Chapter 449

Dong!

With a bang, the steel gate of the platinum pagoda burst open. The iron faced man held his head with both hands to protect the key and charged, but the expected ambush explosion did not appear. The whole floor was quiet and dark. The tall bookshelf pulled the dim light of the wall lamp out of a long shadow, both like a guard and a tombstone.

There was a pause in the sound of gunfire outside, and the attackers rushed into the platinum tower to rest. When they were close to the door, the Gunners guarding the main door had already dispersed, and the attackers had no intention of pursuing them - the task target was right in front of them, and they could distinguish the importance.

Pop!

When the steel gate overlapped again, the chief manager randomly took out a book from the bookshelf, lit the lighter and glanced at it: "the atlas of ancient dragon species? It's a rare treasure, but I'm afraid there are only a few dragons and beasts recorded on it. After decades, maybe everyone doesn't believe that there have been ancient dragon species before... It's useless to keep it."

He lit the book and stuffed it into the bookshelf. It was dry in the Mid Autumn Festival, and the bookshelf soon burned. The raging fire swallowed up the whole bookshelf and lit up the dark hall.

"Are there any casualties?" asked the chief manager.

"Two died." someone in the brotherhood said, "one is your man and the other is our 'greedy Cup'. He couldn't escape. He was shot in the head and fainted to the ground."

There were Wei Weiwei and Yantong agents outside. They fainted in the head, and the basic outcome was doomed.

Yue Yu looked around for a week and found that the cursed Hunter whose hamstring was cut by cicada dust and his caudal vertebra was also dragged in. He was surrounded by other cursed hunters and seemed to be undergoing emergency treatment. Soon, the hunter with a walking stick also recovered his combat effectiveness.

Although it had been expected, Yue Yu couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Only two died!

He is both a foreshadowing and a trickster. He has laid a snare before and after. Even Yantong, a group of vicious agents, as executors, spent nine cattle and two tigers to decorate the "huangquan road", which only killed them!

The combat strength is intact, but there is still spare strength!

So terrible!

These people must not stay!

"That's only one dead," said the chief manager easily.

Others were stunned, but they saw with their own eyes that the iron faced man named "No. 2" was cut off by the teacher of the Imperial College. Isn't that enough? Or is it that they will not treat people as people to save the country and relieve the difficulties, so they can not be regarded as dead people?

Pop!

Suddenly, a body was thrown out. It was the headless body No. 2. We didn't look carefully just now, but now we have changed our faces - there is no bleeding at the broken neck!

Another iron faced man held his head and, like furniture with tenon and tenon structure, pressed the head of No. 2 on the fracture of his neck, making a sound like the bite of a gear.

Although it was incredible, seeing them in such a state, others held their breath, dared not blink, and stared at the body of No. 2!

"No. 2 has the strongest combat power, and can't do without him." the chief manager sighed and took out a box from his arms. There is a square ice in the box, and there is a golden ruby in the ice, just like golden blood!

He put the ice near the burning bookshelf. The ice soon melted and exposed the gold and Ruby inside. Then he stuffed the gold and Ruby into No. 2's mouth. The next second, No. 2 had bleeding red lines all over his body, and blood suddenly gushed from the fracture of his neck!

Click, click, click!

No. 2 stood up while twisting his neck. His neck made a bone noise that made his scalp numb. He immediately stood behind the main manager as if nothing had happened!

Everyone was stunned, confused, surprised, greedy and scared!

"Good, move on." the chief manager patted No. 2 on the shoulder with satisfaction. He seemed to notice other people's expressions now, and his ugly face showed surprise: "what's the matter? Don't look at me, I only have one blood essence stone, and then the dead will really die."

"Blood essence stone?" a three gun disciple frowned slightly: "is it a very divine weapon? A magic divine weapon? Or is it armed by God?"

"In fact, it's not even God's armed force." the chief manager smiled: "it can only be regarded as a natural and earth treasure carved manually. Well, it's normal that you don't know. This is the president's unique resource and has never spread."

