I swapped my life with me

After all, he unconsciously had a sad expression on his face: "It's a pity that the room was too dark at the time, and I couldn't see what that young lady looked like. Oh, what a pity."

Li Rui kicked him on the calf: "What time is it, can you be serious."

Zhang Chao frowned, and took the time to adjust his glasses: "'Cassandra'? It sounds like a foreign woman. So, the thief who sneaked into the collection room was a foreigner?"

He turned to Zhou Hongyun: "Tell me again about what happened on the fourth floor at that time. Remember, don't miss those details, I want you to describe everything to me."

Here, Zhou Hongyun was surrounded by three friends to tell stories, and in the community park not far from Gu Jingming's villa, there were people who had just had a fierce battle, and they entered the intermission.

In this grove of park where no one stayed, a black-haired young man shook his sore right hand, walked slowly a few steps to the side, and leaned his body against a not-so-thick tree trunk behind him.

Three or four meters away to his right, a certain blond man was lying on his back on the ground.

The man's chest rose and fell violently, and he was gasping for breath with his mouth open, like a live fish that had been violently beaten and placed on a chopping board.

Mu Xuesong raised his hand and brushed all the hair hanging from his forehead to the back of his head, revealing those charming green eyes.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead. I know you're not that weak." He glanced at the man on the ground, picked up a stone with his toe, and kicked a certain part of the man's lower body.

Whoosh!

The blond man suddenly opened his eyes, stretched his hand down and quickly blocked it, and quickly flicked the powerful "hidden weapon" away.

The man gritted his teeth and endured for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, so he got up and pointed the middle finger at Mu Xuesong: "You are too vicious, aren't you? Let me tell you, if you dare to do this again, I will fight with you!" You terminate the transaction!"

Mu Xuesong chuckled, slowly retracted his right leg, let the toe of the shoe hit the soft soil under his feet, and said jokingly: "I didn't use much strength, at most I just let you hurt. Why, don't pretend to be dead gone?"

The security captain patted the dirt on his body resentfully: "It's not pretending, I was really beaten up by your punches just now."

Mu Xuesong was noncommittal, and simply changed the subject: "Dude, don't you know how to call him?"

The security captain walked to a tree opposite him, leaned against it, and grinned as he moved his body, and said, "You can call me Robin. What about you?"

Without even thinking about it, Mu Xuesong answered directly, "Black Fire."

Robin glanced at him: "Now I really feel that you are our colleague. Taking a step back, even if you are not a colleague, you are definitely not an ordinary person."

Mu Xuesong looked at him with more interest: "How do you say?"

Robin twitched the corners of his mouth: "Ordinary people will not give out their code names without thinking, unless that is what they are used to. Of course, you can also make up a fake name temporarily, but that will easily be recognized by others." Debunk it, because I still have some discernment in this regard."

"And..." Robin thought of the miraculous flame that seemed to be hallucinating before, and said meaningfully: "I'm almost sure that there are secrets hidden in you, and you are definitely not a simple passerby."

Mu Xuesong: "Hmm..."

The green-eyed young man didn't seem to listen carefully to what Robin said.

He looked at the man's hand that was always on his chest, and couldn't help coughing: "Sorry to interrupt, but I have to remind you... Cough, even if you keep rubbing my chest, I will Not at all interested in you, really."

Robin was taken aback: "What?"

Mu Xuesong looked at him with a strange expression: "So, can you stop rubbing, I think it's a bit hot on the eyes."

Robin: "..."

The delicate atmosphere between the two of them just now disappeared without a trace.

The tall and mighty blond foreigner was so angry that he took a few breaths.

He shook his hands, pointed at Mu Xuesong, and finally couldn't help cursing: "My mother... It's not because of those sweet feet you kicked me just now, I was beaten so hard by you, okay?"

"F**k! I don't fucking like Asians! No, I'm not interested in men at all!"

Mu Xuesong let out a sigh, and seemed relieved by his expression: "That's it, then I'm relieved."

Robin: "..."

Robin was going to be mad at him!

He withdrew his hand, wiped his face instead, and finally swallowed the curse that blurted out.

"I shouldn't have thought about negotiating terms with you at the time." Robin muttered in a low voice: "I should have fought you directly, run away if I win, and get caught if I lose. In this way, we have to accept the double blow of body | body and mind.”

Mu Xuesong: "Tch, do you think I haven't been hit mentally? You just kept rubbing my breasts, buddy, I've put up with you for a long time."

Robin: "..." Damn, the fucking f**k is home.

"Okay, let's end the time for chatting here." Mu Xuesong took out his phone and glanced at it: "The intermission is 3 minutes, almost enough, shall we continue?"

Robin took a breath to calm down the agitated and angry emotions in his chest.

His eyes became silent again, after a little thought, he said thoughtfully: "I feel that your attacks have become more and more methodical, if you guessed correctly, you are practicing with me, right?"

