Bullet Ant

  The narrow corridor was filled with the mournful cries of bald heads, more terrifying than the sound of pigs being slaughtered, as if someone was cutting flesh with a knife. I couldn't care about the white bones lying on the ground anymore, and didn't have any time to study them. I turned around and retreated, desperately crawling back.

  Just listening to Guang's heart-wrenching voice, my heart is already chilled. I don't want to endure that kind of suffering. Moreover, I don't know what thing came, only knowing to run quickly, if not running, there will be trouble. As for what kind of trouble, just listen to Guang's tone and you'll know.

  There's no sign of Little Skinny Monkey ahead. This kid, as soon as there's danger, actually runs faster than me.

  Damn it, no one cares about my safety.

  What I said before was for my safety, damn it, looking at this kid, he's just a coward.

  "Damn it, hurry up and climb... Ah, my mom, I'm dying of pain." Baldy cursed, his voice suppressed, hoarse breathing sounded like he was suppressing extreme pain.

  "I know." I muttered, using my hands and feet, crawling forward.

  Suddenly, my butt was kicked hard, and the bald man kicked me with all his might, cursing: "Damn it."

  At this moment, I couldn't help but want to curse out loud, but just as I turned my head, I saw the light not far away. I thought to myself, "I'm almost out of the cave!" As soon as I thought of this, I felt like I had been injected with chicken blood, and I crawled forward with all my might.

  Just as I was about to climb up to the entrance of the cave and was ready to take a step forward, my butt was suddenly kicked by someone.

  Only heard the bald head's voice changed greatly, one side kicked me out, while hastily saying: "Quickly, can't hold on!"

  My body is big and my head is small, it's one meter high from the outside to the ground, my head just sticks out, but my shoulders can't get out, this kick uses a lot of force, originally I was kneeling, with a kick on my head, I was kicked all the way down, the whole person was rubbed out of the hole and fell out, almost suffocating me.

  I didn't have much respect for bald people in the first place, but at this moment, I couldn't help but curse: "Damn you, baldy, are you trying to kill me?"

  And then he kicked me a few more times, and the bald head jumped down to where I fell, and unfortunately landed on my body. I fell pretty hard, although the bald head looked small, but this fall was like being hit by a big rock, it hurt so much that I gritted my teeth.

  The bald head crawled down from my body, completely losing its usual calmness and silence. After I finished scolding, he also lost his composure and cursed: "You almost got me killed, hurry up and crawl forward, those things have all reached the anus."

  Ass mouth?

  I was startled for a moment, and the image of a bald head with a rotten butt flashed through my mind. Suddenly, I felt like even my little brother was in pain, extremely egg-painful.

  I was going to go, what a ghost thing, a pair of red eyeballs, standing at the entrance staring at me dead, for a moment, I felt myself shorter by half.

  At the same time, Baldy pulled out a small submachine gun and swept it wildly at the ghostly thing that was rushing over. The sound of gunfire was incessant, making those who heard it tremble with fear. However, the ghostly thing flapped its wings and easily dodged the bullets that whizzed past.

  Damn it, this thing has wings too, not a single bullet hit it, all wasted.

  "Damn, this thing won't be able to see through my thoughts with those eyes, will it?" Baldy's legs buckled and he knelt on the ground, his two eyes fixed unblinkingly on the ghostly thing hovering above his head, opening his mouth in incredulity.

  Before I could even be surprised, I thought of raising my head to look at that thing. As soon as I raised my head, I was so scared that my face turned pale and my legs went soft, and I knelt down directly. That ghostly thing stopped above my head, close enough for me to hear the sound of its black wings vibrating. At that moment, my scalp felt numb. I saw the mouth of that thing opening and closing, wouldn't it want to bite me?

  This thing's appearance is not much different from an ant, only its body is dozens of times larger than an ant, a full seven centimeters long. With such a clumsy body and those small black wings, it can actually take off and fly around.

  "This is an ant." Baldy said with a vicious tone while touching his own leg.

