"Run! We can't hold on anymore!"
Along with the sound, two more figures crawled out of the hole.
Jia Yan noticed that one of them came out empty-handed, carrying a small bag on his back. The other person was dragging something in his hand. Under the light of the flashlight, it looked like a stick.
Because Jia Yan's flashlight was shining on the two of them, they also saw Jia Yan.
" Ghost... Ghost..." The woman squatted on the ground and held her head with both hands. She was still shouting.
"Hey! Who are you?" The man with the stick pointed at Jia Yan and asked.
Perhaps it was because she heard this person's question, the woman also stopped shouting and raised her head to look at Jia Yan.
Jia Yan was just about to open his mouth to speak when the wall rumbled and another crash came.
"Damn it! Was he a dog skin plaster?”As he spoke, the man raised the stick in his hand.
Jia Yan could only see clearly when the person raised it up. It was not a club, but a spiked club. It was a cold weapon used by ancient people that only appeared in television dramas.
"Skinny! Don't fight it to the death! Let's find a way out first and think of a way!" The other person beside him quickly stopped him and dragged the woman who was squatting on the ground to run out of the door.
The thin man threw his spiked club on the ground and the three of them ran out together.
Jia Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed them out.
Just as the four of them ran out of the door, the wall behind them collapsed. Jia Yan didn't know what was chasing them from inside.
"Blackfold Dragon Detective, lift the treasure cover, move...。。”Just as Jia Yan caught up to them, a person suddenly shouted at Jia Yan as he ran.
Jia Yan understood what he meant. Although he couldn't remember what it meant, it was recorded in the book in his bag. This was the slang of the grave robbers, and it was also a cut in the industry. It was a conversation between grave robbers.
Before the other party could finish speaking, Jia Yan interrupted him. "What time is it? Stop talking jargon. What's behind it?”
Even if the other party finished explaining the incision, Jia Yan would not be able to match it unless he was given time to flip through the book.
However, the sound of the metal door behind him was very ear-piercing. Moreover, one could hear that the two large metal doors were moving open because of the collision of this thing.
The iron door was big enough for the three of them to walk out side by side.
This thing actually couldn't come out. One could imagine how big it was.
"Bad luck, I ran into a red-haired dumpling!”Seeing that Jia Yan could understand what he was saying, that person did not avoid it and shouted as he ran.
Jia Yan remembered that the book said that this thing was very powerful and that it could only be found in tombs. This thing could also be called Red Fury.
"Brother! Do you have a way to kill him?" The other person was slightly fatter. He was the one who had just carried the spiked club. The thin man should be him. The person who was talking to him should be called Old Jiao.
"I want to leave this damn place right now! Run, they're catching up!" As he spoke, he looked back. The thing was very fast and had already been skewered.
The road was very wide, and the ground was paved with cement. It was probably a military fortress of the Japanese army in the past. Such a road could even run armored vehicles.
As Old Jiao ran, he took out something from his backpack and threw it back.
Jia Yan noticed that the thing behind them only paused for a moment, but it did not affect the thing from chasing them at all.
The flashlight shone forward and Jia Yan saw a large door. It was different from the previous iron door. The door in front of him looked heavy even from afar. The door seemed to be half-open.
Jia Yan had never thought that he could run so fast. He took the lead and rushed out of the door.
Old Jiao, the woman he was dragging, and the thin man also ran out. The thin man was the last.
"Close the door!" Old Jiao shouted, and the thin man stood beside Old Jiao. Jia Yan also quickly stepped forward to help.
That thing was so strong. Who knew if he would knock it out again because of the gap in the door.
The four of them exerted all their strength and finally closed the door.
Jia Yan sat on the ground, gasping for air.
It was the first time he felt his heart beating so fast. He estimated that it could beat more than 400 times a minute now.
"Jia Yan!" Jia Yan patted the person beside him and said.
The four of them were almost leaning against each other with their backs facing each other, panting heavily.
"You can call me…Grandpa Skinny!" The thin man panted as he spoke.
"Old Jiao."
"My name is Yanzi." the woman said.
"It looks like that thing won't chase after us.”After panting for a long time, Jia Yan finally felt that he had enough air to breathe.
"Don't worry. The warehouse doors of such military facilities are designed to prevent explosion shock waves. There are also several layers of quilts added to the steel plates to absorb the impact. Back then, the Japanese Air Force had been blown into a state of panic. Even the underground fortress had been built to withstand large-scale aerial bombs.”
"No matter how powerful that red-furred dumpling is, it can't be as powerful as the bombs of the M Army.”
Old Jiao explained. At least they were safe now and didn't have to worry about that red-furred dumpling.
However, at this time, Jia Yan was a little curious about the red-furred dumpling. What exactly was the legendary Red Fury in this tomb like?
The thin man stood up and rubbed his joints. He tore off a few pieces of clothes and asked Yanzi to bandage his wound.
"Skinny! Where did your gloves go?" Old Jiao asked curiously.
"Gloves? When I opened the coffin, my hands were sweaty, so I threw the gloves aside.”The thin man said indifferently. At the same time, he began to curse at the red-furred dumpling.
"You motherf * cker! How many times have I told you that you must wear gloves when touching the ancient corpses in the ancient tomb? It might be because you touched them with your bare hands that the red-furred dumpling came back to life!”
"Keep talking nonsense with me! The corpse was not a landmine. How could it explode silently?”The thin man replied disapprovingly.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Brother Jia! He's also in the industry. Ask him if there's such a thing as opening a coffin to loot gold!”The thin man pointed at Jia Yan and said.
Jia Yan rubbed his nose, trying to hide his embarrassment while trying hard to recall. "In addition to wearing gloves, you also need to wear a mask to open the coffin and loot the gold. It's not good for the qi of a living person to stay in the tomb.”
Jia Yan held it in for a long time before he remembered something.
"Forget it! Old Jiao, listen to his name, Jia Yan. With this name, do you think he can speak the truth?”The thin man put his hands on his waist.
"Don't say that I didn't make that thing. If it really did make it, if it comes out again, I'll give up this hundred pounds of meat and fight it out!”
The more the thin man spoke, the more excited he became. At the same time, he seemed to be somewhat rejecting Jia Yan in his heart.
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