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The Sacred Spring: Chapter 27: The Devil's Bridge (3)


I thought to myself, this black rice dumpling is too shameless.

Just when I wanted to show my merit, you came here to seek bad luck.

At that moment, I said to the fat man: "It doesn't matter, we don't know how many zongzi we have beaten.

Since I was able to break one of his arms just now, I can smash his head now."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple.

My adjutant's skills are also top-notch.

If he hasn't been poisoned, we'd better avoid him," Lin Fang said solemnly.

I thought it was right, firstly, to reduce unnecessary casualties, and secondly, after all, I still have to carry the unconscious person.

So, I said to the fat man: "Our current situation is not suitable for fighting the enemy head-on.

Let's go to the bridge quickly."

Unexpectedly, as if he understood our conversation, the black-skinned man suddenly rushed towards me.

I didn't dare to let him get close, so I ducked to a tree first, then lowered my body and raised the engineer shovel to point at him.

The calf is a hit.

The black-skinned rice dumpling didn't fall down, only staggered, but my tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and I almost threw the engineer's shovel to the ground.

I raised my head and saw that the black rice dumpling was less than one step away from me.

I only felt the stench coming to my nostrils.

I hurriedly pushed him with the engineer shovel, trying to put some distance between me and him.

Unexpectedly, he blocked it with his arm, almost knocking the engineer shovel away from my hand.

With the help of this arm, I was able to breathe and fell directly to the sky.

The black-skinned man lost his target for a moment, waving above me with his only remaining arm.

Another burst of stench hit me, and I felt like I was going to faint.

I didn't dare to stay for a long time, so I rolled to the side.

Before I could settle down, the black-skinned rice dumpling fell on the place where I was lying just now, and its palms were deeply inserted into the soil there.

When I saw this, I stood up in a hurry, raised my engineering shovel and hit the black rice dumpling on the back.

There was only a "pop" sound, and the attack finally took effect, and the black rice dumpling stopped moving for a moment.

I took a few breaths and took a closer look, only to see that he was still undamaged.

And the "rustling" sound sounded in my ears again at this time.

I immediately raised my engineering shovel to be on guard, and looked around cautiously, but found nothing unusual.

I lowered my head and glanced at the black rice dumpling, and suddenly I felt a sense of despair welling up in my heart.

The black rice dumpling stood up again.

I was shocked when I saw this.

I quickly identified the direction and ran towards the Devil's Bridge.

Along the way, I shouted while running: "Fat man, this fucking thing is really evil, come and support me."

I only heard the "rustling" sound getting closer and closer, and I just felt that the black rice dumplings with The stench was going to suffocate me.

"Old Hu, where are you looking at me to deal with him?"

I was overjoyed when I heard the fat man's voice, and ran quickly following the sound of the fat man's voice, but the black-skinned rice dumpling was not far behind me.

Can't get rid of it no matter what.

I was very annoyed in my heart, why is this black rice dumpling still lingering?

Couldn't I just break one of his arms?

As for chasing me to heaven and earth.

How did he catch up with me?

A breeze blew from behind me, bringing with it the stench of the black-skinned brown man following me.

It suddenly occurred to me that I had smelled this disgusting smell when I was chasing the blood stains.

That smell was the same as this.

Exactly the same, and then, I suddenly thought Why do I have a strange feeling in my heart when I see that jaguar?

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I always feel that something is missing.

Flies, flies.

Rotten smell and blood will attract flies, but only this kind of putrid smell and blood cannot attract flies.

Only this black rice dumpling "Lao Hu, come here quickly.

Lin Fang and I have prepared a noose.

If he dares to come over, we will throw him down," the fat man waved to me in front.

"Fat man, be careful.

I'll lead him over.

As soon as he falls to the ground, I'll hit his head with a sapper shovel."

I looked back at the black-skinned rice dumpling and found that he was still following me closely, so I headed towards it.

Fatty and the others ran there.

I saw a noose with a slip knot lying on the ground, and Fatty and Lin Fang were pulling the end of the rope together.

As soon as I ran past them, I heard a "bang" behind me.

After hearing the sound, I immediately turned around and saw that The black rice dumpling was dragged to the ground.

