The Lost Tomb Vol. 1

Chapter 74: Escape

Poker-Face moved so fast that I only had time to shout. All of us were still standing in the middle of the room, completely exposed, so we would definitely suffer if the bomb actually went off.

But by the time I thought to warn him, it was already too late—I saw a white light suddenly flash before my eyes and then Fatty threw me to the ground. There was a loud noise that was quickly followed by the whole tomb shaking violently and then a wave of explosive hot air lifted us off our feet. I spun about six or seven times in the air before slamming into the wall ten meters away.

It was painful, but fortunately, Fatty had thrown me to the ground beforehand. Otherwise, my neck would have definitely snapped. I briefly lost consciousness the moment I hit the wall and thought I was dead because I couldn't see anything and all I could hear was a buzzing in my ears. But after a while, a light suddenly appeared before my eyes. I tried to open them but was immediately greeted by the sight of the sky and the earth spinning dizzyingly and a cloud of yellow and gray dust filling my vision. I felt so disoriented that I wanted to vomit.

I could hear a lot of chaotic sounds as I struggled to get up, but I couldn't tell them apart. All I knew was that there was a lot of noise and I now had a splitting headache. But in the midst of all this chaos, a coughing Poker-Face suddenly ran out of the smoke and asked, "Are you ok?"

I couldn't seem to get the words out so I just waved my hand at him to indicate that I was fine. Then, the two of us covered our mouths and went to look for Fatty. I only had to take a few steps before I suddenly saw him sitting there on the ground, a small chunk of flesh missing from his shoulder. It must have been scraped off by a brick that was sent flying from the explosion. As soon as he saw Poker-Face, he immediately started cursing up a storm, "Shit, you move way too fucking fast! At least wait for us to take a few steps back first! If I had been standing just two centimeters to the side, I'd be missing a hand right now!"

Poker-Face extended his hand so that we could see the mirror leg he was still holding onto. "You're mistaken, it wasn't me just now."

"Huh?! It wasn't you?!" We were both shocked at the same time.

That strength just now, that accuracy...it had definitely come from a very skilled person. But if it wasn't him, who else could it be? Fatty had been standing next to me just now, and I knew just by looking at him that his aim definitely wasn't that good. I obviously wasn't capable of doing such a thing, which meant that there was only one person left. I had a sudden flash of inspiration and hurriedly turned back to see where A Ning was.

Fatty was thinking the same thing I was, so the two of us ran to the corner to see if she was still there. But when we got there, we couldn't find a single trace of her at all. Fatty cursed, "That bitch! She really was fucking faking it!"

Poker-Face's expression was full of disbelief—it seemed that he was confident in his judgment just now and didn't even imagine that he might have made a mistake. I silently told myself that I would have to reassess everything I knew about this woman. "She's really amazing," I said. "I've seen some crafty fellows in this business but I've never seen anyone who can pretend to be crazy like that."

"I don't think she's just crafty," Fatty said, "she deserves a fucking Oscar. Next time I catch her, I won't believe anything she does." With that said, he grabbed an object as a weapon and started to look for her, but Poker-Face immediately grabbed him and said, "There's no time, forget it."

I also tried to dissuade him, "Don't get sidetracked. The most important thing for us right now is to see whether the ceiling has been blown up or not! If you can't let go of your anger, then wait until we get out of here." But before the words had even left my mouth, a very drawn-out, mournful sound suddenly came from above, as if something was slowly breaking. It wasn't loud but it was enough to make my heart jump into my throat. No way, I thought to myself. You're ready to collapse after just one blast? Way to give me some face.