Chapter 121 Eat My Stick

In the darkness, there was no light or sound. He Ming walked hundreds of meters to see how deep the passage was, and then turned back. A group of people in Liu Huo were walking cautiously with flashlights in the dark, and suddenly saw that they had disappeared. He Ming quickly appeared from the darkness, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness behind him.

"He Ming, why did you go there? What did you encounter?" Liu Huo shouted nervously. This ghostly place has not come down for ten years, and the people who have come down several times have died so much that they don't need to cover the national flag, because no one dares to collect the corpse, or The corpses had been eaten long ago without a single hair left.

The gold medalist came back quickly, and left without saying a word. Liu Huo and others stopped walking immediately, their hearts were beating. If He Ming escaped, he should tell himself, what happened to him?

The uneasy people quickly understood and were dumbfounded. Amidst the sharp sound of metal friction, He Ming rushed down on a high-speed pulley cart, and with a smile on his face, he inspected the troops like a leader, ""Goodbye, comrades , go slowly, I went down first on the roller coaster! "

"Hey! Hey!"

The speed of the pulley car sliding down was very fast. Although it carried nearly a ton, it still rushed down at a high speed under the gravity of the earth. With the sound of the wind, He Ming saw a lot of black air, but he couldn't get close to him. He Ming is still shooting wildly with a Remington on a pulley cart.

Awesome! An idea that came to mind inadvertently brought about a more enjoyable experience than the governor, because there are many pulley carts on the platform that came out just now. They were used to transport goods in the past. Why can't they transport people? Drive automatically to the finish line!

When He Ming saw the black air mass, he opened fire, ran out of bullets, and started reloading again. After lighting up, he continued to reload. He played very well. He also used a stone knife to attack. With the silver light, it is like a chain of silver light, which can be retracted into the body, up to four meters long.

He Ming held the handle of the pulley cart with his right hand, and waved the stone knife above his head with his left hand, like waving a whip. When he saw the larger black air, it was a whip, and it was instantly wiped out.

The downstroke was very fast, and soon He Ming fell to a depth of thousands of meters. At this place, the cement wall above his head could fall off, exposing the corroded and rusty steel used for support, just like the years have passed. It took 470 years, not 47.

In He Ming's glasses, red light levels appeared in front of him, and they were moving, indicating that they were not dead objects.

"I love Weird! Gentlemen, how are you? Greetings from the ground, after ten years! Greeting you with blood and carnage!"

He Ming yelled excitedly, and started to load the Remington bullets. He shot hundreds of times just now. It was really cool, the charm of the gunfire, and the roaring wailing.

A distance of several hundred meters passed in a blink of an eye. This was a group of dark knights. They saw a pulley cart rushing down at high speed. On it was a man with a particularly strong physique and an evil red hood.

The whole body was filled with black air, but the relatively rotten knight urged the smaller but very nimble black war horse in his crotch, which was also filled with black air, to start shooting arrows.

He Ming saw more than a dozen rays of light flying towards him in the darkness, and laughed loudly: "Riding and shooting? The ability of the nomads to conquer the world? I didn't expect that I could learn it! Watch the autumn famous mountains drifting!"

He Ming forcibly used brute force to change the direction of the pulley cart. The rust blocks on the rusty pulleys of the pulley cart were directly torn apart by the huge force, exposing the steel, and continued to whine.

Dodging the attack, He Ming imitated the governor's single-handed Remington and fired with a roar. A red light appeared all over the body of a black knight who was hit, and it was on fire in a blink of an eye. up.

But it is destined not to be alone. He Ming fired seven shots and sent eleven brothers to ashes and smoke together on the road, including their beloved horse. As long as it is hit by a silver bullet, it will burn like a fire bullet. stand up,

When blown by the strong wind, nothing exists.

He Ming enjoys it very much. It is worthy of the underground secret library ranked 4th in danger. There are monsters that have formed entities so soon. prestige.

He Ming is equipped with a Remington shotgun, and the bullets are still silver, which can do great damage to these monsters. The vehicle is also powered by the gravity of the earth. The sound of the engine is very pleasant and the speed is very hot, so killing all the way is extremely enjoyable.

"For the sake of the party and the country, I will reward you with a shot, and see you in the next life!"

He Ming rewarded a black air knight and his horse with a shot, and bombarded Remington at close range, and everyone instantly turned into a fiery man and a fiery horse.

Due to the very fast descent speed, many of the black air knights who missed were chasing desperately, shooting a lot of arrows, and a group of black air knights appeared in front of them. , In this dark passage, the fire suddenly flashed, and there must be a fire man and a fire horse. After a while, it fell under the rule of darkness, and then there was another fire burning for a temporary resistance.

When Liu Huo and others came to the place where the black air knight died first, everyone could smell the smell of gunpowder in the air. Several monks and priests sniffed some black ash on the ground with their noses, then stood up and said: " It is a relatively difficult type of Nether Knight, all of them died, probably hit by Colonel He Ming's shotgun, because the silver bullets caught fire and disappeared in ashes."

It was the first time for everyone to hear the Nether Knight, and some people were very surprised, saying: "Is there really a hell? The kingdom of the dead?"

A monk who has been squinting his eyes and raised his hands with extraordinary demeanor, the monk headed by him nodded and said: "There is no answer to this question. The dead don't like the living, and the living don't like the dead. The two have no plan to talk. This kind of negative Life, some are like paper dolls. They don’t need to eat or breathe, and they will be wiped out when they are hurt by some exorcisms, such as silver and mahogany charms. But the further we go down, the stronger they are, and they will automatically disappear on the ground. Here, one shot will be wiped out, and ten shots will be needed next."

