Chapter 2979

His personality was similar to Fatty's; both were the straightforward type. It wasn't that he wanted to question Zhang Lin about anything, but if he had such doubts, he would inevitably ask them.

Because Zhang Lin hadn't told everyone directly that Su Nan must follow; instead, he used some subtext to tell Yang Lusi.

Clearly, Yang Lusi had already understood what Zhang Lin had expressed and had passed it on very clearly to her teammates.

Everyone maintained that vigilance and continued to move forward, and just at this moment, they suddenly heard a roar coming from the distance, and everyone stopped in their tracks.

Peter was still carrying Uncle Ming on his back and had already knocked the other party unconscious. Even though Uncle Ming was destined to die, he still didn't intend to give up at this time and wanted to accompany Uncle Ming to finish this last journey.

After hearing the roar, Uncle Ming suddenly opened his eyes. Peter had no defenses at all; he had thought that under the premise of his own heavy strike, it was impossible for Uncle Ming to be awakened by any sound. But it was this judgment error at this moment—actually, Peter should have thought of this long ago.

The key lay in the poison Uncle Ming had, and this kind of toxin actually came from the spirit, so there was no telling when an accident would happen.

Just like the current situation, Peter hurriedly wanted to check Uncle Ming's condition, but he didn't expect that at this moment, Uncle Ming suddenly broke free from the rope he had tied him with.

And his strength had also increased by several points, suddenly running forward. He passed by the Second Archaeological Team, his figure extremely fast. According to normal habits, Yang Lusi would definitely have stopped the other party directly.

But following the previous events, Yang Lusi didn't care about Uncle Ming's life or death anymore. The roar was getting closer and closer.

The next moment, from the corner of the alley ahead, a giant striped jiao suddenly appeared!

Wang Kaixuan had fulfilled a prophecy earlier; this awkward situation had indeed occurred, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Every member of the Second Archaeological Team had no panic at all; for them, this kind of thing had long since become commonplace.

Whether it was Wang Zanghai or other Wang family members, or the archaeological team, their cognition was very clear: in tombs like this, the less danger that occurred, the more bizarre it was!

Just like before, everything was very quiet, and nothing happened; that was not something anyone could accept, and they even wanted to make other corresponding responses at certain times.

This was a major premise. If everything were calm and undisturbed, even every member of the Second Archaeological Team would fall into that kind of self-doubt: did they really go the wrong way?

And could this tomb itself not solve the curse crisis on them at all?

Fortunately, there was Zhang Lin as a foundation; all of this could be considered to have a bottom line. As long as there was a bottom line in their hearts, no matter what happened, they could accept it peacefully. For example, the current situation was just like that.

Everyone picked up the weapons in their hands, ready to fight. And just at this moment, Uncle Ming rushed straight over. This was completely inconsistent with the cowardice Uncle Ming had shown before.

Even under the impact of the spiritual toxin, Uncle Ming was also very timid, and he would even only spare no cost for his own life; he didn't care about other people's lives at all.

One could judge this from the death of Sister Hong. Although Uncle Ming was also very sad at first and shed tears, but to use Wang Kaixuan's words, that was crocodile tears; in reality, Uncle Ming didn't care about other people's lives at all.

Seeing Uncle Ming rush over, the Second Archaeological Team was also surprised for a moment, but soon, because of the reason that the other party was poisoned, everyone's expressions became very natural.

The next moment, Uncle Ming arrived in front of that lizard.

He still had explosives tied to his body, but Yang Lusi had destroyed all the detonators of these explosives from the very beginning!

Based on this point, unless Uncle Ming took out a lighter himself and forcibly ignited the explosives, under those circumstances, the possibility of an explosion still existed, but it was less than ten percent.

So Yang Lusi didn't directly untie the explosives on him afterward. Moreover, the explosives had already been soaked in water; she didn't believe Uncle Ming had done waterproof treatment before this.

But at this moment, Uncle Ming jumped onto the lizard's head. This person, who was already sixty, suddenly erupted with such powerful strength, making the Second Archaeological Team fall into that kind of surprise again. Even Zhang Lin, who had just turned the live stream screen back, frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

Whether Uncle Ming was influenced by the toxin, Zhang Lin was very clear. The poison he had was not as serious as the one Fatty had. The key was that he had given Fatty the corresponding way out, telling him where to find the antidote, but he hadn't told Uncle Ming how to detoxify.

It seemed that at this time, Uncle Ming also carried a kind of determination that belonged to him. Having walked to this point, Uncle Ming knew he was going to die, so he simply made the corresponding sacrifice. One could see Uncle Ming's eyes were red, and he suddenly took out a gun from his waist and then pointed it at his own chest.

He roared indignantly, "Team Leader Yang, help me take care of Peter!"

Finally, Uncle Ming's gaze fell on Peter. At this moment, everyone understood that Uncle Ming had not been controlled by that spiritual toxin. Perhaps at the beginning, this spiritual toxin had indeed brought corresponding influence to him, but afterward, this influence no longer existed.

Instead, he borrowed the enhancement this toxin brought to his body; his speed and strength were much greater than before.

Under this premise, Uncle Ming was able to complete this plan of perishing together. The so-called "when a man is about to die, his words are good"—perhaps only at the moment of death would Uncle Ming realize how ridiculously wrong his previous actions had been.

At this time, the Second Archaeological Team couldn't help but be slightly moved. If they had hated Uncle Ming before, then at this moment, it seemed all negative emotions had dissipated.

Peter gasped. He had been chasing Uncle Ming from behind, but the other party's figure was really too fast, causing him to be unable to catch up at all.

When passing by the Second Archaeological Team, Yang Lusi and Wang Kaixuan stopped him again.

Uncle Ming's behavior was clearly seeking death, and since Yang Lusi admired this Peter's loyalty, she wouldn't let him actively seek death.

Based on this point, Yang Lusi would stop the other party.

Sure enough, Yang Lusi's approach was correct. After Uncle Ming rushed out, at the moment his consciousness was clear, the person he was most worried about was Peter.

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