【Miracle Series 1】Prison

Everyone looked up, and saw that under the light of the flashlight, there were countless claws and claws on the surrounding walls, big or small, tall or short, fat or thin, and the color was dark green with a bit of a strange color.

Among them, the Mitra on the stone wall behind the guy is the most special.

There is only one shadow on the whole wall, which is surprisingly big, at least as high as four people, and even one wall cannot fit up to the ceiling of the cave. .

When everyone was wondering what to do, Xie Yuhua threw the flashlight to Pan Zi, took out her mobile phone and clicked it.

Seeing Pan Zi, he smiled helplessly and said, "Jiu Ye, don't tell me that we're all here, you still don't forget to play Tetris."

"Xie is not that leisurely yet." Xie Yuhua said while taking a mobile phone to look around, "There must be records, otherwise we will die in vain."

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After recording the video, Xie Yuhua changed the battery of the phone, edited a text message in SMS mode, and then threw the phone into a narrow two-finger-wide gap.

——Through the light of the flashlight, you can faintly see the iron and copper gears rotating slowly inside.

I hope that the mobile phone can be turned off randomly and run to a place where Wu Xie can see it.

Next, under Pan Zi's instruction, the two men began to chisel the wall.

After all, it is impossible to sit still and act first, which is their style of action.

The rock shell soon cracked, revealing the phantom's round, shiny green belly.

Several people stabbed at the place together, gunshots rang out, green jelly-like viscous juice splashed all over their faces, it was terribly disgusting.

Ghost Shadow was obviously annoyed by them, and he moved forward much faster.

Within a few tens of seconds, his green and green limbs were clinging to the rock wall, as if there was only a thin layer of gray yarn separating him from the outside world. To use an inappropriate word to describe it, it could be broken by blowing a bullet.

Not long after, one of Ghosting's hands broke free from the shackles of the rock wall, stretched out and danced around!

The hand was a few meters longer than what they saw just now, as wide and narrow as the mouth of a sea bowl, waving back and forth like the tentacles of a squid.

Everyone immediately shot at that hand. Under the concentrated firepower, the arm broke after a short period of time, and it was scattered on the ground in small pieces. It was not dead yet, and it twitched every second or two. , and then soaked in the thick juice, it makes people want to vomit.

But what happened next didn't go so smoothly.

Soon the entire body of the ghost figure emerged from the rock formation, which is even more amazing at a glance.

The hands and feet are long and short, as thick as legs, twisting and coiling on the ground like screws to support the fat body.

The whole grotto seemed to be unable to hold it at all, and the ghost could only bend over and walk through the tunnels, like an old man with a hunched back, but the anger of the broken hand made it irritable, and its movements were as sensitive as a leopard!

It was okay at the beginning, although the fierce gunfire attack could not cause much fatal damage to it, at most it would burst out a piece of flesh and splash a pool of green water, which was nothing to its huge body, but at least it could Contain some of its actions.

But it didn't take long for the bullets of AK47 to run out one after another, and only then would they complain why the designers of AK47 didn't design more bullet clips for it.

And that ghost image is as intelligent, and launched an attack while several people took turns changing bullets and the firepower weakened!

A guy who was closer was the first to suffer. He was swept into the air by the ghost's outstretched arm and then slammed it violently into the opposite stone wall. There is no more air to enter.

The rest of the people immediately treated them with [-] points of energy, but they were all injured one after another.

However, it is true that the leak in the house coincides with the rain all night, and the boat is late and encounters the headwind.

The group was powerless to fight, when a green hand popped out of the chest of the guy next to Xie Yuhua!

The knuckles are protruding, and the finger bones are stiff, like the dead roots of an old tree.

Blood splashed out like a fountain, spraying everywhere!

The guy didn't even have time to scream, he just opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted, and fell backwards with his head thrown up.

Xie Yuhua was startled, turned her head abruptly, and met a pair of green eyes of Midrara!

