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In the snow-capped mountain, there is no trace of people. There are a few ordinary families scattered at the foot of the mountain. It is snowing heavily outside the house. The farmer wraps himself tightly and only shows a pair of eyes. The dead branches picked up in the forest were about to go home when they suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

A black shadow flew slowly across the sky, looking like a big bird.

The helicopter made a rumbling sound, and the exploding propellers spun rapidly to bring the helicopter to the direction of the snow-capped mountains. The man in armor put on protective goggles to prevent his eyes from being pierced by the white light of the snow. Mingchen opened the door of the helicopter. He jumped off the helicopter without any hesitation, and the skis on his feet touched the white snow and stirred up swirling snowflakes.

A beautiful and handsome landing, like an extreme athlete, gliding on a snowboard on a snow mountain. After gliding for a while, Mingchen gradually slowed down and stopped near a very ordinary-looking cave.

"It's here."

Looking up at the helicopter that was still flying around the snow-capped mountains, Ming Chen raised his hand and waved as a signal, then took off his skis and walked in.

The cave is not big, and the entrance of the cave can only accommodate two adults. It is dark and cold inside, and it can be used directly to shoot snow mountain horror movies. After walking inside with a flashlight for a while, there is no way.

Mingchen looked at it quietly for a while, then walked to the right direction and groped up and down, and suddenly touched something, he pressed it hard, and the stone made a "click" sound, and then there was a bump on the seemingly ordinary rock wall. A stone came out, and the stone opened on both sides like a small door to reveal a combination disk.

There is even a password, and King Phillips got Altaïr a nice tomb.

Just what would the password be?

When he was thinking about it, Ming Chen suddenly turned around and quickly pointed the gun behind him. There was no place for people to hide in the narrow cave, and a man who was not too small almost blocked the narrow cave.

"Tsk, you are doing me a favor after not seeing you for so long?" The young man exuding hormones took off the goggles on his face, He Wenhan glanced at the cold deadly weapon in Mingchen's hand, and boldly walked over , the tone was cold and casual, sounding very reluctant, "Do you think I want to help you? Get out of the way, and I will enter the password."

It was He Wenhan.

Mingchen put away the gun, sometimes it is inconvenient to use a gun at such a close distance, his Hidden Sword can finish off He Wenhan at any time, of course, he has no intention of killing He Wenhan.

It's just that for this young man who suddenly appeared, precautions are necessary.

"Do you know the password?"

Ming Chen stepped aside to make way for He Wenhan. He sized up this young man whom he hadn't seen for a long time. No haircut.

"Keep staring at me, do you miss me, Mingchen?" He Wenhan blinked at the man, and whistled flirtatiously.

After entering the password, the wall in front of them made a crackling sound, and then the stone slowly moved aside to reveal a new path, which was bright and flat.

He Wenhan strode in without saying a word, Ming Chen frowned slightly and followed in, and the door disguised as a stone wall closed behind him.

"How do you know the password?"

The passageway is much wider than the stone cave outside, even if three adults walk side by side, it will not be too crowded. Even so, Mingchen still walks behind He Wenhan, and he asks the question that He Wenhan didn't answer just now.

"The password is Altaïr's mother's birthday. Our previous generation of kings loved his dead woman who had no status more than outsiders imagined. Unfortunately, no matter how much he loved that woman and their children, the king was still a king in the face of power. Chose the nuke designed to kill his favorite."

He Wenhan strode forward slowly and leisurely, his voice echoed in the empty cold passage, in front of the passage was a door, and they were getting closer and closer to that door.

"I know that among our three brothers, the only one you can trust is He Wenxuan. Unfortunately, that guy can hardly get out of bed because he accompanied you to assassinate, but even though you can't see He Wenxuan, you can also take a look Me," He Wenji turned around with a smirk and raised his chin at Mingchen, "after all, I have the same face as him."

Turning his head away, He Wenhan was still talking and teasing non-stop while walking.

"Aside from the face, the figure is actually the same. Ah, I'm probably a little bit stronger than him. If you are lonely, you can actually find me. I'm not worse than him in bed. You know this best, don't you?"

Ming Chen said coldly: "If you can keep your mouth shut, it will be the greatest help to me."

There was another door, another combination lock, and the two stopped one after the other.

