It was completely out of instinct, I just lay on the ground!
Don't ask me why I did this, in fact I don't know, my nerve reflex arc ordered me to do this, it told me that only in this way can I survive, so I did it.
Just like... when you pass by the basketball court, the basketball in the hands of the players flies out of the court and hits you, you will subconsciously turn your head!
That's the truth!
At this time, it was completely my instinct that controlled my behavior.
It was completely subconscious, at the moment of crawling on the ground, I lifted my eyelids and looked at the corner where the old madman was.
After all, it was too late...
I sighed softly in my heart. To be honest, I was not far from the corner, only less than ten meters, but this ten-meter distance was the distance between life and death!
Mud and water splashed, slapping my face, cold, and the cold air permeated my skin.
Boom!
The next moment, the stone door suddenly exploded.
Then, endless white light flooded the dark passage!
Terrible energy was overflowing, and the soil was flying around. The air wave almost knocked me over.
I dug my hands tightly into the ground to prevent myself from being knocked over by the raging energy. I pressed my body as much as possible. The soil in the dark passage was flying. I could feel the soil constantly whipping my face. It was the soil that was lifted up by the raging energy. However, the originally cold and damp soil had become hot when it fell on my face.
I didn't know what happened, why such terrible energy rushed into the dark passage, and there was only fear in my heart.
Yes, I did feel my fear. At this moment, I was shaking uncontrollably, because under the cover of this huge energy, I was simply insignificant. My flesh and blood body would be directly shattered and nothing would exist if it was slightly affected.
For self-protection, I curled up, my face rubbing against the cold ground, and turned my head with difficulty. Then, I finally saw what happened.
It was those ghost soldiers.
They were holding weapons made by the prehistoric super civilization of Atlantis, standing outside the secret passage and firing wildly. Those weapons were like guns, but they spewed out lasers. Every time those white beams hit the wall, they would explode and spew out terrible energy.
Fortunately, I was far away and lying on the ground. Otherwise, if I was hit, I would be blown into a pile of rotten meat!
But even so, at this moment, I was also scared. Some lasers completely rubbed my scalp. The hair was immediately burnt where it was rubbed, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell, which stimulated me to tremble uncontrollably.
From that burnt smell, I smelled the smell of death.
Behind the group of ghost soldiers, I also saw Duolun. He stood behind them calmly and indifferently, with his hands behind his back, sneering cruelly, and I saw teasing in his eyes.
It seemed that at this moment he was the god here, dominating the fate of everyone, and we were just small flags on his chessboard. He only needed to reach out and gently pull us to easily make us fall into eternal damnation!
Is this considered... sarcasm?
In short, his high-handed look was extremely dazzling in my eyes!
But it is undeniable that at this moment, he was standing, and I... was lying on the ground.
Yes, I was lying on the ground!
Because... I am weak!
But what can I do if I am weak? He has existed for thousands of years, and I have only been in this business for more than half a year.
Yes, he has the ability to tease me and treat me as a little bug.
But even if I am a small insect, I am not a small insect that can be slaughtered at will. As long as he can't kill me with one finger today, as long as he leaves me a breath, I will not let him have an easy time. Even if I eat a hundred kinds of poisonous grasses, I will turn around and bite him to death!
As long as I have a breath left, I will fight on!
Resist, resist, resist...
Until the day when the sheep becomes a lion.
My heart is constantly roaring and raging. Duolun's expression stimulates me and gives me endless courage.
No matter what, I will survive.
I am just a pile of mud. You throw me on the ground and step on me. You can mold me into any shape you want. It doesn't matter. As long as I can get up one day, I can become a majestic sculpture and a seven-foot man!
Under the urging of this thought, I began to crawl forward with lasers flowing through me. I had never experienced what it felt like, and I would never know how terrible it was for a person's will, because once you move, you don't know when you will be beaten into rotten meat by a laser.
Perhaps, at this moment you are still breathing, your heart is still beating, and the next moment, you will be directly blown into a pile of pieces of meat that still emit a burnt smell.
Ten meters...
Nine meters...
Eight meters...
I moved forward little by little, approaching the old madman and his men little by little, my body was covered with mud and water, and my face was also broken by some broken sand. It hurt a lot. Without seeing it with my own eyes, it is hard to imagine that when such terrible energy is raging, the broken sand will also have the power of a bullet, which can shoot through the skin and drill into the flesh in an instant. It hurts so much!
