Super Treasure Bag

Inexplicably moved, Shi Dali nodded at the bristles this time, and then planned to say something.

Whoo... Whoo!

In the end, before he opened his mouth, the ghost knew what was going on. The bristles were under his watch, his hands slipped, and the whole person fell straight down.

This is so fast, Teacher Shi can feel the cold wind that flashes in an instant, and then he is dumbfounded.

This kid...what are you doing?

He kept telling others to hold the handle, but he let it go?

Could it be that he intends to use this method to vividly demonstrate to himself, what will happen if the handle is released?

There is no doubt that this kid is too nervous, so his hands slipped...

Sure enough, at this time, the desperate voice of bristles sounded in the deep pit below.

"I... my hands slipped! My hands slipped!"

With repeated expressions, it is obvious that the bristles at this moment have completely collapsed their inner emotions.

In particular, all kinds of parts are still falling from the sky, banging banging like the end of the world, so he has to crawl to a corner to hide, otherwise, it is estimated that he will not wait for those monsters to appear, and he will be smashed alive. died.

Of course, even if he is still alive, he feels almost like dead.

Staring at the surrounding passages, the bristles' face was completely pale.

He knew very well that after a while, this passage would be opened, and then the monsters in the passage would directly rush out.

Then, they will take off their heads and stare at themselves together...

What will happen next, the bristles can't imagine, because if he thinks about it, he thinks he will be completely crazy.

However, just as this desperate mood spread rapidly, suddenly the bristles thought of someone.

Unimaginable hope burst into his eyes suddenly, and he raised his head to look above.

"Help, Mr. Shi...you said you would never leave me!"

"You won't lie to me, will you? You won't hurt me, will you? We will never separate, right?"

"Mr. Shi, hurry up and help me, help me!"

...

After exhausting all his strength, the bristles began to roar.

And his voice clearly passed into Shi Dali's ears, making Teacher Shi also slightly relieved.

It was still because of the angle, so when the bristles fell off before, he worried that this kid would just fall to death.

After all, this pothole is really too big, and there are all kinds of hard trash underneath. It is very possible for the head to explode without luck.

But judging from this voice now, he should be fine, at least he can shout out, which means that his mind is also clear.

As for the words he shouted out, Teacher Shi was a little depressed.

No wonder he kept saying that he would not let himself leave before, but now it seems that he knows he is going to fall, and he made it clear that he was preparing in advance!

Thinking about it this way, did he deliberately test his revolutionary friendship?

But in the end, Shi Dali shook his head and released the handle.

Although he could watch the bristles be killed like this, he would not do it because he couldn't bear it.

auzw.com In the final analysis, this matter had nothing to do with the bristles. Luckily, he has survived once, which means that he shouldn't die here.

What's more, if it were not for Shi Dali, he would not provoke Pangquail, nor would he be thrown into the carriage again.

Therefore, if you are wronged, you can only go down and have a look.

Of course, compared to the complete free fall of the bristles, Teacher Shi’s method is much more beautiful. After a few steps on his feet, he has landed firmly on the garbage dump, his voice is already hoarse.

"Oh... God, you really came! Cough cough cough..."

Looking straight at Shi Dali on the opposite side, the bristles finally realized that this was true, and then shouted excitedly, but maybe because of being too agitated, at last he started coughing violently. That posture was like lungs. Come out of the mouth.

Seeing this scene, Teacher Shi quickly stepped forward and waved his hand.

"Don't, calm down, don't die here."

Obviously, Shi Dali was worried. After all, he took the time to jump down to save the bristles. If this guy died, it would be worthless.

"Come on, I will take you up."

Then directly grabbing the arm of the bristles, Shi Dali said immediately.

It's just that his words made the bristles a little unresponsive.

"How is this going up?"

The pothole at this moment is at least ten meters away, and there are very smooth stone walls around it. It is absolutely impossible for the bristles to go up from here without tools.

"I will take you on it."

Without time to explain to this kid that he is a master, Shi Dali directly planned to pull him off.

However, just when his feet were about to exert force, he abruptly stopped.

Because of the truck above, the door of the truck was closed and following behind, green lights began to shine on the surrounding passages.

Teacher Shi didn't notice how this door was closed and who closed it.

But he basically understands these green lights, and it should be a reminder that the contents are coming out soon.

"It's over, we're done! The truck is closed, we can't get out at all, those monsters will take our heads off."

Shi Dali stood by, frowning.

Sure enough, the accident came faster than the tornado. According to his idea, he brought the bristles directly, and the matter was resolved.

But now it seems that it is so simple.

This bristles is exactly a pusher sent by God, pushing himself forward.

"What is that passage?"

After a quick glance, Teacher Shi pointed to the last passage.

Unlike the green lights of other passages, there is no light on that passage, and it is completely dark behind the glass door.

"Wait for me to see, the letters on it...that should be the employee channel!"

Finally, with the last reason, the bristles opened their eyes and looked in the direction that Teacher Shi pointed.

Looking at it this way, it really made him understand what happened.

Staff access?

After Shi Dali heard this answer, he immediately became energetic.

Immediately without any hesitation, Teacher Shi pulled the bristles up, and then dashed away.