"Well, more or less." Mu Xuesong didn't hide much about this, and said directly: "I need a partner, and you seem to be good at kung fu."

"Not bad..." Robin smiled wryly, and coughed while laughing: "I'm under your hands, and I can't even hold on for 10 minutes. Are you mocking me by saying this?"

Hearing what he said, Mu Xuesong blinked, and looked at him with an extremely innocent look: "No, I really think your skills are not bad."

The young man said sincerely: "It's mainly because I'm too awesome. It's not your fault. I didn't expect that I would be so awesome."

Robin: "..."

Mr. Robin has already realized that if he talks to this guy a few more words, he will probably be directly enraged by the other party.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand twice, and said: "Stop talking nonsense. You can tell the question you want to ask first, and I will reply you as appropriate, and then fight again after the matter is over. Our deal is done."

"Also," Robin said in a deep voice, "If your question involves my bottom line, I will choose to refuse to answer."

Mu Xuesong obviously didn't want to waste time with him here, so he nodded: "Yes."

Without continuing the awkward chat, Mu Xuesong thought for a while and asked directly: "You and your accomplice are not ordinary thieves, are you? What exactly do you do?"

Robin adjusted his stance slightly, and said, "We are treasure hunters."

Mu Xuesong asked curiously, "Treasure hunter? What is that?"

Robin: "To a certain extent, it is a kind of bounty hunter. It is similar to mercenaries, that is, customers pay to place orders, and then we use the money to do things. The only difference between the two is that we Only take some orders for stealing treasures, and don’t do other business.”

Mu Xuesong snorted, rubbed his chin, and said, "So, you're still a thief?"

Robin: "..."

Robin couldn't help stroking his stuffy chest again: "It's a treasure hunter. We only steal antiques and cultural relics with extraordinary value, which is much more advanced than those street thieves."

"Understood." Mu Xuesong nodded: "You are organized, disciplined, and thieves with dreams."

Robin took a deep breath: "... Please start the next question, thank you."

Mu Xuesong smiled, and then asked: "Does the organization of your treasure hunters have a name?"

Robin put the back of his head on the tree trunk, licked his dry lips, and said casually: "In our line of work, we wander in the gray area all the year round, and basically don't publicize it to the outside world, so there is no unified organization and leadership. It is to gather a few friends and form an independent studio together.”

Mu Xuesong found it interesting, and couldn't help asking: "Then, does your team have a name?"

"Of course." Robin raised his head and squinted at him: "We are 'Silver Eagle'."

Mu Xuesong tasted it, whistled, and gave him a thumbs up: "WOW, very cool."

Robin let out a sigh of relief: "It seems that you are really not our colleague." Moreover, he should have never come into contact with people or things in this gray area.

Otherwise, hearing the name "Silver Eagle", his reaction would not be so flat.He thought silently in his heart.

Mu Xuesong didn't pay too much attention to the disappointed expression on Robin's face, and continued to ask the next question: "Did you sneak into Gu Jingming's villa to steal the three gold discs in his collection room?"

Robin instantly restrained the messy thoughts that had spread out.

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of refusal to the other party: "Sorry, I can't answer this question for you."

"According to industry practice, we treasure hunters are not allowed to disclose customers' personal information and order contents at will. This will seriously affect the reputation and credibility of 'Silver Eagle'."

Mu Xuesong nodded understandingly, and then said, "Hmm. Then let me ask in a different way."

He recalled the few words he heard at the dinner table before, thought about his wording, and asked gently: "Do you know the Haya civilization?"

Robin's expression and movements suddenly changed at this moment.

He pressed the tree trunk behind him with one hand, and the flesh on his cheek twitched violently: "...what?"

Mu Xuesong stared at him, opened his lips, and slowly spit out a few key words: "Haya civilization, underground ruins, Dalton, car accident, golden disc, and... magic?"

He fixed his gaze firmly on Robin's face, and every time he uttered a word, the pupils of the blond man would constrict slightly unconsciously.

Therefore, when talking about the last keyword, Mu Xuesong's tone has gradually changed from hesitant to determined.

The other party knew what he was talking about, and also knew that there were secrets hidden on the golden discs. Moreover, there was a great possibility that Robin also knew that the patterns drawn on those discs were actually magic circles one after another.

Mu Xuesong suddenly became excited.

really.

In this world, there are indeed some people who know the existence of magic!

The author has something to say: Mu Xue [looking down at the chain]: "Is it an illusion? This dog chain seems to have changed color."

Ulysses: "What color has it become?"

Mu Xue: "Hulun Buir Green."

Ulysses: "???"

Ulysses: "What is Hulunbuir?"

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感谢在2020-01-1120:31:14~2020-01-1222:13:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Ye Chongyi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles in the wasteland; 2 bottles that will always have cats;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!