Chapter 205: Tomb Robbers from Outside

The two rakshasas of bad karma also noticed what was flying up and looked up.

This aircraft looks much bigger than the kind of search and rescue I've been sitting on before, and it looks a little "stronger", so it may have really come to catch us.

Unexpectedly, those two rakshasas saw that they couldn't bargain with us here, so they jumped up and went up to clean up the flying machine.

I pinched a cold sweat, although at present we belong to the private firearm firearm, we should also go in, but let these two monsters hurt human beings I still can't stand it, in a hurry, I almost subconsciously grabbed it with my hand, but only grabbed the ankle of a rakshasa monster, to be exact, it was the purple gas emitted from the purple gold jade robe that locked him, and I am afraid that I don't have this ability on my own.

I threw it on the rain, then pressed it up, and sat on it, and this time, the rakshasa monster seemed to be suppressed by the power of a thousand jun, and could not move.

But the other one rode in the black fog, wrapped in the wind, and headed for the aircraft. I'm anxious, what kind of flying machine are you driving if you have nothing to do? The carriage was pulled by this thing, maybe there was a way to live, and if the aircraft fell, it would be a plane crash.

I quickly pulled out my firearm and shot it at the Rakshasa monster, but it didn't seem to stop him at all, and it still swooped down on the flying machine.

At this moment, the craft suddenly skimmed to the side, and the hatch below opened, and a long cylindrical shape protruded from it aimed at the Rakshasa monster.

Is this... Isn't it, this aircraft actually has a cannon barrel on it?

But the Rakshasa monster is not afraid of that thing at all, yes, the cannonball is also a reinforced bomb, so it is estimated that it may not be able to do anything about it.

The two are getting closer and closer, but the cannon on the aircraft still doesn't fire. I'm anxious for them, if I don't fire at this time, will the recoil of the cannon and the shock wave of the explosion be lifted off after a while?

The Rakshasa and the flying machine got closer and closer, and finally, just as I watched the Rakshasa almost touch the flying machine, the "cannon barrel" on the flying machine fired, but instead of a cannonball, it was a net, and the bad karma Rakshasa was wrapped in it in an instant

Although the action of casting a net is beautiful, I thought to myself, can I use a net to deal with something that firearms, cannons, and swords can't deal with? Its claws are like knives, and the blood on its body is like sulfuric acid, even if it can't open the net, just put some blood on itself.

However, I seem to have underestimated the strength of the flying machine, and after the bad karma rakshasa was caught in the net, it began to struggle non-stop, but after a few strokes, the net did not break, and it became more and more connected, and after a while, it was tied into a zongzi and could not move.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the bad karma Rakshasa began to swing wildly with all his strength, but he was helplessly tied up very tightly, and the range was limited, and hanging under the aircraft did not cause much interference to the aircraft.

Is this settled? I thought to myself.

At this time, the forces on the scene changed again, one rakshasa seemed to be completely useless, and the other was temporarily trapped here by myself by myself. The people on the plane must all be free, and we are still stuck here because of this rakshasa, but they should be here for us. Since they can even deal with Rakshasa monsters, there is probably a way to deal with a few of us.

Thinking about this, I immediately made a judgment, got up and let go of the Rakshasa monster under me, blocked between him, Ye Lin'an, and Xiao Shirong, and retreated.

The rakshasa of bad karma was very angry when he saw this. Rising from the ground and about to pounce on us, but feeling that there was nothing he could do about us, his companion was trapped again, yelled at us viciously, turned his head, and rushed towards the flying machine.

"Let's go!" I turned back to them. The time it took for this rakshasa to be leveled was the time it bought us to escape.

One by one, we got on the horses, and I sat at the back, thinking that if the people on the plane opened their firearms to catch us, I could stop them.

We began to gallop on horseback, and I looked back, and the rakshasa tried to go up and untie the other, but before I could touch it, the man on the flying machine did the same again, and seemed to be more skilled than before, and tied it up again.

At this moment, the aircraft was like two large balls hanging from it, but it did not affect its flight in the slightest, and it rushed towards us.

But there are no trees on the hill here, so we can't be too obvious on the ground. And those who ride horses will definitely not be able to drive the flying machine, so they will inevitably be caught up.

Xiao Shirong was injured at this time, bleeding a little, and he was a lot more honest, so he rested on Ye Lin'an. Although Fu Ma was fast, Ye Lin'an probably heard the wind getting closer and closer to the flying machine, and when he looked back, he saw the flying machine.

