Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

Wu Xie joked: "Okay, I didn't expect your status to be quite high."

There were a lot of people at their station, and many people greeted Chen Zheng along the way, calling them Commander Chen.

"Hey, everyone is just yelling nonsense." Chen Zheng scratched his head shyly, "I'll call the other brothers over, and we'll discuss the time of action together."

"Well, the sooner this matter is over, the better. We have been here for a long time." Wu Xie said.

"By the way, we have guns here, do you want to try them? They were all snatched from those foreigners." Chen Zheng invited them.

"Okay, this way we will have a better chance of winning."

What Wu Xie didn’t expect was that,

Even if these people have guns in their hands, their marksmanship is actually quite good.

The Zhang family is accustomed to using cold weapons, covering the sky with only one hand in the tomb, but if they really lead troops to fight, I am afraid they are still no match for these people.

"Bang bang bang-"

Wu Xie fired several shots in succession, and the handle hit the red heart.

Everyone else applauded, and Chen Zheng praised: "Not bad, have you practiced?"

Wu Xie raised his chin reservedly, "Yeah."

The little brother saw that Wu Xie was surrounded by a group of people and had no place of his own. With a cold and handsome face, he fired a shot expressionlessly,

"boom--"

The posture was so big that everyone else looked over.

Eh?

Is this...missing, missing the target?

Wu Xie couldn't help but laugh, walked over and patted the brother's arm holding the gun, and said: "Put this hand down a little, don't hold it so straight, relax a little."

"boom--"

Still missing the target,

Wu Xiqi said: "Hey? And you don't know how to do it?"

Unbelieving, he stood behind the little brother, his feet staggered forward and backward, his chest pressed against the little brother's back, one hand holding the little brother's side, the other hand holding the little brother's hand holding the gun, holding the belt Aim and pull the trigger.

"boom--"

Right in the bull's eye.

"Wow, brother, that's great! Ten rings!" Wu Xie immediately praised, feeling even happier than if he had hit the target.

Coaxing children is nothing more than that.

Haike saw it and looked at the pistol in his hand, lost in thought.

He raised his hand and fired a few shots,

Although they didn't hit the target, at least they all hit the target.

if......

If I remember correctly, my shooting skills are better than his, right?

OK?

Why did it miss the target? ? ?

Haike Erzhang was confused.

It's really puzzling.

(ps: full of tricks, hahahaha)

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Midnight,

All sounds are silent.

Thousands of people lurked in the dark night, waiting for an opportunity.

In the end, the younger brother failed to prevent Wu Xie from participating in this operation.

With a stinking face, he was hiding in the bushes.

Because the idea of ​​​​accompanying Wu Xie to cut wires was ruthlessly rejected by Wu Xie.

The little brother whose mood has hit rock bottom: (?i _ i?) Bu Kai Sen!

Wu Xie touched his wrinkled little face in a funny way and coaxed: "Be good and protect yourself. I'll wait for you outside. I won't go to dangerous places, okay?"

Wu Xie's Adam's apple rolled, and it took a long time before he let out an aggrieved "hmm".

"No injuries allowed."

So domineering,

Wu Xie was complaining about him in his heart, but his face was still gentle and he agreed: "Okay."

Chen Zheng looked on with sore teeth.

The mistress doesn't have a good mind, so she doesn't need to be coaxed like this.

"Go ahead," Wu Xie squeezed the younger brother's thin shoulder, "Pay attention to your safety."

The younger brother took several members of the Zhang family and quietly touched the power grid under the cover of night.

A high-voltage power grid with a height of three meters may be daunting to ordinary people, but for the Zhang family, it is just a trivial matter.

Zhang Haiming squatted down with his legs spread apart, crossed his hands together, and let his running companions step on his hands to take off and roll over the power grid one by one.

Chen Zheng looked at this astonishing scene and murmured: "It's amazing. Are they... from Wudang or Shaolin?"

"No," Wu Xie denied with a smile, without explaining more.

Zhang Haiming returned after sending everyone inside.

He and Haike were both left by the younger brother to protect Wu Xie.

Half an hour later,

"Let's go, it's our turn."

They had already figured out the location of the distribution box, and it was just waiting for them to cut it.

Wu Xie was thrown into the air by Zhang Haiming. Haike took the opportunity to jump up and raised his knees, allowing Wu Xie to step on him again to get over the fence.

Wu Xie rolled around on the ground and landed successfully, making everyone watching breathe a sigh of relief.

so far so good,

Fortunately, it turned over.

Otherwise, I have to kill them all.

(Wu Xie: ╭(╯^╰)╮Huh, how dare you underestimate labor and management, let me show you my hands!)

The little brother who quietly showed up in the distance took a look and saw that Wu Xie was fine, so he continued to act with confidence.

This factory is much larger than they imagined, and is divided into two floors.

The room they entered now should be the place used by this group of people to display human specimens.

In the human body, various organs, large and small, are soaked in solution and sealed in glass vessels.

The white label on it was written in a bunch of foreign characters they didn't recognize...

"Beast—" someone cursed in a low voice.

These people, in their lifetimes, may not see as many organs as they do today.

The little brother's indifferent eyes scanned these glass bottles and accurately took one from them.

The bottle contains a pair of hands, a pair of hands with hairy mound fingers.

This scene made many people's eyes turn red.

On their growth path, the companions around them will continue to change. The strong will live and the weak will die. This is their internal law of survival.

They were used to seeing their companions die, but nothing was as heartbreaking as this moment.

They can die, but not in such an undignified death!

Someone exclaimed,

Everyone looked sideways and saw that the huge glass vessel in the center contained an unborn baby. The tiny baby had been cut out together with his mother's uterus before he had even opened his eyes. The child's vague face was printed on the wall of the uterus. He was tightly wrapped, curled up with hands and feet, floating in the liquid...

The sensual man had let out a slight sob.

Crying for this child, and crying for my own foggy future...

"Let's go," the younger brother said as he led them away from the patrolling personnel.

The experimental subjects imprisoned underground were the purpose of their trip.

Each of them carries explosives with them, in order to detonate this crime-ridden abyss in the end and let the victims rest in peace...