The movement of Gong Lixin and his party to shift positions was very natural, and did not attract Tan Mingyuan's attention. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, and the dense forest not far away was shrouded in shadows, he couldn't see clearly, so he raised his voice to remind him, "Rest for another five minutes, if you want to shit and pee, hurry up, don't wait until you get in the car and then go to bed." Calling, you will all be pulled in my crotch by then!"
The team members laughed, and immediately someone stood up and walked into the bushes to relieve themselves, unaware of the imminent danger.
Gong Lixin put his palms on the rocks under his seat, feeling the movement of unknown objects underground, and squinted at the man who was urinating behind the bushes, his eyes were indifferent and cold.
The man whistled and let it go, without noticing that the dark brown soil under his feet was gradually turning into pale yellow sand grains. When he was surprised that the soles of his feet were unusually soft, a pair of bony hands with sharp nails suddenly grabbed his ankles and pulled him hard into the quicksand.
The man let out a scream in horror, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The light yellow quicksand slowly returned to brown soil, but the layer of weeds that covered it had sunk into the ground along with the man, leaving it bare.
Hearing the screams of the team members, Tan Mingyuan and others quickly ran over to check the situation, but they turned around but found nothing unusual, so they had no choice but to return to their original place. A living person disappeared out of thin air in an instant, leaving only a puddle of warm and smelly urine. This situation was too strange, and a faint fear spread in the hearts of the team members.
Tan Mingyuan made a decisive decision, raised his hand and said, "Quick, get out of here immediately."
Gong Lixin and the others still sat on the rocks without moving. Tan Mingyuan didn't notice their strange expressions because of his anxiety, but kept urging them to evacuate quickly. But by this time it was already too late, the 30-square-meter grassland under everyone's feet slowly turned into sand, and it was still a quicksand that killed people without blood.
They raised their steps and ran towards the off-road vehicle on the side of the road. Sand grains and grass stalks rose up under their feet, and their ankles sank into the sand within a short distance, and they could not be pulled out again. The whole group was terrified and struggled with all their strength, but the more they struggled, the more they sank. In just a moment, the sand had swallowed their calves.
"Don't move! It's quicksand!" Tan Mingyuan warned loudly, and then said in a trembling voice, "We should have encountered a low-level earth-type zombie of the third level, and the zombie of the second-level earth type does not have the ability to change the quality of such a large piece of soil."
As soon as he finished speaking, despair and fear were like a pair of big hands, strangling the throats of the team members. The third-level low-level zombies are death-like existences to them. Just last month, two supernatural teams on the island encountered a third-level low-level fire-type zombie when they were on a mission. At that time, more than 50 people went there, and only three came back alive, and those three were burned. His body was bruised and he died within a few days. Only six of the original eight supernatural teams remained, and the strength of the base was greatly damaged. If not, Bao Long and Kang Zhengyuan would not agree to the Gong family's forces entering.
Thinking of the Gong family, Tan Mingyuan realized that Gong Lixin and his party were sitting on the rocks safely and looking at them, with a leisurely and relaxed posture.
"Master Gong, pull us out quickly!" Tan Mingyuan shouted anxiously like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, not realizing how abnormal their actions were for a moment. Seeing this, other team members also called for help, and the scene became chaotic.
Gong Lixin sat on the rock without moving, staring at them quietly with a pair of dark starry eyes, neither joy nor sorrow, nor fear nor surprise, with an indifferent and disdainful attitude that made people dare not look directly at them.
This is the Ling Ran aura that only top experts can have, and it makes people want to surrender involuntarily. Tan Mingyuan's pupils contracted violently for a moment, and then he vaguely thought that such Gong Lixin would definitely not be a playboy. The momentum change he felt just now was not his illusion.
