Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

"More importantly, this is not my last tomb robbery. I may encounter more dangerous situations in the future. If I can't overcome the psychological barrier this time, then I will not robber the tomb altogether. I dare not go any further. So this time, I have to kill it!"

"In addition, although the half-cylinder is invulnerable, it is not as easy as it wants to kill me. I have heavy machine guns and artillery in my hand, and I don’t believe it can even hold artillery. There was a grenade, which caused me to blow up the whole underground palace and let it be buried with me!"

Having said that, Hanzhe strengthened his conviction. Rather than being trapped in the underground palace, it would be better to blaze a trail. Moreover, after overcoming this air crash, he doesn't need to be afraid of actions from now on.

At this moment, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and the audience in the live broadcast room had stayed up all night with the horror of the whole night. But now, the chilling momentum seems to have become the fuse in the live broadcast room.

The audience looked over with the sound of the chill, and what they saw in the eyes of the chill was endless madness and determination.

"Awesome! The anchor is right! Tomb robbery is inherently a dangerous job, what you want is this kind of desperate, daring to die together!"

"The helper is awesome! Whatever the half-cylinder, it's the right thing to do! Fuel-consuming!"

"Sapphire presented the anchor with 10 shark fins!-anchor, brothers support you!"

"Su Yan Ci presents the anchor 5800 fish balls!-Keep the team downstairs."

"Mo Yu Feiyun presented the anchor with 20 planes! ——A trivial rice dumpling wants to kill my idol too? What a fuck!"

"The room manager Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 66 rockets! — anchor, you must do it!"

For a time, the audience in the live broadcast room fell into a violent collective. The black barrage and gifts dominate the screen like a torrential rain. But the cold rut had lost his mind at the moment, he was staring at the T-junction with all his attention.

Hanzhe knew that the half cylinder must be next to the intersection on the right. For a moment, the cold rut could feel the floor tiles under his feet, beating slightly.

It's near!

Boom!

The heavy footsteps are getting closer, but the speed is much slower. However, the cold rut can still be distinguished, and according to the flashlight on the ground at the intersection, a shadow is faintly mapped on the ground.

The half tank is here!

Suddenly, Han Che couldn't help taking a breath, but he was directly covered by his hand without opening his mouth. Afterwards, he stared at the wall beside the intersection with his eyes widened.

I saw that half of the dark body suddenly showed an arm behind the wall, followed by half of the body, and then the whole body appeared from behind the wall.

This scene is slow to speak, but in fact it only happened between the electric light and flint.

"It's now!"

When the half-cylinder body was completely exposed at the intersection, without saying anything, he immediately turned the heavy machine gun around and aimed the muzzle at the half-cylinder body, and then the cold rut directly pulled the trigger.

Crunch!

The trigger of the heavy machine gun had been rusted after years of precipitation. As the cold rut was pressed down hard, the trigger made a crisp sound, but it was still pressed down by the cold rut.

Bang bang bang!

The next second, the gun hammered the bullet, and a dazzling flaming tongue burst out from the barrel. Dozens of one-finger-long heavy machine gun bullets sprayed toward the half-cylinder body like a flaming flaming tongue.

For a time, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited. With a strong impetus, the bullet blasted into the half of the cylinder. The half-cylinder immediately noticed that it was wrong, and quickly wanted to rush over, but it was too late at this time.

Pieces of bullets exploded and shot on it, just one face, the flesh on the chest of the half-cylinder was opened and fleshed by the shot, and the whole body was unable to withstand the huge thrust and flew backwards. .

You know, this is an authentic pheasant neck. Its bullet is 4 centimeters long. The burst of power that even an elephant can shoot through, let alone a half tank.

As a result, half of the cylinder's body flew straight back three meters, and fell to the ground on his back with a puff. And this scene made the audience in the live broadcast room also watched with horror.

After a short silence, the live broadcast room broke out completely.

"Fuck! Anchor, you really did it!"

"I won't say anything else! F*ck, the power of this TM pheasant's neck is not blowing! This TM has blown away even half of the tank!"

"Mo Yu Feiyun presented the anchor with 10 rockets! ——The anchor! Cock! Hurry up, keep going!"

"Fuck! No, the anchor continues! This ghost is not dead yet!"

In the next second, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly saw the half tank that was blown out through the screen, and it was struggling to get up from the ground.

Next, he shot hard against the pheasant's neck and slowly got up from the ground. After that, he was about to pounce in the direction of the cold rut.

This scene drove the audience in the live broadcast room completely crazy. They couldn't imagine that under the heavy machine gun fire, half of the cylinder could not die.

More importantly, through the live broadcast, they can clearly see that the half of the tank was swept by the heavy machine gun, but the black flesh was broken, and the bullets were even nailed to its flesh and bones. Got stuck.

"F*ck!"

Seeing this scene, Hanzhe felt like a ghost in his heart. He couldn't think of it, the heavy machine gun couldn't kill it.

f*ck! What kind of monster is this TM!

You know, the power of this heavy machine gun can break even rocks, and it hits half of the cylinder, but only slightly breaks some of its flesh, and the bullet can't really shoot through it.

In this case, doesn't it mean that the half-cylinder body is harder than steel?

Thinking of this, Han Che felt anxious in an instant. At the same time, the half tank was already struggling to get up from the ground, and at the moment it was about to move forward against the bullet that was fired.

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