Chapter 905

Solemnity was checking the hall carefully with Smith when he heard a noise from the back of the hall.

Solemnly with Smith look at each other, they immediately put out the tactical spotlight, hidden up.

As soon as the light goes out, the light of the bluestone on the surrounding walls becomes more clear. It is full of secluded light in the dark, shining the whole hall.

And the shadows that were imprisoned in the wall became clear, and even the eyebrows and eyes could be seen.

After all, they are not very familiar with the so-called Indian culture. At least they know something about it. Smith doesn't know anything at all.

After the previous sound, there was no sound, it seemed to be the sound of sand falling.

Smith was relieved that what he was worried about now was not that someone would come in, but that the coffin murderer and those leather bags would follow. However, it seems strange that neither of them followed.

Smith was about to turn on the spotlight again when he was held down solemnly.

Solemn do not speak, just quietly aimed at the muzzle of the gun into the channel.

Wordy, wordy

At this time, a sound came from the passageway. The sound was a little louder than before. It seemed that something was digging out of the soil.

"It's not the things in the wall that are coming out, is it?" Smith whispered.

He shook his head solemnly: "No. There is still a distance from the wall. Even if you come out, you can't come from that position. Don't talk

Smith immediately shut up, relaxed his breathing, and fixed his eyes on where the sound came from.

After a moment, the wordy voice became clearer and the rhythm became faster and faster. It seemed that the frequency of digging increased.

With such a fast frequency and serious self questioning, it may not be possible to launch it with all one's strength, but it must be extraordinary that it can be done. It's probably another strange thing I've never seen before.

Solemn palm can't help sweating, and the hand holding the gun trembles slightly.

It's not fear, it's tension.

Finally, they watched quietly for a few minutes. Suddenly, the wall at the entrance of the passage collapsed. Then something flew out quickly and crashed on the ground, making a huge noise.

Smith shivered, took up his gun and was about to shoot. However, because his gun had already been emptied, it could not be fired, but he pulled the empty trigger several times.

Solemn but calm, index finger pressure on the trigger has not moved. Before we know what's coming in, we don't want to waste bullets.

It's strange that after the thing that broke into the ground fell to the ground, there was no movement, just like falling to death.

If you really fall to death, it's too wonderful, isn't it?

Just when he was strange, he suddenly saw a beam of light shining in from the broken earth cave, and then came a voice: "Miss Hu, this job is really hard to do. It doesn't work to use our method to locate the tomb of a foreigner. It takes me half a month to locate it. I don't care. I want more money. "

"More money? Yes, as long as you promise not to have one of the things in it. " Then came a female voice, cold road.

"Damn, you're so bad. Although you are American nationality now, we have the same blood in our bones, right? For the sake of our compatriots, can we not be so stingy? "

"To others, but not to you!"

"Ah, I don't know how to get married in the future." The voice sighed and snapped in through the hole.

Then there was a slim figure, who should be the woman who spoke.

After they came in, they first picked up something from the ground, and then lit it inside.

Solemnly looking through their lights, they found that what they picked up was a small digger. It must have been the high-speed digging frequency before. No wonder the solemn feeling is a little too fast. It turned out that it was the machine.

The two men made a exclamation after glancing around.

"It's the legendary space of death! Well developed. "

"Don't get excited. According to historical records, it's dangerous. I suggest that we don't move anything in this hall except the contents entrusted by the employer."

"I strongly disagree! Come back to Baoshan empty handed, don't you embarrass me? Fat master has been engaged in this business for decades, so there is no rule of not taking treasure when you see it! "

"If you insist, I don't think our cooperation is necessary. I'll give you the cost of this Canyu event afterwards. From now on, we'll go our own way. It's no longer related to me how much you want to take. " The woman said coldly.

"Good! Fat master, I'm afraid of you, aren't I

In this regard, the two are ready to act separately and go their own way.

Just as they were about to separate, they heard a voice in the corner: "fat man, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'll take my life... "

The voice was so sad and frightening that they almost turned around and wanted to run.

But then the fat man responded: "lying trough, which son of a bitch is playing tricks on the fat man? This is a foreign god. How can he speak Chinese? "

"God is omnipotent. Who said that he would not speak Chinese?" With a solemn slap, the spotlight lit up the hall.

Then the fat man saw the grave and Smith hiding in the corner.

