I don't have a system but I have a hammer

A little closer, I heard the conversation of these tomb robbers through the radio...

"Brother, there is no oil and water in this place..."

"Impossible. I saw someone burn the paper last week, which means that the grave has never been opened. How could there be no oil and water..."

"It's true, if you don't believe me, see for yourself..."

"Damn, why are there only a few ragged clothes?"

"Could it be... bad, it's a hook!"

When I heard this, thoughts flashed in my eyes, I immediately stopped the motorcycle, and slowly pushed into the bushes beside me...

With the bushes tall enough to cover my figure, I watched the group of tomb robbers, and couldn't help curling my lips...

That's right, the meaning of the hook, as the name suggests, is the bait that attracts people...

Generally, people who do this kind of thing are either policemen who specialize in catching tomb robbers, or they are colleagues who play black and eat black...

I'm not afraid of the latter, if the former...

Damn, do you really not want me to sleep well?

However, before I started complaining, there were bursts of fighting sounds in front of me...

"Hmph, finally caught you!"

"Little girl, it really is you, and I should have slaughtered you at the beginning!"

"So much nonsense, brothers, the time has come to avenge the patriarch, kill them!"

"Fuck, brothers, take the guys and fight them, as long as you cross the river, you can live!"

"... "

The battle in the distance is quite lively. On one side are four grave-digging men in military coats. The leader has a horrible scar on his left face and holds a military shovel unfolded in his left hand. appearance…

On the other side, there are eight "hooks" wearing black padded jackets. The styles of the clothes are obviously sewn together, and it can be seen that they should be members of a gangster family...

The leader was a woman in her 30s, standing in the middle of the alley, with a small pipe dangling from her mouth, smoking it with a bit of cruelty in her eyes...

What is intriguing is that the hooks are all wearing a white rope on their shoulders, probably similar to the custom of "wearing hemp and filial piety"...

Although I am not very clear about the customs here, but based on the situation at the scene and the conversation just now, it should be that the tomb robber killed the woman's father, and then the woman set up a trick to attract the tomb robber, and then there was a clichéd fight...

This kind of hatred and hatred is difficult to distinguish who is right and who is wrong, so I have no intention of intervening. I just glanced at the forest farm far behind me, thinking about whether I should go back the same way first, and continue on my way tomorrow. …

Bang~

The moment the gunshot rang out, my pupils shrank suddenly, and I subconsciously squatted down and looked forward. I saw the smoking woman who had been shot and fell to the ground at a glance, and I couldn't help curling my lips...

Hey, I thought he was a big shot...

After the woman was shot, the remaining hooks were also dumbfounded, as if they didn't expect the enemy to have a gun...

Immediately afterwards, before the hooks could react, they were also pierced by bullets and died...

Powerful, although he is the only one in Scarface's group who has a gun, but he didn't have the idea to take it out at first, but waited until he got close to the woman before shooting...

It can be seen that this guy is quite powerful!

bang bang bang

After a few gunshots, the scene has quieted down. In the distant battlefield, besides the hooked corpses, there are three tomb robbers standing, but one of them is lying on the ground and panting heavily, as if he is about to return home. Already...

"Damn it, you two go look around now to see if there are any accomplices of this bitch, and clean up this area by the way, I have to send my brother to the hospital first..."

Hearing this, I was overjoyed, and hurriedly laid the motorcycle flat, covered all the dead branches and broken soil on the ground, and then lay down on the ground and got into the bushes...

Depending on the situation, they should leave soon, which is good news for me...

After all, this kind of thing is not only a waste of time for me, but also increases the risk of exposure...

Who knows...

"No, the hospital is at least ten kilometers away from here. He is seriously injured now, and he can't last there at all..."

"Damn it, it's impossible to watch him die!"

"Don't worry, when I stepped on the site a few days ago, I found forest rangers in the forest farm over there. I guess there must be someone who knows first aid among them..."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. If my brother doesn't survive tonight, he'll be buried with me!"

Uh…

I rolled my eyes, cursed in my heart, slowly climbed out of the bushes, turned on all the functions of the goggles, and at the same time adjusted the power of the wrist cannon to the maximum...

In the distance, Scarface hugged his younger brother, greeted the other two loudly, and worked together to lift him onto the off-road vehicle...

Slightly glanced at the hideous wound on his lower abdomen, an anxious expression flashed in the eyes of the scar face...

"What are you waiting for, drive!"

"Hey, good!"

Seeing that the car had already started, Scarface looked down at his younger brother who was full of anger in his arms again, and kept yelling...

"Damn it, don't fucking sleep, just hold on for a while, fuck, we've got over the rat plague, and my brother hasn't taken you to a brothel yet, so don't just die like this!"

It can be seen that Scarface is very concerned about his little brother. Apart from the heart-piercing shouts, he also raises his head from time to time to urge his companions to drive quickly...

And just as the three of them were on their way, the guy in the driver's seat suddenly saw a dark figure in the bushes by the side of the road through the headlights in front of him...

"Fuck me!"

This sudden ghostly figure scared him to the brakes...

"Damn, what was that just now?"

However, before his question was answered, he was slapped heavily on the back of the head, followed by Scarface's angry reprimand...

"Did I tell you to stop, fuck, keep going!"

The driver rubbed the back of his head as if aggrieved, then glanced at the bushes beside the road with lingering fear, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found nothing...

Stepping on the accelerator, the vehicle continued to move forward, but the driver glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, as if to confirm whether he was dazzled just now...

What made the driver's pupils shrink suddenly was the companion sitting next to him who opened the window and smoked...

That's right, he was supposed to be still smoking, but now he is shrinking in his position, with deep fear in his eyes...

"You...you saw that thing too?"

The smoking man shook his body and nodded slightly, then pointed to the top of his head, and said something softly...

"That thing just seemed... came up..."

wow~

Before the words fell, the driver yelled in horror...

"Fuck, what is this!"

I saw a slender mechanical flying claw suddenly appearing outside the car window, directly grabbing the smoking man's neck, and the next second he was trembling all over, tilting his head and foaming...

"Boss, hurry up...uh uh uh~"

Scarface only heard a shout, and suddenly felt the violent shaking of the off-road vehicle...

But the swaying of the vehicle out of control and the fainting of the two companions did not make Scarface feel any fear. Instead, he became fierce and took out his pistol to jump out of the car...

wow~

However, before he opened the door, the off-road vehicle crashed into the bushes because of losing control, and then the mechanical flying claw appeared again from the window...

"Fuck you, die for me!"

Scarface yelled loudly, his eyes gleaming fiercely, he gritted his teeth and raised his gun in the next second, and was ready to shoot at Flying Claw...

Zilazila~

However, what responded to him was only the lack of light in front of him...