"Kid, let me see how long you can hold on!" The stooped old man wore a dark green mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. He stared at the workbench, fingers pressed on the crossbow, ready to shoot Dean who was about to counterattack.
Suddenly —
Whoosh!
A black shadow suddenly flew out from behind the workbench.
The stooped old man instinctively pressed his fingers, and with a click, the crossbow shot out. The short arrow flew out quickly, but it did not hit the black shadow, but nailed to the wooden cabinet behind.
At this time, the black shadow fell at the feet of the stooped old man. It was realgar powder bottle.
His face changed, and he hurriedly looked up. He saw Dean jump up from the ground, but did not bypass the workbench to pounce on him. Instead, he turned around and jumped to the side of the counter, grabbing the bottles and cans on it. Some of the bottles and cans fell to the ground and broke, sprinkling powder on the ground.
The stooped old man was furious. These were the experimental materials that he had painstakingly collected and carefully ground. Unexpectedly, they were knocked to the ground. He gritted his teeth and quickly reloaded the crossbow, aiming at Dean.
However, in the short time it took for him to reload the crossbow, Dean had once again retreated under the workbench.
"Damn kid!!" The stooped old man was so angry that his eyes almost spurted fire, but several failures made him a little afraid of Dean, so he did not angrily go forward with the crossbow. He did not believe it himself, but he really felt a threat from this kid.
"I want to see how long you can hold on!" The stooped old man looked at the green mist that did not dissipate in the secret room, and his eyes were as cold as frost.
"Caught it!" Dean was holding a large glass bottle, which was half a bottle of sulfur powder. At this time, he felt that the oxygen in his lungs was getting less and less, and the feeling of suffocation was getting stronger and stronger. He could not help but look around quickly, looking for the fire sickle stone. However, although the stooped old man's things were scattered, there was no fire sickle stone nearby.
"No fire! No fire! "
Dean was desperate. He finally thought of a way, but there was no fire. Suddenly, he saw a shadow above his head, which was reflected by the oil lamp. In an instant, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the place where the oil lamp was.
It was not far from the stooped old man's table.
The oil lamp was obviously used to illuminate his work, and it was not far away.
The despair in Dean's heart suddenly disappeared, and at this time, he felt that his chest was about to explode. He hurriedly took off his inner shirt, tied the hem, and poured the sulfur powder from the large glass bottle along the neckline. Immediately, his inner shirt was full of sulfur powder. He clenched his teeth. Success or failure depended on this, and he growled in his heart and threw the inner shirt out.
Whoosh!
The stooped old man saw a large shadow flying, and instinctively pulled the trigger again. of the arrow was shot out. The arrow instantly hit the corner of the inner shirt. The arrow penetrated of the inner shirt of of the inner of the inner of the inner shirt. However, the bulging inner shirt fell towards the stooped old man. His expression changed. Worried that it was a trick, he hurriedly raised his hand to block it. With a bang, the inner shirt was blocked by his arm and fell on the table beside his hand.
Dean looked up when he heard the arrow was nailed to the wooden cabinet. He knew that the stooped old man would not be able to fill the second arrow so quickly. Bang! The inner shirt was blocked by his arm, and it fell on the table next to his hand.
Dean looked up when he heard that the arrow was nailed to the wooden cabinet. He knew that the old man wouldn't be able to fill the second arrow so quickly. His face changed when he saw that his shirt was burning. He hurried to lie down.
Bang!!!
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion sounded. Several wooden boards on the ceiling of the secret room collapsed, and a large amount of dust flowed down.
Dean only felt that the workbench in front of him was overturned by a huge force, and the corner of the workbench hit his ribs. The pain made his tears flow out, and he almost fainted.
At this time, he could no longer hold his breath. Although he tried to restrain it, he still inhaled a breath of air. It was full of the smell of sulfur. The smell was the same as the smell of the green mist. Suddenly, his mind was dizzy, and his limbs were sore.
At this time, the cold wind swept in from the collapsed ceiling, and the sulfur and green mist in the air were rolled out. Dean softly stuck to the ground. He tightened his chest, and very slowly inhaled the air. The previous explosion of sulfur had washed away a lot of the green mist in the secret room. At this moment, the smell was a lot lighter. He stuck to the ground and inhaled, but he did not smell the fishy smell again.
After a while, Dean felt that he could barely move, and immediately slowly climbed up. The secret room had been blown up, and no one knew when it would completely collapse. He did not want to be buried alive by the dust!
The previous explosion had blown out all the oil lamps in the secret room. At this moment, the secret room was like a deep pit in the desert, and it was dark inside.
Dean slightly gritted his teeth. With the help of the faint starlight, he groped in the direction of the old man. Along the way, his feet bumped into the collapsed wooden cabinets and tables. Relying on the previous memory of the distance and terrain, he quickly touched the location of the old man. The first thing he touched was the overturned table. He groped along the table, and immediately touched a wet and sticky thing. He carefully touched it, and immediately his face became ugly.
Inside the wet and sticky thing, there was a hard thing, like a bone.
Although it was dark, but he seemed to see the terrible appearance of the old man lying in front of him. He only felt cold. He did not expect the power of the sulfur explosion to be so terrible. It must be known that the sulfur had not been made into black powder. The reason why it would explode when heated was completely based on the principle of "dust explosion".
"I killed someone..." Dean's heart trembled slightly. This was a human life. Although he had seen too many broken, poor, and distorted laws in this world, he did not dare to think about killing someone with his own hands. For a time, he only felt that in the surrounding darkness, there seemed to be the other party's ghost, coldly staring at him from behind.
He slightly shivered, gritted his teeth, and secretly said in his heart: "I was protecting myself, don't blame me, I was just protecting myself, I did not commit a crime..." Thinking of this, he suddenly clenched his fists, and his heart was full of sadness. The law he obeyed had long disappeared from this world. Even if he committed a crime, who could convict him?
He smiled bitterly. In this dark pit, in this place where the starlight could not shine, he suddenly felt so lonely, as if he had been forgotten by the whole world. This loneliness gradually made his trembling body relax, and his heart was not so afraid anymore. Instead, there was a faint indifference. He silently looked at the dark place of the old man's body. After a long time, he slowly moved his body, but not to leave, but to bend down and search on the ground.
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