Tomb Raider: The Young Captain Mojin

Wu Xie was so frightened that his legs went limp.
Johnson is a mafia, killing people without blinking an eye.

Killing him is commonplace, and there is no psychological burden at all.

With the distance between them, even if Johnson killed Wu Xie, he could still point his gun at Da Panzi and the others, and take another hostage.

So, Wu Xie was really scared.

"Fourth Uncle. You are my dear Fourth Uncle. Please save me. I don't want to die."

Only then did Wu Sihua chuckle, and took out the parchment from his pocket, "Johnson, this is what you want, let Wu Xie go, and the map is yours."

Wu Sihua didn't hesitate at all, and directly threw the map to Johnson.

This guy didn't suspect that the map Wu Sihua gave was fake.

With such a short time, Wu Sihua and the younger brother didn't have time to fake it.

Johnson held a gun to Wu Xie's head in one hand, and looked at the map with the other hand, feeling a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

Although more than a dozen brothers died, at least I got the map of the royal tomb.

After confirming that the map is correct, Johnson began to retreat carefully, "Wu Xie, don't move around, or I will kill you"

Seeing Johnson retreating to the edge of the altar with the map, Sun Kaixuan was so angry that he scolded his mother, "Johnson, fuck you, Zhinima. Leave the map to me."

Sun Kaixuan yelled fiercely, but he didn't have a gun in his hand, and he didn't dare to go forward to snatch the map, so he jumped up in anger.

Johnson moved quickly, jumped off the altar with a whoosh, and ran down the mountain in a hurry.

Da Panzi stepped forward and grabbed Wu Xie, "Fourth master, brother, do you just let him go like this? We risked our lives to get the map."

Wu Sihua lay back on the ground again, "Grandma, can he run away?"

As soon as the words fell, the scud shoes on his feet flew out, and flew straight to the place where Johnson disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Sun Kaixuan laughed loudly, "Hey, why did you forget about the magic shoes, that old boy is doomed!"

Not even a big black bear can escape being trampled by the scud shoes, let alone Johnson.

Just relying on the submachine gun in his hand, it can't hurt the scud crocodile leather dancing shoes at all.

For a moment, a series of gunshots and screams sounded from the foot of the mountain.

Johnson, who was running fast in the mountains, was kicked by the scud dance shoes and flew out, hitting a boulder.

crackling
Grumbling.
Da da da da
There were gunshots and screams one after another, and in just a few seconds, Johnson was kicked by the scud dance shoes, his bones were broken, and his face was deformed.

Sun Kaixuan and Da Panzi trotted all the way to Johnson, and saw a scene they would never forget.

They never thought that a big living person would be kicked alive by a pair of shoes, bloody and bloody.

Reaching out to pick up the sheepskin map, Sun Kaixuan kicked Johnson a few more times, "Damn, ungrateful bastard, there is no good person in the mafia."

After regaining the map, a group of eight people with scars rested on the altar all night before packing up and going down the mountain.

This trip was very fruitful, not only got a lot of precious artifacts, but also got a map of Genghis Khan's tomb.

The bead in Tie Mubo'er's mouth alone is priceless.

just a pity
The exquisite funerary objects in the coffin were not brought out.

After several times of life and death, Huba and Lisa also formed a friendship with Wu Sihua and the others, which can be regarded as a life and death friendship.

Even in the most dangerous juncture, the eight of them never leave, advance and retreat together, and have a tacit understanding.

Lisa is wise and resolute, and Maya is athletic and can be called a calm killer.

Huba has a flexible mind, strong analytical skills, and good skills.

Although Sun Kaixuan was a little reckless and straightforward, he was very righteous, he said what he said, he did what he did, and he rushed to the front from the beginning to the end, and he was on par with Da Panzi.

If there is a regret in this operation, it is that Wu Sihua failed to find Muchen Bead.

But he also had new hope.

After getting the map of Genghis Khan's Mausoleum, we are one step closer to finding the tomb of a generation of Tianjiao.

he hoped
In the big screen of Genghis Khan, Muchen Bead will appear.

However, Wu Sihua also faintly felt uneasy.

During the last trip to Pingshan, Partridge Whistle lost its junior brother Lao Yangren and junior sister Hua Ling.

The leader of Xiling Mountain, Chen Yulou, lost dozens of hundreds of brothers, and even the big Kunlun died below.

This time, when they went deep into Laoxiongling, twenty members of the Mafia were wiped out.

Even Lisa's father Yang Tianfeng and others were burned to ashes.

A large tomb full of iron and wood is so dangerous, let alone the mausoleum of Genghis Khan.

It was already three days later when I returned to Hangcheng.

Lisa and Huba buried their father's ashes with them.
The map was kept by Wu Sihua, and Lisa and the others didn't say anything.

After all, they had already brought back their father's ashes. Although they couldn't tell who belonged to whom, they finally returned to their roots.

Wu Sihua and his younger brother were seriously injured, and they were unable to investigate Genghis Khan's tomb in a short time.

Hearing Wu Xie and Da Panzi talk about Wu Sihua's performance, San Ye couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear.

This is really God wanting to prosper their Wu family, and sent such a precious bump.

Several people brought back the map of the royal tomb, and the third master happily stayed up for two days and two nights, studying the map with a few confidants.

If the battle of Genghis Khan is achieved, the Wu family will really take off.

As for Johnson's dying threat, saying that the Mafia would come to the Wu family, the third master didn't take it seriously at all.

Maggie.
This is China, not America or Italy.

If the mafia dare to kill them, they will never come back, even if they are strong, they will be killed.

early morning
The birds landed on the willow branches of Wu's manor, chirping non-stop.

The fish in the lake splashed from time to time, and their scales shone with colorful light.

Wu Sihua and his younger brother sat under the pavilion in the middle of the lake, drinking green tea.

"Brother, what do you think about the Genghis Khan Mausoleum?"

The little brother took a sip of tea, looked far into the distance, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, "A generation of genius... only knows how to bend a bow and shoot big eagles."

Wu Sihua rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean? Are you flattering him, or are you saying he only knows how to shoot eagles?"

The little brother glanced at Wu Sihua sideways, cherishing words like gold, "There are many dangers."

Wu Sihua has the same opinion as my younger brother.

Since ancient times, the ancients have regarded death as life.

After death, I still want to continue to enjoy the glory, wealth and monstrous rights of my lifetime.

Each dynasty has its own unique style.

The Zhou Dynasty paid attention to no seals and no trees, so there was no trace of the tomb of Zhou Tianzi, buried deep in the ground with dust and soil.

The tombs of the Qin and Han Dynasties are majestic in scale, and are generally Chinese-shaped tombs.

There are more than a hundred partridge whistles in the tomb, and some rules have been summed up from them.

In all tombs of emperors and princes, the burial style after death is very similar to the behavior of the tomb owner during his lifetime.