  Ants, I was shocked when I logged in, giant ants?

  Still mutated ants?

  Which one is it? I don't have the extra time to distinguish, because on my head there's an ant that's staring at my brain with a drooling expression, as if it wants to swallow me. At this moment, I dare not move, afraid that the ant will attack my forehead like a hornet, and I'll be dead.

  I remembered when Baldy first found this ant, he let out a heart-wrenching shriek. I think it's probably because the ant had bitten him, and my heart turned cold.

  No, I was screaming in my heart, who knows if this mutant ant would be highly toxic? I lowered my head, and just caught a glimpse of the stone on the ground with the corner of my eye. I carefully picked it up, then slowly raised my head, and suddenly came face to face with the red eyes of that mutant ant. At first, I was stunned, and then without saying a word, I swung the stone and smashed it down violently. The mutant ant was too close, and was hit by the stone, its face covered in blood. It let out a pained scream, opened its big mouth, and the stench from its mouth almost knocked me unconscious.

  But after the stone was thrown down, the mutated ant didn't die and flew away with a large vibration of its wings to another place, but still within my visible range. Following the principle of cutting the grass and eliminating the roots, I immediately grasped the stone again, preparing to smash it on its head once more. As a result, before I could take action, I was pulled by a force and thrown to one side.

  I fell so hard that my lungs almost came out, every bone in my body responded with a loud crack. I slightly moved my body and a sharp pain pierced through my flesh. At this moment, I furiously cursed: "Damn it, do you want to kill me?..."

  "Damn it, aren't you afraid of death? You can't beat it, and if it bites you once, you won't be able to move!" Xiao Shou Hou cursed instinctively, I don't know where he came from, he pushed me and I fell onto the empty ground beside us. The mutated ant that was flapping its wings was still flying above my head.

  When I heard what the thin monkey said, my hands subconsciously gripped the stone tightly. If that mutated ant dared to fly down, I would definitely smash it to death.

  That mutant ant kept hovering above my scalp, its two bright red eyes staring straight at my forehead, and it even moved its mouth as if ready to start a meal. At this point, I was so scared that I lost all reaction.

  The little monkey got up from the ground, seeing this situation, my face twisted, I was panicked in my heart, my eyes looked around randomly, wishing that a teleportation portal would suddenly appear and quickly transport me out of here. But this is obviously not very likely, such things only happen in games. However, when I took another look, I really saw a door, it was that iron gate that had been sealed off, a large black iron lock tightly isolating the door.

  My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately said: "Little skinny monkey, let's go in and hide for now, think of how to get rid of it."

  I gave a signal to the bald man, hinting that he should use his gun to divert the ants' attention. The bald man was also a quick-witted person and immediately understood my intention. He swiftly turned the submachine gun in his hand, aiming it at the top of my head. When I saw the gun, my heart sank for a moment. If this guy wasn't careful, I would definitely be fed bullets.

  Fortunately, it was just my imagination. The bald man had just pulled the trigger and fired several shots at that ant. In the instant when I dodged the bullets aimed at that ant, Monkey and I immediately went to turn the iron latch on the iron door.

  This door is special, not using ordinary iron bolts, but a round one, similar to the steering wheel of a large truck. To open it, you must turn the iron lock to a certain position, but this thing is too stubborn, and with two people together, our palms are sweating profusely as we try to turn it, but it only moves slowly.

  I'm so angry I could curse, this broken iron door is designed to be so tight, what the hell did the owner of this grave put inside?

  Just then, the ant had flown to our heads, I took a look and my hair stood on end. I didn't even bother to turn the iron bolt, picked up the gun in my hand and shouted: "Hurry up and open this thing, I'll cover you."

  The little monkey coughed twice and made a humming noise in its throat. It was clear that it had used up all its strength.

  That ant dodged the bullet with ease, I was shooting while watching, and the bald man next to me was still holding a small pistol, but his target was another ant.

  Damn it, one ant was already hard enough to deal with, and now another one has come.