The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Wu Xie stared at the bullet's location, still shaken. If Fang Yun hadn't pulled back quickly enough, the bullet would have grazed his face.

The situation was extremely dangerous. Old Yang couldn't care less whether the bullets had hit Wu Xie or not, and could only continue firing downwards. Bullets flew wildly, sparks flying everywhere, but none of them hit the target. Instead, the bullets bounced around on the branches of the bronze tree.

Wu Xie had no time to worry about anything else and could only dodge left and right.

"Old Yang's marksmanship is really terrible. At this rate, he'll either be killed by these monsters or grazed by their bullets."

Wu Xie thought to himself.

Although the bullets flying around kept Wu Xie busy, they did buy him some time. The strange men were intimidated by the bullets, and Wu Xie took advantage of this lull to load bullets into his pistol.

With a flick of his wrist, the gun was already loaded. He turned and fired a shot at the nearest strange face, sending it flying and falling off the bronze tree.

Seeing that the immediate danger had passed, Wu Xie immediately looked down to look for Lao Yang. However, more than 19 monsters poked their heads out of the darkness. More than a dozen giant faces were visible. As if they had spotted their target, they moved almost simultaneously, flanking Wu Xie like ghosts.

Wu Xie was terrified. What frightened him most was that he had no idea what these things were. He could only roughly tell from their shape that they might be human, but how could a normal person climb in a monkey-like posture? It didn't make sense.

Moreover, these monsters have incredibly large heads, far exceeding the size of normal human heads.

For a moment, Wu Xie couldn't tell whether these monsters were human or monkeys. In those few seconds of thought, two monsters jumped to Wu Xie's side, one grabbing his ankle and pulling him down, trying to drag him into the dark abyss.

The other one climbed directly onto Wu Xie's neck. Wu Xie knew there was no time to reload, so he used the gun as a hammer and struck the monster on his neck hard.

Fang Yun freed one hand and grabbed the monster's head.

At this moment, Wu Xie noticed that a crack appeared on the giant face with a snap.

This change startled Wu Xie for a moment, before he could think about it carefully or look closely.

The monster holding Wu Xie's ankle suddenly exerted force, almost pulling him down.

Fortunately, the bronze tree had many branches, and Wu Xie easily grabbed one of them.

However, this thing was incredibly strong, and no normal person could possibly fight against it. Wu Xie could only jump down with the monster's strength and then grab onto a nearby bronze branch once more.

With his other hand, he swung a shot, blasting the monster's head off. However, the shot was rather forced, as he was only holding the bronze branch with one hand and didn't have much leverage.

The immense recoil from the shot nearly threw Wu Xie off the branch.

Wu Xie gritted his teeth and relied on his amazing perseverance to ensure that he wouldn't drop the paddle in his hand.

Although Wu Xie had blown the monster's head off with a single shot, the headless corpse's hands were still gripping Wu Xie's feet tightly, as if it would rather die than submit.

The current situation is that Wu Xie is holding onto the bronze branch, and the monster's corpse is hanging at his feet.

Wu Xie, who was already exhausted, had no strength left to support the weight of the two people.

Just then, Fang Yun leaped down and grabbed Wu Xie. Wu Xie quickly thrashed around a couple of times, slamming the corpse beneath his feet heavily onto the bronze tree, before finally throwing the headless corpse below down.

Wu Xie, still shaken, lay on the bronze tree, barely daring to breathe.

The monster that had tried to strangle Wu Xie had been subdued by Fang Yun and was stuck straight into a bronze branch nearby; its death was incredibly gruesome.

To Wu Xie's surprise, his casual shot with the gun had cracked the monster's face, and after Fang Yun's actions, the monster's face completely split open, turning into pieces of white fragments that began to fall off one by one, like dead skin peeling off.

Soon all the white fragments had fallen. Wu Xie picked one up and found it felt like stone. Startled, he quickly looked up at the monster hanging in the tree.

The monster then revealed its true form: a face covered in yellow hair. Wu Xie immediately realized that these were monkeys.

"Old Yang, I know what these monsters are now. They're all monkeys, and they're all really big monkeys."

Wu Xie shouted immediately.

"What kind of joke are you making out with? Don't try to amuse me. This isn't a monkey, is it? What kind of monkey has a human face? Is it some kind of demon?"

Old Yang said irritably.

“Take a closer look, those aren’t human faces at all, they’re masks. These monkeys are wearing stone masks that look like human faces.”

Wu Xie shouted immediately.

"What's the use of knowing the identities of these monsters now? So what if they're monkeys? Do you think you can outlive these 670 monkeys on this bronze tree?"

Old Yang shouted.

Wu Xie saw Lao Yang slowly crawl out of the darkness, his clothes torn to shreds.

Wu Xie looked behind Lao Yang and saw that there were only black shadows behind Lao Yang. He had no idea how many more masked monkeys were chasing after him.

Wu Xie had no choice but to climb a few more steps, open the magazine, and find that there were only a few steel ball bullets.

This thing has decent long-range power, but it's not as effective as iron shot like from a cannon.

Seeing the monkey running frantically upwards, Wu Xie quickly gripped the gun handle with both hands and instinctively fired two shots. The steel pellets scattered, naturally reducing their power considerably.

However, these steel ball bullets are designed to cause widespread damage, and it seems they are working their magic. At least a few monkeys nearby have been riddled with bullets, and some in the distance seem to have been affected as well, their movement speed noticeably slowed down.

Wu Xie felt that if they had a few more of these bullets, wiping out this group would be no problem at all.

The monkeys seemed to be intimidated by the power of the clapper, and some of them hesitated, but some monkeys only paused for a few moments and slowed down a little, but they still continued to chase after it.

