Chapter 463 I’m so Scared

The ancient war hymn kept echoing in this narrow space. It was a roar from the soul, sonorous from the heart;

More than 2,000 years ago, this Qin army left their capital Xianyang, left Hangu Pass, and headed westward, overcoming thorns and thorns, and finally reached the depths of Tibet, which was still an uncivilized wasteland at that time;

No one knows the purpose of this Qin army coming all the way here, and no one knows where the two angels detained in the prison car behind them came from, and no one knows what enemy they faced in the end. Eventually died in battle and were collectively frozen;

However, just look at the ugly appearance of these thousands of Tibetan ancestors prostrate themselves on the ground and kowtow in worship, and then look at the high-spirited attacking posture of this Qin army;

It can be found that this Qin army has been practicing their beliefs, practicing their style, and practicing their oath and promise to Zulong when they left Hangu Pass in the east;

No matter who the enemy is, no matter how powerful the enemy is,

Only one war song accompanies them:

"Jiujiu and Lao Qin fought against the national calamity together.

The old Qin Dynasty restored our rivers and mountains.

There will be no truce until the blood is shed dry!

Now there is the Great Qin, which is rising like the sun;

Qin has sharp men, who can compete with him? "

Su Bai listened to the voice that echoed in his ears. Even though he was a vampire, he felt a sense of passion and heroism at this moment. The old man next to him who was holding the Soul Resurrection Bell was actually in tears. flow all over face;

Since this professor has managed to become a senior audience member, he is definitely not a kind person. He must have done a lot of dirty things involving murder and arson. It is not impossible for him to even disrespect a female teacher and a female student in the school. But perhaps because of his professional expertise, he is deeply obsessed with history. At least at this time, his tears are not hypocrisy or pretense.

Even Fatty, the guy who usually laughs and laughs, had a rare serious expression when he heard this song.

The blood-raising man is holding a halberd, his fingers trembling slightly. The halberd is a very ancient weapon. Being able to choose it as his natural weapon shows that he is also a nostalgic person.

The woman in the down jacket also stood up slightly.

The one who was in the worst situation was probably Klaus. In fact, all the other audience members present had their suspicions and wariness. Those old lamas didn't show up. It was obvious that there was something wrong, or it was the old lamas themselves. If something goes wrong, there is no way to show up, or he is stirring up bad things and preparing to scheme against people. How can there be any fool who can reach the level of a senior audience?

And everyone knows that the probability of the latter is higher, because from a normal person's perspective, if something happens to you, such as being damaged or unable to come, how can you give the good things you discovered to others to enjoy?

The two angels were kneeling in the damaged prison car. Their feathers were being extinguished, their remaining flesh and blood was dissipating, and their breath was like moths flying into the flame. They seemed to be still strong, but they were already strong on the outside but dry on the inside. A handful of dry firewood, after burning to the maximum extent, is actually very close to being extinguished.

Klaus looked around. He was looking for traces of those lamas, but he couldn't find them. Maybe these lamas were really injured and couldn't come. The Sanskrit sounds and golden snowflakes just now should be that Several lamas had arranged a trick here in advance, but as the war song sounded, the two ancient angels knelt down and died. This directly put Klaus in the spotlight!

The war songs gradually became lower. The Qin army was still frozen. They had not changed at all. Just like the previous two thousand years, they would continue to stand in this posture, just like the poplars in the desert. Go on, even if they are dead, even if there are no enemies in front of them, their beliefs will never change. Even if their souls return two thousand years after their death, they will still sing "Jiujiao Lao Qin, we will fight against the national calamity together." "The generosity!

The woman in down continued to take a dozen steps back, and the man in T-shirt also took a few steps forward. These two people directly blocked Klaus's retreat;

The fat man looked at the man named Zhou and said, "Wanwan, you are finished."

The young man surnamed Zhou shook his head, "I just happened to drive over with him on the same road, so I saw him half a day earlier than you."

After saying that, two handfuls of sand appeared in the hands of the young man named Zhou. The sand waved and scattered in front of Klaus, further blocking Klaus's room to move.

When the war song was completely silent, and when the two angels turned into dust, the old man in the audience took a deep breath, then turned around, looked at Klaus, and shouted:

"He who is not of my race will be killed! Now everyone knows that he wants to kill us, so we should not be polite. According to the cause and effect of the broadcast, everyone should come together and kill him;

As for the things here, since the Qin army is here, it proves that they are Chinese things and Chinese things. They have nothing to do with these black devils and red-haired ghosts, and they have nothing to do with those traitors who do not regard themselves as Chinese. Relationship, we can redistribute the things here. Let’s kill this outsider first! "

As expected of an old university professor, this theory goes hand in hand, and he directly characterizes this place as his own.

