36. Exchange for gold
The tattooed man pulled out his scimitar, dismounted, and walked in front of Wang Bo, "Defeat me, I can admit that you have the qualifications to protect the Black Sutra of the Undead, and you can take the Black Sutra of the Undead." β
Wang Bo did not refuse the challenge of the tattooed man, turned over and dismounted, and moved his hands and feet.
"You're sure you're going to challenge me."
"Yes."
"If I win you, I can take the Black Book of the Undead with me, and you won't continue to pester."
"The warriors who defeated me can naturally have the Black Sutra of the Undead." The tattooed man said as a matter of course. "And if you can defeat me, it means that you are more qualified than me to keep the Black Book of the Undead."
"Okay, you come up."
Wang Bo hooked his hand at the tattooed man.
The tattooed man nodded, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, approaching Wang Bo in an instant, his right hand was like a spring installed, and it popped out in an instant, and the scimitar in his hand was like a lightning bolt, slashing at Wang Bo's neck.
This knife is like a tiger out of the box, and the green dragon is out of the hole, and the speed is amazing.
The sharp blade sliced through the air in an instant, making a sharp whistling sound like the mad laughter of death.
And yet the next second......
Touch!
A muffled sound came, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and saw the tattooed man flying out upside down like a cannonball, and after flying more than ten meters, he fell into the desert in embarrassment, and dragged out a conspicuous ravine.
Wang Bo lightly withdrew his fist and said, "I won, right." β
The tattooed man lowered his head, the scimitar in his hand had shattered, and the clothes on his chest were scorched by an invisible force, forming the mark of a fist.
"It's me who loses."
The tattooed man struggled to stand up, although he felt soft all over, his bones were not broken, which made him admire Wang Bo's strength even more. One punch knocked himself out more than ten meters away, and he could also ensure that he would not be injured, such strength, such skills, he was convinced.
"You are more qualified than me to keep the Black Book of the Undead, and I also believe that as long as the Black Book of the Undead is in your hands, that monster will not be resurrected."
"Thanks for the compliment." Wang Bo smiled slightly.
If he hadn't learned Ripple Qigong last night, he wouldn't have been able to do this. With his strength, he can definitely beat the tattooed man, but there is no guarantee that the other party will not be injured.
Even the moment he punched the opponent, he killed the opponent.
The tattooed man staggered back, threw away the scimitar in his hand, turned over on his horse, and after taking a deep look at Wang Bo, he said, "Let's go." β
Then, with the descendants of the convoy, he left like a whirlwind.
In terms of numbers, he is no match for the enemy.
In terms of force, he was defeated by one move.
What else can he do except leave here in disgrace, is it true that he wants to rush forward and be heroic? Although he is not afraid of death, he does not want to die so worthless.
After the descendants of the convoy left, O'Connor, Evelyn, and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Jonathan clutched his heart and said, "You know, I was almost scared to death just now, I thought I was going to be finished." β
O'Connor nodded approvingly, "I thought we'd be beaten into a hornet's nest too." β
After Wang Bo got on his horse, he lifted the spell, and the warriors of Anubis turned into a pile of yellow sand and melted into the desert.
Evelyn asked curiously, "This is also the spell recorded on the Black Book of the Undead?" β
"Yes." Wang Bo said.
"It's unbelievable." Evelyn looked amazed.
"Yes, I think so too." O'Connor said, "But shouldn't we get out of here right away, it's not a good place after all, and if that group of people repents, we're going to be in even more trouble." β
Jonathan nodded repeatedly, he thought the same thing.
But in reality, it's a complete overkill.
The tattooed man seemed to be a fairly obedient person, and for the next few days, Wang Bo never saw the group again, and they did not appear until he left the desert.
Even if Wang Bo and the others returned to Cairo, they did not catch up.
This reassured everyone a lot.
The day after returning to Cairo, Evelyn couldn't wait to show off to the museum's curator with the Golden Sutra of the Sun, and found the legendary Hamna Tower.
Evelyn used to be an employee of the Cairo Museum, and when she found a map to the Hamna Tower, she hoped that the curator could help her.
But the curator accidentally burns a corner of the map, and says that the Tower of Hamna does not exist, which is just a story, and advises Evelyn not to be too naΓ―ve, let alone waste time.
Now that Evelyn has found the Tower of Hamna and has the Golden Sutra of the Sun, she naturally wants to show off to the curator.
More importantly, she has to prove that she is right and that the curator is wrong.
However, Evelyn didn't know that the curator was actually a descendant of the Pharaoh's Guard, and he didn't burn a corner of the map by accident, but on purpose.
He didn't want anyone to find Hamnata, which is why Evelyn's self-confidence was broken. However, he didn't expect that Evelyn would not only find the Hamna Tower, but also the Golden Sutra of the Sun.
And the location of the Sun Golden Sutra, even the curator doesn't know.
Presumably, Evelyn came to the door with the Golden Sutra of the Sun, which would inevitably surprise the curator.
However, none of this has anything to do with Wang Bo.
He is now working with O'Connor and Jonathan to turn the gold he has into valuable pounds.
As Britain was the first industrialized country in the world and once dominated the international financial industry, the British pound was once the most widely used currency in international settlement business.
After World War I and World War II, the British economic status continued to decline, but due to historical reasons, the British financial industry is still very developed, and the British pound still occupies a very high position in the settlement of foreign exchange transactions.
Therefore, turning gold into pounds is one of the wisest choices.
As it happens, there are now a lot of British banks in Egypt.
Although on February 28, 1922, Britain was forced to recognize the independence of Egypt, but still retained the power over Egypt's defense, foreign affairs, ethnic minorities and other powers, the Egyptian authorities are still a puppet dynasty under British control, according to the Anglo-Egyptian intergovernmental agreement, Britain can send troops to Egypt at any time to protect British interests in Egypt.
And this situation lasted until about 1954.
It will also be said that Egypt is still under British management, and British banks are still popular here, using various methods to suck blood and eat flesh on Egypt's body.
Of course, these still have nothing to do with Wang Bo.
He just came to the bank to exchange gold.
O'Connor, a former soldier, each exchanged a portion of the gold for hundreds of thousands of pounds.
That's not a small amount.