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There are two pottery figurines on the left and right sides of the north gate of the long and narrow tomb. They are sculpted in golden color, and they are three-headed and six-armed monsters.Han Bei took off his bulletproof vest, and put it on Qiu Zhengxia involuntarily, "You don't have a gun, so be careful."

Qiu Zhengxia couldn't resist him, so he quickly kissed him on the cheek, "Be careful too."

Sticking to the wall and turning into the tomb, the flashlight turned around, and a row of human-sized figurines of music and dancing in front of him seemed to be arranged in disorder, blocking the view. Qiu Zhengxia turned the mechanism, and a stone door landed. He whispered: "I don't know where Ximen Open or close, the structure of this tomb is really weird, that one is the front room, what is this one?

Back to back, the two cautiously walked around several figurines of music and dance, and saw that this tomb was at least three to five times the size of the front room just now, and there were hundreds of figurines of music and dance.Carrying a flashlight in such a dark environment with overlapping obstacles is undoubtedly announcing "I am here" to the enemy. Han Bei inserted the flashlight into the hand of a musical and dancing figurine, and answered him: "Isn't it weirder not to have the main coffin?"

Qiu Zhengxia followed suit by finding a musical figurine playing drums and inserting a flashlight into the gap between its legs.

"Hey, you pervert..."

With a "bang" gunshot, a musical figurine in front of him collapsed, and at the moment of the loud noise, Qiu Zhengxia fell heavily to the ground without making a sound.

"Zhengxia!" Han Bei dragged Qiu Zhengxia to a dark place, anxious: "Zhengxia, Zhengxia! Where did you hit?"

Qiu Zhengxia covered his stomach and moaned: "It's okay, the bulletproof vest is blocking it."

"It's fine, just tear off a piece of cloth to cover your mouth and nose, and be careful of Xiangdongtan." Han Bei hugged his head and kissed him, scanning his eyes sharply. The figure of the person who shot was light and thin, not Tugang, but Xiangdongtan .

Qiu Zhengxia tore two pieces of rags, tied one on his face and the other on Han Bei's, gritted his teeth and said, "You take care of him, I'll block the west gate."

Han Bei made an "OK" gesture, "Be careful." Tu Gang snatched a gun from Wei Jingou, his right hand was injured and he couldn't use it, so it was easier for Xiangdongtan, Han Bei glanced at Ximen from a distance, that said The stone gate is painted with a domineering Xuanwu totem, which was originally closed-to catch a turtle in a urn, very good!He felt more at ease letting Qiu Zhengxia deal with people without guns.

The little beast in Xiangdongtan shuttled between the pottery figurines, and moved towards the west gate cleverly.

Han Bei could hit Xiangdongtan with his eyes closed, but it was much more difficult if he wanted to avoid hurting the vital parts and not affecting the pottery figurines.The bull's-eye moved from Xiang Dongtan's head to the chest cavity and then to the leg joints. He thought of Xiang Jiuru's appearance before he died, and he couldn't help but shoot through the opponent's palm.

Xiangdongtan's gun Zhenfei dropped from his hand, fell to the ground, and slid out in a whirl.

Han Bei threatened: "The next shot is the head!"

The sharpshooter's deterrence worked, Xiang Dongtan didn't dare to jump to pick up the gun, and stuck close to the back of the terracotta figurine, and a cool swishing voice came out: "Master Han, I just want to escape and be an ordinary person, let me go!" A way out."

Han Bei snorted coldly: "You killed someone and still want to escape?"

"I was forced, and you saw it there, Tu Gang is holding my life, I have to kill..."

"Brother Zhou is not dead, you are lucky!" Han Bei shifted his heels, and moved towards the terracotta figurine like walking on thin ice, distracting the other party's vigilance with gossip, "Wu Wenquan? Who forced you to kill this man? Hmm? "

Xiang Dongtan calmly denied: "I didn't kill him, he drowned, I didn't do anything..."

"There's no time to commit a crime!" Han Bei cut off his words, and continued, "Little bastard, you're too young! It takes 10 minutes to fill a bathtub with water in the guest house, which is less than enough to drown a strong man." Counting at least 5 minutes, Wu Wenquan had been dead for 5 minutes when we arrived; Zhengxia went to find me when he took a shower and found that there was no hot water. gone?"

"Why do you say it's me? There's no evidence." Xiang Dongtan has the cold-bloodedness and composure that ordinary teenagers don't have.

