Chapter 260: Snake Ghost Town · First Night: Chase

I was shocked by the scene in front of me, and I did n’t react. The fat man on one side rushed to me with a gun and yelled "Bullet Bullets !!!"
I took out a hand, he immediately grabbed it, while holding the grab in the armpit, holding a torch in one hand, filling the bomb with one hand, while jumping into the bush and chasing past.
Ran a few steps to see that I didn't move, and scolded: "Come on, stay here, and where can I find you later?"
I scolded, slap myself, immediately tightened the backpack and immediately followed.
Ran into the bush, and it was extremely difficult to walk. I gritted my teeth and wandered through the thorn bush, chasing the fat man's torch, and soon my clothes were torn. After chasing for dozens of meters, the canopy shook violently in front of it, and the thing dragging Pan Zi was obviously on the tree. There was a lot of movement. Obviously this thing was a monster.
The fat man rushed under the tree, and we saw something scratched on the tree, and the shaking leaves on the crown moved towards the tree on the side, obviously going to another tree.
We are not monkeys, there is no way to track down on the tree, but we ca n’t keep up under the tree. The fat man panted and chased a few more steps, so he took a gun and aimed in the direction of the leaves shaking.
I immediately yelled at the fat man: "His mother's careful hit Panzi!"
The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "It's dead! Bet a gamble!"
The gunshots were deafening, the fat man ’s marksmanship was excellent, but in such a case, there was no target at all, and I did n’t know if it was hit. The canopy in the distance continued to shake. This thing walked faster on the tree than on the flat ground. Going away quickly.
"Mama got an x! Bullshit rifle, the caliber is too small." The fat man scolded, gritted his teeth and chased a few steps forward, even firing four shots and shooting all the bullets out.
I clearly saw that the fire of the bullet shot into the darkness, and it still didn't work. When the fat man was filled again, the thing was out of our vision, and it was impossible to catch up.
"What should I do?" I shouted anxiously.
The fat man was also anxiously turning around, but only after passing around, he found something, shone the torch on the tree, and we saw that the trunk was covered with blood.
The fat man took a few steps, then took a picture of a tree, and found that there were the same.
"There is a door!" He called, and immediately gave me the torch. "Mom b, now it's bad luck. We followed the blood stains and took it to the nest. Even if we can't save Panzi, we still need it. . "
This may be the only hope to save Pan Zi. I didn't think about it and immediately nodded.
The fat man asked me to give him all the bullets. Pan Zi ’s bullets were put in the cigarette shells. They did n’t carry much. I ’ve used them a lot all the way. I took them out and found that only one and a half boxes were missing. Fatty He scolded again: "If there is still a Lama next time, I will not come if there is no one with a caliber of 5.54 or more!"
"Yeah, I'll give you a rocket launcher next time, don't be verbose!"
The fat man poured out five bullets, three were put in the chest pocket of the clothes, two were bitten in the mouth, and he shook his head: "Go!"
I was using a torch to find the tree in front of him, and he took cover, and we followed the blood stains and chased towards the depths of darkness.
Blood stains spread all the way, not on the trunk, but on the shrubs and ferns under the tree. The more I look at it, the worse I feel. This blood stain must have been Pan Zi ’s. With so much blood, it may be that the artery is injured. This is the case, and the Daluo fairy could not be saved.
However, there is absolutely no "absolute" thing to see when you live, and to see a dead if you die.
Chased out for five or six hundred meters. The movement in front of the canopy was no longer audible. We couldn't take care of any direction, getting lost, or the weird voices just now. Only knowing that there is blood on it, we must follow.
The blood stains were intermittent, and it became less and less obvious. I became more and more disturbed in my heart, not knowing whether the blood stopped or the blood was shed.
The fat man watched the top of the tree cautiously while advancing quickly, and began to yell: "God's day, you kind of come back even your fat grandfather I gave it to you, to see if your teeth are hard, or your fat grandfather I Rough skin! "
I quickly stopped him: "What the are you doing?"
The fat man said: "The beast likes to eat when it is absolutely safe. It will be alert when it hears me, and will not slap Panzi so quickly."
I said: "Alert a fart, don't bring in other things!"
He said: "Have you never seen the animal world? Such a large predator has its own sphere of influence. There will not be too many large beasts in this range. It is best to bring it in. We will not take a little wrong. "
I still feel very inappropriate, but the fat man does his own thing, and continues to run and yell: "Dog Day, the one who is your mother-in-law's has AIDS and eats a bowel." Before he finished, he suddenly tripped Something fell to the ground.
I helped him up and took a picture with the torch. I saw Panzi's backpack on the fallen leaves underground, all covered with blood.
The fat man immediately became alert and I wanted to speak. He made a quiet gesture to me and asked me to raise the torch to look at the canopy. As soon as I stood up, I saw a huge black shadow quietly coming from behind him. The tree hung down.