This Mitra was about half the size of a cow, as tall as a man, with a flat forehead, prominent cheekbones, and eyes bulging like copper bells. It was like a reincarnation of a hungry ghost!

Its arms are longer than that of gorillas of the same height, and its waist is short and thin, which is seriously out of proportion.

One of the paws was blushing, and the blood dripped down along the lines of the joints and flesh.

For a moment, Xie Yuhua even felt that in such a noisy environment of gunshots and fighting, he could clearly hear the ticking sound of blood hitting the ground and the echo of the impact of the stone walls on both sides.

It was the sound of the countdown to death.

The footsteps of death and the bells and drums of life.

But Xie Yuhua immediately came to her senses, shouting, "Be careful behind you, other ghosts are coming out!", while pulling out the knife she had prepared by the side of her leg, she rushed towards Midrara in front of her.

——In close combat, you can't use a gun, you can only fight hand-to-hand.

And that's his forte.

All of a sudden, several figures were seen shuttling among more than a dozen green shadows, as if they were speeding through a thick and dense forest.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the blood splashing from time to time and the screams of tearing flesh and blood.

But often, the real scene is more tragic, heroic and cruel than imagined.

The hands of mitharas are very long, and their nails are hard and sharp. When you scratch your body, it becomes a layer of skin!One poke is a bloody hole!

Moreover, no matter how fat or thin his body is, his movements are as nimble as a green-haired cat demon who has turned into a spirit.

The most important thing is that there are too many batches, and another batch will come again. Grandma's is almost endless!

Relatively speaking, Xie Yuhua and his party can be said to have the upper hand.

The two guys died at the beginning of the battle, and two of them lost their combat power. In addition, they had walked for several hours and their physical strength could not be recovered in the future, and they were engaged in high-intensity fighting, and Pan Zi, one of the two best kung fu. The injury on my back last time wasn't healed yet.

In short, they struggled to deal with it. Almost every two or three minutes, a guy died. The injuries on their bodies became more frequent and deeper.

I don't know how long it has passed, Xie Yuhua has lost the sense of time, and only knows how to raise her hand mechanically, swing, swing, chop, hide, and jump.

The body is already extremely exhausted, and it seems that it takes all the strength of the whole body to raise an arm or a foot.

He no longer knew how to skillfully attack and defuse the opponent's attack. All his movements relied on the automatic reflexes of his body that he had cultivated over the past ten years.

All the guys met Yan Wang, only him and Pan Zi remained.

The formation of the two was stretched very long during the fight, with a distance of more than ten meters between them. Under the barrier of many mitharas, it took a long time to even look at each other's whereabouts, let alone help each other.

Bloody limbs were scattered everywhere on the ground, including some intestines and brains. Several mitharas were lying there excitedly competing for food, shaking their heads, as if it was some rare delicacy, fine juice.

While Xie Yuhua was fighting, he caught a glimpse of the scene from the corner of the eye, and felt a surge of nausea in his stomach, so acidic water gushed upwards.

But he didn't have the strength to vomit anymore.

Due to excessive blood loss, his thinking became numb and his vision gradually became blurred. The Metras in front of him suddenly changed into several, and he shook his head to regain consciousness before turning back into one again.

The number of ghosts is still increasing, one after another, one after another like a rising tide.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, which made people's throat hoarse and sore.

The two of them had struggled to resist, and it seemed that another Mitra would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

For a moment, just for a moment, Xie Yuhua had a particularly illusory thought.

He thought, if only the blind man were here, at least he could handle it with ease.

However, this was just a momentary thought, Xie Yuhua sneered, when did she become so weak that she had to rely on others to save her?

And it happened to be that black blind man who kept making him angry.

And before he was a little dazed for half a second, the claws of a two-person-tall Mitra stretched out, and the long nails were inserted into his right shoulder from the front, and then protruded from the back!

Xie Yuhua seemed to hear the sound of flesh and bones being torn apart, as easily as a strip of cloth being torn in half, and fresh blood and minced meat sprayed out like rags!

