Chapter 63 Who is he

Looking at the scene in front of him, the clay figurine speculated that it might be a arsenal or just a warehouse. The dazzling array of weapons and other objects are dazzling. Several lampposts shuttle through this space, but they can't see the panorama. There are always some dark places.

"Fat!" The clay figurine suddenly shouted.

Fat Ma answered with a muddy man on his back.

"Where did you suffer before?"

Hearing the clay man ask this question, Fatty Ma pointed to a pillar in front of him: "That's it!" Following the direction of Fatty Ma's fingers, the clay figurine walked over.

Fat Ma and the three quickly followed.

When approaching the pillar, the clay fig man stopped and looked down at the ground with blood marks.

The clay figurine squatted on the ground and sniffed. First, he was confused, and then muttered, "Maybe Lao Sun is right." Suddenly, at this time, the crisis came, and a huge claw print on the wall was reflected by the light running towards the clay man, very fast.

The clay figurine's pupils shrank in, turned his head and shouted, "Be careful!" He narrowly dodged the fatal blow, and then the attack came again. The clay figurine hurriedly took out the dagger to block it. Suddenly, it collided with the trill of metal, which almost determined the idea of the clay people.

This metal trill made Fatty Ma stunned first, and then immediately reacted, shook his arm, clenched his fist and stepped forward.

Seeing that the attack on the clay man did not succeed, the man quickly stepped back a few steps, saw that Fat Ma also came forward, stood in place for a few seconds, and quickly turned around and ran away.

When Fatty Ma saw this situation, he also understood it more clearly. He immediately had red eyes and tried his best to catch up. In this turmoil, the metal sounded the sound of metal collision, which was very crisp.

After hearing this sound, I collapsed like a spring and stood up straight. The torn wound on my leg hurt violently in an instant. I resisted and looked up.

"Dog, look where you're going!" Fatty Ma shouted loudly.

Oh, something happened! But at the same time, I'm also sure that my guess should be correct, that is, a living person, this big living person is hidden here, and it is actually misunderstood by us as a zongzi.

I was lame and wanted to go up to the second floor, but my mobility did not allow me to do so.

I said to the old ghost, "Old ghost, can you help me up to the second floor!"

Before the old ghost could answer, Zhang Tong grabbed the words: "It's completely cumbersome for you to go up now! Don't be stubborn!"

Her words seemed to have poured cold water on me, but I thought that her words were indeed right, so I had to give up this idea, but I kept staring nervously at the second floor.

Several lampposts turned around like fire dragons, and were noisy upstairs with the scolding of Fatty Ma.

The clay figurine's steps are compact, quickly passing through the weapon and chasing the man's footprints, and Fatty Ma has lost his trace and is cursing like a bitch!

The clay man's face was nervous, because the man's steps were really fast, and the sound of stepping on the ground was very light. If the clay figurine hadn't remembered his taste, he might not have been able to keep up with him now.

A light is shuttled, and this space seems to be much larger than expected.

His two follower didn't catch up either.

The clay figurine took a deep breath and exerted all his strength to keep up with his steps, and the distance was getting smaller and smaller. Finally, when there was only one person left at interval, the clay figurine rushed up without hesitation! The clay figurine put his hand around the man's waist. The man staggered and fell down, and the clay figurine took advantage of the situation to press up.

At this time, Fatty Ma and the three saw that the light was fixed in one position, so they quickly wanted to rush there.

The clay man pressed on the man. He struggled, and his sharp claws grabbed the clay man. A cold light flashed. The clay man quickly dodged, but still left a few blood marks on his neck. The sudden pain made the clay man frown, take the opportunity to catch the man's hand, pressed his back, and the other hand was not let go, and the mud The man was held to death.

"Who the hell are you?" The clay figurine asked.

But the man had no voice and was still struggling.

After the clay man asked once, the man did not answer, so he did not intend to ask again. He directly took out a bandage from his upper body and wrapped his hands, and then pulled his body to see his face clearly, but he did not expect that he was still covered, and the clay man tore it rudely It was torn off.

The weapon also made a crackling sound under the impact of the three Fatty Ma.

At the moment the black cloth was removed, the clay figurine saw a face and immediately froze, and his mouth came out with surprise: "It's you..."

At the moment when the clay figurine is a god! The man seized the opportunity to escape. The bandage had been cut off, the clay man was overturned to the ground, and he did not go forward to chase him, so he was stunned.

Fat Ma also caught up with him at this time.

"How's it going, clay figurine?" Fatty Ma asked with some gasp.

The clay figurine did not react for a moment.

"How are you doing?" Fatty Ma urged.

At this time, the clay figurine came out of the trance, and his tone was a little distorted: "Let him run away!"

Fat Ma scolded angrily, "What the hell, he's lucky. He was caught by the fat master and had to kill him."

The clay figurine did not answer, but meditated on it, but Fatty Ma did not delve into it. Anyway, the clay figurine has always been this face.

At this time, the two people next to the clay figurine are also the same face, and the three together are the same face.

Fat Ma saw that the man had escaped. Although he was a little angry, when he put down his anger, he found another world. He cleaned up randomly, and there were many smart weapons around him, but he was too weak to take away.

So he forced the clay figurine to do some.

After selecting the good weapon again, Fatty Ma smiled contentedly.

After the two went down the stairs, the news spread, saying that it was a living person who was not a zongzi, and the news that the living person had been cleaned up by Fatty Ma. These people who had been hit before suddenly seemed to be alive and ran to the second floor to pick up the remaining weapons of Fatty Ma.

Fat Ma swept away the previous depression and ran to me happily, divided some good things between me and Zhang Tong, and then some to the old ghost. Finally, the old ghost thought it was too little and went upstairs to find it.

Fatty Ma scolded the old ghost behind his back.

At this time, the clay figurine also came over. I could see at a glance that his face was a little wrong. Although he was usually quiet, it was different from this time.