C2 Corpse king's appearance

I also lit a cigarette out of boredom and walked to the side of a member of the Action Team. His name was Guang Yang, and he was usually quiet. In the department, he always spoke coldly, "Erm, what do we need to pay attention to when we move?" Although I worked on the operations team for a year, I rarely communicated with them. It could also be said that they didn't want to talk to me.

Guang Yang's gaze shifted to the side and glanced at me. He shook his head. "You don't need to do anything. You can just watch from behind."

I already knew that I would get a piece of the cake, but I wasn't willing to give it up. Just as I was about to speak, Ding Lan Xin smiled at me. You don't need to ask, you can't do this sort of thing. Just wait until that fatty withdraws, and then you guys can do it yourselves. "

Ding Lan Xin is the only female in the Action Team, and she's also a standard beauty. She has a pair of big, watery eyes that makes one's imagination run wild with just a single glance, and her personality is extroverted, but in the Action Team, she is always dirty and tweaked, afraid that I would learn her skills. Actually, not only her, in the Action Team, only that unlucky bastard would be willing to be my friend.

I was a little disheartened, but most of all, my heart was cold. From the depths of the village came a loud howl. Seventh Uncle immediately shouted, "Little Ding, Zhong Yang, get ready!"

The two people who had mocked me immediately straightened up and took a step forward. They saw Fat Lei rolling and crawling, covered in dust, and his fat body rolling towards them like a trash can.

"They're coming, they're coming!" Fatty Lei gasped for breath as he ran to Seventh Uncle's side.

Seventh Uncle didn't reply. Noon and Ding Lanxin took small steps and went inside. Following that, Seventh Uncle gave the order to go deeper into the cave after the two of them.

The so called zombies of the Ming Dynasty, I thought how 'tall' they were. They were nothing more than a few shriveled corpses with clothes of their own hanging from their bodies. Their nails were pitch-black and sharp.

I stood at the back of the crowd and counted the number of zombies, a total of five. Noon didn't show any fear as he pulled out a silver blade from his bosom. It was about a foot long, slightly longer than a dagger, and charged towards the pile of zombies.

Noon was extremely fast when he attacked, and one of his heads fell to the ground. It didn't take long for all five zombies to turn into Slicers.

Ding Lan Xin, who was standing behind him, put her hands on her hips and said with a dissatisfied expression, "Zhen Qi, I don't have any chance to show off anymore. Disgusting."

I was stunned as I watched from the back. Previously, my mission was to bring the zombies back for research. Was what Xiangyang did a violation of the orders?

When the two returned, Xiangyang put the silver knife back into its sheath. "Seventh Uncle, there's still something inside. Let Fatty Lei go there once more."

This time, Fatty Lei directly sat on the ground, shook his head and waved his hands, "Mr. Wu, you really want me to look, don't you? I can't afford to offend the 'Big Bro' inside, why don't you go? "

Seventh Uncle lowered his head and thought for a moment, "It seems that it has reached the Soul Realm. Be careful, there is a high possibility that it is the King Corpse inside."

When Seventh Uncle promised, three men came out from the bungalow on the side with smiles on their faces. I recognized them as people from the Intelligence Department, and they were also the group with the highest salary in the Criminal Investigation Bureau. They were rarely seen in the Bureau, not even a few people from the Intelligence Department could be seen.

The leader is called Yi Tian Xing, and he is an experienced member of the intelligence department. Haha, Seventh Uncle's judgement was right, that thing inside is the King Corpse, but! Just based on the actions of the two generals, I am afraid that it will not be enough to scrape our teeth. "

Seventh Uncle didn't say anything, but Ding Lan was unhappy. She had a smile on her face and said, "Oh!" Who do I think it is? So it's Mr. Turtle from the Intelligence Department (Turtle: Shrinking Turtle). He normally hides behind whenever he meets with trouble, so it's rare to see a few of you idle people here! "

Ding Lan's heartfelt words were met with a piercing pain. However, Yi Tian Xing was also an old fox, so he naturally wouldn't be angered by such words. With a smile on his face, he said, "Good steel is used for blades.

