Uncle Li looked at Sheep Beard and said, "Do you want to confuse me? It's okay to tell you. That's right, the person who knows this secret is indeed not Mo Lao San. He is much more noble than Mo Lao San. It's just the secrets he knows. , Is it the same secret as you know? You might as well say it, are we right?"
The old man said, "Hmph, I guess you don't know much, otherwise you don't have to draw out the location of the tomb of the Ye King from Mo Lao San's mouth."
Uncle Li nodded and smiled repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you are right, even if only you know the secret to turn things around, if you don’t tell it, you’re better off, you’ve achieved a sense of integrity, but You can bear to watch the secret of the wild king that has been passed down for hundreds of years just leave with you, never see the sun?"
After he said, "As far as I know, you are the last one of the descendants who hold the iron cavalry order, right?"
"Speak out, what age is it now? People believe in money and power. Your loyalty concept has long been outdated. Besides, after so many years, many things have long since disappeared. If you keep those few things The secrets of a hundred years ago are meaningless. If you tell them happily, I might spare your grandparents' lives—and save other innocent people.” Uncle Li said, squinting with one eye. At the sight of both Zi and Yang, Lao Wang returned him with an angry look.
The old man ignored Uncle Li, who touched the sarcophagus with his hand, and said faintly, "Ye Wang Ye Wang, since your descendants refuse to say, then I have to pry open your mouth and ask in person!"
He said and motioned to several of his men and said: "Open the coffin!"
"How dare the rat generation!" When it was too late, then soon, the sheep-bearded old man yelled and suddenly violently rushed towards Uncle Li like a ghost. Uncle Li is not a leisurely person either. He shouted and slammed his feet, leaned back and drew back quickly, and could not escape the lightning-fast fingers. At the same time, two iron balls in his hand shot out, taking the old man's chest and abdomen. .
The sheep bearded old man did not evade, his arm suddenly grew violently, and his middle finger had been inserted into Uncle Li's left eye.
Uncle Li was also very skilled, and his head was slightly tilted under the severe pain. The old man's index finger could be avoided, and he saved a left eye, but there was also a deep blood mark on his forehead.
All of this happened between the electric light and flint. The shouts of the two people hit the stone wall and returned. Uncle Li had fallen to the ground, and Scarface reacted. The pistol spurted out a string of fire snakes. The sheep bearded figure fell to the ground with a meal, a bunch of blood spattered on his right leg, and then he struggled to stand up with his hands.
The crowd was temporarily restrained by his aura, but no one came forward. The old man stroked his chest with his left hand, presumably he had been hit by an iron ball by Uncle Li, his right hand was hanging beside him, and his index finger and middle finger were dripping with blood.
Zi Yang was stunned by what happened before him. Uncle Li fell to the ground but didn't panic, stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates from continuing to shoot, and took a bandage with his right hand and wrapped it around his eyes (the equipment was really complete). The blood leached from under the gauze, and half of his face was dyed red, but Uncle Li was as calm as a mountain, and slowly sat up and said: "I have always been on guard, but I didn't expect it to be your way. Forget it, I can see the predecessors so skillful, It’s worth it to trade with eyeballs all the time!"
Zi Yang thought to himself, this Uncle Li is also really a personal thing, one eye was dug out alive by the old man, and he was as if nothing had happened.
Uncle Li continued: "Now you have been shot in the leg and your patella is shattered, and flying on the grass has been abolished. I have an Imperius egg in the Tanzhong point, and my qi is blocked by me. No matter how good the effort is, I can’t make it out. Yes. You just squat there obediently. Now Da Luo Jinxian can't stop me from opening."
"You" Uncle Li motioned to the person holding the shotgun, "Point the gun at this old thing. If he dares to move, he will hit him."
The two young men swiftly put on gas masks, double gloves with rubber gloves, each hand a crane beak, went forward to substation on both sides of the sarcophagus, the crane beak was inserted into the gap in the sarcophagus, and the claw hammer was used to gently smash it. Holding the tail of the crane mouth with both hands, he snorted and pushed the coffin up a seam.
With a sneer, there seemed to be gas escaping-it seems that the coffin has been sealed.
