Hong Kong Comprehensive: Starting from the dispatch of generals from Kuling

Those experts guessed right. Amma was indeed the first heir of Pharaoh. She was trained as an heir from birth to the end.

Originally, she had a perfect future and was destined to be on the throne more often.

However, in her year, with the birth of her younger brother, everything changed.

She was disinherited and handed over to her younger brother.

She fell from the clouds to the mud and fell into boundless pain. At this moment, Seth, the god of death, stepped in and made a deal for her.

He gives strength, lifespan, money and even wisdom, and she can complete the work and seize the throne. However, the only condition for all of this is that she must sacrifice a perfect sentence for the god of death within the time limit, which meets the harsh conditions of Seth's coming to the world. flesh.

Ama agreed to the deal, and borrowed the power of the god of death to cultivate cronies in the palace, control power, and seize the throne.

She endured for many years and finally found a chance to seize the throne. However, when she killed all those who stood in her way and was about to seize the fruits of victory, her guards discovered something was wrong.

Under the trial of the Council of Elders, she was deprived of everything, and even she was sealed in the coffin and sealed in the pyramid with a living burial ceremony.

This seal is thousands of years old.

And some time ago, a local war broke out on the surface, and a shell accidentally exploded her pyramid, which also awakened her soul.

So there was later, to lure outsiders in, trying to obtain a body that walks in the world by seizing the house or possessing a body.

It's a pity that the plan was very good, but it was a bad start.

The first target was to find Ke Ke and her companions, and then they fell into Huang Xing's hands. They were tortured for no reason, and finally ended up disappearing in smoke.

Huang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "It's interesting... This guy can actually disperse his own soul, Voldemort?"

Zhang Xiaoling was surprised: "What? She's not dead?"

"The believers of the god of death Seth, there is something special, and it is not surprising!"

Huang Chen replied casually, thinking about it: "This guy's ability is very good. Not only can he summon living corpses, but he can also set off sandstorms, and even control small animals such as spiders, beetles, and scorpions. This desert should be very useful. It's a pity! I should have known earlier." Be patient."

Huang Xing shook his head: "Forget it, it's good to strengthen your physique, let's go, let's go to the desert!"

Chapter 142 Father and Earl

In Spain, the square in front of the museum is very lively. There are street stalls around, people buying fast food, people painting, dancing, and people selling and singing on the street. The bustle is comparable to that of a flyover.

Flying Eagle Jack was riding a motorcycle, turned into a small alley familiarly, and stopped in front of a fruit shop.

"Hey boy, no parking here!"

A strong white man wearing an apron suddenly rushed out, staring and yelling.

Judging by his attitude, if you don't do what he says, you will inevitably get punched a few times.

"Fariq, your temper is still so grumpy, aren't you afraid that the fruit shop will lose business?"

But Eagle Jack got out of the car in a calm manner and took off his helmet.

When the strong man saw Feiying's face, his anger turned into joy, he laughed and stretched out his arms in a gesture of hugging.

"Jack, hahaha, it turned out to be you brat, and you know how to come back?"

Jack also hugged the strong man with a smile, and the two patted each other's back vigorously, obviously they were very familiar people.

"Fariq, is daddy there? I have something to ask him!"

"Yes! He's always been in his mysterious antique shop!" The strong man pointed back.

"Great! I'm going to see Dad first!"

Jack turned around, grabbed his backpack, and strode into the fruit shop.

The size of the fruit shop is small, so you can see through it at a glance, but when you open the small door and walk in, and turn a corner, you will find something special.

The upper part is empty, and it is a hidden alleyway. Judging from the degree of damage of the bricks and stones, it is obviously a product of a long time, but it is still being used.

Jack was obviously very familiar with this place. He walked quickly and found another exit with three or two turns.

Pushing open the somewhat dilapidated wooden door, there is a shop full of all kinds of strange and weird items inside.

Judging from the items in the store, it is somewhat similar to antique stores in the West, but it is completely different.

For example, Chinese-style items and decorations can be seen everywhere in the room, which is definitely exotic in the eyes of foreigners.

But in the eyes of the natives, it is somewhat nondescript.

These are still in the second place, and the most eye-catching thing is actually a whole wall of books, old or new books are neatly arranged, with scrolls in the middle, and things with a sense of age like books of the same edition, which make people feel Just looking at it, you can't help but feel curious.

When he came to the familiar space, Jack obviously relaxed. He looked around with a smile and shouted, "Dad, are you there? I'm back!"

"Why are you shouting! Dad is not deaf yet? As for being so loud?"

On the second floor, a thin old man with gray hair piled in a mess behind his head and wearing a pair of big glasses came out with his hands behind his back.

He was wearing a white coat that had obviously been washed many times and had begun to turn yellow.

"Daddy!" Jack waved excitedly.

The old man said angrily: "I saw you, you monkey, you still know to come back? Where did you get into trouble this time?"

Jack ran up to the second floor in three steps and two steps, but his father put on a gesture of refusal, hugged him vigorously, and said, "What are you talking about, father, I am a famous flying eagle, how could I cause trouble? It's doing big things!"