"Don't be so surprised. Believe in knowledge, it's impossible for the world to come back from the dead, but it's not impossible for people who have just died to come back to life. Isn't there many cases of 'living dead' among the chief medical officer? The blood essence stone is equivalent to the medical officer at the peak of the state to give full help, which can quickly restore the consciousness of people whose brains have not been damaged."

"If you are willing to sell this thing to save the country and relieve the disaster, the storm army will certainly collect it regardless of the asking price!" the brotherhood said immediately.

"Although businessmen dare to sell their own parents as long as the asking price is appropriate, the blood essence stone is useless to outsiders. Only those of us who have been 'cultivated' by the president can absorb the energy of the blood essence stone... Moreover, now is not the right time to talk about business." the chief manager looked around the hall and smiled.

At this point, others didn't ask much, but their eyes were shining with strange light.

Even if there are many preconditions, but this is a prop that can bring people back from the dead. Who can not be moved? Even if it is not sold, there will be such a group of powerful and revivable guards for national salvation and disaster relief, which is enough for the forces behind them to re-examine the energy of this partner.

Yue Yu thought more deeply: if the reality is as they wish, tea Huan dies and Qin Le Yin breaks his hand, there will be no fairness in the next sword search and position competition. It will directly enter the krypton gold competition and offline real person fast play. At this time, national salvation and disaster relief will suddenly show their muscles. There are both powerful guards and props that can revive after death... After this battle, national salvation and disaster relief will directly become a chess player on the table and participate in the competition for supreme power!

More importantly, the weak morale is uplifted again!

After witnessing the "miracle", the remaining attackers have more confidence in coming down, and they have entered the platinum tower. In this closed environment, those smelly fish and rotten shrimp can't compete with them!

"Although I thought it was impossible before, I didn't expect it to be so magical..." the chief manager stared at the wall of the platinum pagoda and sighed: "I can only carry out the second plan."

"What's the first plan?" someone asked.

"The first plan is to blow up the Baijin Pagoda with gunpowder on the first floor, and then search slowly when the Baijin pagoda collapses."

Everyone's eyes lit up - good idea! Because the White Gold pagoda is too grand, and it is also a symbol of the imperial court. These thugs who are used to killing and setting fire do not think of the option of destroying the White Gold pagoda, but in fact, they all broke into the platinum pagoda. Do they still need to care about the morality of the Jianghu?

The chief manager said: "However, the walls of the platinum pagoda are not only hard, but also the principals of all generations seem to have moved their hands and feet. They use the power of the spiritual sea to connect every turn and floor of the platinum pagoda. The platinum pagoda is a whole - even if we pile all the gunpowder together to explode, the power of explosion will be scattered throughout the platinum tower, and even a hole can't be blown out Come! "

"Is there such a mysterious thing?" the hostages of the brotherhood doubted: "if this technology is applied to urban defense, it will not be an easy fortress? But -"

"Talking about toxicity without talking about dosage is just playing rogue." the chief manager said lightly: "the imperial court has experienced many years, and the presidents of all dynasties are basically military pillars, so they can only build such a white gold pagoda. If you hook up the walls of the whole city, how many military pillars do you think you need to move bricks? If you don't believe it, you can try whether you can leave a pit on the wall."

The cursed hunter named "piercing" immediately pulled out his meat saw knife and rowed hard on the ground. As a result, he could only draw sparks. The sawteeth of the meat saw knife rolled up and couldn't even draw a trace.

Now everyone didn't believe it and had to believe it. They looked at the chief manager with admiration. Some people wondered and asked, "you didn't test it just now. You can see it directly with the naked eye?"

"I've tested it before," said the chief manager, "but I thought it was the sunlight during the day that enhanced the defense of the platinum pagoda. Now when I enter the platinum pagoda late at night, I finally confirm that it's not the sunlight defense, but the overall defense."

"Wait, so, in fact, as long as they block the front door, they can stop us outside?" suddenly someone said in surprise: "but just now the front door opened as soon as it was pushed..."