Everyone held their breath. At this time, another Uncle Li’s hand came forward, also wearing a gas mask, rubber gloves, holding an electronic instrument in both hands, and thrusting a contact into the coffin, shaking the handle, and controlling the contact to swim inside. Moving, staring at the images and data on the electronic screen.
After a while, he looked back and nodded to Uncle Li. It seemed that all the data were normal and there was no potential threat.
A hint of joy flashed across Uncle Li's face, which was particularly terrifying against the bloody one eye. He shouted in a clear voice, "Open the coffin!" He glanced pretentiously at the old man with sheep beard.
The sheep bearded old man knelt on one knee and stroked his chest, but his head was already lowered. He didn't know if he was lucky or could not bear to see the ancestors' remains being ruined.
The two young men in charge of the opening of the museum lifted the crane's mouth with both hands and sank the other. The huge coffin lid slid open gently. The two were very skilled in cooperation. It seems that this is not done once or twice. Up. Although the young man kept controlling his strength, there was still a muffled sound when the coffin lid fell, which seemed to be at least a few hundred catties.
Zi Yang couldn't help but stunned inwardly. The two young men looked normal, but they were so easy to play with the coffin lid of several hundred kilograms. Not only were they skilled and experienced, they were also extremely powerful. Ordinary people don't say a few hundred catties, and things of a few catties are not necessarily able to be lifted like this. Any two people under Uncle Li have such skills-I don't know what Lao Wang thinks.
Turning his head to look at Pharaoh at this time, this guy was tiptoeing his neck to look inside the coffin.
Because the coffin is on a half-person-high stone seat, people of average height cannot see the whole picture of the coffin. Zi Yang is slightly taller, so he can get a general view of the contents.
It’s disappointing to say that the huge coffin is empty, with only a black mummy on display, but it seems that the joints of this corpse are also very thick, and roughly estimated to be one meter tall, Jiǔ. The clothes on her body had long since decayed, her hands and feet were empty, and she didn't look like a baby.
It's just that this corpse is a bit unusual. The other corpses on the four walls of the tomb have been decayed into dead bones, but this corpse is full of muscles and flesh, but it has been air-dried, and it is hooped on the skeleton like black tar. I think the sarcophagus has better airtightness, so the corpse has not been Bacteria infestation.
As the air moved, the corpse seemed to have a little humidity.
At this moment, Zi Yang frowned as he watched A Chong who had been silent in the corner.
Uncle Li was very annoyed by the scene, and said bitterly, "I don't believe in the hero of the wild king, and there is no burial after death. Turn out the bones for me and search them one by one!"
At this time, the sheep beard that had been hanging his head gasped and said, "Don’t insult the corpse of my ancestors. When the wild king died, he had nothing else and no burial. All the corpses of the ancestors and ancestors are enshrined in this stone room. The army is a life of hardship, no wealth outside, there will be no treasures for you to dig, you have already seen clearly, let's go, don't ruin the bones of the ancestors." The trembling voice even carried a little bit. Begging and sorrow.
Uncle Li became angry and said, "I don't believe it. You, a dead old man, lied to me and pulled the corpse out for me. Even if I smashed the joints inch by inch, I would squeeze out the treasure."
Goatee coughed out a mouthful of blood, yelled "I'm fighting with you" in his mouth, and even wanted to die with Uncle Li.
At this time, the hand holding Remington next to him was about to fire his gun. Suddenly a figure flashed before him holding the handle of the gun, and the man couldn't pull the trigger unexpectedly.
Uncle Li dodges to avoid the goatee. The goatee is not lethal under the serious injury, and seems to be exhausted. He staggers and hits the wall of the cave entrance.
Several of Uncle Li's men changed their formations and formed a tendency to encircle again, but this time they also encircled A Chong who had shot to prevent Remington from shooting.
Uncle Li said, "What do you mean?"
A Chong said, "Don't hurt his life."
Uncle Li snorted coldly, "The dragon head sent you here to help us unpack the coffin and kill the corpse. But he didn't let you be nosy."
A Chong said slowly, "The dragon head didn't let you make money or kill you."
sound. Uncle Li seemed to be quite jealous of this "dragon head", and he pondered for a while and said, "Don't think you have yin and yang arms, we are really afraid of you. Hum. Have you noticed that your body is a little strange after you come in."