Daomu Biji

I don’t know what this thing is. It seems to be a big giant salamander. I have eaten it in my hometown before, but I have never seen it beaten like this. It looks very scary. Easy reading on mobile phone: αp.k As for the flashlight, my temple jumped when I saw it. It was the old yellow leather flashlight I used when I was naked diving.

This must have been brought down by Fatty and the others. Looking at the thread on the giant salamander, it must have been tied up by someone. Could it be the work of Fatty and the others?

As soon as my mind turned around, I immediately understood what was going on. No one would do this out of nowhere. Fatty probably wanted others to notice the giant salamander.

Are they trapped somewhere and have no choice but to seek help this way?

I never thought that the blue light was emitted by something like this. Damn it! Why did the flashlight light turn green?

As soon as he relaxed, he suddenly became limp and his whole body felt relaxed. It seems that what I thought was right, they really had an adventure underwater, and they are probably still alive now, but they are trapped somewhere and have to seek help in this way. There is probably air in this place, but it is blocked by who.

Although I don’t know what Fatty and Menyoupin went through underwater and how they got there, it feels great to be able to take them off and they are probably still alive!

With Fatty's ghostly character, the giant salamander may have clues about their current situation, so he must be caught. But it's very inconvenient for people to use their hands and feet underwater, and looking at the speed of that thing swimming, I'm afraid it will be quite difficult.

The giant salamander is the dominant fish in the water. It bites very hard, and its head is too big. If I take one bite, I might have to bite my fingers.

do not care! No matter how hard you try, you have to try it.

I raised the spur and swam over slowly, as slowly as possible, but only got closer to more than one meter. With a swish, the thing suddenly swung its tail and swam six or seven meters out like lightning, stopping on the other side of the bricks. .

Depend on! Even if I use a harpoon on the shore, I may not be able to hit this thing, let alone I have to catch it with my hands in the water now. Fortunately, it seemed docile and did not attack.

I wanted to try again and continued to slowly move closer to it. This time I was almost close to it, but the moment I stretched out my hand, it quickly flashed to another place.

I immediately realized that I couldn't catch this kind of thing underwater. The water flow formed by its sliding tail was very strong. It was not difficult to imagine how powerful the explosive force was. Even if I caught it in my hand, I probably wouldn't be able to stop it with my strength.

The oxygen lamp sounded an alarm. I was a little impatient and looked around with a flashlight, trying to find anything that could be used as a tool.

But there was nothing around, and those iron warriors were so heavy that I couldn't lift them even if they were useful.

As soon as his thoughts changed, he thought of the military thorn he had brought down. This can be said to be my spiritual support, although I have never used it.

I really don't want to hurt this giant salamander, it is a living thing after all, but at this time, I am extremely anxious and can't care so much anymore. Once a person's viciousness rises, all pity is empty talk.

I swam over again, raising the spur as if to nail it to death. Even if it couldn't be nailed to death, at least it was injured and couldn't swim so fast anymore.

It stopped at the foot of the iron frame and lay on the blue bricks above. I held my breath and slowly floated over like a floating corpse, getting closer and closer. Seeing that he was only half an arm away from it, he raised the military spur in his hand extremely slowly, like a slow motion movie, moved it to a similar position, and wanted to stab it.

Maybe my murderous intention was sensed by the giant salamander, and it swished forward a few centimeters. At the same time, I felt cruel and stabbed its tail with a military thorn.

The thing's tail was full of flesh, and it rolled up in pain. It was so strong that the spurs almost came off. I chased after him and grabbed the flashlight, but the resistance underwater was too great and I couldn't catch it properly. The salamander broke off its tail and swam six to seven meters like flying. This time, it didn't stop and headed towards the brick. fled to the other side of the room.

Without its tail, its speed slowed down significantly.

I swung my flippers and chased him in. I almost caught him several times, but the accuracy of such a catch was too low when I was in the water. I always escaped from him when I thought I was sure to succeed. After chasing for dozens of meters in this way, I had been underwater for such a long time, and my physical strength could not keep up.

I bit down on the respirator, held on to the iron frame with my hands, and reluctantly followed. The green light suddenly turned and disappeared. He rushed towards it along the disappearing arc and saw a hole in the green brick on the wall. He stretched his hand in and immediately touched the flashlight, but he couldn't get it out no matter how hard he grabbed it.

The giant salamander must be clinging to the brick wall inside.

I kicked up my feet. Holding against both sides of the bricks, he used all his body weight to roll back. His hands suddenly loosened and the flashlight was pulled out. The whole person then somersaulted out and hit the iron frame behind.

After finally stabilizing my posture, I looked in my hand and saw that the rope tied to the flashlight turned out to be the nylon thread on the fat man's travel bag. The thing couldn't bear the strength and broke.

I used a search light to shine on the hole again. I found that the giant salamander was nestled inside and seemed to be unwilling to come out. I was too lazy to care anymore and hurriedly put the flashlight under the search light to see if the fat man had done anything else. Sure enough, there were a few words engraved on it: sos, follow the siphon tide.

Turning it over, there is a line of small words at the back, but it can no longer be seen clearly.