"There is no front door and there are windows. Moreover, the front door is often closed and cannot be connected with the whole. It can certainly be blown open with explosives." the chief manager said: "however, they directly give up using the front door to delay time, which means..."

The chief manager looked at the spiral stairs close to the tower wall: "there are still many good plays waiting for us."

A grass chopper gnashed his teeth and said, "they will regret it!"

"You'll regret it."

Suddenly an empty voice echoed in the hall, and everyone was stunned, including Yue Yu.

"Who is it?" the cursed Hunter roared and jumped onto the bookshelf to observe the whole hall: "do you think you can hide it!?"

"I didn't hide."

The chief manager frowned slightly and suddenly said, "No. 1, count the number again!"

"There are two grass cutting messengers, four curse hunters, two three gun disciples, one sword hiding assassin, five brothers and six guards, a total of 20 people." No. 1 answered.

The chief manager nodded and suddenly asked, "how many people were there when we started?"

"Twenty three."

When number one answered coldly, everyone was stunned.

They also remember that there were 23 people when they set out from the courtyard.

But just now on the road, a disciple in black with three guns, two grass choppers and a dead member of the brotherhood died, a total of four people.

In theory, there should be only nineteen left!

Why are there twenty!?

"All forces check their internal members and report their names!" the chief manager shouted, "count again!"

"Grass chopper, breaking flow, breaking fire!"

"Curse the hunter, bone piercing, broken legs, cold heart, unheard of!"

"Three gun disciples, Wang Xin, fulfill your wishes."

"Brotherhood, Weishui, nujia..."

Everyone honestly reported their fame, including Yue Yu's nickname "Yin Yin Yin", but the number was still 20!

One more!

Many people were frightened and even fell to the ground!

Who can take part in this operation is not a human spirit? As early as they set out, they secretly remembered the number of other forces and were very sure that they would be 23 when they set out!

Even if someone really joins the team halfway, they will certainly find that there are more people in other forces. But now when I think back to the time of departure, they included the dead, but found that there were 24 people in total!

On one side, there are only 23 people who have confirmed their memories;

One side is the reality without mistakes. There are really 24 people!

Is memory wrong, or reality wrong?

"I heard."

The chief manager suddenly said: "Hundreds of years ago, the northern Cao man used up the information accumulated for thousands of years and launched the largest invasion to the south in winter, known as the" white disaster "in history. They were so powerful that they almost pierced the whole Yanyun until they reached the Kinki of Yanjing. At that time, the reigning emperor Mu Zong resolutely used the holy sword to shine. With one sword, they cut all three thousand miles, and there were northern barbarians everywhere. But because of the excessive loss of life, a year later He died. "

Everyone knows this history very well. After all, this is the closest record of the use of holy sword in modern times, but I don't know why the chief manager suddenly said this.

"At that time, Cao man was able to cut through the Youyun, not because of how strong Cao man was, but because the fortress defense line in the Youyun area collapsed when it didn't defend itself. When Cao man came, he opened the door to meet the enemy and almost surrendered."

"It's impossible!" the grass chopper shouted subconsciously: "Youyun people can't collude with Cao man!"

The chief manager ignored him and continued: "Even after Mu Zong's death, the imperial court still thoroughly investigated Youyun for five years and killed many people. As a result, Youyun aristocratic family did not exist. All officials changed one after another, but there was still no clue. I don't know why, the imperial court stopped investigating, and the records of the 'white disaster' were destroyed and diluted. Now no one knows the humiliating history of Youyun's meeting the enemy."

"However, the Imperial Envoys who investigated the change of Youyun kept the secret in their letters. Because the secret was so strange that they were unwilling to let the secret disappear in history even at the risk of beheading!"

"They found that someone really opened the gate to meet Cao man, even assassinated his colleagues and senior officials and betrayed Huiyao!"

"Although many survivors know the traitors, they can't say his name, his past, or even his official position, origin, relatives and friends and deeds!"

