How can we do without satellites? Going to tombs is so dangerous that we must be equipped with independent satellites to ensure that there is a signal whether we go to Mount Everest to hunt birds or go to the bottom of the five oceans to catch turtles! Nuclear submarines are even more dangerous. There are so many underwater tombs in the world of tomb raiders. There are storms in these seas at any time. It is so unsafe without submarines...

The three of them looked at each other in a somewhat awkward atmosphere. For the first time, the blind man and the mute, whose appearance fees would reach millions in the future, felt the embarrassment of the poor.

The matter is of great importance, so the three of them decided to hold a small meeting temporarily!

"Beep, beep, someone is approaching the location detected"

Da Huang in the corner suddenly sent out a notification, and the image of the clan’s stone tablet automatically appeared in front of him.

I saw a fat man crawling towards the tribe's land, with several huge wild wolves chasing him closely. The fat man had no time to pay attention to the surrounding environment. He just ran away with his head in his hands and did not even notice the stone tablet on the side of the road.

"Do you want to activate the killing mode?"

The fat man who entered the tribe's territory saw the wild wolf suddenly stop where it was, looking as if it didn't dare to move forward. He then quickly sat down on the ground and took a few deep breaths.

"Oh my god, this is really going to kill me. Ha, you still want to eat your fat grandpa? You are dreaming. Chase me! Why don't you chase me?"

Hearing the provocation from their prey, several wolves took a few steps forward and pretended to attack. The fat man was so scared that he sat on the ground and moved backwards so quickly that his pants were almost exposed.

Seeing the wild wolf threatening but not daring to cross the stone tablet on the side of the road, the fat man began to observe the surrounding environment.

The huge stone statue, the shadowy forest, the uninhabited village not far away, and the rustling sound of the swaying branches in the setting sun are chilling.

"Oh my god! Amitabha, the great Marxist fighter is fearless. May all the Buddhas in the sky bless me to be invincible, and may I be free from all evil spirits..."

He knelt on the ground and started talking nonsense.

Zhang Musi looked at the fat man in front of him and sucked his teeth. Hiss, no need to guess, looking at the face that looks exactly like the young version of Jiang Chao, the Fatty Wang from Ghost Blows Out the Light is here...

Save this protagonist!

The wolves were still lingering around, staring at their prey. The fat man tried to break through the enemy's blockade for the third time but failed. After rolling around in the dirt, he finally advanced towards the strange village with a bruised face.

"This place is like a wolf in front and a tiger behind. What kind of place is this? I'm so scared. I'm so unlucky that I don't have red shorts to wear today!"

Turning the corner of the alley, he saw three figures appearing in the distance. The fat man instantly broke out in a cold sweat. Where did these people come from in this place where there was no village or shop nearby?

"You...you...who are you?"

"Hey, fat guy over there, you'd better not move for your safety."

The blind man spoke lazily, saying that there might be some traps in the Wengcheng area in front of the Zhang family, and it would be hard to say if they just rushed in blindly.

It seems that little Mu Si knows this fat guy, so he must not play tricks on him to death.

Live!

The fat man immediately became excited. "Hey, comrade! We are so destined to meet! We can meet in this remote place, hey!"

"Hey you fat guy, what nonsense, this is our clan's land!"

"Oh my, it was me, Fatty, who said the wrong thing." He quickly interrupted with a smile, but turned around and looked at the houses around him that had been abandoned for at least decades, and added another sentence with a rude tone.

"Hey, guys, your tribe looks really creepy, it doesn't look like there are any living people..."

"Then...how do you know that we are living people..."

Now that the atmosphere has been set to this point, I would be letting myself down if I didn't act naughty for a moment.

When the fat man heard this, his clothes, which had just dried a little, instantly became soaked again...

"You, you, you...don't come over here. I...I am a great proletarian fighter...I am...I am...I am...fearless!"

The fat man pretended to be a martyr while his shifty eyes darted around, looking like a pervert who had entered a women's bathhouse, ready to run away at any moment.

Without saying anything, Zhang Qiling stepped forward at an astonishing speed and flicked his fingers. The fat man collapsed to the ground like mud and passed out...

Hum ~

The blind man heard a comfortable whimper from the throat of Zhang Muchi, who had a serious face beside him. It felt like a male student adventuring into a cave for the first time, with a numbing feeling emanating from every pore.

That’s right~ That’s the taste~ It feels good~ A late but late secret skill · A critical hit behind the neck · The secret of stun!

It is estimated that he will not wake up for 3-5 hours. Technician Zhang Qiling said, 8 hours!

They simply plucked all his hair off and threw him in the rest area of ​​the bathhouse. With Da Huang supervising them, the three of them were not worried at all.

Return to the office to continue the interrupted memories.

"We are now facing several most important things."

Mr. Zhang spoke first!

"The first is Zhang Qishan, who shamelessly and heartbreakingly coveted us dumb people, and the forces behind him."

"Secondly, although this money can last for a while, I think we can't wait. The task of making money is also very urgent!"

"Third, in addition to the people Zhang Hailou can bring, are there other members of the Zhang family who can return?"

"Is there anything else you need to add?"

Very good, no one is talking!

"The first topic is Zhang Qishan and the forces behind him!"

"What exactly is the power behind Zhang Qishan?"

Zhang Qiling looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, looking like he had lost his memory. Seeing Zhang Musi staring at him, he glanced in the direction of the blind man with a hint of meaning.

"Ah..." The blind man sighed, holding his forehead and said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but it's really not feasible to force it, even if MacArthur comes."

As he said this he pointed his finger to the sky.

Zhang Musi tried desperately to recall, but he always felt something was wrong.

The last leader of this organization died in 2005. As a researcher, he also looked up the corresponding social events based on his own guesses.

"There is an old saying... The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is..."

"In fact, people who hold high positions are all rational. I admit that immortality is very tempting, but for these top geniuses in the human group, sitting on the plane, thinking, if only I could have a bite of the soybean paste from Lao Li's family at the east end of the village, it doesn't matter if I don't have it."

Zhang Musi cleared his mind, sorted out his thoughts and continued speaking.

"But who will be saved by this incident? Heshen hopes that Qianlong will live a hundred years, Zhao Gao hopes that Hu Hai will never die. Those who rely on flattery and have no actual achievements will be almost dead if they lose the big tree."

In this special era, the power reached its peak, and the last person survived until 2005. The direction could not be clearer.

It's easy to see the King of Hell, but it's hard to deal with the little ghosts. Besides, Zhang Qishan's status is not enough for a direct conversation. He just follows the orders of the eunuchs, so this matter can't be put on the table, even...

"In this matter, a group of eunuchs held out hope and only dared to operate in secret within the scope of their own power, and they didn't even dare to let other people in the upper echelons know..."

"How could you come to such a conclusion..."

The blind man knew much more than the two of them, but in the mouths of the Old Nine Gates, he appeared to be something else, an irresistible force shrouded by an insurmountable sky.

Zhang Muchi put his hands behind his head and looked up at the sky with a nostalgic look.

"You have walked from darkness to dawn, and have never seen the road ahead. But in my dreams, I have seen the sun shining brightly, the seas and rivers calm, and the world at peace. It may sound ridiculous, but my faith in them is stronger than that of those who have shared joys and sorrows with me."

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