However, according to the cause and effect of the broadcast, when everyone knew that Klaus brought everyone here deliberately and wanted to kill everyone with the return of the two angels, they could actually take action against him, or even... kill him.

As for what Klaus said before, it was an unintentional act. This was an excuse to face the radio after the incident was completed. The broadcast would indeed reduce the penalty for this, but now that the incident has not occurred, the listeners he originally wanted to trick are still alive. .

Just like what happened at the foot of the Purple Mountain, if Subai Gyatso and the three monks had been next to the Purple Mountain instead of returning to Shanghai, they could have come over and killed those lamas who tried to kill themselves and others. Oh, it's okay. The reason why those lamas ran back immediately was not because they were afraid of punishment from the broadcast, but because they were worried about the revenge from Su Bai and others, so they hurriedly fled back to their hometown.

Su Bai relaxed his neck and looked at the black man in front of him. To be honest, Su Bai's hands were itchy.

"Kill me, and I guarantee that none of you can get out." Klaus also calmed down his previous panic at this time, and his black face made it easier to hide emotions than yellow people.

However, there were all human beings present, how could they not see that he was scared?

"Let me leave, otherwise, everything will be ruined." Klaus warned.

"Are you mentally retarded?" The fat man rolled up his sleeves and walked up. "Hey, it turns out that black people generally have low IQs."

The woman in the down jacket and the man in the T-shirt began to approach step by step. A ruler also appeared in the old man's hand, and the ruler exuded a green light.

Even the young man surnamed Zhou has already made up his mind and started to use the sand on the ground to form a formation.

obviously,

Let you go?

impossible!

Taking a deep breath, a smile appeared on the corner of Klaus's mouth. This smile seemed a little crazy and a little hysterical. Looking at his expression at this time, it really fit the saying "a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry".

"The habit of listeners is to leave themselves a trump card in everything. This is common to both Eastern and Western listener circles." Something like a remote control appeared in Klaus's hand, "Because before I I don’t know if the promises made by those old lamas can be fulfilled, and I don’t know if these two angels can really kill all of you as they said. Therefore, I have arranged some back-up tactics in advance. On the cliff, I placed some TNT explosives in advance.

You should know how deep this crack is. As an audience, it took us an hour and a half to climb down. Just imagine, what would happen if I detonated those explosives?

Unless you have a teleportation scroll with space attributes in your hands, and it must be of intermediate level or above, even advanced listeners will be buried alive and crushed into pulp!

Intermediate space teleportation scroll. This thing is extremely expensive and has no market. Which of you has it? I see, there aren’t any, right? "

Klaus gently waved the button in his hand. It seemed that at this time, he finally calmed down.

"Now, you have two choices. One is to continue coming up and prepare to kill me, and then I will drag you to be buried with you, crushed by boulders, and buried alive deep underground.

The other one, just let me leave. You know, if I leave, there is no way I can detonate the explosives. Because I deliberately and directly kill so many senior listeners, I will definitely be pulled into the world of punishment stories and killed by the broadcast. , but if I can’t survive, the punishment of broadcasting will be meaningless to me, right?

The choice is in your hands, it depends on whether you are afraid of death? "

Klaus shrugged his shoulders and even laughed, because he knew the audience too well. Cherish life, cherish life. Besides cherishing life, cherish life!

At this time, Klaus was very glad that he did not listen to the nonsense of those old lamas and kept his own methods. Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago, and his magic weapon would have been plundered to benefit others.

The scene fell into silence for a while, and the woman in the down jacket and the man in the T-shirt stopped approaching.

"Hehehe..."

As soon as laughter came from the crowd,

"I'm so scared."

The laughter came from Su Bai, who was walking towards Klaus through the man in the T-shirt and the woman in the down jacket, covering his chest with one hand, as if he was overjoyed.

The young man surnamed Zhou suddenly found that the fat man next to him was trembling, and the fat on his face began to tremble. He asked with some confusion: "Qiangguo man, what's wrong with you?"

"He...he..." The fat man raised his finger and pointed at Su Bai's back, speaking a little incoherently.

"Didn't he come up to negotiate?" said the young man surnamed Zhou. Obviously, not only him, but also the elderly audience, the man in the T-shirt, the woman in the down jacket, and even the black man Klaus all felt that Su Bai came up to negotiate. Now , I just said a few harsh words to save face so that I can step down easily. I will have to give in for my own life later.

"Lovely Wanwan...you are so naive..."

The fat man took a deep breath, his nose and tears almost fell down, and his whole face was filled with tears.