"Why is there no evidence? Wu Wenquan, Xiao Yaoyao, and Big Brother Zhou are poisoned! You stop Wu Wenquan's heartbeat, put him in a position where his head is buried in the bathtub, and then pour water into the bathtub, right?" Xiang Dongtan The dropped gun got stuck under the feet of a terracotta figurine. Han Bei picked it up with his toes, and finally got it out. It was not damaged and could still be used.

Xiang Dongtan sneered: "What kind of evidence is this? My master will also poison you."

There was still a bullet in Xiangdongtan's gun, and Han Bei held a gun in each of his left and right hands, full of confidence: "Don't deny it! Your DNA was collected from Wu Wenquan's nails!"

Xiang Dongtan was dumb for a long while, then murmured: "I can't help it either, he found out that I was in contact with Tu Gang..."

"Sorry, I lied to you, I don't know what DNA is." Han Bei was complacent, learning the trick of Xiaoqiuqiu to talk nonsense really works!

Xiangdongtan: "..."

A beam of light was lit on the east side, and Han Bei knew that Du Mao had arrived at the east gate, and said loudly: "Captain! Tear off a piece of cloth to cover your mouth and nose, and get ready for handcuffs!"

Before the captain could answer, a series of "bang dang dang" sounded from the west side, Qiu Zhengxia yelled short and hoarsely, the fighting stopped abruptly, and the pottery figurines near the west gate collapsed one by one, Han Bei's heart thumped, regretting Heartbroken, he left Xiangdongtan regardless and rushed to the rescue: "Zhengxia! Zhengxia——"

He thought that Tu Gang's elbow injury would greatly reduce the lethality, and he was too careless—the bullets could not do anything to the villain, and even the captain with explosive force value was no match for him, let alone Qiu Zhengxia only brought a small machine crossbow!

The fragments of the pottery figurines settled down, and the dust still filled the air, revealing the two people under the west gate——Tu Gang broke Qiu Zhengxia's right arm, held him in front of him, and grinned: "Come here, come here and try again!" try?"

"Don't! Don't! I beg you, don't hurt him!" Han Bei abruptly stopped, the muzzle of the gun trembling uncontrollably, just as it was easy to kill the picture, he was afraid that he would still struggle to death after being shot, and send Qiu Zhengxia's life.

"Gun down."

Han Bei didn't hesitate for half a second, obediently dropped the gun, and his heart fell into the oil pan and rolled a few times. He had experienced Tu Gang's brute strength, and the feeling of falling into the hands of that villain was like going to hell!

When Du Mao rushed to the front, he was also in a cold sweat: "Tu Gang! Don't hurt him! I'll let you go!"

"How can I see your sincerity?" Tu Gang is a monster who is not afraid of death or pain. The injury to his right elbow does not affect his movements in the slightest. Just a little twist could kill him!

Du Mao unloaded the gun and took out the walkie-talkie: "All four groups and five groups retreat! Repeat, all retreat!"

The police officers questioned: "Captain? What are you doing?"

Du Mao roared: "Don't talk nonsense! Retreat!"

Tu Gang took a step back, put his back against the stone gate, and ordered: "Xiangdongtan, come and open this gate."

Xiang Dongtan walked slowly to the stone gate, knocked left and right without a clue, and said, "I don't know how to open it."

Tu Gang relaxed a little, and asked Qiu Zhengxia: "Naughty ghost, how do you open this door?"

Qiu Zhengxia was able to catch his breath for a moment, take another breath, "Neither can I."

"It's okay, let's explode it." Tu Gang threw a hiking bag to Xiangdongtan, and said nonchalantly, "There are explosives in the bag..."

"Ahem, cough, I remember how it turned on!" Qiu Zhengxia fiddled with the watch on his left wrist with his broken hand, coughing and said: "Cough cough, the floor tiles directly below the Xuanwu head, cough cough... 45 degree angle Press it all the way."

Tu Gang urged: "Xiangdongtan! Why don't you go quickly?"

Xiang Dongtan stood upright, motionless, "This guy is full of tricks, you can't believe what he says."

"What's the matter, how dare you lie to me with my life in my hands?" Tu Gang increased his strength, Qiu Zhengxia couldn't breathe with his toes off the ground, his face turned from white to blue and then from blue to purple.

"Stop! Please!" Han Bei's heart was twisted like a knife, afraid that he would break Qiu Zhengxia's neck, "I'll open the door for you! Stop!"