"I'm here!"

He Ming rushed to the end, jumped directly from the pulley cart, and the pulley directly hit the gate at the end. For some reason, this huge peach wood gate was completely rotten, and it was hit by the pulley cart, and a big hole was directly knocked out. , There was a clattering sound behind the hole.

He Ming smirked a few times, hoping not to bump into the baby, and then rushed over badly, crashed directly into the hole, and at the same time made a killing declaration: "Friends, how are you? The knights you put in the passage They all sacrificed, but they were born with nothing, and they have nothing after death, I hope you will not disappoint me!"

There was silence in the darkness, and the monsters really disappointed He Ming, so he walked slowly. This is a huge room. He Ming saw this room from the pictures. It was decorated with Tai Chi gossip, and all kinds of unimaginable strange things were piled up. When people came in, they could turn on the lights, making the room infinitely bright.

But now, this huge room is extremely silent, you can't see your fingers, and there is not even a slight wind.

He Ming wears glasses, so all kinds of light began to appear, they must come from cultural relics, treasures, or monsters.

Maybe he was shocked by his own killing just now. He Ming thought indifferently, walked straight over, and yelled, "Idiots, the God of Justice is here! The light will shine in this world five kilometers underground. Come out and kneel and lick the God of Light!" Emperor Ming! Come out, come out, waste wood!"

There wasn't even a trace of black air, He Ming unfastened the mouth defense of Starscream's hood, and took a look at the cigarette. When he started to light the cigarette with the Immortal Fire of his finger, He Ming immediately heard some uneasy commotion, and he squeezed his hand violently. Picking up a cigarette, he roared at the voice: "I see you, I smell you who haven't showered for decades! It's like the shit in Chanel No. 5 perfume, you can't hide it!"

A few groups of thick black air fled in a hurry, and He Ming quickly caught up, and then the muzzle of a Remington M870 produced by Citigroup flashed, and then there was a huge roar, boom! ...

The black air disappeared. He Ming searched and found nothing, so he started to work. He picked up the nearest red light and started to scan. It was a Han Dynasty bronze mirror with mottled colors and patterns. After scanning, it was only a Han Dynasty cultural relic.

He Ming put it back where it was. This kind of thing is worthless if you take it out. He has never heard of a Han Dynasty bronze mirror that sold for 100 million. It is estimated that 10 million is an astronomical figure.

He Ming looked to the left and right, and saw that the radiance was infinite, exceeding more than one hundred thousand, so he turned off the green light and the blue light display, which immediately turned into thousands of red lights, but almost none of the golden lights were found.

He Ming picked up more than a dozen red lights in his hand and began to scan, including bronze Buddha statues, etc. He also smoked and waited for monsters. He loved to scream, but the opponent.

This batch of red light objects was also ordinary, and when the results came out, a white jade bracelet from the Han Dynasty became He Ming's property.

At this moment, there was a lovely and moving voice from behind: "My lord."

As soon as He Ming heard this voice, he knew it was the voice of a beautiful woman, because it was very pleasant to hear, and at this time, the one who appeared five kilometers underground was naturally—a witch.

The name of the witch is very emotional.

He Ming turned his head immediately. In the darkness, his eyes suddenly sparkled. A few meters away from him, there was an ancient beauty in ancient clothes. Her face was like a new moon, her eyes were pitiful, and her hair was an ancient hairstyle. Get up and form a small braid, and it is impossible to tie it up within an hour.

Her face is absolutely angel-level, but her figure is devil-level. Her breasts are towering under a gorgeous ancient costume. He Ming, who has begun to have rich experience in women's bodies, immediately thought of a D cup.

He Ming hurriedly rushed over, excitedly said: "Demon girl, take my old He's stick."

He Ming doesn't have a stick in his hand, but he has a stick in his heart, and he will have it soon. This sentence is of course plagiarized from a classic sentence in a wonderful book "Journey to the West": "The witch eats my grandson."

"Journey to the West" is a wonderful book, very famous, so like everyone else, He Ming knew how to decorate literary children when he was a child, so that he would not lose face when he went out, so he brought this novel from the next door, and of course he did not return it. After flipping through a few pages hastily, I threw it aside, what should I say? An inspirational blockbuster about a snub-nosed monkey? Or is there a Buddha to do what the Tathagata says?

He Ming flipped through this book occasionally when he was bored when he pooped on the toilet, and there was a sentence in it that was particularly profound, especially after watching TV, the witch, eat my grandson!

He Ming always felt that this sentence was inscrutable, until one day when he grew up and saw a woman began to look at her beautiful breasts, beautiful legs and beautiful buttocks instead of her pigtails, and one day, he accidentally admired some teachers He Ming realized in vain the love action movie, no wonder he felt something was weird.

Immediately, I searched for this book on the Internet, specifically looking for this sentence: "The witch, give me a stick from my old grandson."

He Ming guessed the beginning, but he couldn't figure out that Sun Wukong, the impotent man, really smashed a golden cudgel weighing 13,500 kilograms on the head of a charming beauty who weighed no more than 50 kilograms, causing her brains to splatter on the spot. Burp.

He Ming has never been very happy about this matter. When he had such an opportunity, a witch really appeared in front of him. He took a tenth of a second to thank God, Jesus Christ Brother Jehovah, and then immediately rushed up. Of course I didn't forget to shout: "Demon girl, give me a stick!"