He Wenhan stood in front of the combination lock and looked at it for a while, staring at the research and said: "What kind of body do you plan to find for Altaïr, I think it must be young, but looking at you now, you are actually not that old. When you are young, even if you take good care of it for two years, your skin will gradually become loose, and your body will feel much worse."

"Maybe he will dislike you, and then re-adopt a young and handsome apprentice like you back then, and continue to... love each other." He Wenhan said with a sudden smile, "Do you think I'm right, Mr. Agent?"

"Your speed is slow enough, and you talk a lot of nonsense." Pushing He Wenhan away, Ming Chen stood in front of the code disk and looked at it for a while, then took out a chip from his body and inserted it into the groove next to it.

The combination dial glowed a faint blue light, and after a beep, the door in front of them clicked open.

"Your help is unnecessary." This time it was Ming Chen's turn to push open the door in front of them, ignoring He Wenhan who had been trying to arouse his emotions, Ming Chen walked in after opening the door, and was very spacious And in a very cold room.

His eyes were immediately attracted to the blue vessel in the room.

The familiar man seemed to be lying quietly in the transparent vessel of sea blue as if he had hardly changed. It seemed that he was just falling asleep, rather than not breathing forever.

This feels very strange, Ming Chen can clearly feel the strangeness in his heart.

Altaïr is still the same Altaïr, but he is not the old Tyrael.

"Why did Phillips put Altaïr here?" Before He Wenhan could speak, Mingchen answered his own question, "Altaïr is still his favorite son, but Artest At the same time, Al has a strong willpower. Using the holy stone to implant his consciousness into Altaïr's body is likely to be suppressed or even obliterated by Altaïr's consciousness. This is why his father chose the cowardly and jealous Philip. S, not the smart and tough Altaïr."

"Now that Altaïr is dead, Phillips retains Altaïr's body. Maybe one day in the future, this body will be thawed out and become a Phillips with Altaïr's appearance, a new ruler. .”

Walking to the front of the box step by step, Mingchen slowly stretched out his fingers, and gently touched the cold box.

A layer of glass separated him, so he couldn't touch the man in the box.

"You want to resurrect him, Mingchen, how do you know that Altaïr will be willing to come back to life?" He Wenhan said with a smile, "Because you think he still loves you? Wants to see you? But you are no longer the same as before , don't you think you guys look like monsters?"

"We've always been monsters, and we've always been in the eyes of others."

Answering coldly, Ming Chen walked near the box and seemed to be studying how to take Altaïr out. He glanced at He Wenhan who was standing next to him with his hands folded, the guy shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Why, I need help." ?"

Although he has a face exactly like He Wenxuan's, his trustworthiness is at two extremes.

"Come here and help me see if this box can be lifted out." Ming Chen said, he was going to knock He Wenhan unconscious.

"There is a button here. After pressing it, the box will be separated from these miscellaneous tubes. The box comes with a battery that can keep the box running for 24 hours when it is not connected to the power supply."

He Wenhan walked directly to the side of the box, looked at Mingchen and pointed to the button on the box: "This is it, come and see."

Just as Mingchen walked over to make a move, He Wenhan pressed the button, and a puff of thick white smoke suddenly spewed out from the wall in Mingchen's direction. No matter how quick the reaction was, it was inevitable to inhale some smoke.

Mingchen almost held his breath and hit He Wenhan at the same time. He Wenhan, who had been prepared for a long time, barely avoided Mingchen's attack and quickly retreated to the other side of Altaïr's box, and put on a mask casually.

Looking at Mingchen who was already a little bit crumbling, He Wenhan said with a smile: "I have prepared the most violent meeting gift for you, no matter how powerful an agent is, he is alone, isn't he?"

It was already too late when he realized it was a trap, the whole world was spinning, He Wenhan couldn't hear what he said to him at the end, as if he had fallen into a forest full of white mist, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness.

Seeing Mingchen slowly fell to the ground, He Wenhan walked up to the stunned man and squatted down, took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Send someone in to take the box away."

After turning off the walkie-talkie, He Wenhan stretched out his hand to straighten Li Mingchen's hair: "Emotion is the greatest weakness of human beings, isn't it?" He turned his head and glanced at Altaïr in the box.