Chapter 1132 Shooting

The pain was too deep and fierce, the pain from the soul, almost drowning Pei Yian's whole body in it!

A large amount of sweat kept falling from Pei Yi'an's face, and the clothes he was originally wearing were also wet with sweat, and his whole body instantly lost strength and fell to the ground...

The main chamber of the emperor's tomb was dimly lit, and all the light came from the mining headlamp placed on the dragon-patterned tomb coffin.

Therefore, when Pei Yian lost his strength and fell to the ground in an instant, no one noticed that Wang Yuquan and Qin Feng were busy taking care of themselves, while Song Rong's eyes were fixed on Wang Yuquan and Qin Feng.

The victory or defeat between the two sides is at this moment!

"boom!!--"

Qin Feng rushed forward, grabbed the gun in Wang Yuquan's hand with his left hand, and clasped the opponent's wrist tightly. The strength in his palm instantly made Wang Yuquan lose consciousness in his right hand holding the gun. The black pistol immediately fell to the ground, and Qin Feng The steel-like fist of Feng's right hand hit Wang Yuquan directly in the face! He punched away the gold-rimmed glasses on Wang Yuquan's face!

Song Rong stood aside and was very smart. When she saw the gun in Wang Yuquan's hand falling to the ground, her eyes lit up and she rushed forward with all her strength and picked up the pistol that fell from the ground.

Qin Feng is in the military camp and trains for a long time every day. Although the muscles on his body do not look as good as those of bodybuilding coaches, the explosive power in his body is far more powerful than those of bodybuilding coaches. Qin Feng, who was born as a special forces soldier, usually It is not a problem for one person to bring down a dozen big men.

Now, although Qin Feng was seriously injured and had a slight fever due to the infection of the wound, it was not a problem at all to deal with the fragile little body in front of him who had no strength to restrain himself and spent many years in the research institute repairing antiques and sorting out data.

Just relying on the explosive power of his two fists, Wang Yuquan was already unable to fight back! Not to mention that Song Rong was standing aside with a gun raised, staring at Wang Yuquan with eager eyes!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! -"

Qin Feng's fist hit Wang Yuquan, and it hit Wang Yuquan's vitals again and again. The blows made Wang Yuquan wail and scream, and the muffled sound of the fist hitting the flesh made Song Rong's eyelids twitch as he stood aside.

Wang Yuquan now looks disgraced and beaten, with bruises all over his face and nosebleeds. How can he still look as cool as he used to hold a gun and threaten them?

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, Captain Qin, stop fighting! It hurts, it hurts! ...Ah! Ah! ...Ah! ..." Wang Yuquan held her head and wailed in pain.

"You are a damn guy. You dare to steal national cultural relics with other tomb robbers. You are so brave!" Qin Feng twisted Wang Yuquan's arms, pressed him to the ground, and turned to Song Rong. He said, "Help me find two ropes in my backpack. If you can't find them, cut the clothes next to you into strips and bring them over."

"Yeah!" Song Rong nodded immediately and quickly rushed towards a backpack thrown aside.

Things like hemp rope are usually worn by everyone during archaeological excavations. However, most of the things in Qin Feng's backpack had fallen into the underground lake and went to keep company with the water monsters. They had picked them up before. There was no such thing as a rope in the tomb robber's backpack, so Song Rong set her sights on the backpack Wang Yuquan brought.

Three times five times two times, Song Rong dug out two ropes from Wang Yuquan's backpack and handed them to Qin Feng.