"Solemn! Why it is you? I didn't expect to meet you in the hinterland of imperialist countries! What's this called? This is called fate! It seems that God is destined to make us two brothers join hands to turn US imperialism upside down! " Cried the fat man excitedly.

Regardless of the black line on the side of Smith. In front of FBI agents, fat man is bold enough to say that he's messing up middie.

"Go away, I'll be angry when I see you, and dare to make up with me?" The fat man was kicked away with a solemn kick.

Then he looked at the woman and said quietly, "Miss Hu, meet again."

The woman was Hu Qingyin, who had seen Li Zuoguo's shipwreck before.

At that time, when several people escaped from the vortex of the sunken ship, Hu Qingyin also gave up his diving suit to Zhuang Zhuang, saving his life. However, she was seriously injured by the high pressure of the sea water and was hospitalized for several days.

I feel a little embarrassed when I think of the friendship I owe.

"Mr. Zhuang." Hu Qingyin seems to have completely forgotten the solemn things she saved. She just nodded to Zhuang's point and said hello.

"What are you two doing here? What do you mean, it's like you've been asked to come here to look for things? " Asked solemnly.

"No, she was commissioned, and I was commissioned by her." Fat people are more right.

See Hu Qingyin did not refute, obviously acquiesced to the fat man's statement.

After listening, solemn can't help sighing. Before, in the shipwreck, half of Hu Qingyin's men died in the hands of several solemn people, and half died in the hands of monsters. Only Hu Qingyin, the bare commander, was left. Obviously, she had no choice but to cooperate with fat man.

When I think of a girl with a lonely family who wants to engage in such a dangerous career, it's not very dignified. I can't help saying, "if you are short of money, I can lend you some. Isn't the last lesson enough? Why do you have to do it? "

Hu Qingyin was slightly stunned, but then said coldly: "personal hobbies have nothing to do with others. Thank you for your kindness. "

This other person, naturally, is solemn.

She shakes her head solemnly. I really don't understand why Hu Qingyin is so indifferent to herself. Maybe she blames Zhuang chongtou for her companion's death.

"Come on, people don't pay attention to you at all. What are you doing on the pole? We are all standing on the treasure and talking nonsense here. Are we worthy of the wealth left by Wu Hao, the God of death? " The fat man waved to Zhuang chongdao.

With that, the fat man took a flashlight and walked around the hall, marveling.

Looking at him, I wish I could move the whole hall away to get a good price.

You should know that the architectural style here is integrated, and if you tear down any part of it, it will lead to a great decline in value.

The luminous blue stone that forms the wall is a rare kind of jade, and the shadow inside is the shadow of the jade itself. In the construction of this hall, all the stones similar to human figures were used, which makes people feel that thousands of souls are imprisoned inside.

Dang Dang, the fat man patted the pillars of the main hall, and seemed to be thinking about getting them out.

"Ah, by the way, Miss Hu. Is this what you want? Fat master, I have no other advantages, but to my friends that is first-class and sincere. If what you want is in this hall, I'll leave it for you in advance. And you, solemn, you have to choose the same. After the election, the rest are all my fat ones. This underground palace is contracted by fat master! " Fat man makes the appearance of an overbearing president, waves his hand with pride and says.

And Smith listened but quit: "fart! This is our cultural heritage of the United States of America! Nobody move! I'll arrest anyone who dares to move! "

On hearing this, the fat man suddenly glared: "Oh, is the sample pretty horizontal? Solemn, where did you find such a foreign devil? If it wasn't for your face, fat Lord, I would have knocked him down with one blow. "

Looking at the fat man with solemn banter, he said: "let go, I support you. Just don't ask me to help you after you put him down. "

"Why? It seems that the foreign devils are very powerful? " The fat man recognized something wrong.

"It's not that powerful. It's just an FBI agent." Solemn light way.

"..." the fat man shut up in an instant.

What he's doing now is breaking the law, not to mention being in the territory of the American emperor. In the face of FBI agents, how dare fat people be arrogant? Unless fat people are really dying.

"Big brother, it's all misunderstandings. It's all misunderstandings. In this way, shall we divide it equally? Half of you and half of me are rich, and everyone makes money. " The fat man flattered Smith.

Smith snorted coldly and ignored the fat man. He had already seen that this guy was a bitch. The more he gave him a face, the more he pushed his nose.