Chapter 1647 The plight of the mourning soldiers
Not unarmed, the rescue team trapped below is, in theory, a group of out-and-out superhuman beings.
And it's well prepared.
What's more, his thoughts are not pure.
As we all know, people who think crookedly tend to think too much. It seems impossible that Mr. Huang and others have no foresight of possible dangers.
Although we can foresee the degree of danger before us, it seems impossible before we pay.
So as early as when he came in, Fu Qian could imagine a scene, that is, the trapped team was struggling for life using methods and tools that were prepared in advance but not so powerful.
Such as in front of me.
There were six people in total. Mr. Huang was not here, but there was still a familiar face and a relatively familiar aura.
The familiar faces among them were even somewhat similar to Mr. Huang's. It was Huang Lezhan who had participated in the siege of him before.
If I remember correctly, his strength is even better than that of Mr. Huang Leji, and he is almost the number one master of the Huang family in Xiyuan, except for the blood lion from Lijia.
And the top expert who was standing aside to supervise the work seemed to be the first to notice him. The look he was looking at at this moment was obviously very unkind.
Of course, this outpouring of emotion was not responded to. Fu Qian didn't even look at him, but his eyes fell on that familiar aura.
He has a slender body, blue clothes and trousers, and a sharp chin that is easy to impress.
The only woman in the team, and the only one working as a supervisor besides Mr. Huang Lezhan, was looking at her with only slightly less severe eyes.
The reason why the aura is familiar is also very simple. It is almost certain that this person is the owner of the dispersing halo outside the Nightkeeper's base.
……
The probability of Miranda being the member of the Provincial Marriage Trio is high again.
Nodding slightly, considering that the other party did not say anything and the current character of the vicious wizard, Fu Qian did not greet him overly enthusiastically, but directly faced the scrutiny and continued to take a few steps.
The position where everyone is located can be regarded as the small flat ground under the long steps, with a parallel height that makes people feel a little relieved.
Therefore, Fu Qian's behavior did not cause any new wounds on his body.
Of course, a surge of tension is inevitable.
Even the person in the deepest part of the narrow hole had stopped what he was doing and turned around to be on full alert.
However, the most intuitive effect of this action is that it proves that all members of this team have failed without exception.
Looking at the blood flowers blooming on everyone's body, Fu Qian seemed to feel something tragic called mourning soldiers.
"Who are you?"
The next moment, the leader of the mourning soldiers finally spoke.
Brother Huang Lezhan, the double-flowered red stick, seemed to be covered in bright yellow, stimulating the human emperor's energy at full power, and no longer concealed any hostility during questioning.
I can't blame him for being rude. In such a desperate situation, the little flame of hope is already fluttering like a candle in the wind and cannot withstand any setbacks.
At this time, a strange face suddenly appeared. Not only was he extraordinary in appearance, but his posture was also unpredictable. How could one not be wary of him?
Although the descriptive content that follows is a bit of imagination, Fu Qian still gained a strong ability to empathize with it, so he has no intention of blaming him.
"Huang Lezhan?"
Of course, empathy does not mean that you must accept questioning. You are completely unafraid of the united hostility of the team. He frowned slightly before paying attention. It seemed that it was a little difficult to identify the other party because of the unique facial features of the Huang family.
"It seems I asked you first..."
Such a gesture obviously aroused disgust, but unfortunately Huang Lezhan seemed to be ready to take action at any time, but never moved in a gloomy tone. Fu Qian ignored him and turned to look at the person next to him.
"Miranda?"
In contrast, the time he spent thinking this time was even shorter, and he directly reported a name. "...who are you?"
As if she didn't expect that Fu Qian would suddenly turn his attention to herself, the lady with the pointed chin was slightly startled, glanced at Huang Lezhan subconsciously, and hesitated before speaking.
Although her rhetorical question was nothing new, combined with her tone and demeanor, it already fed back more information.
……
First of all, it was indeed Miranda, and secondly, the team atmosphere was not as harmonious as it seemed.
While the others were obviously taking turns digging, Huang Lezhan asked her to supervise the work together. It was probably not out of respect for the lady, but more like to prevent her from making small moves.
"Thank you."
While commenting in my heart, I kept my attitude as an expert and thanked him with a smile.
"What are you going to name this hole?"
Even the next moment, he took two steps forward and was almost standing in front of Huang Lezhan, looking at the project under construction.
"...If your Excellency is so uncooperative, then don't blame us for being rude."
As a person accustomed to giving orders, Huang Lezhan obviously found it difficult to accept such treatment as being treated as nothing, and his eyes were already full of murderous intent.
Even with his gestures as he spoke, all the people in the cave had already evacuated.
"Then what?"
Fu Qian, who was vaguely surrounded, asked in a chatty tone.
"Then throw your bones into the blood pool over there, take advantage of this process to take a rest, and then continue to work on us."
However, a top magician can always easily arouse people's emotions.
After briefly thinking about the problem for a few seconds, Huang Lezhan's reply was quite sincere.
"With even slimmer hope."
Of course, it's one thing to be in the right mood. Huang Lezhan obviously didn't mention some key points in his answer, so he casually helped him complete it before paying.
"What do you mean?"
Although he vaguely felt that it was inappropriate to ask this question, the other party was too dignified and the murderous intention that Huang Lezhan mobilized was not enough to support immediate action, so he had to give in.
"I will not comment on your survival methods."
Fu Qian shook his head, seemingly not surprised by his reaction, and pointed at his body.
"However, the height that everyone can go up is certain. Any extra blood shed in other ways means that this value is being lost."
As if reviewing a math problem, Fu Qian's gaze passed over everyone's face.
"Are you confident that you will not lose yourself in getting rid of me? Or are you prepared to only lose yourself? Or are you confident that you will not lose yourself?"
……
Things like sowing dissension always depend on timing.
During PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, the three questions asked before me were undoubtedly very sharp and sharp in my ears.
And with his sweeping gaze, almost everyone's face turned pale visibly.
The main opponent's statement is really difficult to refute, and the opponent's posture, and even the performance of coming here alone, make it impossible to believe that they can win without damage.
It is far different from ordinary actions. Once you are injured here, it is meaningless even if others are willing to carry you.