[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 32

Xuanniao's illegitimate child was naturally a joke made by Wu Xie. They all said that this civilization was parallel to the Shang Dynasty at that time, and even if it was a war, it was normal for the two to communicate.

Wu Xie's nervousness was slightly relieved because the mysterious bird hadn't moved for a long time. He held up the torch, looked at the bronze vessel, and couldn't help but wonder about its past. Does it have any history?

"Huh! Huh!" Xuanniao suddenly flew up, flapping its wings.

Wu Xie was taken aback, how dare this bird know how to attack by surprise?But it just flew into the sky, the sky here is very high, at least the bird didn't hit its head after flying into the air.

36 strategies, the best strategy is to go... Wu Xie thought.

In the dark and quiet environment, another abnormal sound suddenly came. "Wow, wow." Someone seemed to be dragging a heavy iron chain towards Wu Xie.Wu Xie pulled out a pistol, Browning's M1911A1 automatic pistol, US military standard equipment, from an American soldier he knew when he was studying abroad.

Hands/guns are useful for killing people. They are used to deal with underground things, and everyone in the Centurion is quite disdainful.For example, this time Zhang Qiling only brought an inverted fighting tool and an ancient black gold knife. Wu Xie had drank foreign ink and believed that guns were also useful down here. The black glasses asked him to bring a dagger for self-defense. declined for a reason.

"Tuan Zuo, pistols are not assault guns, grenade launchers, and mortars. I hope you won't regret it when the time comes." Black Glasses said with a smile.

Does Wu Xie ever regret it?Of course.For example, now, in this place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't shit, not only black birds have come out from the ancient time, but also a thing in bronze armor.

It's not exactly bronze. With the help of the flickering firelight, Wu Xie saw the figure on the opposite side wearing a bronze helmet covered with moss. His clothes and leather armor had long since rotted away and disappeared into the dust of history. His lower body was tied with a wide finger His bronze girdle has been preserved as well as the bronze helmet.However, none of these can shock him. What shocked Wu Xie the most was the bronze mask on the opponent's face that was exactly the same as that on Xuanniao's neck. It was an exquisite, ancient, and mysterious mask.

"Sun, Baisha!" Wu Xie took a breath, thinking that he had achieved "great luck".Supporting this armor is actually a humanoid creature covered with white hair. The length of the hair reminds Wu Xie of the Tibetan poodle.But the poodle is so cute, and this thing is so scary, who would let the opposite thing be a pet?Wu Xie raised his gun tremblingly. He unexpectedly met Zongzi without Zhang Qiling as his companion. This was the first time he saw Zongzi, a Zongzi thousands of years ago.

"Why is it the first time that third uncle saw zongzi, and the zongzi was only a few decades old, and the second uncle's first time was only a hundred years old, and it took thousands of years for me to make a move?" Wu Xie laughed bitterly at himself, and stepped back.

"Wow...wow..." The voice was getting closer.

Wu Xie couldn't help but glanced at the sky, as if hoping that Xuanniao would come down and take him away, but Xuanniao would not respond to his expectation, how could he be sure that Xuanniao would not eat meat?

Half a second later, Wu Xie turned around and ran away.After this run, the white long-haired rice dumpling also started to run, almost twice as fast as him.Wu Xie was in a hurry. Hearing the sound of pressing steps behind him, he turned his body sideways and fired a shot, and then continued to run.But he couldn't run Zongzi after all, and his bullets were limited. After firing several shots in a panic, Zongzi grabbed his shoulder, and there was a sharp pain, and the pistol/gun fell to the ground.

"It's over." Wu Xie thought, "It's so easy to make rice dumplings for lunch? If I knew it earlier, what kind of prestige would I have to show off in front of Zhang Qiling?"

Wu Xie, the son of a family, currently only has theoretical knowledge and no practical experience. Wu Sansheng intended to send him to hone him. It is expected that with the current status of the Wu family, Zhang Qiling should not dare to let his nephew participate in any dangerous actions at the beginning.But he couldn't stand Wu Xie's own death, clamoring for a fight with Zhang Qiling, and not listening to the old man's words, he would naturally suffer in front of his eyes.

"Zhang Qiling..." At the critical juncture, Wu Xie missed this awesome deputy, the young patriarch of the Zhang family, no matter how much he didn't like it, at least he was a human being. It's better to be with human beings than to be beaten by zongzi , Zhang Qiling will definitely not hit him!

Zhang Qiling, Zhang Qiling!

"Really, I can't die like this!" After Wu Xie called out to Zhang Qiling twice in his heart, he suddenly had the realization that he would be put to death and reborn. The moment he was grabbed by the shoulder by the white-haired rice dumpling, and his nails were stuck in the flesh, he was pulled close , He turned his head to face the cold bronze mask, grabbed the seal of the head of the Zhang family with his uninjured hand and stamped it hard.

"Didn't it mean to ward off evil spirits? I'll see if it works! Otherwise, if I am a ghost, I will ask Zhang Qiling to settle the score!" Wu Xie yelled.

Put Zhang Qiling's stamp on the rice dumpling, I don't know if Zhang Qiling will have a mocking expression on his face that has not changed for thousands of years after he finds out.Facts have proved that Wu Xie went to the doctor in a hurry for his illness. There is no such way in the world to subdue the zongzi. Deputy Zhang directly stabbed the zongzi to death with a few knives instead of stamping it.

Wu Xie laughed until his tears came out. His shoulder was extremely painful, and the military uniform was stained red with blood, which was truly terrifying.

Is there no other way?It seems that compared to being killed by Zongzi, what is more depressing is being looked down upon by Zhang Qiling, who can't even resist, and loses the face of the old Wu family.

"Grandpa, you should raise me as an unworthy descendant for nothing." At the moment of life and death, Wu Xie put aside his father, uncle, grandmother and mother, and only treated his grandfather Wu Laogou, a generation of tomb robbers known as the "Changsha Dog King". Merry men harbor guilt.It is said that the tiger father has no dogs and sons. Although it has been a generation, he can't be too cowardly!

Holding his breath, Wu Xie continued to grin his teeth in pain. After a while, he yelled angrily: "We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the present. Maybe you died thousands of years ago and were forced to be buried. What can I do?" , if you want to kill, kill it, have a good time!"

White-haired Zongzi raised his other hand and pressed Wu Xie's shoulder on the other side. Wu Xie frowned, still thinking about what the other party would do next, when suddenly he felt severe pain all over his body. It turned out that the dog/day/was actually going to Tear him apart alive.

"Ah, this way of dying is really painful." Wu Xie's forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat.It doesn't mean that he will see the past before he dies. This zongzi didn't even give him a chance to look back at the past, and he died immediately after being torn apart.

"Ah..." Wu Xie thought, he didn't have time to leave a last word, so this "ah" was probably his last words left in the world.