But the current situation no longer allowed him to think deeply, and the earth-type zombies lurking underground began to act. It suddenly stretched out its sharp claws from the sand, dragging a team member down. There was a blood-curdling gnawing and roaring sound from the bunker the crew had sunk into, and blood-stained sand spewed from the bottom of the pit. The strong smell of blood spread in the sand, stimulating the nerves of the trapped people.
Their legs and feet were weak, their legs were trembling, and they called for help even more anxiously. However, Gong Lixin still didn't move, and his team members also watched quietly, with indifferent expressions as if they were watching a farce. After seeing so much life and death, their hearts have already been as hard as iron. Even the eleven-year-old Sun Jie, under the appearance of a child, has already changed a heart of vicissitudes and indifference.
The team members were dragged into the quicksand and eaten by the zombies one by one. In less than half an hour, only 18 of the 27 were left. Tan Mingyuan spoke again, with a trembling tone of despair, "Young Master Gong, I beg you to save me and my brother. Don't worry, I will never reveal your true strength." After all, Tan Mingyuan still has some brains to understand this People who hide their strength must want to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, so they immediately expressed their attitude. After all, death is imminent, and he has no other way out.
"Save them, they're all dead, and we're the only ones left to go back alive and it's hard to explain." Lin Wenbo said softly, looking at Gong Lixin with questioning eyes.
"Well, let's save it." Gong Lixin nodded, flew out, grabbed Tan Mingyuan's arm and brought him out of the quicksand, and landed on a tree opposite.
Tan Mingyuan was thrown onto a thick tree trunk by Gong Lixin, with a dazed expression. This is yourself, is this rescued? So fast and so easy? He looked at the quicksand under the tree and thought in a daze.
Without waiting for him to come back to his senses, Gong Lixin tapped his toes, flew down again, and dragged another member of the team to land on the opposite rock. At the same time, Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo no longer suppressed their abilities. One released a fire bomb, piercing through the zombie's sharp claws protruding from the quicksand, and rescued a team member who was about to be dragged down. The steel cable wrapped around the waist of a team member, quickly pulled him out of the quicksand, and dragged him onto the rock.
Song Haoran frequently fired bullets to cover, while Gong Lixin and Lin Wenbo quickly scooped up people. Under the tacit cooperation of the three, all eighteen team members were successfully rescued and placed on nearby rocks or trees. A group of people sat in the same place, all with an expression of being in shock and surviving after a catastrophe.
"No, our stone is sinking." Gu Nan shouted loudly before they could catch their breath.
The prey they got was snatched away abruptly, and the earth-type zombies who had been hungry for a long time naturally refused to let it go, and immediately desertified the soil around the rocks where they lived, vowing to wipe out these people. The rock carried the weight of more than a dozen people, and it sank very fast. For the current plan, the only way to get out is to kill this zombie.
But the soil has turned into quicksand, there is nowhere to set foot, and the zombies hide in the ground and cannot come out, how to kill them? The faces of the eighteen people who had just been rescued from purgatory and fell to death turned pale again.
Gong Lixin frowned, and explained to the team members, "Don't move around, I'll kill it."
Tan Mingyuan's eyes flickered when he heard the words, secretly weighing Gong Lixin's level of strength. He can also be so calm and composed when facing the zombies of the third level, and his words are calm and confident. Could it be that Gong Shao's level is above the lower level of the third level? If it is true, should I switch sides? He thought to himself, his eyes fixed on Gong Lixin.
Before Gong Lixin finished speaking, he jumped off the rock and stepped on the sand. The eighteen people who were not familiar with him all showed horrified expressions, and then were dumbfounded. I saw him walking steadily on the sand, leaving no footprints, as if he was weightless air.
"Wow, there is no trace of treading the sand! I almost forgot, Mr. Gong is a wind element, he can use the wind to float in the air!" Ma Jun thought he had a plan, and said loudly. After saying that, he patted Gu Nan on the shoulder and asked curiously, "Hey, can you fly?"
