East of the city, the factory's large storage area.
This place has reached the edge of the city, and the barbed wire fence two or three meters high separates the warehouse area from the outside world.
Huge warehouses stood tall in the warehouse area, and several trucks were randomly parked beside the warehouses.
The surroundings were silent and pitch black, with only a crescent moon hanging in the lonely night sky, scattering the cold moonlight to the ground, adding a few touches of dim light to the place, allowing people to barely see the road ahead.
Compared with the bright lights of the urban area, this warehouse area looks extraordinarily dark and lonely.
At this time, a car suddenly galloped from the northeast direction, slammed into the wire gate of the warehouse area, and drove towards the center of the warehouse area without slowing down at all.
When it was driving to the sixth warehouse, it suddenly braked suddenly and stopped.
The tires rubbed against the ground violently, producing a sharp friction sound, which was particularly ear-piercing in this empty and quiet warehouse area.
Before the car came to a complete stop, a one-armed middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a black coat, jumped out of the car with a suitcase twisted.
Although he was already old and had a broken arm, judging from his actions, his movements were still vigorous and agile, without any slowness, and the muscles on his body were still strong, without the slack of middle-aged and elderly people.
The resolute facial lines, matched with the gray hair, show the wisdom and experience unique to his age.
After the one-armed man got out of the car, he didn't take the next step. Instead, he turned his head and neck, looked around vigilantly, and listened carefully from time to time.
After confirming that there was no danger, the tense expression on his face eased a little, and he let out a light breath.
He seemed, for the time being, safe from his dreadful pursuer.
The one-armed man twisted the suitcase, took a step, and walked towards the No. 6 warehouse.
He knocked on the door three times long and two short times. The big iron door, which had been closed all the time, suddenly made a heavy sound, trying to move away from both sides, revealing a gap that only allows one person to pass sideways.
The one-armed man walked in quickly, and the big iron gate slammed shut again, and the outside world couldn't see the slightest clue.
Inside the warehouse and outside the warehouse are two completely different worlds.
A few strong lights illuminate the center of the warehouse brightly.
There is a huge long table under the lamp, and there are several bottles of water, a little food, and a few magazines on the table.
The table was clean, and the magazines were neatly arranged. Although the water and food were leftovers, they were also neatly placed. There was no drop of water or food residue on the table.
Two young men with expressionless faces sat quietly at the long table.
One of them had a ponytail tied, while the other had a weird red eyebrow.
Men with ponytails have a more delicate appearance and a thinner body.
However, the red-browed man has thick bones and is very muscular. The brand-name suit on his body is tightly bound by his muscles, as if it will burst at any time.
There was an extremely cold aura on the two of them, which did not match the suits on their bodies, which made people feel chills.
In the warehouse, besides these two young men, there were more than a dozen burly men with heavy weapons scattered in the various passages of the warehouse.
Judging from their position, almost any intruder will be smashed into a hive within a few seconds.
The one-armed man entered the warehouse, looked around, and then slowly walked towards the two young men in the middle of the warehouse.
"Liang Donghai, you're finally here. We've been waiting for you for a long time." Seeing the one-armed man approaching, the young man with ponytail said in a calm voice, "Did you find anything?"
"I found it." Liang Donghai patted the suitcase in his hand with a half amputated arm, "It's all in the suitcase."
"Oh? Really?" A look of ecstasy flashed across the eyes of the young man with the ponytail, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face, "As expected of the King of Tomb Raiders. It's great, it's a success."
Liang Donghai was expressionless, as if he was not interested in this kind of compliment at all.
"Why are you the only one who came back? Where are Nakamura and Takeda?" The red-browed man suddenly said coldly.
"They're all dead! I'm the only one who came back alive."
"You are the only one alive?" The red-browed man slightly raised his voice, his voice full of anger, "More than 20 people entered the tomb with you, including five priests from our Hachiman Shrine! So many people died ?”