He resisted the pain, pulled suddenly and then turned around, wanting to use the knife that was just transferred to his left hand to cut the opponent's arm that controlled him, but he didn't expect that the opponent's strength was much stronger than his own, so he shook it hard when he felt the pain. , Xie Yuhua was slapped heavily on an iron-hard stone wall six or seven meters away, and the congestion spurted out of her mouth all at once!

His head hit the wall hard, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

Her head hurt like it was going to explode, Xie Yuhua almost lost consciousness for a moment, her eyes seemed to be blocked by something, it was red, and everything she saw was blurred by a layer of fog.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to wake himself up, squinting his eyes to see the scene in front of him clearly, and another green claw came towards him like the wind!

Xie Yuhua tried her best to turn over to avoid the claw's first attack, and only after this movement did she realize how hard she fell just now.

pain!

He felt that his internal organs must have been smashed to pieces, and they were mixed together and turned around in his stomach like assorted soup.

pain!

Bone-eating and heart-wrenching pain!

But he endured, endured, endured.

Xie Yuhua struggled to stand up, leaning on the wall, struggling with the surrounding Mitra.

His face was pale, cold sweat mixed with blood scattered everywhere with his movements.

But these are all useless struggles, they have to tear several holes in his body before he can stab the opponent.

After all, he was going to die in such a ghost place, he thought.

At the same time, he lowered his head to look at himself, and didn't care about Mitra's grabbing another layer of skin off him.

There were only a few strips of cloth left on his clothes, the pink shirt was stained crimson with blood, and there was nothing left of his coat.

But further in, Xie Yuhua herself couldn't bear to look any further.

From head to toe, I didn't even have a piece of good skin on my body, and a few places were pierced by Metra's nail clippers, turning into dark red blood holes.

——It's so fucking ugly, so ugly.

——Going to reincarnate like this is afraid that even the pig mother will not want it.

However, Xie Yuhua hadn't given up yet, he didn't know why, he had reached this point, his movements were as slow as a snail, he was still struggling, struggling like a fool.

But God did not favor him.

Just as fate is always unfair, sometimes hard work does not pay off.

All the men died, and Pan Zi also got lost in the fight, and he suffered such a serious injury again.

It was at this desperate moment that Xie Yuhua saw a white mist rushing towards him from the far tomb passage.

——It is the strong alkali ash in the ancient building.

All the mitharas that touched the mist turned into water in an instant, and disappeared out of thin air, not even a single slag was left.

But the Mitras didn't seem to see it, they still drilled out of the mountain wall uninterruptedly, and rushed up with their teeth and claws.

Fortunately, the alkali mist did not move very quickly, probably because the twists and turns of the cave slowed down its spread.

However, with Xie Yuhua's current footsteps, it is still impossible to run past.

——Besides, even if he could run, where could he go?

——It’s not the same as being trapped to death in this cave.

very nice.very nice.Xie Yuhua thought to himself, turning into a puddle of water and leaving nothing, this could be regarded as retribution for what he has done in his life.

But he probably won't be able to wait for the strong base to end the pain.

His head was already groggy, and his eyelids, hands, and feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift them no matter how heavy they were.

The double image in front of him became more and more serious, and he couldn't tell which was the stone wall and which was the Midrara.

Life is approaching his final bottom line.

At this moment, Xie Yuhua heard several gunshots, and the green claws that were scratching her body seemed to be missing a few.But the pain had already reached its limit, and he couldn't tell whether it was a little less.

In the haze, he seemed to see a figure running towards him, dressed in black, with a pair of dark glasses hanging on his face.

Exhausting the last of his strength to hook the corners of his mouth, he was hallucinating. How cowardly did he become, so he hoped that a blind man would come to save him?

How delusional, he thought.

Then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

"Master Hua! You fucking don't like not paying back your debts!"

[I don’t need to say more about what debt Master Hua’er owes~~]