Gu Nan looked at Gong Shao's ethereal figure with burning eyes, shook his head and said, "Not yet, to fly freely against the wind like Gong Shao, at least get four low-level low-level. At present, I can only climb a wall, jump a building or something."
Ma Jun patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement. The chat between the two set off a storm in the hearts of the eighteen people in the prison, especially Tan Mingyuan, whose knife scar on the bridge of his nose was a little distorted. Level four low-level? How can it be? There must be something wrong with my hearing. While thinking, he stretched out his little finger and picked his ears.
But soon, Gong Lixin used facts to prove that it was not that they were hard of hearing, but that they lacked the courage to face reality.
Walking quietly on the sandy ground, feeling that the zombies lurking underground had stopped moving, Gong Lixin raised his hand and slapped his feet. A small crater was formed in the soft sand by his palm. Feeling the vibration from the ground, the hungry zombie immediately dived towards that place, its sharp claws sticking out of the sand, trying to drag the prey down, but it was in vain.
Gong Lixin was waiting for this moment, he grabbed the zombie's wrist with his backhand, and pulled it out from the ground. Without waiting for it to react, the other hand pointed like a knife, and ruthlessly inserted between its brows, piercing its skull, pinching its crystal nucleus and pulling it out easily.
Shaking off the red, white and white brains in his hands, Gong Lixin casually threw the dead zombie aside, like throwing away a piece of trash. As its life dissipated, the ground changed from light yellow sand to dark brown soil inch by inch, but the layer of weeds growing on it had sunk into the ground, leaving it bare.
It took less than half a minute to kill a third-level low-level earth-type zombie, and the shots were clean and neat, as effortless as crushing an ant. what does that mean? This means that the level difference between Young Master Gong and this zombie is at least one level! In this way, Young Master Gong is indeed a fourth-level low-level ability user! Tan Mingyuan recovered from the shock, and he already had a plan in his heart.
He quickly slid down from the tree trunk, took out the two wind crystal cores he took from Li Dongsheng and handed them over, and said respectfully, "Young Master Gong, I was the one who was rude earlier, so I will return these two crystal cores to you. "After saying that, he turned his eyes around the different-colored pupils of Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo, and his heart beat wildly.
One low-level four and two low-level three, not to mention killing eighteen of them, even Bao Long and Kang Zhengyuan would be a matter of minutes. He had to be a hero who knows the times to live longer . After thinking about it, he secretly gave his team members a look, no surprise, everyone nodded in unison, and chose to cling to Young Master Gong. In the current world, it is a universally recognized truth that the strong are respected.
Gong Lixin did not refuse, took the crystal nucleus and threw it towards Gu Nan and Cao Yanan, and then threw the third-level low-level earth system crystal nucleus in his hand to Sun Tiantian. Sun Tiantian caught it in a hurry, her cheeks flushed with excitement. With this crystal nucleus, she can quickly advance to the third level and become one of the strong ones. If she encounters a situation like today, she can petrify the ground, force the zombies out and kill them, without much labor.
"Don't look at it. There will be more and more third-level zombies in the future, and everyone will have high-level crystal nuclei." Lin Wenbo saw that Sun Tiantian was flushed with envy and hatred from his teammates, and tightly clutched the crystal nuclei in his pocket for fear. As if being robbed, he opened his mouth funny.
Gong Lixin nodded, and said seriously, "Well, this time it happens to be an earth element, next time we will see which one of you has better luck. Let's go."
Everyone immediately cheered when they heard the words, their spirits were very high, they jumped off the rocks and ran towards the off-road vehicle on the side of the road. Now it is Gong Shao who guards them, and when they become stronger, they will be able to guard Gong Shao wholeheartedly.
Seeing Young Master Gong's generosity to the team members, Tan Mingyuan and the others felt relieved, thinking to themselves that they really did not follow the wrong person. This kind of bearing is worthy of being called a strong man. Compared with Gong Shaoyi, Bao Long is simply a scum.