"According to the final investigation results of the Imperial Envoys, those betrayers are actually Cao man! But Cao man uses a secret method to make everyone see the Betrayer subconsciously as a companion and will not doubt the authenticity of the Betrayer!"

When they heard this, they were so cold that they cursed the hunter and said, "there is such a treacherous skill in the world. Why didn't they kill Cao man at that time? If Cao man made a comeback -"

"After I read the secret in the letter, I also had such concerns." the chief manager said, "but think carefully, the Imperial Envoys have been recruited."

"Why do they know that this is the secret skill of Cao man, not that someone has been bribed?"

"Why can they be sure that the Betrayer is Cao man, not Youyun man?"

"Why do they dare to report such absurd reports, and are they not afraid of being blamed by the emperor?"

"The truth is that the Imperial Envoys found out the truth because of the guidance of their companions." the chief manager looked at the people and said calmly, "if I guessed correctly, the caoman tribe that mastered these secrets has been completely exterminated, so the imperial court will stop investigating."

"Right, sword bearer."

The hall was silent until the empty voice sounded again:

"Three jackdaws."

"Cao man is the greatest, most powerful and most intelligent wise man in history. His name has up to 26 syllables, which translates into three jackdaws."

"The mental warfare method he developed has found another way, which is unmatched so far."

"His name is' compatriots'."

"The tribe was extinct 563 years ago, and all records were destroyed."

Many people's hearts fall into the abyss and are more afraid than meeting ghosts.

Because ghosts may not be able to kill them.

But the swordsman... Even if they have overestimated the swordsman, they still underestimated it.

The swordsman didn't even start, he just mingled with them openly, but they couldn't find it, just because he used a war method that everyone had never heard of - "compatriots"!

How?

When the enemy stands in front of you, you treat the enemy as a companion. How can you fight?

"It's a pity that such an invincible war method is only used to hide." the chief manager smiled.

"Only invincible people have no invincible Dharma. Wuzhu's spiritual cultivation is as solid as a rock and is not invaded by foreign demons. The 'compatriots' secret Dharma is also ineffective for them and even arouses vigilance. Unfortunately, you don't have wuzhu... At least not now."

What do you mean? Does the sword holder think someone can suddenly explode advanced martial pillars?

"Well, don't you do it yet?" said the chief manager, "if you want to kill us with your ability, why do you need to cover up and do it directly?"

Everyone hold their breath.

Yue Yu is ready to shout, "I'm an undercover.".

"... you didn't break my rules. I have no reason to do it."

"Then why did you show up?" the chief manager was not afraid.

"Because I already know who is behind you. I hope you can retreat... I don't want to be against him."

what!?

The sword holder who holds the glorious holy sword has a little fear of the president of the national salvation and disaster relief association?

And listen to the tone, I'm afraid the sword holder knows the president behind the scenes. Rao is the president behind the scenes. The sword holder still chooses to give in!

The chief manager refused: "but it's a pity that the president told me to reach the highest level of the platinum pagoda, seize the Qin Yueyin and search for the glory of the holy sword."

"Then play a game. Between you and Qin Yueyin."

"If you can finish the task, I will send away your living people and the bodies."

"If you fail, others don't want to leave alive."

"Then the game begins."

There was no chance to discuss at all. The sword holder announced the beginning directly.

"Game..." the chief manager didn't seem surprised. "Everyone heard it. Let's go. As long as we can complete the task, we don't have to consider the retreat."

"But will the sword bearer keep his promise?" asked the dead man of the brotherhood. "I'm afraid he didn't want to tease us. In the end, he stopped --"

"He will." the chief manager said, "sword hunting and academic games mean that he can only find fun in this game. Moreover, even if he doesn't abide by it, what can we do?"

"I've never seen such a strong man who binds himself with rules..." the three gun disciples muttered.

"Because the strong are people, people naturally do everything for their interests."

The chief manager looked at them: "but if the president is right, the sword holder..."

"I have regarded myself as a God."