Tu Gang put Qiu Zhengxia back on the ground, and said with a smile: "Very good, give me a gun first."

Qiu Zhengxia stopped and said, "Han Bei! Don't give it to him..."

Tu Gang mentioned Qiu Zhengxia again: "Huh? Naughty ghost, are you being misbehaved again?"

"Here you are! Here you are!" Han Bei kept an eye out and kicked Xiangdongtan's spear to Tugang's feet, then walked to the stone gate and followed the direction indicated by Xuanwu's head to find the mechanism.

One end of the floor tiles sinks and arches at a 45-degree angle. The underground track is connected to the hoisting device inside the stone wall, and the stone gate is slowly lifted, revealing the tomb passage full of murals. The sound of water waves resounds through the eardrums. !

Xiang Dongtan's childish face was covered with a lifeless evil spirit, before the tomb door was fully opened, he bent down and got out.

"Very good." Tu Gang laughed happily and thanked politely: "Thank you, handsome sharpshooter."

Such an illogical compliment caught his ears, and Han Bei panicked inexplicably. Before he could figure out why he panicked, the gun went off, and he belatedly felt a sharp pain in his chest——

A bullet went into his heart!

Under the huge momentum, he fell backwards, without any time to react, the world in front of him was whirling and white, and within a moment, he heard Du Mao and Qiu Zhengxia shouting at the top of their lungs: "Han Bei——"

"Han Bei——" Qiu Zhengxia finally switched on the power generation program on the watch, and stabbed Tu Gang in the chest with his hands.

The protective steel on Tugang's body was shockingly powerful after being electrocuted, screaming and howling shaking the sky, sparks exploded all over his body, large pieces of steel plates collapsed from his body, Qiu Zhengxia was also severely shocked by the electric shock, and the whole body The person pops up two meters away.

Taking advantage of the victory, Du Mao pursued and fired two shots at Tu Gang.

Tu Gang's chest, which had been turned into black charcoal, exploded with blood holes, and fell to the ground in all directions. His heavy body shook the floor of the tomb slightly.

"Han Bei!" Qiu Zhengxia's face was scorched, and he crawled over to hug Han Bei like a little beggar, shouting like a tsunami: "Han Bei——"

Han Bei half-opened his eyes and looked at him blankly: "..."

"Han Bei! Han Bei—" Qiu Zhengxia pressed his dirty face against Han Bei's face, crying frantically: "Han Bei——ah———"

Han Bei protested weakly: "You are crying too ugly, you are crying again..."

Qiu Zhengxia: "...Huh?"

"Drool sprayed all over my face, it's so dirty..." Han Bei said, and took out a gold cake from his jacket pocket, with a bullet embedded in it.

Qiu Zhengxia: "..."

Du Mao: "..."

"Oh, it hurts so much!" Han Bei unbuttoned his clothes, his chest was red, and it hurt when he pressed it.

Qiu Zhengxia was knocked over by a wild boar against a tree, scratching and biting, crying and laughing, "I thought you were dead! I almost didn't want to live... woo woo woo... I don't even leave a BMW for others!"

"You guys are trying to scare me to death!" Captain Tyrant sat down and wiped his sweat, and grabbed the gold cake with his hands, "Destroying cultural relics, one person must write a [-]-word report!"

Han Bei comforted his little ball, and spat feebly: "It's just a gold cake, I'll give you a plate..." Looking into the distance, his lazy expression collapsed, replaced by horror: "Huh? Where's Tugang?"

The west gate opened, and Tu Gang escaped silently under serious injuries!

"Fuck!" Du Mao blushed angrily, "Catch me!"

"Ouch..." Qiu Zhengxia's right arm was broken, his leg was cramped, and he crawled out of the west gate on three claws, "Bebela's giving me a hand..."

Young Master Han Xi Shi rubbed his chest like that: "I don't have the strength either, just crawl like this."

At the end of the tomb passage are nine steps, each of which is nearly half a meter high. It is easy for Xiangdongtan to climb up, but Tu Gang grabbed his ankle lingeringly, "Stinky boy! Pull me!"

"Let go! Don't let go and I'll poison you!" The pursuers approached, Xiang Dongtan couldn't take care of himself, and kicked him desperately, how could he have the leisure to help others?

"Hahahaha, you've already run out of poison! Pull me!" Tu Gang didn't let go, but dragged him down two steps, spurting blood: "Quick! I can't escape, and you can't escape either! Let's go together!" die!"

