"Brothers who aid Korea, quickly pull me up, Fatty." The fat man was choked by the yellow sand and coughed.

As a result, the more he struggled, the tighter the hand tightened, and in the blink of an eye, half of the fat man's body was buried in the sand.

And I try to lie down as flat as possible so that it is less likely to sink.

"Yuanchao, don't mess up for now, help us untie the ropes around us." I reminded Wang Yuanchao.

At this time, Wang Yuanchao had already reattached the removed joint with a click. Although he gritted his teeth and remained silent, seeing the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, even I felt pain for him.

Who has the courage to take off his arm and put it back on again? I am afraid that only Wang Yuanchao has this kind of courage.

I saw Wang Yuanchao picking up the paratrooper knife on the ground, roaring and jumping in front of me and the fat man. Then without saying a word, he cut off all the ropes on us like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The fat man and I regained our freedom. We no longer cared about fear, and used all our strength to break the ghost hands on our ankles. But those ghost hands were extremely strong, like shackles made of steel, holding them firmly

They grabbed our ankles and couldn't break them open at all.

The angry fat man yelled: "Damn it! Fat man got to see Marx today."

"Stop talking nonsense, take it."

While the fat man was talking nonsense, Wang Yuanchao threw a paratrooper knife to each of us. The fat man and I quickly grasped the paratrooper knife and slashed at the ghost hands in the sand.

Fortunately, those ghostly hands were not invulnerable, and were soon cut into pieces by the bright white blade.

And I discovered that this thing has a weakness, that is, their actions are controlled by those densely packed datura flower rhizomes that are as thick as a human hair! As long as the rhizomes connected to the back of the hand are cut off, the hand will no longer be able to catch people.

So I quickly called the fat man to chop at the roots.

In an instant, countless rhizomes were cut off by paratroopers' knives, and bright red blood spurted out from the broken rhizomes like a fountain, splashing on half of our faces.

It's as if we have transformed into murderous monsters.

Damn it, it’s not like this flower sucked hundreds of thousands of human lives to save a lot of blood.

While all the ghost hands around me were dealt with, I quickly pulled the fat man out of the sand pit.

As soon as we stood up, we heard Wang Yuanchao shouting at us: "Get down!"

Although Fatty and I didn't know what was going on, we still instinctively did what Wang Yuanchao said. As soon as we lay down on the ground, we heard the sound of firing from behind, and those little dolls kept popping up in our ears.

Weird sounds.

"My mother is right here! My mother is right here..."

As soon as I heard these scalp-numbing sounds, I shivered all over and looked behind me hurriedly. I don’t know when, a little baby wearing a red bellyband appeared behind us, with its pair of resentful eyes.

Its eyes stared at us, its limbs lay on the ground like the female ghost in "The Grudge", it opened its mouth wide, and a large group of black roots spurted out from its mouth like black seaweed.

I secretly exclaimed that it was dangerous. If Wang Yuanchao hadn't shot him in time, Fatty and I would have been sucked dry by those roots just like Xiao Wu.

Fortunately, Wang Yuanchao got a submachine gun from nowhere, and the powerful firepower immediately broke the roots, leaving blood splattering all over the ground.

The fat man gratefully went straight to Wang Yuanchao and gave him a thumbs up: "Okay! Brother Yuanchao, your marksmanship is good, keep up the hard work."

Wang Yuanchao also smiled at the fat man, but before he finished smiling, his expression changed drastically.

I immediately realized that the danger was not over yet, so I kicked the fat man to the ground with a flying kick. Then I rolled around like a lazy donkey and picked up an AK47 that was thrown not far away.

It was too late to say it, but it was quick to say that. This series of actions only happened in the blink of an eye.

As soon as I loaded the AK47, I heard a strong smell of blood coming from behind me.

I didn't dare to neglect, so I turned around, picked up the AK47 and started shooting wildly.

I heard a burst of gunfire, and dozens of roots were flying all over the sky. However, there were still a few fish that slipped through the net and pierced my neck like needles. The moment the roots were pierced into my neck, half of my body

My neck was paralyzed and I had no feeling at all. At the same time, I felt it was difficult to breathe and my heart was beating faster and faster. It was as if there was a huge water pump sucking the blood out of my body.

