It was an old man in a crisp dark suit, his white hair was neatly combed like silver threads, his face was full of wrinkles, as if he had gone through vicissitudes, and in his hand was an umbrella.

"British!" The boss of the man in black is well-informed, and when he saw the appearance of the old man blocking the road, he had already roughly guessed his origin. In the face of this kind of person, the boss of the man in black has to be cautious,

Looking at the man in black in front of him, the old man in the suit smiled lightly and said very indifferently: "Philip? Johnson, 34, property salesman, married, father of two. Shark, a well-known bandit leader on the West Coast of the United States, rose to prominence ten years ago and has completed 20 robberies so far, an average of one every six months. It is known that the amount of robbery accumulated 400 million US dollars, and it was once listed in the tenth place on the US government's bounty wanted list, but it quickly fell off the list. ”

As he spoke, the old man in the suit smiled lightly and said to the boss of the man in black: "Philip, you are a smart person, you know what you can and cannot take, and you know how much you should take." Philip, why would someone like you who knows how to be temperate make such a big mistake today? ”

"Just take money from people and help people do things." Philip Johnson knew how terrible the man in front of him was, but he could not have imagined how such a legendary figure could have come from England to the United States, knowing that it was just a cursed gem that they did not like!

That's because he's done enough homework that Philip Johnson doesn't think he's going to have much of a problem.

You know, in the eyes of those British, this is just a very ordinary thing, and they were able to borrow it from England to the United States, which means that this gem is not in the eyes of some special people.

In the eyes of the head of the British Museum of Natural History, the cursed statement is nothing more than a cultural overtone to the gemstones, thus attracting the attention of visitors.

They believe that people have always associated precious stones with all sorts of legends, and that all a gemstone owner has to do is describe it as cursed or lucky, and the story of the gem is passed on through history through one person after another.

The above sentence comes from the mouth of the head of the mineralogy department of the British Natural History Museum.

Of course, Edward's 77-year-old grandson, Indiana Jones, said the family believed in it.

"My mom would never touch a gem," Jones said, "and she advised us not to touch it." ”

The Jones family is very smart in the underground world, especially the famous Indiana Jones, such a person has experienced countless adventures in his life, even if he is very old now, with him in charge, no one in the Jones family still dares to mess with him, even in the absence of successors in their family.

It was precisely because he knew that the British Museum of Natural History and the Jones family did not care about this cursed gem that Philip Johnson dared to make this trip to the troubled waters, and the money given by the person behind him was too rich, so Johnson couldn't help but be moved. It's just that he didn't expect that those people he least wanted to see would still appear in his eyes.

"You're doing a great job, Philip, you didn't use any special abilities this time, the people in the museum don't care about the loss of this ordinary gem, but I'm different, I have my own responsibility for this gem, so please let her stay, okay?" The old man in the suit spoke very sincerely, as if he was talking to a friend of his.

Philip knew who the old man was talking about, and the Los Angeles Museum of Natural History was able to stand to this day, not because of the guards and the alarm system arranged in layers, but because of the people with special abilities who existed in him.

It's just that those people exist in the depths of the underground museum, the most valuable kind of thing in the Guardian Museum, as long as they don't encounter someone peeking at what they are protecting, or someone using special abilities, or looting the museum's treasures on a large scale, they won't do it.

It was because of the lack of attention to those cursed gems that they were placed in the outermost layer of the underground treasury, plus Philip Johnson did not use his special abilities, and they were also very restrained in the museum, only taking five gems in total.

Although these five gems were worth a lot of money in the market, they were not in the eyes of those people, and as for the other slain guards, they never considered them their own.

And Philip of course knows that the old man in front of him is the same existence as those people, and if he makes a strong move, he is not the opponent of the other party, and the old man in the suit knows this, so he uses words to break Philip Johnson's resistance little by little.

Philip Johnson suddenly felt a trance, and subconsciously wanted to take out the gem on his body, but as soon as he came into contact with the cursed gem, his whole body suddenly became agitated and woke up. Raising his head, Philip Johnson looked at the old man in the suit with horror in his eyes.

With a slight change of hands, the usually old revolver was pulled out, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the old man in the suit in front of him.

"Why are you doing this, you know, that thing you have doesn't pose much of a threat to me." There was a hint of pity in the eyes of the old man in the suit, and he said to Philip Johnson: "As long as you hand over the gem, I promise you can leave at will." ”

The words of the old man in the suit made Philip Johnson's expression begin to be in a trance, but this time he quickly struggled out, and then shot directly at the old man in the suit without hesitation.

A "bang" gunshot, quickly spun out of the chamber of the gun, and shot out towards the heart of the old man in the suit.

However, despite the extremely fast speed of the bullet, the old man in the suit still had time to shake his head gently, picked up the umbrella in his hand, and suddenly, with a "ding" sound, it had been blocked to the ground, but when the old man in the suit put away the umbrella in his hand again, he found that Philip Johnson had turned around and fled!

With a slight smile, the old man in the suit was about to chase Philip Johnson, but before he could take a step, a man in black suddenly dodged out from the side, threw a grenade at the old man in the suit, and then flashed away again in an instant.

The old man in the suit subconsciously opened the umbrella in his hand, but the exploded grenade only emitted a puff of smoke, enveloping his whole body, and then there was no reaction.

As soon as he heard the sound of the grenade exploding, the old man in the suit knew that he had been deceived, he waved the umbrella in his hand vigorously, a gust of wind blew, and the smoke quickly dispersed, but by this time, Philip Johnson was gone.

"I knew you were going to make a move." The old man in the suit seemed to know who the person who shot behind him was, smiled lightly, and chased after the person who shot behind. At this time, he didn't seem to care about the loss of the cursed gem at all.

Standing on top of the tall building, Ling Xiao could clearly see the movements between the boss in black and the old man in the suit, but he really couldn't hear anything about the conversation between the two, but he could guess that there was no good thing to say between the two. On the contrary, it was the person who appeared behind him who aroused his interest.

Watching the old man in the suit chase after the man who appeared behind, Ling Xiao knew that when he made a move, the direction in which the old man in the suit was moving in the opposite direction, it was obvious that the boss of the man in black was walking against him, and now when the two of them were far enough away, Ling Xiao would immediately make a move.

However, he was not the only one who thought the same as Ling Xiao, on the top of the tall building more than ten meters above the head of the man in black, a black shadow was quietly and silently jumping in the building, following the boss of the man in black.

The distance between this figure and the boss of the man in black has never exceeded twenty meters, even when he was facing the old man in the suit just now, this black shadow is still lurking left and right, but neither the boss of the man in black, nor the old man in the suit, nor the person who appeared behind him are aware of her existence.