"Go to hell——" Xiang Dongtan couldn't bear it any longer, holding Tugang's mountaineering bag in his hand, he fumbled, and the priceless cultural relics scattered on the steps—in his eyes, they were all useless waste!He fumbled frantically, found a short knife, drew it out of its sheath, the knife rose and fell, pierced Tugan's artery, the sharp blade was drawn out, and the blood splashed all over his face.

Du Mao rushed to the ninth floor with a [-]-meter sprint: "Xiangdongtan! Let's capture it!"

"Captain! Don't shoot!" Han Bei held Du Mao's hand and raised it, and the bullet shot into the sky.

Du Mao was furious: "What are you doing?"

"You let me say a few words to him!"

While they were arguing, Xiang Dongtan held up a roll of white jade curtain beside him, and raised it over his head. The jade curtain poured down to a meter square. , the splendor is overflowing.

The three policemen were speechless and did not dare to act rashly. Qiu Zhengxia apologized and said with a smile: "Then what, if you have something to say, please put down the jade curtain..."

Xiang Dongtan curled up his chest and hid behind the jade curtain, feeling that no one could do anything to him, so he laughed strangely: "Shoot!"

"Xiangdongtan! Put down the jade curtain!" Han Bei was very annoyed: It doesn't matter how many pieces of pottery warriors are broken, but Qin Shihuang's terracotta warriors and horses are only broken, so they can be assembled together?But jade wares are different, not to mention this national treasure jade curtain, if it breaks, the captain will have to beat him to death!

"Let me go." The snow-white jade was stained by bloody hands, and Xiang Dongtan repeated tremblingly: "Let me go!"

Through the hollow eyes of the jade curtain, Han Bei saw the glass bottle filled with bugs hanging around Xiangdongtan's neck, even the rope and the cork were soaked in blood, he asked in pity: "Where can you go? Xiangjiu is like him..."

"I don't listen—I don't want to see him again! I want to be an ordinary person! I want to live the rest of my life in good health! Why is it so difficult? Why?" Xiang Dongtan listened to "Xiang Jiuru" three times Just one word makes her mentally disturbed, her body trembles crazily with the screams, and the jade curtain knocks on the stone steps with a "ding-ding" sound.

"Hey, hey!" Du Mao gestured with his gun, "Put down the white jade curtain!"

Qiu Zhengxia wrote a few words on Han Bei's back, and put it close to his ear: "Understood?"

Han Bei responded briefly, "Yes!"

Holding the jade curtain in one hand and wielding a dagger in the other, Xiang Dongtan yelled frantically, "Let me go—I finally got the medicine! I want to live! I want to live! Let me go—"

Han Bei cut the mess quickly, and pulled the trigger on Xiang Dongtan. The bullet was fired, passed through the hollow gap of the jade curtain, and hit Xiang Dongtan's shoulder. He fell back under the impact of the bullet, his hands Jin lost control, the jade curtain slipped down, Qiu Zhengxia, who was lying in ambush under the steps, leapt forward, caught the jade curtain in mid-air, and rolled back to Han Bei's feet in one go.

Xiang Dongtan didn't care to check the injury on his shoulder, and ran up the stone steps.

Han Bei called to stop him: "Xiangdongtan! Your master raised a whole body of medicinal blood for you, do you know? Only medicine is useless!"

Xiang Dongtan slowed down and turned around stiffly, "What did you say?"

Han Bei looked at him sadly: "Do you think he lives by your blood? He didn't want to live long ago, and everything he did was for you. He lived on for so many years, and raised a whole body of medicinal blood for you! He begged me Let me tell you that between 49 and 72 hours after his death, all his blood will be replaced with your body, and then you will take the medicine to be effective."

Xiang Dongtan's ferocious and vicious eyes froze, his pupils dilated and confused, and after a while, he opened his mouth and showed an ugly smile, "Why didn't he tell me?"

"Of course he wants to tell you, who would have thought that he didn't die by your side, so he has no chance to say it." Han Bei took the handcuffs from Du Mao and walked towards Xiangdongtan, "He has sacrificed so much for you, you could have been rescued , I destroyed myself..."

"Don't come here! You are talking nonsense!" Xiang Dongtan slashed a few times in the air, and shouted fiercely: "Why didn't he say it before? Why?"

