Tomb Raiders Live: Beginning Awakening Unicorn Tattoo

Professor Yang may be busy with something, and soon left the live broadcast room.

Wu Buzheng said with emotion, what a professor!

Always appear when you need it most.

They actually released each other's pigeons, but it's really unreasonable.

Wu Buzheng emphasized that as long as he can go out alive this time, he must come to visit and plead for the crime.

But again, it's getting dark.

This is the third night in the rainforest tonight. It is a question of whether we can spend it safely!

Pan Zi's fever has gone, but he hasn't woke up yet.

Maybe the serum was taken late, and the recovery was much slower than that of the fat man.

Everyone saw that it was almost seven o'clock in the afternoon.

The surrounding sky began to darken.

Now that there is no delay, I started to prepare.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare.

Just to light a bonfire and increase the flame.

Some useless tarps and the like are burned.

As long as he survives tonight, Pan Zi will recover tomorrow, whether it is to leave or continue to deepen.

It's obviously useless here.

Only some necessary biological materials were left, and everything else that could be burned was burned.

If the flame is increased, the snake will be afraid of the fire. As long as the fire is bigger, the danger they face will be much smaller.

Qin Yu found a few more gas masks for everyone to wear.

Pan Zi's breathing is not very smooth now, so he didn't wear it for fear of being suffocated.

Except for Black Box and Qin Yu, everyone else entered the tent.

Outside the tent, they built a shelter similar to a trench with stones.

Stack the flamethrower bottles, gasoline bottles, and all kinds of firearms in it.

Tonight is obviously going to be a decisive battle.

The flame was just ten meters away from the trench.

As long as there is any situation in the surrounding water pool, they can also be prepared for the first time.

Everyone was smeared with mud, even if they were really washed away by the group of snakes, they wouldn't have the ability to protect themselves at all.

Completely prepared, now just wait for the opponent to attack.

The fat man hadn't recovered his physical strength, and he couldn't handle the firearms, so he felt a little unsure in his heart.

He thought about all the methods again, and felt that there were still some loopholes.

So he called Wu Buzheng while there was still time.

I hit some mud and applied it to the tarp.

Then found a crack between the stones.

Covered the tarp.

Wu Buzheng wondered why he did this.

The fat man explained.

Since those snakes saw the people in the mud, they certainly couldn't tell that it was a tarp.

We will be the last line of defense. If we really can’t stop it, we will hide here and cover it with a tarp.

Those snakes can't get in either.

At least he can survive till dawn.

The goal of the tent is too big, so safe.

I have to say that fat people sometimes have very good ideas.

Wu Buzheng also thinks it makes sense.

So the two people got everything ready, and then they returned to the tent.

By this time it was nine o'clock in the evening.

The fire was burning.

There seems to be no problem around.

Wu Buzheng and Fatty hurry to sleep. If nothing happens in the middle of the night, they will have to replace Qin Yu and Black Box.

This wait is three full hours.

Time has come to zero o'clock.

The fat man slept for a whole day during the day and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

But I can feel a lot of physical recovery.

And Pan Zi started to talk in dreams, and it seemed that his physical strength had recovered a little, and he had the energy to talk nonsense.

Wu Buzheng couldn't sleep at this time, but he knew that he was going out to add chaos, so he guarded Pan Zi.

The fat man ran out and picked up his Chicago typewriter. Although he couldn't fight hand-to-hand, he still had no problem shooting.

The three were vigilant for a while.

Finally, it's time to come.

The original darkness around him began to become hazy.

Countless mists did not know where it came from.

The fire of more than ten meters seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze at this time.

Everyone realized that the situation was not right, and they all began to load their guns, ready to fight back.

Sure enough, just a moment later, the sound of "crashing" began to appear in the surrounding pools.

I don't know how many things came out of the water.

The tent they chose had their backs facing the jungle.

It is a place where stones connect to the jungle.

This is also for the sake of, if once lost, you can retreat into the jungle.

And the stones are connected to the jungle, which means there is no water hole here.

If those snakes come out of the pool, their backs will be safe.

Sure enough, the snake shadows soon gathered towards the fire.

It may be that they were attracted by the bright light, they did not dare to approach, but stopped more than ten meters away from the fire.

What they didn't expect was that there would be so many pheasant necks this time.

There are so many pheasant necks that make the scalp numb.

The necks of some pheasants simply press directly on the necks of other pheasants.

And these snakes are getting more and more.

Where can I hold them in a small place.

They start to overlap each other, twist and wriggle.

Gradually, the snakes were at least three meters high.

But at this time, I'm afraid it's not that there are snakes rushing around from time to time, as if it is endless.

The fat man took a breath while watching, and cursed in a low voice.

"I'm Cao, where's the stack of Arhats? These pheasant necks are playing games, right?"

The black box motioned him not to speak, and typed in the live broadcast room.

"Playing your sister's game, Stacking Arhat didn't play that way either. The pheasant neck underneath was already crushed to death!"

It is indeed increasing at this rate, and the pheasant neck below can't hold it either.

This height has been piled up to five meters high.

However, Qin Yu said.

"Look below, they are all tumbling, they are as undead as tires!"

When everyone looked at it, they realized that the snakes under the group of snakes were wriggling and rolling.

There are so many snakes every time that they can’t be crushed.

This trick is almost fucking perfect.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe it was driven out by a group of snakes!

These snakes gathered more and more, and then two groups of snakes similar to arms appeared.

Then came the torso, neck, and head.

In the end, these snakes actually entangled each other, forming a group of snakes similar to humans.

The entire group of snakes is at least five meters high and looks almost like a giant.

The fat man almost freaked out when he saw it, and cursed.

"Your uncle, what the hell is this? Transformers!"

"Who is watching TV for these pheasant necks, how can they use such tricks!"

The black box said.

"If this fucking group of snakes is not wise, I will smash my wooden box!"

"What's the use of these now? What should I do!"

The fat man said.

"Fucking you have to use mortars without bombs, and the Chicago typewriter can't break these snakes!"

The fat man was talking, and suddenly the group of snakes shot towards the tent on the side.

Don't collapse the entire tent immediately.

Only then did they understand what these snakes were going to do.

They may not be able to determine where Qin Yu and the others are.

So I was preparing for a major destruction, ruining everything here, and forcing everyone to come out.

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