At this time, Zhou Xianwei did not know that he actually shed two drops of blood on the previous aisle.
To be exact, the "blood" did not flow from him, but from the "eyeball" in his palm.
"The Lord Hicks is hurting the Lord?" A guard asked.
"No wonder I smelled blood when the God made the adult walk over just now!" The other guard answered, with a suddenly enlightened look on his face.
The rest of you look at me, I look at you, all silent, no one dares to give the answer.
"Don't ask more about the LORD God's envoy. Just guard the door." One of them said.
It's not about yourself, hanging high, this idea is also very common in the temple of death.
In fact, if they can catch up in time to check the details, they may also find something wrong and respond in advance, otherwise, it will be too late.
Zhou Xianwei and Gemini walked safely through the 400 meter long hall and stood in front of the elevator. At this time, it was time for five minutes.
"Hawking, do it and take over the monitoring system." The military master pressed on the timer, and the time number accurately stayed at "5:00", she said, "to make them deaf and blind."
Hawking's fingers kept saying, "well, it's taken over!"
"Let's go." The military Master said, at the same time, she pressed the five minute timer again!
Therefore, the door of the core archives was opened! From now on, race against time! This is a race against time with life!
Seeing two rows of soldiers with assault rifles and red uniforms coming out of the archives, these researchers felt a little surprised.
However, they all tacitly agreed that they didn't choose to ask more.
Because... These researchers thought that these soldiers in red uniforms were people in the temple of death.
Professor Jefferson and Professor Freder didn't say much either. After all, the fewer people who know this thing now, the better.
The walking speed of the temple of the sun was very fast, and it even ran in the end.
Professor Jefferson and Fred finally caught up with the steps of the Sun Temple, and they were out of breath.
Finally, thank you for your understanding. It's too much for me. In aunt Xiaomu's words, let me learn a lesson, and slowly make up for it.
Want to hit the wall.
good night.