"That's right. They're all dead, and they all died terribly. If I escape one step slower, I'll be like them, with no place to die!" Liang Donghai said in a deep voice, the muscles on his face twitching slightly All of a sudden, there was a trace of undetectable fear, "That is the tomb of the last great witch of the northern tribe Shanrong during the Warring States Period. It is extremely dangerous. I was able to escape with my life and retrieve things from it. It is considered a blessing from the gods." !"
"Hmph, it's hard to say whether Takeda and the others died in the tomb of the last Rong Wu or by your hands? You have even entered the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, how could you be hindered by the tomb of the Last Rong Wu?" Hongmei The man stared at Liang Donghai and sneered, as if he didn't believe his words at all.
"I only touched the periphery of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and I was with me at the time, and there were several top tomb robbers. But this tomb of the last Rongwu, I went deep into the deepest part. In addition, your companions, Although they are powerful, they don't understand the art of tomb robbery at all, and if they trigger the mechanism in the tomb, no matter how strong they are, it will have no effect, only a dead end!"
The red-browed man snorted coldly and said, "Since the tomb of the last Rong Wu is so terrifying, why didn't you suffer any harm?"
"I'm fine?"
Liang Donghai grinned and smiled self-deprecatingly, then violently tore off his shirt, removed the bandage that was simply wrapped on his chest, and a wound that was thirty to forty centimeters long appeared in front of everyone.
This wound stretched from his right chest all the way to his lower abdomen.
The wound was purple-black, the flesh was turned to the sides, and black blood continuously flowed out from the wound.
"I have already applied my special medicine on the wound. The medicine we used to move the mountain gate can even restore the damage caused by fierce spirits and ghosts, but it has no effect on this kind of injury. Because, This kind of wound bears the most vicious and mysterious curse, and there is no "medicine" to cure it!"
Seeing this scene, the Japanese present couldn't help but be moved.
None of them thought that even Liang Donghai, the well-known King of Tomb Robbers, would be injured like this!
What is it that can cause such damage
The red-browed man was puzzled, and was about to ask again, when the young man with ponytail suddenly yelled loudly:
"That's enough! Mr. Yamada! It's not like we don't know the dangers of the tomb of the last shaman! Our mission is to obtain the treasures in the tomb. Now that Mr. Liang has brought the treasures out, the mission has been completed! What else do you have?" What is there to say? If you want to gain something, you must pay something. The sacrifice of Nakamura and the others is worth it!"
Yamada seemed to be in awe of the man with the ponytail. After being scolded, although his face was ugly, he didn't refute. gone."
Fujiwara nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction with his attitude, then turned to look at Liang Donghai, smiled and said: "Mr. Liang, I thank you for your contribution. Now, you can give us the things."
Liang Donghai stood there without moving, but said coldly: "I can give you things, but my family, when will I let them out? According to the agreement we made, I will hand over the goods with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. "
Fujiwara clapped his hands and laughed: "Mr. Liang doesn't seem to trust us very much. Our Shinto practitioners are very trustworthy. Your family is now in a very safe place. I can send people to you with just a phone call." Send them over to meet you."
Liang Donghai said: "Okay, you call, and I will naturally give you the things when I see them."
Fujiwara didn't say any more, took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket, dialed a number, and prepared to call his companion.
At this moment, a strange sound came faintly from outside the warehouse.
Liang Donghai, Fujiwara, and Yamada were all practitioners, and their hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people. When they heard this sound, they immediately became vigilant and listened attentively.
However, there was a dead silence outside the warehouse, not even the sound of wind and insects.
The three of them listened for a while, but found nothing unusual, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if they were a little nervous.
However, at this moment, the strange noise sounded again, and the distance was much closer and clearer.
It seems that something is coming here from afar.
"It's... it's it! It's... it's coming!"
Liang Donghai's complexion changed drastically, he looked nervously at the warehouse door, his eyes showed a look of fear, "The guardian of the tomb of the last Rongwu! Your companions, triggered the mechanism and let it Waking up from a deep sleep, they were all killed by it! And they chased me endlessly! I thought I had already thrown it off, but unexpectedly, it chased me after me!"