Rao is Yang Qiao was bold, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The two sides were so close that the bleeding face was about to hit his nose.

A faint cold air sprayed on Yang Qiao's face, making him feel as if he had been pointed, and his whole body froze.

At the moment of crisis, Ma Xiaoling grabbed him and took a step back, and heard a "bang" in his ears, I don't know who fell, followed by the heart-rending screams of the fat man Hu Tu.

Syllable!

Liu Yang turned on the high-energy flashlight in his hand and illuminated the situation in front of him clearly.

In front of everyone, there was a man who was bleeding from seven holes.

Zeng Qing checked it and said, "He was punched and his internal organs were broken, and he has lost his breath." "

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry.

Yang Qiao recognized that this person was one of the tomb robbers with the third uncle, and he was still stealing the cultural relics of the ancient tomb, but in a blink of an eye, he had already lost his life here.

With a sigh in his heart, Yang Qiao thought: It was pitch black in the tomb just now, probably because the oil lamp and the night pearl were stolen by him, but who killed him?

Ma Xiaoling squatted down and looked at it, shook his head and said, "The sound I heard just now was the gasping sound of him after he was injured, and he was holding a lighter in his hand......"

Yang Qiao unscrewed the flashlight in his hand, took a look at it from all sides, and looked at the tomb that had been swept, it was obviously not the main tomb, and it had been "patronized" by the third uncle.

He frowned slightly and said, "There shouldn't be anything to be found here, let's go look at the next place." "

At this time, in Yang Qiao's mind, there have been some vague figures, the underground palace tombs of the ancients are not placed at random, there must be some kind of law, now it seems that the location of the first few tombs is faintly in line with the seven stars of the Southern Dipper, so if the next tomb is speculated well, it should be in the ......

Yang Qiao led everyone to the corridor at the exit of the tomb, he was still thinking about Fang Cai's affairs, Liu Yang and Ma Xiaoling also had their own thoughts, Hu Tu was also a little frightened, and for a while, the team was a little silent.

Before entering this underground palace, none of them would have thought that there would be such an encounter, the grand scale of the tomb of Marquis Yi, the traps and dangers, far exceeded everyone's expectations.

In particular, there is also the third uncle who touched the golden captain, and the black-clothed man of unknown origin appeared in the dungeon, which made this expedition even more confusing.

Just when Yang Qiao was thinking about his thoughts and was about to enter the corridor, suddenly, a feeling of being targeted by a beast made the hairs on his whole body stand on end, and his whole body was cold.

Dangerous!

Time seemed to freeze, and in Yang Qiao's heavenly eyes, he clearly "saw" above his head, and there was a figure curled up at the top of the tomb, staring at him coldly.

That kind of eyes are cold and merciless, as if they regard life like ants.

When everyone turned on the flashlight to observe this tomb just now, they all thought that there was only one tomb robber, and there was no one else, thinking that the man in black and the third uncle had already left, and they never imagined that on the top of the tomb, there was another person lying in ambush like a ninja.

This small mistake can be fatal.

In an instant, Yang Qiao opened his mouth to shout, and his body squatted slightly, ready to jump away.

The black shadow jumped over, and grabbed Yang Qiao with one claw, "hiss", only grabbing a pair of sleeves, which made him slightly stunned. The young man, who seemed to be an important person, reacted so quickly and dodged.

The man in black kept moving, rolled, and suddenly appeared behind Hu Tu, a knife on the fat man's neck, his voice was cold, and he said in a difficult voice: "If you don't want him to die, do as I say." "

At this time, Xiao Di screamed and hugged his head, Yan Yan fell to the ground, looking at the fat man who was held hostage next to him with big eyes, and he didn't react yet.

Ma Xiaoling drew his sword and wanted to rush forward.

Liu Yang and Zeng Qing both waved their throwing sticks in their hands, but they had to stop their movements under the rat thrower.

The knife was against the fat man's throat, it was a real knife, the sharp blade had cut through the fat man's skin, and a drop of blood slipped silently.

The fat man was pale and sweating profusely.

"Who are you, and why did you attack us?"

Yang Qiao asked questions to the black-clothed man who held Hu Tu hostage, and looked at Ma Xiaoling and them, telling them not to be impulsive.

At this time, any impulse may lead to irreparable mistakes, and only by calming down can it be possible to rescue Hu Tu.

At least, the other party did not kill people in the first place, which is a good signal, and maybe they can negotiate.

This is what Yang Qiao thought in his heart.

He told everyone to step back a little bit, leaving a safe distance for each other, so that the other party would not be nervous and might do something drastic.

It's funny to say, this kind of means and experience to deal with emergencies was still told to him by the fat man when he was chatting, but I didn't expect it to be used to rescue the fat man himself.

Although everyone retreated a little, they still faintly formed an encirclement, surrounding the black-clothed man who held Hu Tu hostage.

