Peak Strength

Leng Bing frowned, got up and walked to Zhao Gangyu, held Zhao Gangyu, and said, "I'll help you see."

镚 Zhao Gangyu shook his lips gratefully and said, "Don't press my hand on your chest."

Leng Bing stunned for a moment, only to find that he had acted too naturally just now, totally did not expect that his chest had already held up Zhao Gangzhen's arm.

Tong Lengbing didn't blush and shy away like a normal woman. She just frowned, and then she didn't care what Zhao Gangzhen said, and said to herself, "Look at the surrounding environment first."

Leng Bing's reaction made Zhao Gangchen think his thoughts were very embarrassed, and he could not help but lower his head a bit, and then pressed his hand closer to Leng Bing's chest.

I didn't have any overreaction to Zhao Gangzhang's ability to do such a beast under such injuries.

Because he can feel it from Zhao Gang 镚 's trembling body, Zhao Gang 镚 is now very distressed, and Zhao Gang 镚 ’s intention of sticking to his chest is just to distract him and reduce the pain a little.

镚 Zhao Gangzhen smiled gratefully, and then followed the cold ice and walked around the wall.

This is a basement of thirty to forty square meters.

A hole was made in the top of the basement, which was the hole that Zhao Gangying had just dropped, and the hole was now sealed by sand.

Except for that hole, the whole basement seems to have no more exits.

There are several jar-like things in the corner of the hoe. Next to those jars were some rotten meat products.

地下 This basement should be a storage room.

Since it is a storage room, there should be no other exits.

Zhao Gangzhang was a little disappointed and sat down against the wall.

Xun Lengbing sat next to Zhao Gangzhang.

"This place is very closed."

镚 Zhao Gangyu touched his chin and said, "Oxygen is not circulating. According to the current situation, the oxygen in the storage room can supply us up to one day."

"I'll go up and see if I can dig up that blocked mouth," Leng Bing said.

"It's useless."

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 shook his head and said, "It is now completely blocked. If you go digging, if you dig a big hole and let the sand flow in, we can only die faster."

"There is no other way?" Leng Bing asked.

"Under normal circumstances, there is no one exit for such a place."

Zhao Gangchen said, "Because of human nature, in such a closed storage room, everyone likes to leave a back door for themselves. Maybe one day the main door cannot be opened, then the back road can be left. The cellar is also designed like this, so we can try to find another way. Of course, this is only my assumption. After all, the owner here is a person thousands of years ago. Is their nature similar to contemporary? Like humans, no one knows this. "

"I can only look for it, you rest here."

Leng Bing said, glanced at the purple butterfly, and said, "It is estimated that it will take a day for the sedative effect to pass, so you just sit there and rest."

Purple Butterfly did not speak, but nodded.

Leng Bing held the dream crystal in one hand and began to explore in the cellar.

If you let people outside know that their dream crystals are now used as light bulbs, I do n’t know if they will spit blood.

This thing tells us that some things will be valuable, and that's all under certain circumstances.

By the same token, if one wants to embody his own value, he must put himself in the right position.

Only when the position is right can that person's value be best reflected.

Leng Bingbing is a doctor, not a special force, nor a super master, so she doesn't know how to find a way.

"Knock the ground and wall more. If there is a relatively empty sound, it proves that the back is empty!"

I watched Leng Bing like a headless fly there, Zhao Gangzhao could not help reminding.

"Oh!"

Leng Bing nodded, reached out and knocked lightly on the wall.

"Hold hard, so you can't hear the sound!"

Zhao Gangchen said.

Xun Lengbing ignored Zhao Gangzhang, but directly increased his strength.

boom.

There was a muffled sound.

Leng Bing squatted down, covering her hands.

"I say harder, not to make you punch against the wall."

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 said helplessly.

Xu Lengbing looked at his hand, rolled his eyes, then got up, took out the pen-like thing from his body, and knocked on the wall.

"I don't know if you have this thing, take it out soon."

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 sighed helplessly.

Qi Lengbing didn't pay attention to what Zhao Gangchen said, but instead banged on the wall seriously.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, an open voice sounded.

Leng Bing's hand stopped, and then knocked twice on the wall.

"The back is empty!"

Zhao Gang said joyfully, "That should be behind."

Leng Bing nodded and looked around.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Gangzhang asked.

"Turn this on!"

Leng Bing said.

"Is there any switch?"

镚 Zhao Gangchen said, "This is not a costume movie. You just need to push that stone away, it should be fine."

Leng Bing nodded, reached out to clasp the slate, and then pulled back hard.

Vermiculite slab pattern does not move.

Leng Bing pulled it hard again, and the slate remained motionless.

Xun Lengbing stopped and looked at Zhao Gangzhang.

"Let me try."

镚 Zhao Gangzhen trembled and walked to the wall, then clasped the slate above, and pulled it hard ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The slate was still motionless.

Zhao Ganggang frowned.

He is seriously injured now, without much effort, and if he is too hard, it will easily involve the wound.

"Try it together!"

Zhao Ganggang said, placing his hand on the slate.

Leng Bing also placed his hand on the slate.

The two people pulled the slabs out hard together, and the slabs were still motionless!

靠 "Fuck, now you can't even use 10% of your usual strength!"

镚 Zhao Gang 镚 cursed angrily.

"Wait for your health first."

Leng Bing crouched back against the wall and said, "You are not recovering, we have no way to deal with this slate."

镚 Zhao Gang nodded his head, sat on the floor against the wall, and said, "It can only be that way. I hope that the oxygen here will not be finished before I can move the slate."

"hope so."

I coldly nodded.

The two were sitting almost side by side.

"Actually, I'm curious. Why do you like beer?"

镚 Zhao Gangzhen asked suddenly.

"It's delicious."

Leng Bingyan replied concisely.

"Beer is delicious? I haven't thought it tastes good." Zhao Gangzhen shook his head and said, "However, you look good with a bottle dry.

Hey (the fourth is here.)