Citizen Four [Unlimited Stream]

"Do it!" The astonishment on his face disappeared for a moment, Han Fu rushed out first, and rushed towards Ding Chiyu who was the weakest in his senses.

He looks like a flying dragon in the air, and his posture is very beautiful, but he just flew up, when a bag filled with white powder was thrown from a distance from the direction of the tomb door, and hit him in the face head-on.

The bag burst in an instant, and the white mist powder blinded his eyes immediately. Ding Chiyu dodged his pounce with a painful groan, and Shang Yang kicked the Hanfu in the air to the ground. The engineer shovel in Mu Ziqing's hand caught up in time, and took a picture of the Hanfu.

The man with the earrings rushed out from the shadows outside the tomb door, with the sharpened red willow branches in his hands standing up like a charge, and with his momentum, he pierced the Hanfu he had just stood up.

The Hanfu let out a scream, and wanted to pounce with his backhand, but his vision was blurred, and the red willow branches were so long that he couldn't touch the man with the earrings at all.

Seeing that the Hanfu couldn't reach him, the luck on the earring man's face was instantly replaced by excitement, and he turned his head and shouted at the tomb door: "Why are you still standing there, do it!"

The other four unidentified living dead were inside, and more bags filled with white powder were thrown from outside the tomb door like meteors. The bags burst when touched, and the living dead who couldn't escape were instantly submerged in the white powder.

The remaining four participants rushed out from the door of the tomb. The man with the earrings grabbed a red willow branch from their hands, took the lead, and rushed towards the living dead who were circling in circles.

Amidst the screams, the living dead turned into a big barbecue, but the man with the earrings still refused to give up, until they pinned the living dead to the ground so that they could not move.

"This is lime with water, it can't be washed off without oil, so don't waste your time." Ding Chiyu reminded the Hanfu who was still wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

"You bastards, how dare you do this!" Hanfu roared unwillingly, but he couldn't move, so he could only bark his teeth and claws on the spot, like a wild beast before death.

Shang Yang came to Hanfu's side and slashed his throat with a precise palm. Hanfu immediately coughed violently and couldn't speak a word.

Only then did Shang Yang search his arms, and took out a nine-section whip-shaped thing that had been shrunk by more than ten times, and after careful inspection, he put it away.

"When did you join hands?" Miaozhuang looked over Dingchiyu to Shang Yang, Shang Yang ignored him, patted Dingchiyu's shoulder, and then began to discuss something in a low voice with Mu Ziqing.

Ding Chiyu weighed his toes and blocked Miao Zhuang's sight: "We didn't join forces, I just asked Erba to leave a note for them after you broke up."

Miaozhuang snorted softly: "A mere note can convince them?"

The excited man with the stud ear came over: "How is this possible? We are not three-year-olds, but everything after that unfolded roughly as he said in the note, and even the details are not much different. We don't believe it anymore." That's a fool."

"You don't look like idiots now!" Dao pretended not to finish speaking, but was kicked back by one of the participants: "Be honest, which round will you speak here!"

Miao pretended to snort coldly: "You never worried, this is their plan, and you are just pawns?"

"It's come to this point, do you think this kind of provocation is still meaningful? At least we are still people with normal judgment!" The man with earrings kicked Miao Zhuang fiercely: "This kick is cheap for you, honestly shut up!" Mouth!"

Shang Yang picked three from the remaining people, plus Mu Ziqing, and prepared to open the coffin.

"When did you find out?" the recovered Miao Zhuang asked suddenly.

Ding Chiyu didn't want to look away, but he still glanced at him and pretended, "Thanks to this man."

Miao Zhuang glanced at Dao Zhuang, and Dao Zhuang also looked confused: "I have always paid attention to it, really!"

"Remember the note I left you about those five sentences?"

Miao pretended to frowned, as if he was remembering, but he couldn't find the answer, so Ding Chiyu continued to solve the riddle for him: "Although we said that it was found after taking apart the amulet from the fat man, but from scratch At the end, he didn't mention what the material of the amulet was, but he casually mentioned, 'hemp paper is hard to remove'..."

Hearing this, Miao Zhuang and Dao Zhuang were taken aback at the same time.

Ding Chiyu was very satisfied with the other party's reaction: "After this beginning, we have been paying attention to you all the time, and then under the premise that maybe 'they are accomplices', many small details were explained too smoothly, so we can't allow us to disagree. I think so. For example, Hanfu and little fat man are so important, you actually only sent two people to guard them; another example, how did the three undead people who had never been approached before were let go? I specifically asked about it afterwards. Twenty-eight, no one has ever approached there... How about it, do you need me to give some more examples?"

"I didn't expect it to be broken in such a place." Miao Zhuang snorted coldly, and glared at Dao Zhuang. Dao Zhuang felt wronged in his eyes, but facing Miao Zhuang's gaze, he could only endure it.

"Get up!" In unison, the heavy coffin lid was lifted, and then slowly placed on the ground.