"You … "What do you mean?" Ding Lan's face instantly turned red.

"If you're capable, why don't you give it a try?" The noon sun had set. The sheath with the silver blade had already been pulled out from his bosom.

Seventh Uncle waved at Yi Tianxing with a sullen face, "Where's your Division Chief?" How is the Corpse King doing? "

Yi Tian Xing rolled his eyes. Seventh Uncle was the leader of the operation team, so he didn't dare to offend him. He withdrew his contemptuous expression and said, "Seventh Uncle, the boss (head of the Intelligence Section) isn't here. We've been wandering around the entrance for a long time.

"You're afraid of death, but you don't have the guts to do it!" Ding Lan's hands were crossed in front of her chest as she spoke in a neutral tone.

Yi Tianxing didn't dare to refute because of Seventh Uncle. He let out a sigh and shook his head again.

Ding Lan's eyes turned, "Seventh Uncle, let me and Guang Yang take out that King Corpse."

Seventh Uncle thought for a moment. "You guys be careful. The situation isn't right, so withdraw."

After that, the people from the intelligence department walked away with their faces covered in shame. The same rhythm as before, Guang Yang and Ding Lan led the way, and the group of us followed behind them, through a field of wheat and on a bare mountain wall.

The cave entrance was not big, and could barely fit a person inside. After exchanging glances with Ding Lan Xin, Yang climbed into the cave through the corpse hole one after the other.

At this moment, Seventh Uncle's expression was no longer relaxed. He was holding one cigarette after another, and his eyes were only fixed at the entrance of the cave. I know, in the Bureau of Investigation, the Operations and Intelligence Sections are at odds, and have been at loggerheads with each other for many years.

Besides, the operation team led by the Seventh Uncle had won most of the awards in the department. To a large extent, the two of them were the core members of the operation team.

If anything happened to them, the operation team would be like a folded wing. Seventh Uncle's worries were not unreasonable, and after ten minutes, the humidifier like white gas was no longer released. A low roar came from inside, but the sound of fighting was not heard.

Suddenly, a woman's shout came from inside. It echoed in the cave and was very sharp. We could all determine that it was Ding Lan's heart shouting.

Seventh Uncle threw away the cigarette in his hand and shouted, "Not good!" Then he ordered Fatty Lei to stay outside the cave while the rest of the men went in.

We didn't dare delay any longer and went into the cave one by one. The cave was very deep, and by the time Noon and Ding Lan Xin went in, the lighting had already been fixed to the rock wall.

The corpse cave was dark and damp. Everyone kept their eyes open as they ran into Ding Lan Xin who was running out of the cave. Her big watery eyes were filled with panic as her body was covered in mud and there were a few scratches on her face.

Seventh Uncle approached Ding Lan Xin and checked her injuries. "Where's Noon?"

With that, Ding Lan's tears started to flow out. She leaned on Seventh Uncle's shoulder and started to cry.

"Motherf * cker, you underestimated me. If I knew, you would have let me in first." His name is Iron Head. Rumor has it that he's tough and invulnerable in the Bureau, but I've never seen him before.

Tie Tou's eyes were wide open as he prepared to charge in.

Seventh Uncle immediately stopped him and told someone to first send Ding Lan Xin out of the corpse cave. He then placed himself at the front of the group and slowly stepped into the cave. The light became brighter and brighter until the end of the cave.

Seventh Uncle walked around the place and told us to look around. I was timid, so I hid in a corner of the mountain wall and looked around by the light. There was a coffin inside that had its lid flipped over.

Logically speaking, there should have been many burial objects for the noble and powerful people of the Ming Dynasty, but here …

After determining that this was a tomb, our group arrived late. The treasures in the tomb chamber had long since been stolen, and the tomb area wasn't big. The group searched around, but didn't find any afternoon sun, or even any corpses.

We gathered around Seventh Uncle. Suddenly, we heard panting, heavy breathing, and quickly turned our heads. Oh my god! From where I had been standing, a pair of large, pale eyes were staring at us.