In the biting cold wind, Zhang Xiaosan leaned on the huge red container and sucked the Lanzhou at his fingertips.

"Little third brother, I heard that the things that the bigwigs traded this time are not small. Li Ergou beside him poked his head out sneakily, nodded to Zhang Xiaosan, who was leaning on the container, and rubbed his hands desperately while smiling flatteringly, his intention was obvious.

"Coming to ask for cigarettes?" Zhang Xiaosan borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and simply picked up the eldest brother's shelf.

Li Ergou didn't speak, just smiled and rubbed his hands vigorously.

Zhang Xiaosan took out a cigarette case in his pocket, unhurriedly took out a Lanzhou cigarette and threw it to Li Ergou, and then spit out a long puff of smoke into the sky, as if talking to himself.

"Don't say it, the thing in this trade is really a big treasure!"

Li Ergou lit Lanzhou and took a sip, squinted his eyes in intoxication, and casually pandered: "What the hell is it?"

......

"Ghost gun!" Zhang Xiaosan said hoarsely after a moment of silence.

"Ghost gun?" Li Ergou was startled, that thing! I heard that it was a cultural relic unearthed not long ago, about the history of the Yanhuang period, how could such a thing fall into the hands of his boss?

"Then aren't we selling national treasures?" Startled by the idea of jumping out, Li Ergou said tremblingly.

Zhang Xiaosan shook his head, looked at the moon in the sky, and felt a lot. "The last relic of the Yanhuang era, it was sold to foreigners like this, and I don't know if it's right or wrong!"

"Whoosh!"

At this time, the sound of breaking wind broke the quiet night, and two pale yellow flying needles pierced the necks of Zhang Xiaosan and Li Ergou one after the other.

The two of them didn't even have time to say a word before they fell to the ground one after another.

Under the cover of night, a sturdy black-clothed figure flew by under the moon of the silver plate, and appeared in front of the two of them in three or two.

Black clothes, black hats, black shoes and black scarves made him merge with the whole night.

"Hey, do you know it's a national treasure or sell it? For the sake of the two of you who still have a little conscience, I'll spare your lives for the time being. The black shadow muttered to himself as he groped around Zhang Xiaosan's body.

His expression changed, and the black shadow took out the half-smoked Lanzhou bag from Zhang Xiaosan's pocket, and then said with a smile: "Heh, it is estimated that you two will not be able to smoke after you go in, so leave this thing to me." With that, he took the half pack of cigarettes into his arms.

"The thief's income in the past two years has not been high. The black shadow wiped a handful of tears, glanced at the moon overhead, and continued to dive into the past towards the location of the transaction.

Black Shadow is a famous thief in China, Tang Ming, in his concept, robbing the rich and helping the poor is an attitude to life, although he has never missed, but now he is still a poor bastard who can't even smoke cigarettes.

Half an hour later.

"Boom!"

In the container stacking area of the transaction, there was a sudden earth-shattering noise. A burst of fire rose into the sky, and Tang Ming's figure suddenly appeared and jumped down from a corner of the container.

"Hahaha! Huaxia's things are best kept by Huaxia, you foreigners can't afford this thing. He laughed wildly as he ran, and the arrogance of the thief became extremely evident at this moment.

"Fake, kill that yellow pig for me. In the midst of the billowing black smoke, Joseph was so embarrassed that he choked on his breath and ran out.

He went crazy. While shooting recklessly, he shouted desperately.

But Tang Ming had already disappeared in the time he had already jumped into the darkness, as if he had come easily, and it was already a needle in a haystack to find him.

A faint glow flickered in the crimson shipping container, and a black head poked out of the darkness. This person is Tang Ming:

"As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place, and hiding here, they can't even think of it. ”

Tang Ming carefully took off the long strip-shaped wooden box behind his back, put it on his lap, and opened the wooden lid.

"I'm a little curious, what the last relic of the Yanhuang era looks like. Tang Ming was thoughtful, and his yearning for the legend of the ghost gun deepened a little.

With the faint light, a pitch-black spear appeared in front of Tang Ming's eyes.

The head is three inches and three minutes long, and the gun is six inches and six minutes long, and the pitch-black spear does not have any intricate patterns as decoration, but it does not lose its beauty and gives people a kind of mystery.

"It's unbelievable that the things of the Yanhuang era can be preserved intact to this day!" Tang Ming's expression was sluggish, and he unconsciously admired the magic of the ancients, he stretched out his hands, instinctively wanting to touch the body of the spear that was as dazzling as a nightmare.

With a touch of his fingertips, a cold air that had never been felt before flowed down Tang Ming's fingers, it was a kind of bone-chilling cold that he had never experienced, that thing was like a tiny silver needle, freezing every cell in Tang Ming's body silently.

"Ahh

At this moment, the pitch-black spear that Tang Ming had placed on his knee suddenly bloomed with crimson light, and it rode away fiercely into the sky.

"Boom!"

The red pillar of light is like a trident that communicates the weather, and in an instant, the thunder is infinite, and the electronic sound is everywhere.

Half of the sky in Haikou is like a thunder monster that has been turned over, and its churning black thunder pulp gathers in the clouds, as if it wants to tear a huge hole in the sky.

Torrential rain is pouring down!

At this moment, the ghost spear broke inch by inch, dividing into nine pieces of different sizes, which looked extremely strange, floating in mid-air, and finally connecting with each other, gradually turning into a black cavity more than half a meter long.

Infinite suction burst out of it, and even the iron shell of the container creaked around it.

The moment the physical body came into contact, Tang Ming's pupils darkened, and he completely fainted.

Final Memory!

At the very end of the fragment of the ghost spear, it turned into a black streamer, and suddenly rushed towards Tang Ming's eyebrows, and drilled into it fiercely......