying hard to support the ground with both hands and try to stand up.

This was the first time that the three of them saw such a strange scene. They were stunned and stunned. The corpse half sat up, and suddenly reached out and pinched a big mouse that was eating his flesh and blood, and stuffed it into his mouth. The big mouse didn't even have time to scream and was swallowed by him.

"Buddha...Christ Jesus...Athena...Saint Seiya...What kind of monster is this?" Lu Haotian grabbed Wushuang's other arm with one hand and carried the thin Ma Ya out.

"Old Tie, do you still remember the plot of the Republic of China that Mr. Dong told you before his death? Could this tomb robber just accidentally ate that strange fruit, right?"

Wushuang was calm when he encountered trouble, turned around and aimed at the guy's head and shot him again and said, "This group of tomb robbers died in the ridge one after another, but one escaped, which means that the rest is a top-notch master, don't take it lightly."
Chapter completed!