Chapter 332 The Real Use of Signal Flares!

"What's going on? There are really only monkeys here. How did these monkeys get here?"

Old Yang was shocked when he saw the true face of the giant face.

"There's no time to think about that now. Let's wait until we get through this ordeal before thinking about those things."

Wu Xie shouted.

Although Wu Xie had some doubts, such as who put the masks on these monkeys and how they survived after the masks were put on, he suppressed these doubts. The current situation did not allow him to devote too much mental energy to thinking about these questions.

At this moment, Master Liang had fallen more than ten meters behind the others and was lying there panting heavily. The group quickly arrived at Master Liang's side.

Liang Shiye was already starting to lose his senses. Fortunately, the branches of the bronze tree where he was climbing were quite dense, which supported him. Otherwise, he would have fallen off long ago if he had been lying there in that position.

The torch fell about a step away from Master Liang, getting stuck between the branches.

Old Yang quickly reached for the fallen torch. In this kind of place, continuing to climb upwards without a torch would significantly increase the danger.

Unexpectedly, there was a monkey without a mask next to the torch. Old Yang had to hold the torch in one hand and the gun in the other to shoot the monkey down. By this time, Old Yang's pistol was completely out of bullets.

Old Yang wanted to use his pistol to smash a few more monkeys, but as he raised his hand in mid-air, he seemed reluctant to do so. After hesitating for a moment, he put the pistol back into his leather bag.

He then raised the torch and waved it down incessantly. Since the monkeys were afraid of fire, this trick was indeed effective. The monkeys were genuinely afraid of fire, and they immediately retreated wherever the torch swept across.

But as soon as Old Yang moved the torch away, the monkeys rushed up again, giving everyone no chance to catch their breath.

Old Yang had been waving his arms around for ages, getting all sweaty, but instead of driving away the annoying monkeys, they ended up being surrounded by them.

Wu Xie could tell that only Fang Yun and Lao Yang had the strength to continue escaping. Liang Shiye, standing to the side, was motionless, as if he had collapsed to death. Wu Xie tugged at Liang Shiye, but Liang Shiye did not react at all.

"Forget about what he's doing, let's get up here quickly. I can't hold out much longer here; these monkeys are about to attack us."

Old Yang roared.

Wu Xie was also very conflicted. He really wanted to kick Liang Shiye out of the game, but then he thought that Liang Shiye wasn't really a vicious person after all.

Wu Xie, a perfectly good citizen, still finds it hard to bring himself to murder someone.

Wu Xie tried to lift Liang Shiye up, but he just pulled him up with force.

Unexpectedly, instead of being pulled down, Liang Shiye slid down a bit from the branches, and the situation was extremely dangerous. It looked like Liang Shiye was about to fall at any moment.

"Old Wu, what are you doing there? Don't forget, this guy wasn't with us from the start. If everything had gone smoothly for them, you would be dead in this ancient tomb by now. Don't try to treat prisoners well. Saving our own lives is the most important thing right now, don't you understand?"

Old Yang's arm, which was wielding the torch, was too weak to exert any strength; it was clear that he could no longer swing the torch.

Wu Xie ignored Lao Yang's advice and loaded bullets into the paddle on his own. He fired two more shots, which resulted in seven or eight monkeys being shot down from the bronze tree and the monkey troop being forced back nearly seven or eight meters.

Then Wu Xie swiped his gun and loaded the last two bullets. Suddenly, Liang Shiye next to him seemed to be awakened and grabbed Wu Xie's hand.

"These... these monkeys are afraid of fire... signal flares!"

Liang Shiye's weak and feeble voice sounded like that of a dying man.

Wu Xie suddenly realized what Liang Shiye said, but Lao Yang reacted even faster and pulled out the signal gun.

"Wu Xie, how should we fire this gun? Simply shooting it down won't do any good."

Fang Yun snatched the signal gun, estimated the location, and fired at the rock wall in front of him. The signal flare, like a running leopard, hit the rock dozens of meters away, bounced back, and hit the bronze tree straight.

After bouncing so quickly two or three times, the signal flare suddenly exploded among the monkey troop.

In an instant, the temperature rose to a terrifying level, and the monkeys were burned and ran around wildly. Before everyone could react, Fang Yun fired two more shots, illuminating the entire bronze tree in an instant. The dazzling white light almost made everyone lose their souls.

"Are you stupid? Don't look. The danger at such close range is 1000 times more terrifying than electric welding. It will blind you directly."

Fang Yun shouted.

Fortunately, Wu Xie was quick-witted and grabbed Lao Yang's head, then climbed up the bronze tree himself and closed his eyes tightly.

Although everyone closed their eyes, they could still feel the blinding light outside. The light was almost like a stimuli to their eyelids, forcing them to look.

The monkeys, clearly driven mad by the bright light, emitted a chaotic cacophony of cries, accompanied by a pungent, burnt smell.

No one knew how much time had passed until the intense light outside dimmed, at which point everyone (Wang and Zhao) dared to squint and look at things. Wu Xie quickly looked down, and the group of monkeys below had vanished without a trace.

Wu Xie blinked his eyes and found that they were burning painfully, his vision was very blurry, and the intense itching was unbearable. Tears were streaming down his face, and he desperately rubbed his eyes with his hands.

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This time, Master Liang completely fainted. If Wu Xie hadn't been holding Master Liang by the collar with one hand, Master Liang would have already fallen to the bottom of the bronze tree.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the monkeys had disappeared. Although he didn't know whether the monkeys were afraid of the high temperature or the bright light that almost blinded them, it didn't matter anymore.

If those monkeys had looked directly into those bright lights, their eyes would most likely have burst, and even if they hadn't, it would have taken them a year or two to recover.