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Chapter 252: The Weird Tomb Owner

"Walk!"

Raocked, a few people came to the door quickly, slowly opened behind Shimen that had been opened, and held the firearm and walked in carefully.

Looking at the people who went in to look at each other, the door was silent for a while.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes ..............

After a minute and a second passed, I found that there were no crowds in the screams in this time.

Could it be that this time I was really playing? Would you really ... go and see?

Just a few teams were getting ugly and ugly.

There was a tragic cry in the main tomb.

Followed by the thorn ear guns, and the loud noise of the bombardment.

The sudden voice was startled by everyone, and they raised their guns to aim at the door.

In the nervous gaze of everyone, the door that had been opened by a gap was trembling.

The stone door on one side was directly bumped into more than one meter. As the door opened, the screams became clearer, and the sound was getting closer and closer to the door.

In the scream, a scavenger rushed out of the tomb, but before he ran a few steps, he suddenly drilled a twisted huge tentacles in the darkness, and he wrapped the legs of the picker.

Ministry, dragging him towards the deep into the tomb.

Looking at his hands and grabbing the ground, he still failed to escape. He was forcibly dragged away by the unknown creature, leaving only a few bloodstains on the ground.

Those around the barren were scared and retreated, and the cold sweat was flowing.

"What kind of ghost!"

"Yes, is it a snake?"

"It's not like, more like a vine."

"Fart! Your family has such a thick vine!"

Everyone was panicked at the blood stains on the ground.

At this moment, a squader team began to retreat slowly and retreated directly towards the tunnel.

"Everyone, we have enough money this time, we have limited strength, we will not disturb the sharing of loot, leave!"

The first team chose to retreat, and a few teams immediately retreated.

Among them, Qin Yu's partners, the team where the cat is located.

When she left, she had a deep hatred with Qin Yu, and she didn't forget to greet them.

Two middle fingers were erected directly towards Qin Yu.

"Boy, do you know what species you hate the cat most? That's you! Be careful when you explore the grave! Be careful here!"

Listening to the friendly reminder of the cat women, Qin Yu's face also showed a friendly smile immediately to respond.

"The same is true, pay attention when washing your face, don't be drowned!"

After the friendly exchanges, the team watched the team's departure, Qin Yu couldn't help but stir up.

He didn't care about a few people, but he cares about his bead!

That thing was taken away by this dead cat as a loot!

If there were too many people around, Qin Yu couldn't eat black, he had to go directly to shave the cat's hair!

As those who were unwilling to take risks all gone, there were only more than thirty people left in front of the door, and they were hesitant to look at each other.

Theoretically, with the gains of everyone along the way, everyone can survive now, and everyone can be divided into more than one million money.

This trip can be regarded as a lot of money, and it is enough to retreat at this time.

But the problem is that the human heart can never be satisfied, especially the interests are in front of them, and it seems to be available.

If you want to choose back at this time, you need to be very strong for self -control.

Are there any self -control for scavengers? The answer is self -evident.

If they have it, they will not become the scavenger.

Just when everyone looked at each other, I do n’t know if it was time to see it, or it was time to bet on it.

The clear water droplets suddenly sounded in the ear of everyone.

More than thirty people who heard the movement stared at their eyes, and they held their breaths for a while, and looked around to view the source of the sound.

In the end, everyone's sight was locked to the entrance of the cemetery. Some people even raised their guns and aimed over there with the lighting equipment above.

Under everyone's silent gaze, the sound of dripping stops abruptly.

Then…………

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the two heavy tombs were bumped on the spot!

The overwhelming tentacles flocked out and swept towards all the scavengers.

Facing the scene like the end of the world in front of him, although the scarred scarchers were shocked, they were fighting on the spot with flexible skills to escape the tentacles and fired crazy.

A lot of tentacles were baptized by bullet storms, flesh flesh and blood, and juice trembled.

The offensive of the tentacle group was forcibly intercepted for a while.

But I still don't have to wait for everyone to breathe, and the harsh friction sounds.

In the tomb, a large number of scarlet eyes gradually brightened, a huge head like octopus, drilling out of the door with the help of countless tentacles.

It wasn't until it was completely exposed to the light that everyone saw it clearly that it was not a octopus at all, but a rough wooden stake erected!

As for the red light above the stakes, it is the head inlaid on the wooden stake!

These people who painted ancient makeups, or wearing ancient helmets, obviously died for thousands of years, but at this time they were just dry and not rotten.

The tentacles connected above the stake are some blood -red vines, some are as thin as fingers, and some are rough.

Drilling out the tomb, standing in front of many pickers.

The huge trees monsters, waving the endless vines crazy roaring and roaring, from time to time, the picker was thrown by the vine, or was rolled on the spot.

It is one.

The desperate people's faces were getting worse and worse, and they stepped back while turning on fire.

They don't know what the tomb owner is, what is it, and it is not clear what its strength.

But a little people understand that this thing is probably not what they can fight.

Everyone does not hurt it, and the bullets can indeed cause damage to it.

But the problem is that it can't be killed by bullets at all!

The wound was cracked in a second, and the next second healed quickly.

Those vines are obviously dark products, but have extremely strong vitality.

With the firearms in the hands of everyone, even if a heavy machine gun was raised, it still couldn't cause a fatal threat to it.

Seeing that the monster is getting closer and closer, as you have war loss, the firepower is getting weaker and weaker.

Finally someone can't support it anymore.

The two teams closest to the tomb, stopped the firepower, run around.

Although others saw this, although they scolded their mother, they had to choose to escape.
Chapter completed!
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