I picked up the engineering shovel and slashed at his neck.

I took a closer look and saw that the blow was slightly off-center, but his head was cut in half.

What surprised me was that the things in his brain seemed to have solidified, and nothing spilled out.

I looked around and found half of the head that had been chopped off by me, but the whole head was still like a normal person.

The black rice dumpling kept rolling on the ground, while Fatty and Lin Fang held on to the rope that tied his feet.

At this time, he had lost the upper half of his head, and only his mouth and half of his nose were left on his face.

I hit his head several times with the engineer shovel, and he finally stopped rolling.

When I saw this, I hurriedly shouted to Fatty and Lin Fang: "Quickly, throw him under the bridge."

After hearing this, Fatty and Lin Fang dragged the black-skinned rice dumpling to the edge of the cliff, and together they helped him down the cliff.

I stared at the black rice dumpling rolling down the cliff, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up, I saw a suspension bridge spanning between two cliffs.

The two ropes already looked very worn, and the wooden planks on the bridge were even more dilapidated.

The cross-cutting wind between the peaks was extremely fierce.

If you were not careful, Will fall into this deep valley.

The "rustling" sound in my ears sounded again.

"Old Hu, here comes a group of rice dumplings," the fat man shouted.

I looked into the forest and saw a group of rice dumplings wearing camouflage uniforms running towards us.

"Quick, four eyes, take the bald ladle to the bridge and I'll cut off the fat man's rear."

I yelled, then turned to Lin Fang and said, "These are not all your people, are they?"

Lin Fang showed a look of fear, and even After taking a few steps back, he said: "It's them, but it's a pity that it won't be the same again."

Four Eyes dragged Bald Ladle and ran onto the pontoon first.

The rest of us fought and retreated, not daring to fight.

When we reached the middle of the bridge, the zombies suddenly stopped.

I was thinking: Could it be that the Zongzi now Although they are all afraid of heights, they saw a familiar figure slowly walk out from the zombies, and with a slight pick, cut the fatal rope on the pontoon.

In the lightning flash, I almost thought what I saw was an illusion.

Is Shiry Yang really Shiry Yang?

Why did she appear in the zombie crowd?

Why did she cut off the cable bridge that maintained the lives of several of us?

I was confused by what I saw.

I was so dizzy that I didn't even have time to think about it.

The cable in my hand had slipped out, and I suddenly fell off the cliff.

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"Old Hu" Someone suddenly lifted my arm.

When I looked up, I found the fat man hanging on the edge of the cliff.

He held the dead wood on the edge of the cliff with one hand and held my arm tightly with the other.

The fat man's whole face was red from suppressing it.

On the bulge of the cliff next to him, there was a small cliff, which was only big enough for the two of them to stand against the wall.

Most of Lin Fang's body hung on the cliff, and she climbed on it with one hand.

Raised rocks.

There was no trace of Qin Siyan and Bald Lao around.

They might have fallen to the bottom of the valley along with the broken bridge and were smashed to pieces.

The lives of the three of us who survived were also hanging on by a thread.

The dead wood could not bear the weight of two adults and had slowly begun to tilt.

I looked at the mist-covered cliff at my feet and said to the fat man: "Every one of you can survive."

Take Lin Fang with you after you go up there."

The fat man gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, Hu Bayi, I'll risk my life.

Life is here to protect you, but you dare to leave a last message at this time.

I tell you, if we die together, who the hell can we hope for in the next life as brothers?"

As he spoke, the strength in his hands inevitably slackened.

The left hand holding the dead branch suddenly slipped out a lot, and the two of us immediately fell more than half a meter.

We were too frightened to say anything more.

After all, Lin Fang was born in the army.

She climbed up the cliff with her own perseverance.

She stood firm about three or four meters below me, then stretched out her arms, raised her head and shouted to us: "Whether it's life or death, give it a try, it's better than death."

I looked up at the fat man and said to him, "Why don't you let go first and I'll jump down and try."

The fat man made a sound: "Can you dance accurately in a place as big as a palm?

You could have fallen to death within half a step.

Besides, I can't trust that thief."

I said all this time, you are still thinking about the little thing she framed you for.

Now the three of us are like ants on the same rope.

If we die, she can't climb up alone

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