Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

Almost instantly, Ying Long and Nezha appeared at the same time, and the phantom of Jiaolong, which was invisible to everyone, also appeared in the air.

The two dragons and Nezha instantly brightened up the entire river.

It's just that after the bright hall, everyone felt even more disgusting.

In a field of fleshy mud, a rotten human face could be seen almost every few steps.

There were also the carcasses of unlucky animals that were washed in from outside through the river.

Although the movement speed of the group of zongzi was slow, the closer they got, the stronger the smell of the corpses became, choking people almost unable to open their eyes.

Hua Han picked up a submachine gun and shot at the group of zongzi.

"Da da da!"

the bullets hit the group of zongzi, and although each bullet made a big hole in them, it didn't do anything else.

Even the slowing effect was not achieved.

Huo Jilin's hands moved slightly, and Ying Long, Jiaolong, and Nezha immediately received Huo Jilin's instructions, and rushed towards the group of zongzi.

Ying Long's dragon tail flicked, and instantly slapped a large piece of zongzi into meat puree.

Jiaolong has not yet cultivated into an entity, but it is also extraordinary, shuttling up and down in a piece of zongzi, overturning countless zongzi to the ground.

Nezha kicked the Hot Wheels under his feet one after the other, and every zongzi touched by the Hot Wheels spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes in an instant.

Chaotian Aya was also thrown into the sky by Nezha, and more than 20 zongzi were tightly wound together at one time.

Suddenly, Chaotian Aya tightened, and more than 20 zongzi were instantly strangled into two sections.

At this time, Huo Jilin looked at the green ghost, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The green ghost watched all of this, and his bloated face was full of disbelief.

In just five minutes, most of the zongzi were wiped out by Yinglong, Jiaolong, and Nezha.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the green ghost immediately jumped into the river and disappeared into the boiling water.

Huo Jilin was calm as usual: "I have already given you a chance just now, since you don't want to use it yourself, then don't blame me."

After speaking, Huo Jilin stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers.

Jiaolong instantly understood, got out of the pile of zongzi, and rushed into the river.

A huge wave swelled in the river, and after a few spins in the air, the green ghost was thrown ashore.

At this time, Ying Long's dragon tail also flew at the right time, slapping the head of the green ghost to pieces.

Nezha also cleaned up the few remaining zongzi.

Seeing that there was no zongzi around, Huo Jilin took back Yinglong, Jiaolong, and Nezha together.

The strong smell of corpses had also eased a lot, at least, with a gas mask on, it didn't smell anything.

Wang Kaixuan laughed out loud, "Huo Ye, do you know why I'm not afraid of anything in this tomb?"

Hua Han answered: "It's because of Huo Ye, if it weren't for Huo Ye, just you, I'm afraid that when you were at the door, you would have already served as a bat's dinner."

Wang Kaixuan touched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Yes, don't say it's here, if it weren't for Huo Ye saving me three or four times, I'm afraid that my fat man would only be eighteen years old." Hu

Bayi "ah"', his face was full of big question marks:

"Fatty, why did I find out at this time, you brag and don't make drafts?"

"Huo Ye is in his twenties, if you used to fight for a little anger, you would have an eighteen-year-old son."

"Why are you eighteen

years old?"

Anderson nodded, and also raised his own question: "Yes, based on your current appearance, I judge that you are at least forty years old."

Wang Kaixuan's face turned red with anger, and he suddenly stood in front of Anderson:

"What forty years old! Can you do it? I am from 1951! I am only thirty-three years old this year

!" "You are still a military doctor, if you really can't use your eyes, my brother will give you a suggestion to donate it to those in need!"

"What a thing! It's the first time I've heard someone say I'm forty years old! Do you know that there is an old saying in Great Xia that a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Wang Kaixuan's large series of cannons really made Anderson stunned on the spot,

and silently pulled the corner of Hua Han's clothes.

Hua Han caught Anderson's distress signal, and immediately started a round with a smile:

"Harm, don't be angry, fat man, he didn't say you were old, he said you looked more mature."

"Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, so let's be kind to each other."

"Otherwise, you would say I'm fifty years old.

Wang Kaixuan snorted a few times, clasping his hands around his arms: "I'm not that boring.

Hu Bayi smiled and patted Wang Kaixuan's shoulder: "Don't worry, the fat man is not such a calculating person."

Then, he looked at Wang Kaixuan again, and his eyes were still puzzled: "Why do you say that if Brother Huo doesn't save you, you will be eighteen years old, if I don't have any problems with mathematics, when you were eighteen years old, Brother Huo had just entered elementary school."

Huo Jilin nodded: "Calculate the time, it's true."

Wang Kaixuan changed his angry expression just now and replaced it with a shy, "Because, it is a teenager who kills a man! Although I am thirty-three years old, my heart is only eighteen years old!"

As soon as these words came out, a large flock of crows flew over the heads of everyone present in an instant.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Shirley Yang was still a little nervous, and complained: "With all due respect, when I was touched by that ghost thing just now, I wasn't so speechless."

At this moment, Anderson's expression became nervous.

Hu Bayi, who was standing opposite Anderson, immediately caught this strange appearance and hurriedly asked, "Anderson, what's wrong?"

Anderson's expression was flustered: "The boss's face is pale, and his legs may be infected!"

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly removed their backs and laid a clean place for Hua Han on the ground.

Hua Han waved his hand again and again: "It's nothing, don't listen to Anderson's nonsense, he is that person, listening to the wind is rain, and his favorite thing is exaggeration, do you look like I have something?"

The slight tremor of Hua Han's hand was still seen by Huo Jilin.

Huo Jilin looked at Hua Han seriously, "Is there any infection, you sit down, take apart the gauze and take a look." Seeing

that it was really difficult for everyone, Hua Han sat on the backpack with Anderson's support.

Anderson carefully removed the gauze on Hua Han's leg little by little.

Before the whole gauze was removed, everyone found that the yellow pus on Hua Han's wound had soaked several layers of gauze, sticking together and making it difficult to separate.