Chapter Seventy-Six: Walking Alone

Xing Jie's proposal was very shady, but he only proposed this plan.

He doesn't have to worry about other things at all, and in order to pursue their own interests, China, the United States and Germany will definitely unite to put pressure on Dongying.

As for whether the Dongying royal family will rebound strongly, and whether there will be an armed counterattack, those are all contests between countries, and all the problems will not fall on Xing Jie.

After all, Xing Jie eats the bowl of rice of the treasure explorers, and he is still the relatively high-level group of people among the treasure hunters. It is a matter of course for treasure hunters to sell news. You can't afford to pay a lot of money, so don't blame others for selling goods at high prices.

And at the national level?

I'm sorry, Xing Jie said that those are too far away, and besides, it is not something he can mix. If he says something that shouldn't be said, or mixes personal factors that cause the interests of those bigwigs above to be damaged, then it is really unlucky! So you talk, discuss how to come up with this money, he and his brother-in-law just take people down to open their eyes, prove that what they said is true, and forget about other problems!

The wait was too long, and the outcome of the Quartet talks was not expected by anyone. Professor Clint Kao and Xing Jie's father-in-law are the captains, and the others are the backbone of all forces. Then a series of secret lightning flew out, and each country sent its strongest military force one after another. According to Alyssa, if it weren't for the fear of international public opinion, the US imperialists would dare to send all aircraft carriers!

On the Chinese side, the Illuminati Masons also sent a 30-member 'observation group'. There is no one in Germany, Britta's direct team is all together, of course, there are two other teams, but the uncle said that the combat effectiveness of these two teams is only stronger than that of 'Hydra'!

According to Tokugawa, all of them are priests in the major shrines and shrines, and all of them are the top experts and scholars who study the history of Toei.

More than 100 people! Very good and powerful.

Xing Jie rolled his eyes, patted Tokugawa's shoulder and said, "Tokugawa-kun, there's no need." How did you negotiate it? So many people were sent out at once? Do you really think that I am running a middle-aged and elderly prehistoric cultural tourism tour here?"

Tokugawa's cheeks twitched, and he wished that Xing Jie would have a heart attack right now and burp directly, or God would directly kill this bastard with a thunderbolt. But that's just thinking about it, and for now, I still have to laugh and say: "Xing Sang, these people are all experts, and they all know how to do things below." Besides, you are still the High Priest, and these people dare not disobey your orders! ”

Xing Jie glanced at Tokugawa, he knew what the other party was thinking. It's no wonder that since Xing Jie came to Dongying, everything has not gone well in Tokugawa. And Xing Jie got all the good things, so how could the ambitious Tokugawa balance his heart? Besides, having a Chinese as the high priest was the first time in the history of Dongying, but the ancestral training of recognizing the mirror and not recognizing people made him helpless.

"Tokugawa-kun, I remember I once said to you that there is nothing I dare not sell. ”

"Uh-huh?......"

Tokugawa was a little confused for a while, but for those who are used to business, their brains naturally turn fast. Suddenly, his eyes widened, his face was incredible, he opened his mouth, and almost wanted to exclaim. But with his strong control, he forcibly pressed down, bowed his head, and whispered in Xing Jie's ear: "Xing Sang! What do you mean?"

Xing Jie nodded, stretched out a slap and shook it in front of Tokugawa. Then he turned around and walked towards his father-in-law.

But by this time, Tokugawa was already stupid, and a huge pie fell from the sky, which fell right on his head, almost smashing him into a daze.

A mere five million dollars is a fart compared to the position of the high priest.

And besides, what is that? the real Eight Mirrors!

No matter who gets it, it is the great priest of the entire Dongying, who can directly command thousands of shrines and shrines, and the real one person is above ten thousand people! As long as there are only five million US dollars? Believe it or not, as long as the news is released, the rich people of the entire Dongying will wave banknotes and kneel in front of Xing Jie and shout Dad? And he just followed Xing Sang to eat a little bit and suffer a little anger, so he has such a great opportunity?, Xing Sang, you are really my father!

"Xiaojie, are you like this, the mirror has changed hands?" the uncle glanced at Xing Jie and said.

"You don't think that Dongying's side will really let me be the high priest all the time, and while I still have a little power, I will sell this thing and make some money. Otherwise, as soon as we leave, there won't be a single hair left, do you believe it?" Xing Jie said after lighting a cigarette and taking a puff.

The uncle smiled and didn't say anything, but just took the cigarette case from Xing Jie's hand. I lit one, lay down under the shade, closed my eyes, and took a nap.

……

The tragic battlefield on the second floor made those who had never seen the world exclaim again and again, but Basang and Hall looked like they were used to it. After all, in the past two years, I have followed Xing Jie, and I have seen a lot of big scenes. Although some places are not as tragic as here, they also have a relatively strong immunity.

But Li Sishi was indifferent, after all, the long underground battle in Lop Nur gave him a strong ability to accept this environment, and he had also gone down to the second layer of the hinterland of the snowy mountain. The things in front of me are just small cases, and they are really nothing. So while the others were still there in amazement, he, Professor Clint Kao, and Professor Yang were already heading towards the huge sacred tree.

Looking at Xing Jie, who was leisurely wandering there, Alyssa and Britta sighed at the same time. It's so lucky, the location of that console is so familiar. They who had also experienced that battle naturally knew that it was definitely not something that Xing Jie deliberately concealed. For this, I can only sigh an old saying.

Xing Jie, is your own mother really the goddess of luck?

The five were left behind to help Professor Yang, and his brother-in-law and Aziz were forcibly requisitioned. As for Xing Jie, his mission can be said to have ended so far. If you want to go back, you can go back, and it doesn't matter if you want to stay and make a little money.

Xing Jie naturally has his own plans, why did the White Ghost Breakthrough Team flee in the opposite direction? This is very interesting, anyway, there are so many people here now, and it is not his turn to sell if there is something, so there will be no trouble in thinking about it. As for the danger, in this world full of bones, the biggest danger is to be pierced by bones.

After saying that, Xing Jie swaggered away. Others are jealous and mad. The armor and weapons that Xing Jie and the three of them made everyone who studied history crazy, but now they didn't have a chance to get another set, after all, compared to this divine tree, the armor and weapons were too far behind.

The white bones are the mark, and the skull is the mark. Xing Jie left a conspicuous mark on the ground as he walked. This place is so big that once you get lost, it's really hard to find your way back!

"Oh my God, how many white ghosts died here in the first place? There are too many bones, isn't it?" Xing Jie sighed as he walked along the bones.

From the beginning of the slaughter site, by now, no less than a thousand white ghosts have died, and that's not counting those on the road with no end in sight.

Of course, those white ghosts are not waiting to be killed, and it can be seen from the dried corpse surrounded by five or six bones that the white ghosts are completely relying on the number in exchange for this glimmer of hope of escape.

So far, their approach seems to be quite correct.

In this regard, Xing Jie was even more curious.

What did these white ghosts get? What did they get to make those powerful beings chase after them so fiercely? Why did they run to the end of the road?