The old man curled his lips: "It's no wonder if you believe me, come on, stop playing with me and talk about things! Father, I'm currently studying neon myths, so I don't have time to talk to you!"

Jack smiled coyly: "I still can't hide it from my father's eyes!"

He took out an envelope from his backpack, pulled out the neatly folded paper inside, shook it off and handed it to his father.

The old man took it over, pushed the glasses to look it over carefully, and said in surprise: "It's a very delicate mechanism key, where did you get it?"

"The employer!"

"Employer? Which country's nobleman? Or a company group or something?" The old man rolled his eyes: "Don't get in touch with this group of people. I told you a long time ago that this group of people has no good things. I always follow them." Stick it together, and be careful when the thunder strikes, I will fold you in together!"

Jack sneered: "No, this time the employer is just an ordinary person. He asked me to find this key and gave me a vague clue. I went around Northern Europe a few days ago and asked many friends about it. Over, completely clueless.

After thinking about it, I might as well come back and ask my father for help, otherwise I will have no way to do it! "

The old man didn't care about Jack's words. He carefully looked at the sketch pattern of the key, pondered for a moment and said, "I seem to have seen this key in some book! Wait...don't talk, let me Think about it!"

Just as Jack was about to speak, his father stopped him ahead of time, so he could only hold back.

The old man took the paper, put his hands behind his back, and walked a few steps on the spot with a slightly hunched back. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and said: "Yes, I remembered! Jack, go to my small study. The second row, the third trip, find a German anecdote and bring it here!"

"Ok!"

Without further ado, Jack turned his head and went into the small study on the second floor.

The so-called small study room is actually the work room where my father reads books on weekdays, takes notes and occasionally writes calculations.

In this room, apart from a table, a reclining chair and some supporting facilities for study, the rest of the space is almost filled with bookshelves. There are all kinds of books on it, and they are so messy that outsiders will only see them. I feel that my head is big, but for my father, this is the most convenient state to work.

Jack has lived here, and has also served as his father's assistant for a while, and he has long been familiar with the work of finding books and materials.

Now that the father gave clear coordinates again, Jack found the book that was a little yellowed and very old-fashioned with almost no effort.

"Let me see, which part is it?"

Dad also followed into the study room, took the book from Jack's hand, placed it on the table casually, and quickly flipped through it.

"I read this book about a year ago, and I can only remember the contents of the book roughly... By the way, it's here!"

While speaking, the old man had already turned to the page he needed, and gave up his position to Jack.

Jack raised his head to look, and his eyes widened.

It turned out that there was a photo of a strange key printed on the book, no matter the shape, outline or size, it was exactly the same as the picture on the paper.

The old man snorted slightly proudly: "I am old and my memory is much worse. If I mentioned something a few years ago, my father would be able to answer it in an instant. Why do I need to look for books?"

With his hands behind his back, he said lazily: "You like to run around the world to find some ancient and valuable cultural relics, and you are not interested in these with a history of only a few decades at most.

So you probably don’t know that the legend about desert gold is actually not a secret in the entire Sahara and surrounding cities. Thousands of gold diggers come here every year for this secret.

Try to bet your luck on finding this gold!

It's a pity that so far, no one has heard of anyone finding it! "

"Gold?" Jack kept his eyes on the book and murmured unconsciously.

The old man said: "It is clearly written in the book. According to legend, in the late World War II, Germany deliberately transferred a batch of up to [-] tons of gold into the Sahara Desert in order to make a comeback.

And this incident has been confirmed by key figures in several neighboring countries intentionally or unintentionally. There are even rumors that the key to unlock the base has always been in the hands of Spain, but no one knows whether it is true or not! "

Having said that, the old man took the sketch in his hand to his eyes, looked at it again, and nodded slightly: "The person who drew this picture obviously knows a lot about keys!"

"In the hands of the Spanish authorities?"

Jack frowned and said, "Father, do you really have this gold?"

The old man thought for a while and nodded: "It should be there, but it's definitely very difficult to find out! Just relying on yourself, if you don't step on dog shit luck, I'm afraid it will be indefinitely!

How much did you charge your employer?Return it to others as soon as possible, don't take this muddy water! "

Jack was noncommittal.

He hesitated.

As an international thief, who still has an official background and often cooperates with the secrecy departments of various countries, how can he not understand the importance of this gold.

It is good that there is no news about gold, and everyone can live in peace. Once the news of finding gold is exposed, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the future.

As for the employer...

Huang Chen's smiling face flashed in Jack's mind.

If you just quit like this, wouldn't it be too immoral? They spent money! 200 million dollars!That's 200 million!

The father obviously saw through Jack's thoughts, and snorted softly, "Do you still have luck?"

"Father, there are more than 200 tons of gold after all, I think..."

"You want to fuck, you don't want to!"

The old man scolded: "Hurry up and refuse me, this is not muddy water for you to wade through!"

"But……!"

Before Jack could finish speaking, the satellite phone on his body rang.

He was slightly taken aback, and walked aside to answer the phone.