Amidst the billowing smoke, a figure walked out.
Dugu Lang, who lost half of his face in the bombing, stood in front of the damaged wall and straightened his tattered clothes, and then looked around with ghostly eyes.
"I want the lives of all of you!" Dugu Lang roared.
The sound was like a lone wolf roaring.
Song Ziyu, who was dragging Xu Yingnan through the darkness, was so frightened that he never expected that this guy would be so tyrannical!
Can't even dynamite blow it up?
Is that human being?
Although Song Ziyu was horrified, he had no more time to think about this problem!
Escape is urgent now.
Song Ziyu looked around and found that behind the Ma family's warehouse was a dead cemetery. The numerous tombstones and dead trees seemed to tell the story of the Ma family's past.
Song Ziyu, who was already quite familiar with the terrain of Longshan, felt a huge sense of despair.
It seemed that he had escaped and ascended to heaven, but he didn't.
This cemetery is located on the top side of Longshan Mountain. This area has not escaped the enemy's encirclement.
In other words... this is still a damn dead end.
Song Ziyu could even see the enemy figures outside the cemetery.
Just when he was in a state of chaos, a voice came from the cemetery.
"Xiao Song, don't be in a daze, come this way!"
It was Ma Senming's voice.
Song Ziyu looked back and found Ma Senming waving to him not far away.
Picking up Xu Yingnan who had fallen into a coma, Song Ziyu quickly caught up with Ma Senming.
"This way!" Ma Senming walked toward the depths of the cemetery, passing through the tombs.
Finally, several people stopped in front of an inconspicuous tomb.
Song Ziyu discovered that this tomb was different from other tombs in the cemetery. Its tombstone was actually made of metal.
Ma Shengming didn't hide anything. He took out a mysterious card and inserted it into the card slot of the tombstone.
Accompanied by a flash of light!
The grave bag in front of the tombstone actually cracked a door.
Song Ziyu looked in front of him in shock.
What kind of tomb is there in front of me? It is clearly a very high-end alloy door!
The tombstone touches and the door opens and closes. This is an intelligently controlled alloy door.
Song Ziyu had only seen things of this level in movies. Even in a civilized world with highly developed industries, he had never had such an experience in reality.
This is too advanced, beyond imagination.
"Xiao Song, what are you doing standing still? Hurry in! The enemy is catching up!" Ma Senming urged anxiously.
Song Ziyu came to his senses and realized that there was no time for him to be in a daze.
The pursuers are coming!
To stay in a daze is to wait for death.
Song Ziyu hugged Xu Yingnan and rushed into the "grave".
The door flashed with fluorescent light and then closed.
…
After about five minutes, the enemy searched the place and saw only broken mud seals and cracked graves.
"They did escape inside!" Ma Zhiheng followed Kong Youfang like a pug.
"What is this place?"
Kong Youfang looked at the tombstones around him and asked.
Ma Zhiheng quickly explained: "President Kong, this is the family cemetery of our Ma family. There is a secret room here..."
As he spoke, murderous intent swept over him. Dugu Lang walked to the iron gate and looked around with sinister eyes.
At this time, Dugu Lang had been brutally disfigured.
Although Dugu Lang used his tyrannical ability to resist the bomb detonated by Zhao Yuanba, his face was blown to pieces and could not be recovered.
Dugu Lang, who originally looked gentle and gentle, now looks like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"You mean they are all hiding inside?" Dugu Lang stared at Ma Zhiheng with his eyeballs that had lost their sockets. His protruding eyes were thickly bloodshot and creepy.
Facing Dugu Lang's gaze, Ma Zhiheng felt chills all over his body.
"Yes, they must be hiding inside." Ma Zhiheng said quickly: "The top of Longshan is so big. We have cast a dragnet. They have no other choice but to enter this secret room."
Ma Zhiheng felt that if he spoke slowly, he might be strangled to death by Dugu Lang!
Hearing Ma Zhiheng's words, Dugu Lang pointed at the grave and said: "Open it! Immediately!"
Ma Zhiheng stammered and explained: "Mr. Dugu, as long as this door is locked from the inside, it cannot be opened from the outside... I tried it a long time ago."
"Then blow it up for me!" Dugu Lang said fiercely: "After catching these guys, I will make their bones into decorations, so that I can dispel the hatred in my heart!"
Upon hearing Dugu Lang's order, the crusaders gathered behind him quickly brought explosives and began to blast the alloy door.
However, after the violent explosions, the dark metal door remained motionless.
The intensity of the explosive cannot damage the alloy door at all.
"Asshole, is there nothing we can do?" Dugulang grabbed Ma Zhiheng and asked.
"There must be another way out of this place, right? Tell me now, or I'll tear off your head." Dugu Lang threatened Ma Zhiheng with extreme cruelty.
In front of this murderous god, Ma Zhiheng was frightened to death.
"Mr. Dugu, calm down! In fact, it doesn't matter even if you can't blow open the door, because there is a dead end inside."
"A dead end?" Dugu Lang was stunned.
"Yes, that's right." Ma Zhiheng nodded like a fool: "There is no way out of this secret room. As long as they can't get out, they will starve to death inside!"
"Really?" Dugu Lang was stunned when he heard this, not believing what Ma Zhiheng said.
"It's absolutely true, Mr. Dugu, I swear on my own head." Ma Zhiheng said: "There is really no way out from this place. They will destroy themselves by hiding in it... It's just a matter of time."
"Okay, I'll just believe you for now!"
Dugu Lang's eyes that looked like a butcher's knife finally moved away from Ma Zhiheng.
Then, Dugu Lang turned around and said to the people around him: "Don't stop, let me dig from here. I want to see what this secret room looks like."
After hearing what Dugu Lang said, the men began to dig non-stop.
Looking at his busy men, Dugu Lang snorted and walked away.
…
Behind the alloy door, Song Ziyu laid Xu Yingnan flat on the ground, and then looked around blankly.
The environment here is very special.
All materials on the floor, walls and ceiling are made of rare metals.
Above his head, the cold night condenser lamp exudes a dim yellow light.
In the distance, a dim narrow road slowly extends towards the direction of the location...
Song Ziyu withdrew his gaze and looked at Xu Yingnan again.
Xu Yingnan was unconscious at this time, and there was no response no matter how he called.
"Xu Yingnan, hold on!" Song Ziyu called.
