When the time came, when Li Er crawled towards the entrance of the cave, the cutting machine in Wang Le's hand was still roaring, because he still had to take on the work of Lao Yu and Jin Zhongxin next.

"It's really a shame that there is Wang Le this time, otherwise the two old guys, Lao Yu and Xiaodao, will be stripped of a few layers of skin even if they don't die. Li Er thought in his heart as he climbed along the ramp to the entrance of the cave.

At the same time, Li Er also believes that when the time comes, if they don't have to do it with Scarface, they will be very choked if they want to survive intact, after all, everyone is old, and they can't compare to when they were young, not only have a strong stomach, but also have a strong mental power.

In this way, after Li Er climbed out of the cave along the ramp, in the following time, the three dwarfs and Scarface took turns to take over the work.

From beginning to end, Wang Le worked hard, and did not take this opportunity to get rid of these two people because of their murderous intentions.

Because now as long as the granite door at the entrance to the tomb is opened, everyone can enter the underground mausoleum of Genghis Khan, so they no longer rest, and work all night.

Time flies, and by the time Wang Le finished the work of three people in one go, and then crawled out of the hole, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning in the second half of the night.

After simply rinsing the stone chips and soil all over his body with cold water, Wang Le did not return to the tent, still walked up to the top of the hill, sat on the old position on the poplar, and then, as usual, began to settle down and cultivate, and by the way, he eliminated the fatigue all over his body.

When the bright moon on the Gobi border had not yet set, but the rising sun in the east had slowly risen, Wang Le opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and stood up from the poplar under his seat.

At this time, the roar of the diesel generator had stopped, Wang Le calculated the time, Scarface and they should all finish their work one by one and go back to the tent early to rest.

After all, the premise of making money is that you have to have a life to spend it, otherwise everything is in vain, which is the same as the beauty of the eunuch in his arms, the warbler and the swallow, can only be addicted.

"If you work harder, you can enter the underground mausoleum. Wang Le muttered softly to himself.

After finishing speaking, Wang Le walked to the tent in his residence...

In the middle of the interior of Europa, the ancient land where the Austro-Hungarian Empire once stood, and where countless celebrities were born.

For example, the well-known Princess Sissi, the peerless and beautiful Queen of Austria, is also the later Queen of Hungary.

And Schrödinger, Freud, and even Kafka.

They all came from this ancient land and lived in the old castle and sang every night.

However, the owners of these ancient castles have long since been replaced by those non-human beings - vampires.

"Those werewolves whose heads are as stiff as stones know that they are wandering among the mountains and forests all day long, and they have no interest in our expedition to China, damn it!"

Dark, without a trace of light under the castle, an old voice echoed throughout the space, lingering for a long time, looking very angry.

"The number of werewolves is getting smaller and smaller, and sooner or later they will disappear in the ashes of time, and the reason why our vampire clan has always been strong is because of the ambition that werewolves do not have, that is, we have never given up, and we want to turn all mankind into our blood food!" said another deep voice, very domineering.

After a pause, the same voice continued in the darkness: "With the support of ambition, the battle is everywhere, and only after the baptism of blood and fire and the elimination of the weak, can our blood-sucking clan prosper forever!"

As soon as the words fell, another shrill and unfamiliar lady's voice said: "Recently, there have been a lot of disputes between our bloodsuckers and Huaxia, some members have disappeared in Huaxia because of this, and of course, Huaxia warriors have dared to come to our territory to kill, if it weren't for the coincidence of Duke Nikolai Lombardi, who happened to return, these Huaxia people still don't know how long they will be arrogant!"

At this time, the old voice that spoke first before continued: "Then let Duke Nicolas Lombardi lead the vanguard of this Eastern Crusade, and after all the troops have gathered for a little training, they will immediately send troops to Huaxia!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

In an instant, the entire underground space resounded densely and variously, with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

"Huaxia is a blood-eating virgin land that our bloodsuckers have not yet occupied on a large scale!"

"Legend has it that there are unique warriors there, and their blood is the most delicious delicacy in the world!"

"My blood is already boiling, the great Duke Nicolas Lombardi, everyone is looking forward to your arrival and lead us to conquer the distant East China!"

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In the dark underground space of the ancient castle, there was a lively discussion and shouting, and after finally reaching an agreement, it was quickly restored to tranquility again, as if nothing had happened.

If someone lifts a torch to illuminate the entire space, they will see the entire empty underground palace fortress, and there is nothing but a coffin.

Three of the coffins stand out because they stand upright, rather than lying flat like the others, and the decorations and carvings on the coffins are more ornate and extravagant, with diamonds, gold and silver accents.

Judging from the shape of all the coffins in the entire palace, it is trapezoidal, these three coffins are located at the top of the trapezoid, facing the bottom, and the more dense the coffins of different sizes and shapes are the lower and the more you go to the back.

Obviously, the more the coffin above the trapezoid, the stronger the vampire lying inside.

And the three different voices just now came from the top of the trapezoid, which is also the most powerful, the three upright coffins.

At the same time, there was the noisy sound of those ghosts crying wolf howls later, needless to say, from the countless coffins placed in the space of the underground palace, of course.

In this way, a bloody storm that swept through the east and the west was formed in the blink of an eye, in a few words, and many, many people were still in their bones.

Including, Wang Dashao, who is still in the distant Gobi of Outer Mongolia, is buried in hard work.

When Wang Le knew about the existence of vampires and met them on Hong Kong Island, coupled with his grandfather Jiyang's wanton killing of vampires in Europa, it was already destined that this big storm would blow, but it was only a matter of time.

If Wang Le knew, he would not be brave enough to say that he would make the storm more violent!

Because in this big storm, a small person like him is just cannon fodder.

Between the talk and laughter of the big guys, it can be wiped out...