I knew the situation was serious. This rhizome was like a leech that would not stop until it was full of blood. So I gritted my teeth and pulled the rhizomes, including the skin and flesh, from my neck!

Seeing that the thing seemed to be alive, it turned around and was about to pounce on my face. I quickly dropped the large handful of roots on the ground in disgust, and aimed a shot at it.

It wasn't until the stem stopped moving at all that I endured the burning pain and said to the fat man, "How are you, are you okay?"

"It's okay now, but if you two don't give Fatty a lot of firepower, Fatty will be sucked into Thinty after a while..."

The fat man cursed while using his paratrooper knife to chop the dense roots.

I saw that there were several wounds on his chest and back, which were obviously pierced by those roots just now.

"Go on." Wang Yuanchao threw the submachine gun to the fat man without any hesitation.

I saw Wang Yuanchao throw the only weapon in his hand to the fat man, and asked quickly: "What should you do?"

Wang Yuan pointed to the center of the sand, then ran over without saying a word.

At this moment, the open sand is already riddled with holes, and the rolling yellow sand is as boiling as boiling water. Roots and pale arms spring out of the sand from time to time, and then retract,

Several people in black suits were grabbed by roots and pulled into the yellow sand. Hundreds of small blood holes were poked into one face, and they were sucked into human skin skeletons in the blink of an eye.

The huge mandala flower was swaying loudly, as if all the lives in this tomb, flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, and running on the ground, were all its prey!

The long-legged lady and the rest of the men in black suits stood back to back, desperately resisting the attack of the mandala flowers.

Although these black suits were all experts, they had never seen such a terrifying monster before, and their courage was shattered. They could not organize an effective counterattack at all, so they could only howl and shoot randomly with their guns in hand.

I did some random counting and found out that in just a short period of time, they had lost one-third of their troops.

Although these black suits were incapable of dealing with mandala flowers, they showed no mercy to us. As soon as Wang Yuanchao rushed towards them, the muzzle of one of the black suits was already pointed at Wang Yuanchao.

"Bang, bang!"

Two shots were fired in a row. If Wang Yuanchao hadn't been quick and quick to grab the dead body on the ground to block the bullets, he would have died on the spot.

The fat man yelled angrily from behind and cursed at the long-legged sister: "Are you all so fucking heartless that you're still beating your own people at this time? Damn it, the worst is, we'll all die together, one of us.

Don’t even think about escaping alive.”

I also said as calmly as I could: "Let's all go out together first, wait until this flower is killed, and then slowly settle the accounts, okay?"

The long-legged lady glanced anxiously at the growing number of ghost hands in the sand, and then said to the black suit beside her: "Give them weapons."

As soon as the long-legged lady spoke, someone immediately threw an M4 assault rifle to Wang Yuanchao.

Wang Yuanchao picked up the M4 assault rifle and raised his finger at me, which seemed to mean that I did a good job.

Just when we had just reached a consensus, the knocked down little red-bellied dolls stood up again. Like controlled puppets, they spat out disgusting roots at us again!

The skin and flesh of these little dolls had long been beaten to a bloody blur, and no part of their bodies was intact. But even so, they were still able to crawl on the ground flexibly, and soon came to our feet.

As a last resort, we could only hold up our guns and shoot at these little dolls in a new round, hoping to completely eliminate them with the powerful firepower. But we didn't expect that just after repelling the little dolls, before we could take a breath, another batch would appear.

Ghost hands emerged from the sand, grabbed our ankles, and attacked each other repeatedly, making everyone fearful and embarrassed.

The fat man was sweating profusely as he changed the magazine and said, "Damn it! The roots of this flower seem to be spread all over the mountain. Even if we run out of bullets, we can't finish them."

The long-legged sister obviously realized the power of this flower, so she asked me: "Little brother, do you know what the weakness of this thing is?"

The fat man and I looked at each other and shook our heads.

"I'm afraid only lazy people know the details of this thing."

"Lazy guy?" The long-legged sister was stunned: "Is that the psychopath you brought?"

"Yes, that's him!" I replied.

"Where are the others?" Long-legged Sister asked anxiously.

The fat man said with a regretful look on his face: "He was dragged away by those ghost hands a long time ago, and he must have stopped eating now!"

The long-legged royal sister stamped her foot with a livid face: "Damn it! Now we're in trouble."
Chapter completed!