Not to mention most of the day, even if he didn't eat for two or three days, Wu Ming could bear it. But where did the pampered jewelry store owner Nguyen Phuc Chun suffer from this crime, and most of the day passed, and his stomach was already hungry. And the wound on his body that had just fallen and hurt seemed to be even more painful under hunger.

Especially, as the sun outside turned westerly, the light was blocked by trees, and the bottom of the pit became darker and darker, Nguyen Phuc Chun could no longer hold his breath.

When he looked at Wu Ming, who seemed to be asleep, he was about to speak, but suddenly heard one or two "cooing" pheasant cries in the corner not far away, and suddenly woke up like a dream - if you don't eat ready-made pheasants, why do you have to starve here?!

He hurriedly stood up and walked over, and reached out to untie one of the pheasants from the thin vine.

"What, do you want to eat it raw?"

Reminded by Wu Ming's faint voice behind him, Ruan Fuchun then remembered, not to mention that he didn't have a lighter or something like fire on his body, even if there was, at the bottom of this forty or fifty-meter-deep pit, where was there anything combustible?

At first, it was not that some small trees or shrubs fell down with the multi-ton boulder, but unfortunately, Ruan Phuc Chun picked them up one by one and looked at them, all of them were bright green, even if there was a fire, how could they be lit?

Frustrated, Ruan Fuchun casually threw the pheasant in his hand, walked up to Wu Ming and asked, "Mr. Wu, have you thought of a way?"

Wu Ming shook his head, not even bothering to speak.

"Mr. Wu, you didn't deliberately lure me here, did you?" Ruan Fuchun was two or three meters away from Wu Ming again, stretched out his hand and pulled out the pistol on his waist and pointed it at Wu Ming, saying, "I have inquired, on your side, you have more than once arrested the wanted criminals of your government in order to get a reward from the government. ”

"Does that mean that you admit that you killed Wei Dongdong?"

"Nonsense, I've never killed anyone. ”

"In that case, what am I tempting you to do here?" Wu Ming squinted and asked Ruan Fuchun: "Don't say that there is no bounty wanted for you over there, even if there is, how can you receive the bounty after dying with you?"

Obviously, at this time, Nguyen Phuc Son was no longer interested in the treasures left by the French, but was so confused by the fear of death from the bottom of his heart that he was unable to speak in an incoherent manner and without logic.

Ruan Fuchun, who was blocked by Wu Ming's words, immediately begged softly: "Mr. Wu, please think of a way." I have parents in their seventies, a wife and children, and I ...... I really can't die here. ”

Wu Ming was really too lazy to talk to Ruan Fuchun in vain, so he simply closed his mouth again, and closed his eyes slightly to recuperate. Ruan Phuc Chun is right, Wu Ming does have a way to get out of here, the problem is that Ruan Phuc Chun is still too energetic, and he must wait until he has exhausted his physical strength and no longer has the slightest strength to resist before he can take action. After all, it is not easy to get a living person out of this forty or fifty-meter deep pit.

After more than two hours of Ruan Phuc Chun's chatter from time to time, the sky outside gradually darkened, and the bottom of the pit completely became invisible, and Ruan Phuc Chun was almost on the verge of collapse. Raise your hand and fire two shots in a row, one is to give yourself courage, and the other is to hope that in the silent night, this piercing gunfire can really attract someone as Wu Ming said.

To Ruan Phuchuan's surprise, not long after the two gunshots, there was a faint sound of conversation at the mouth of the pit, and then a flashlight shot straight down.

"Hey, hey, we're here, help us!"

"You ...... Who are you?"

"I'm Nguyen Phuc Chun, and ...... Wu. ”

When Ruan Fuchun wanted to say "Wu Ming", he subconsciously turned his head and found that Wu Ming, who was still sitting on the stone just now and closed his eyes to recuperate, was gone. Knowing that Wu Ming was hiding, because the bottom of the pit was too dark, Ruan Fuchun only saw the place where the flashlight pillar could reach, and other places could not be seen clearly at all, so he naturally didn't know where Wu Ming was hiding. However, with the keen feeling of a businessman, Ruan Fuchun still reacted immediately, Wu Ming would definitely not hide for no reason. The reaction was to react, but there was no time for him to carefully consider the specific reasons for letting Wu Ming hide.

"And Wu what?"

Halfway through the words, Ruan Fuchun couldn't change his words, and besides, he somewhat resented Wu Ming in his heart, so he didn't care why Wu Ming was hiding, and simply said loudly: "There is also Mr. Wu Ming Wu from China." ”

"Where are the others?"

"In ...... It was still here just now. ”

The people above didn't pay attention to Ruan Phuc Chun anymore, but looked around with the help of flashlights. It's a pity that the whole pit is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, so the flashlight can't shine at all in the many recessed corners of the pit wall around the bottom of the pit, so I didn't find any trace of Wu Ming after looking for a long time. However, Ruan Fuchun, who was standing at the bottom of the pit, was able to spot Wu Ming's fast-moving figure with the help of a flashlight.

"He's there. ”

With Ruan Fuchun's command, when the flashlight moved over, Wu Ming was already agile and hid in another dark corner like a civet.

"Don't look for him, shoot him indiscriminately. ”

These words were obviously said in Japanese, and it was a female voice, and when I heard Wu Ming's ears, I immediately knew who was on it - Sakurako Kawashima.

I don't know if Ruan Phuc Chun couldn't understand Japanese, or if he didn't expect that there would be Japanese people at the mouth of the pit, but when he reacted for a moment, a dense gunfire had already sounded at the mouth of the pit. Fortunately, there were no bullets aimed at him, but even so, Ruan Phuc Chun was so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground, turning in circles with his hands and feet, but he didn't dare to go to the dark corners at the bottom of the pit, because those places were the area taken care of by the dense bullets from the mouth of the pit.

Ruan Fuchun was not stupid, and immediately understood that at the moment, this unwarranted disaster was caused by Wu Ming again, and he was just affected. Thinking of the process of this treasure hunt, Ruan Fuchun has the heart to kill. Although he had already taken care of Wu Ming's ancestors for eight generations in his heart, he no longer dared to indicate Wu Ming's specific location to the people at the mouth of the pit. Because he knew very well that the people above must have come all the way from Hanoi with the purpose of killing Wu Ming, so they would naturally not leave themselves alive in the end.

People are often like this, when there is really no hope and they are completely pushed to a dead end, it is easier to arouse the fighting spirit in their hearts. Ruan Phuc Chun saw that death was just around the corner, and as soon as Wu Ming died, his time of death would come, so he saw the opportunity, mustered up the courage and plunged into a depression in the wall of a pit. And he drew his pistol casually, and he was about to return fire at the mouth of the pit.

However, before he could pull the trigger, the pistol had already changed hands, and it was snatched away by Wu Ming, who came out of nowhere.

"Stay here honestly, don't move or make a sound!" Wu Ming didn't want Nguyen Phuc Chun to die, otherwise wouldn't this trip to Vietnam be in vain? Not only that, Wu Ming also saw the right time to drag out a corpse from the pile of rubble, handed it to Nguyen Phuc Chun and instructed: "Hold him." ”

Although Ruan Phuc Chun was very disgusted and frightened, he still had to listen to Wu Ming's words when he understood Wu Ming's intentions, and reached out to hold the corpse that was once his hand tightly in his arms to cover the dense bullets that were not long from the mouth of the pit.

(End of chapter)