Ding Chiyu was too lazy to continue chatting with Miao Zhuang, so he hurried to the front and tiptoed into the coffin, but it was empty.

"This?!" The man with earrings who followed looked at Ding Chiyu.

Ding Chiyu took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he turned on the flashlight, Mu Ziqing snatched it. The probe carefully checked every inch of the coffin, but Ding Chiyu could see clearly that the coffin was very clean, and there was nothing that had ever existed. past traces.

"It seems that it will take some time before the end of the matter." Shang Yang patted Mu Ziqing's shoulder with a disappointed face, and Mu Ziqing could only nod his head.

After the coffin lid was restored, the three of Ding Chiyu turned their heads and prepared to leave.

The man with the earrings hurriedly reminded: "Wait, let's just leave them alone?"

Ding Chiyu didn't reply, "You can stay if you want."

"..." The man with the earrings followed quickly.

"You go out first." At the tomb door, Shang Yang stopped and pushed Ding Chiyu and Shang Yang out.

Ding Chiyu found that Shang Yang had no intention of following up: "Brother, you..."

"I still have something to do, I will catch up with you soon." Shang Yang waved at Ding Chiyu and Mu Ziqing, his expression was very flat, but there was a sense of determination in his tone, Ding Chiyu Knowing that persuasion was useless, he had to be obedient and Mu Ziqing led the rest to leave first.

"Wait, brother, isn't he going to attack those living dead?" After walking a few steps, Ding Chiyu suddenly realized.

"What do you think, I wanted to do it for him, but he still insisted on doing it by himself." Mu Ziqing pushed Ding Chiyu and continued to walk out: "Brother, he is this kind of person, try not to let us get involved in these dirty things... ..."

The tomb passage was narrow, allowing only one person to pass through. Ding Chiyu was pushed by Mu Ziqing, unable to turn around, so he had no choice but to look back at the tomb door.

Watching Dingchiyu and the others go away, Shang Yang turned his head and came to the four living dead, snagged their heads off one by one neatly, and then slowly came to the front of Hanfu.

Hanfu had already heard the four muffled moans, and he couldn't open his eyes to look directly at Shang Yang in front of him, and said with a grim face: "I will definitely repay this revenge!"

"You won't have this chance." Shang Yang went around behind him, while fixing Han Fu's neck, he twisted it with all his strength, and after a crisp sound, Han Fu's head immediately tilted, and there was no more sound.

Shang Yang let go of the Hanfu, turned around and walked towards the Miao and Dao costumes that were still unable to move.

Shang Yang looked calm, but in Dao Zhuang's eyes, a wordless killing intent was boiling from Shang Yang's superficial calm.

"It's kind of like we're going head-to-head!" Dao Zhuang wanted to hold on, but the fine sweat oozing from his forehead and his slightly trembling voice had already betrayed him.

Shang Yang ignored him, took off the folding knife from the belt buckle, unfolded it, and neatly cut the hands of Miao Zhuang and Dao Zhuang.

In the puzzled eyes of Dao Zhuang and Miao Zhuang, Shang Yang took out the small glass bottle that was used to "imprison" live sand before, and after looking at it, he slammed it down not far from Dao Zhuang and Miao Zhuang.

The bottle shattered in an instant, and the water and sand inside scattered all over the ground. The water was quickly absorbed by the dry ground, and the living sand that had been scattered before, jumped a few times, and began to try to become active again and gathered together.

The living sand quickly gathered together, instantly transformed into a whip and whipped towards Shang Yang. Shang Yang slightly avoided it, and a hole was immediately drawn on the ground.

The slit was clean and smooth, like tofu cut by a sharp knife, Daozang's eyes trembled when he saw it.

Shang Yang quickly moved away, looking for no target in the live sand, he was soon attracted by the blood from the wounds of Dao Zhuang and Miao Zhuang, and entangled them towards them, as if he was about to invade from the wounds.

"I wish you all good luck." After Shang Yang left these words, he walked out of the tomb door without looking back, leaving only the desperate eyes of Dao Zhuang and Miao Zhuang.

The wind and sand outside had stopped, but Dingchiyu didn't sit down. At the hole in the ground, he finally saw Shang Yang's figure, and hurried forward to pull him out.

Seeing that Shang Yang was safe and sound, Ding Chiyu was relieved, and just about to say something, under the cold moonlight, the sound of the sinister gong suddenly sounded near him.

Ding Chiyu turned around and found that the black figure was close at hand, and the blurry outline became clearer, and the attire was exactly the same as the original black robed man.

"We should go." Shang Yang stuffed the steamed buns he had brought back into his bag, trimmed Dingchiyu's curly hair, and then carefully pasted the Zombie Talisman on his forehead. Pull him to face the shadow first.

Mu Ziqing hugged Erba who had fallen asleep and followed closely, and the five men with earrings also hurriedly followed.

On the sand dunes under the moonlight, a group of people followed closely behind the black shadow, and a yellow mist shadow was raised under their feet. Their shadows stretched apart, extending across the sand dunes, as if it was as long as a light-year .

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