Yang Qiao stared into the other party's eyes, took a deep breath and asked again: "Impulsiveness and killing can't solve the problem, there are so many of us, you only have one ...... Maybe we can talk about it. "

Yang Qiao's words not only have the meaning of appeasing the other party, but also implicitly threaten, and finally throw out the meaning of negotiation.

"Talk?" the man in black showed an eye from behind Hu Tu, his eyes flickering. But the knife he put on Hu Tu's throat did not tremble at all, and it was abnormally stable.

A very difficult opponent with a strong psychological quality.

This was Yang Qiao's first feeling.

He looked at the fat man's face, Hu Tu was still calm, but the sweat that was constantly oozing from his forehead betrayed him. No one can remain calm when the knife is against their throat, and Hu Tu is already outstanding.

But he still couldn't avoid emotional tension and couldn't control his sweat.

Yang Qiao stared at the eyes of the man in black, tried to calm his tone and said, "You have any conditions, you can open it, but don't hurt him." "

Silent.

Beads of sweat trickled down the fat man's forehead.

Yang Qiao's palms were also covered with sweat.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ma Xiaoling holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, his body sinking slightly, maintaining a posture where he could draw the sword at any time.

On the other two sides, Liu Yang and Zeng Qing were holding sticks in their hands, and the heads of the sticks were pointing at each other obliquely, trembling slightly, unable to hide the tension in their hearts.

Yan Yan hugged the bear schoolbag and shrank behind Ma Xiaoling with a surprised face.

Xiao Di also hid far behind, his face pale.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when Yang Qiao couldn't help but speak again, the man in black spoke, with a low and hoarse accent and a stiff accent: "Are you Yang Qiao?"

Yang Qiao's voice sank when he heard it.

From these five simple words, he heard a lot of information. The other party is definitely not Chinese, and he speaks with a foreign accent, which is somewhat similar to the original Yoko Ueshiba, combined with his waving posture and dress, it can't help but make people think of Japanese ninjas.

Secondly, he actually knew himself.

Most likely, it was for itself.

Everyone's eyes focused on Yang Qiao, Yang Qiao took a deep breath, the thoughts in his mind turned, and finally nodded and said, "I'm Yang Qiao." "

The man in black grinned and let out a hoarse laugh like a night: "Good. Let's make a deal, you come over and be a hostage, I'll let this fat man go. "

Hearing the words of the man in black, everyone's hearts sank.

Yang Qiao had the thought of "sure enough" in his heart. But he didn't know the other party, why did he come at him? Could it be that he was sent by Liu Jing?

Thinking about his enemies, by now, there should be no one else except Liu Jing. No, maybe they have to add Qingtian Liu's Liu Xiaofeng, because they want the amber pocket watch on their bodies, but Liu Xiaofeng shouldn't be looking for this kind of Japanese ninja-like figure.

At this moment, Yang Qiao's thoughts were spinning, and he couldn't think of a good way to solve the crisis in front of him.

If he wants to watch Hu Tu die, it will never be possible.

But if you go over yourself, will you be able to solve the problem? No, that may be the beginning of the trouble.

The man in black stared at Yang Qiao with a pair of gloomy eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I'll count three times, if you don't come, I'll collect the body of this fat man." "

Hearing his words, everyone was shocked, and Hu Tu, who was holding a knife to his throat, turned even pale, and his hands and feet were trembling slightly.

Although he is a genius of logical reasoning and intelligence, he has helped the police and the archaeological department solve countless problems, but in the current situation, there is no way to think of it.

"One!"

The man in black didn't give everyone much time to think, he drank a word in his mouth, and the knife in his hand was slightly forced, and the knife edge was embedded in the fat man's fat and short neck folds, and blood oozed out.

Yang Qiao's heart tightened.

"Two!"

The black-clothed man's eyes were fierce, the knife edge in his hand was slightly dragged, and the naked eye could see drops of blood flowing out from the fat man's neck and along the blade.

But at this time, the fat man still closed his lips tightly, and although his body trembled, he did not have the slightest intention of begging for mercy. He understood very well, it was useless to open his mouth, life and death were only in the game between Yang Qiao and the man in black.

Looking at Hu Tu's sweating appearance, and looking at the man in black holding the knife coldly and steadily, Yang Qiao felt a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

"Three! It's time!"

A hideous killing intent flashed in the eyes of the man in black, his fingers and tendons burst out, and when he saw that he was about to slash through with a knife, Yang Qiao shouted: "Slow! I promise you!"

He had no other way, if he didn't agree, he would have to watch Hu Tu be killed, although he knew in his heart that he was definitely a life and death situation in the past, but he still decided to exchange himself for Hu Tu again.

As for what conspiracy the other party has behind it, we can only take one step at a time.

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