Han Bei smiled wryly: "Why? Then I have to ask you. You pretended to be too filial. He was worried about telling you the truth. You refused to accept this plan of sacrificing him. He was afraid that you would not have time to go back for a blood change, so he insisted on going out with you. Do you think he doesn't know that you killed Wu Wenquan? Do you think he doesn't know that you poisoned Xiao Yaoyao? Do you think he doesn't know... did you poison him? How pitiful, he gave his life to defend you, thinking you couldn't bear it He thought you really loved him...but you didn't give him a good death! In order to be closer to you, he took life-suspending drugs, and died in extreme pain, neither human nor ghost..."

"Stop it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it—" Tears washed away the thick blood on his face, Xiang Dongtan supported his body with one arm and climbed up the stone steps, "Don't come here! Don't come here—"

There is only one stone step away from the underground river, and he can smell the damp water vapor. The waves that never see the sun and the moon pass through the thousand-year-old tomb, rolling and flowing, where can it take him?

"I hate him, I hate him..." Xiang Dongtan raised his eyebrows, relaxed his expression, covered his face with bloody hands, his thin shoulders shook like dead leaves in the wind, and said upside down: "I really miss him ...Master, Master, I love you very much..."

In his hopeless life full of hope, there is only that person, the only relative, like a father and brother, dependent on each other, with endless love and hatred, fate is doomed for a few days, and it is too late to regret.

Xiang Dongtan raised the knife and inserted it into his chest.

"Xiangdongtan!" Han Bei couldn't stop him, rushed up the stone steps and helped his upper body, "Hello! Xiangdongtan?"

This knife pierced the heart, accurately and decisively.

Du Mao probed his breath, shook his head and said, "Dead."

Xiang Dongtan's eyes were closed tightly, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were still wet. The crystal clear teardrops mixed with dirty blood were shocking.He was still a teenager, unable to grow up, and never had the opportunity to enjoy the ordinary life that normal people regard as normal. He has been immersed in the panic of the short life for many years, suffering endless physical and psychological pain, and growing up deformed and distorted. A complete tragedy.

Han Bei recalled the conversation between Xiang Jiuru and Qiong Da that day——

"As big as my Dongtan, you are much happier..."

"Where is happiness?"

"Be content, good health is the greatest happiness."

Resentment is wiped out, kindness is turned back and forth, everything disappears, and death is like a lamp being extinguished.

The support from all parties arrived in an all-round way, the police force and expert team were increased, and they were integrated into several teams to review each tomb under the command of the dispatcher.

Qiu Zhengxia pretended to be a skilled prisoner, raised his hands and squatted in the corner, hugging his head: "Don't shoot, don't shoot! I surrender! I'm a good citizen! I'm a good citizen!"

Han Bei also dropped his gun, pretended to be a prisoner like Qiu Zhengxia, and asked the captain for help: "Do me some face, young master? This posture is too ugly!"

"Be honest! You are under arrest!" Du Mao stepped on his head and said to the police officers who poured in, "Escort them out of the tomb!"

A fledgling policeman admired the dead captain, and was greatly impressed: "Captain, you move so fast! You are so powerful!"

"Don't flatter me, I don't like this!" Du Mao smiled dutifully, rolled up his sleeves, and fanned the wind with his hands, "After this big case is settled, everyone can rest, and I will give you a holiday! Yes Now, where is Little Tiger?"

"Brother Xiaohu?" The policeman pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile: "Are you kidding, Captain, isn't he with you?"

Du Mao's smile faltered, showing a cannibalistic expression: "What did you say?"

The walkie-talkie rang suddenly, and a lot of people on the other end yelled: "Hey, Captain! There is something in the coffin in the front room! There is a bang! What should I do? Is it a fake corpse? It's so scary. ah--"

"It's scary, your sister! Open it! It must be Xiaohu!" The tyrant captain picked up the subordinates beside him: "Tell me! Have you seen anyone who looks like me?"

"No, I definitely haven't seen such a person..." The little policeman was terrified: The captain's moodiness is so scary, don't get close to him again!

"Why not? He must have brought a wounded man out of the tomb!"

"No, obviously you brought a wounded man out of the tomb by yourself. We also said that you went to the tomb after delivering the wounded man, Captain. The movement was as fast as a clone technique..."

The captain of the tyrant roared and breathed fire cruelly and unreasonably: "You bastards - all of you are in confinement -"

The author has something to say: It's over, and there's more to come! ! !