Chapter 1099

Not only is you Lizhen afraid of the church cross, but the drowned ghost is also afraid to death. When she chases a few meters outside the church door, she doesn't dare to take another step forward.

When I entered the gate, I immediately relaxed and finally took a breath. It was fun to kill ghosts just now. I didn't pay attention to myself. Now I found that I was black and blue. In some places, the skin is torn open and the bones are exposed. And the breath was relieved and I felt a sharp pain all over my body.

It's not easy to get here alive. I really want to smoke now. I took a few breaths and counted my equipment, twelve bullets and eight grenades. With this ammunition alone, it must not reach the exit. When I enter the church, the son of shit must be aware of it. It's probably not easy to kill him.

But anyway, man, you must pull him on the back before you die!

I filled the gun with two bullets and took another thunder in my hand. The cat crossed the path between the seats and slipped to the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, he thought to himself that he had made an ambush on it, waiting for me to deliver it to the door. No matter from above or below, my brothers were caught.

No, I have to lead him down, at least in a relatively fair environment.

But to be fair to him, isn't that a pit in the brain?

I turned my eyes and went down the stairs. There was still space below. It should be the basement. Sure enough, a long corridor appeared below, which looked secluded and mysterious in the rippling water. I walked step by step and found a row of holes with a radius of one meter on both sides, which were all built with stones.

Suddenly understand that this should be the church's basement. This is a kind of funeral culture of foreigners. Although they don't know much, they must be honored if they know that they can be buried in the basement of the church.

Then if you blow up the tomb, the son of shit promises to run down angrily. Thinking of this, my friend smiled unkindly, then threw his hands together against the walls on both sides, and sincerely prayed.

Sorry, guys. I didn't mean to offend your dead body, but my buddy was forced to a dead end. I can only disrespect you!

Take out a grenade, pull off the pull ring and throw it under a hole in front. Boom, burst open a tomb immediately. Although the underground blasting is not very powerful, it can be clearly felt above.

I ran forward and looked into it. There was a rectangular coffin that often appeared in western movies. I pulled it out hard. It's quite heavy. Out of the narrow tomb, I feel much more relaxed with the buoyancy of the water. Holding the coffin slowly to the ground, he took out a grenade, pulled out the pull ring, and held the bumper tightly.

His left hand lifted a corner of the coffin, stuffed the grenade in, put it down and just pressed the bumper. In this way, the grenade will not explode and is hidden under the coffin, so it is not easy to be found.

After straightening up, he felt that the son of shit should be coming soon and turned around and ran deep. One shot was fired on the wall a few meters apart. It's powerful enough. Every shot can blow a big hole. This is to show the other party that I ran forward and didn't hide in the tomb.

There was a fork in the road at the end. Without hesitation, I turned to the left and hid behind the corner. Just after hiding, the probe peeped a dark shadow into the basement. As like as two peas in the top of the clock tower, the son of a bullshit is no doubt that he is the same as the man who has seen it on the top of the clock tower.

I quickly retracted my head and stuck my whole body on the wall. It was another gamble whether he would touch the coffin.

At present, my position is far from there. If it is on land, the coffin is completely within range. Under water, the bullet can't shoot that far when it encounters resistance. So he didn't have to worry at all. I hid at the corner ahead and attacked him.

The dead buried here must be highly respected by him. Westerners may not care so much about etiquette, but we easterners will not step over the dead we respect. In addition, the basement must be a dead end. I can't escape by interchanging my wings, so I bet he won't be in a hurry to kill me. He will put the coffin back in the tomb first!

Even if the bet is wrong, I hide in the dark and remain invincible. I was worried that he also had a grenade in his hand, which was more powerful than mine. Throw one at the corner and I'll be broken to pieces.

As time passed, I didn't know where the grandson had gone, and I didn't dare to look. It's very painful. What do you want? Can you give me a letter?

After about half a minute, there was still no movement outside. It seems that the plan failed and can only fight with ya!

Just as I was about to peep out, suddenly the ground trembled, and a strong current came from the corridor. Ha ha, it must have moved the coffin and detonated the grenade!

I immediately turned and went out. I immediately saw a rapidly rotating torrent in front of me, and the coffin was scattered and whirled with the vortex. Through this vortex, I saw a dark figure rushing to the basement door, dragging a thick ink behind him.

The son of shit was injured by the explosion, which made my brother feel happy. Since I was injured, I couldn't run fast. I chased forward with a gun. He was really slow. When I ran out of the basement and saw this bastard, he just came to the table under the altar.

It was not far away. It was just within range. I picked up my gun and fired. Two bullets went straight out and blew him away. The windbreaker was also blown to pieces, and pieces of broken clothes could not dance in the water. Then he was wrapped in a mass of thick ink to cover his sight.

If he survives this shot, I'll take his last name. What's his grandson's last name?

When my friend was thinking about this boring problem, the earth trembled suddenly. I saw a carpet explosion on the ground ahead. Yard, the grandson didn't run slowly just now, but was laying a mine for me. Fortunately, I didn't catch up to see his life and death because I was thinking about a boring problem, otherwise I would be broken to pieces.

Since these mines have been detonated, it means that he is not dead. What my buddy said just now doesn't count. I turned my head and fled back to the basement. As soon as I entered the door, the thunder on the steps burst.

The shock wave energy caused by the serial explosion is very huge, which directly pushed the man from the end of the corridor to the end. Then he hit the wall hard and was pushed into the right fork. Along this corridor, I rushed to the end. The impact slowed down here so that I could catch my breath.

Looking up, there was an iron plate inlaid on the wall at the end, on which a skeleton was painted.

I thought to myself that the general pattern shows that it is a dangerous place. What dangerous place can the church have? No more lethal weapons are hidden, right?

Anyway, I can't get out. Let's blow it up and have a look. I was afraid that one grenade was not enough and took out all the remaining six. The five were piled up under the wall, then they retreated far away, pulled off the pull ring and threw it forward.

Boom!

Six grenades burst open at the same time and immediately rushed me back. But immediately ahead, there was a huge attraction that sucked me back. And it went back very fast. In the blink of an eye, it passed through the blasted hole.

At this moment, I felt that I rushed out of the water and entered a dark and strange space. It's frightening that the wind is blowing and ghosts are crying and wolves are howling.

I have a sudden heart attack. Can't devil's city still make a hell?