Don't, we really can't do anything to go on like this with the flying machine, and if the people on the aircraft report the news, there will inevitably be more people blocking the way before us, and there will be nowhere to escape.

Just when we were worried, the shouting horn on the aircraft sounded: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a servant, let's have a good talk." "The accent of the voice is still strange,

"Talking about your's legs, who knows what the you are?" Ye Lin'an continued to whip up his horse and rushed forward.

Suddenly, there was a firearm sound from the position of the flying machine, and with the light of the fire, a powerful bullet hit Fu Ma, and the mud and stones on the ground were splashed high. I listened to the sound and looked at the sniper firearms, and the people on the aircraft seemed to be using this method to force us to stop.

But where is Ye Lin'an such a cowardly person with such good words? One bullet was not enough to scare him. Anyway, Fu Ma can't be killed, so we continue to run away.

There were a few more firearms sounds, and Ye Linan manipulated the horse to dodge left and right, avoiding the bullets.

Seeing that this method had no effect, the person on the flying machine continued: "The person among you has been hit by the Rakshasa Mountain of Bad Karma, and has already been poisoned by the rotten poison on its claws, and he will not be able to live without treatment. ”

Hearing this, I was shocked, I knew so much about the Rakshasa of bad karma, and chased after them so quickly, could it be that they were from the Xiao family?

I asked Xiao Shirong, "Is this your Xiao family's flying machine?" ”

However, he didn't answer me, and I realized that the guy had fainted.

"Damn, Uncle Ye, stop, this guy can't do it." I'm with Ye Lin'an.

Ye Lin'an stopped Fu Ma at this time, and when he looked back, Xiao Shirong was really unconscious.

At this time, apart from fighting and believing that the gang on the flying machine could save people, there seemed to be no better way to save Xiao Shirong. So we dismounted.

Seeing us stop, the people of the aircraft stopped talking nonsense, and the aircraft slowly lowered its altitude, and finally landed in the open space not far from us.

I asked Ye Lin'an to support Xiao Shirong, and I stood in front of them, holding a firearm in one hand in case of accidents.

The hatch of the aircraft opened, and out of it came a tall and thin man, blonde and blue-eyed, who turned out to be a foreigner?

When he saw us, he smiled and waved his hand, "Oh, don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you, and I can help your friends." ”

As soon as he waved his hand into the aircraft, several people in white coats came down with medical first-aid kits.

His appearance, his presence and his team made me suspicious, but I raised my firearm and pointed it at him and asked, "Who are you?" ”

He still smiled and said: "My name is Sean Niu, Sean is my father's surname, Niu is my mother's surname, I am also half a dynasty, I think we can be friendly." ”

"I don't care where you're from, I just care who you are." I continued.

Sean Niu: "Then you should put down your firearms, we are still peers, in Korean language, I am the young owner of the Sean International Art Collection." ”

Ye Linan said behind my back: "Let them save people first, this is a little unbearable." ”

I pretended to believe that he had put down the robbery, and said to him, "Then let your men save people first, and then we can talk about it." ”

Sean Bull: "OK, OK, you guys bring him here." ”

His men spread a sheet the size of a sheet on the floor, and then each of them opened the medical box and took out various things.

I put him on the list with Ye Lin'an, and watched these white coats clean his wounds and apply injections and bandages, not like they hurt him, so I was a little relieved.

Sean Niu: "Mr. Zhou, now that your friend is out of danger, shouldn't we have a chat?" ”

I nodded yes, and he led us into the cabin of the aircraft, which is really not true, and the inside is quite wide, especially when the two sides are opened, it looks like an outdoor makeshift coffee house.

Sean Niu took out a set of tea sets from under the seat, poured tea leaves for us, and passed a few pots of water very carefully, looking very elegant.

Watching him toss and turn there to make tea, I thought, what is this "Sean International Art Collection" I have never heard of, which one is it? And even if he is the curator of a foreign collection, then he is just firing aircraft and firearms in our territory, which is too arrogant, right? So his identity must not be so simple to be clear.

Sean Niu took a sip of tea and opened his mouth first: "Mr. Zhou, you must be very suspicious of what our identity is, right?" ”

I smiled, "yes, then you are." If you want to work with us, it's all about trusting each other. Since you can call me Mr. Zhou, you must already know who we are, and who you are below. ”

Sean Niu nodded and smiled: "Actually, I didn't lie to you at all, we are peers, not simple peers, in addition to having a background in the collection of museums, more importantly, we all love to collect the artworks of the former dynasty buried in the ground, you are called cultural relics." Isn't it? ”