However, at this time, I have ignored these, I just want to survive.
Or, I don't want to die so cowardly, being directly blown into a pile of rotten meat.
Even if I have to die, I will die in a dignified way, in front of Duolun!
It was my destiny that I could not die. After crawling so hard, I finally crawled to the corner.
The fat man was hiding in the corner, watching eagerly. When I just crawled over, he reached out and grabbed my collar regardless of life and death, and pulled me behind the corner.
Finally, there was no scary scene of laser shuttle on my scalp.
At this moment, I let out a long breath, and then I realized that my clothes had been soaked with cold sweat without knowing it.
"Brother Xiaotian, you are so lucky!"
The fat man came up, his fat face was black, and he hit me hard on the chest, and laughed.
He laughed, and I laughed too.
I will never forget that scene just now in my life.
Fatty reached out his hand in the fire net interwoven by the lasers and pulled me up at the most critical moment!
Because the bend was slightly higher, if I climbed up, I would probably be hit, because I was crawling forward and my movements were not fast. If it weren't for Fatty's hand, it's unknown whether I would still be laughing now. I might have been shot into a ball of rotten meat.
And Fatty's hand was also very dangerous. To put it bluntly, if he had been slower just now, his arm might have been gone. Those lasers were very powerful, definitely a hundred times more powerful than the current large-caliber sniper rifles. If they really hit his arm, Fatty's arm would definitely be blown off!
It can be said that Fatty actually saved my life. Without him pulling me up, I couldn't have passed the high ground at the corner!
I remember this friendship in my heart.
"What should we do now?"
Rosa spoke at this time, took out her MP5 submachine gun, loaded the bullets with two "clicks", and gritted her teeth and said, "How about fighting them?"
After a pause, Rosa looked up at the secret passage and said, "The individual weapons made by the prehistoric super civilization of Atlantis are too powerful, almost catching up with the howitzers. If they continue to toss like this, it won't be long before this secret passage will collapse."
As soon as Rosa spoke, I immediately looked up at the top of the secret passage and took a deep breath - yes, there are cracks on the top of the secret passage!
The construction craftsmanship of this secret passage is like an air-raid shelter. The top is supported by stone slabs. Although it can withstand the test of time, it cannot withstand the bombardment of such super-civilized weapons. It is estimated that it will collapse soon.
Evacuate? It must be too late!
But waiting here is not a solution. If we continue like this, we will be buried alive in no time, and we won't even have a chance to fight!
So, I was moved by Rosa's proposal. It's better to die on the way to charge than to be buried alive, right?
"Oh, you have the ability, but you still fight hard. What do you want with a shotgun or a cannon? You should quickly put away the thing in your hand. It doesn't work here, you know? Others use laser weapons, and your broken thing still relies on spraying "beans". It's not on the same level!"
The old madman glanced at Rosa, then raised his chin at the dense lasers that were like rain, and said lightly: "Did you see it? This firepower is called a hail of bullets, understand? If we go out, we will be beaten into pieces in an instant. You are still fighting hard, it's just a dream!"
Rosa glared at the old madman: "Then what do you say we should do?"
These two people actually quarreled in this situation!
As a result, at this moment, a timid voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Perhaps, I have a way to solve the problem at hand."
When this sentence sounded, several of us were stunned at the same time, and then turned back to look behind me.
Zhou Jing was holding the white tortoise shells tightly in his hands. His face was dirty. He looked at us timidly and said, "I'm serious!"
"Little kid, are you sure you can solve the problem?"
The old madman looked at Zhou Jing in surprise: "Although your Xiangmen is profound, you are too inexperienced. Many powerful methods are not available. This is a matter of several lives. Don't brag, little kid!"
"I'm serious!"
Zhou Jing was a donkey that followed the wind. He was not confident just now, but the old madman touched him against his hair. He exploded and stood up and said, "Don't you know what the most powerful method of our Xiangmen is? Confinement! Do you understand?"
The old madman was stunned and hesitated for a long time before he asked hesitantly, "What are you going to do!?"
Zhou Jing only said four words: "Ten! Directions! Heaven! Earth!"
So, the old madman's face changed!