"$100,000......" the old man's eyes lit up, "I...... I can ...... I don't have the money to find ......."

"Don't look for it, I want to buy a message for the rest." Wen Feng said leisurely.

"What's the news?" The old man slipped the check into his jacket pocket.

"Butcher Tru." Wen Feng looked at the old man and said.

"This man...... It's long gone. The old man looked at Wen Feng very vigilantly, "You don't plan to go to that dead city, are you?" ”

"As far as I know, Tru has been in that dead city, and more than once." Wen Feng looked at the old man and said coldly.

"Yes, Tru was actually a tomb robber. 20 years ago, yes, 27 years ago, when he was still a hairy boy, following desert bandits on the edge of the Taklamakan Desert, searching for ancient cities flooded by sandstorms. The old man lowered his head and said slowly.

"I know all of this, and what I want to know is, who is the person who brought him into the dead city?" Wen Feng interrupted the old man's speech. "Know that the dead city is buried at the bottom of the mountain, and the only people who know the entrance are the royal descendants of Parthia."

"No...... No...... I don't know......" The old man's face showed a look of horror. But Wen Feng still smiled and stared into the old man's eyes.

"Very well, it looks like you're hiding a lot of secrets." Suddenly, Wen Feng laughed.

He Baobao glanced at Wen Feng, "I got the news you wanted, we can go, right?" ”

"It's a lot more than I thought it would be, and it's a good deal to spend it." As he spoke, Wen Feng snapped his fingers at the old man's eyes. The old man looked at Wen Feng vigilantly, "I'...... I...... I don't really know anything......"

"Of course I know you don't know anything, you haven't told me anything." Wen Feng smiled and patted the old man's back very friendly, then got up and pulled He Baobao out of the other entrance of the dark room, the familiarity was no worse than that of the master here. It's as if he's been in and out of this chamber a lot.

The other exit of the dark room was an uninhabited alley, and after only a few steps in the alley, He Baobao took out a pistol and pointed it at Wen Feng in front of him and asked coldly: "What happened back then, do you really can't remember, or did you pretend to be in front of me?" Why can you describe the matter of Tru the Butcher and Isabel the Demon Slayer in such detail? ”

Wen Feng stopped, but he didn't look back, he took a leisurely puff of cigarette and replied: "This is also the past I want to remember, maybe it's more cruel than you and I know now." ”

"Tell me what you know!" He Baobao put a gun against Wen Feng's head, "5 years ago, it was definitely not as simple as border banditry, right?" ”

"Didn't that incident five years ago make your myth and legend come true?" Wen Feng slowly raised his hands.

"I know, that time, actually, I was already dead. And if it weren't for the fact that the masters of the rebels had already been killed, I would never have been able to eliminate so many well-trained special forces alone. He Baobao pulled out the sand eagle pistol on Wen Feng's waist.

"Hehe, in fact, you never died at all. There are many parallel spaces in this world, and it is you in another space that has been destroyed that dies, and your subject, that is, you in this space, has never died. Wen Feng sneered and turned back suddenly, He Baobao didn't have time to react at all, although he was very confident in his skills, and believed that even if he could count five fingers faster than himself in this world, Wen Feng's speed was as fast as if he was facing himself, and the gun that was originally against the back of his head was easily taken down by him. As a traverser, you actually have an immortal body. Wen Feng smiled evilly, stretched out his head and said softly next to He Baobao's earlobe.

He Baobao looked at Wen Feng blankly, and his mouth opened and closed silently.

Wen Feng took back his gun from her hand very gently, inserted it back into his waist, and put the pistol back into He Baobao's hand with the other hand. "You're not fast enough." With that, he turned around and continued to walk towards the alley.

He Baobao paused for a moment, and then ran after Wen Feng, "You guy wait for me, what did you know from that old man who was a money addict just now?" Do you know what sharing is? You guy is selfish, tell me quickly. ”

"A lot of secrets, but it's messy, and I can't organize this information to tell you in a short time." Wen Feng, who was advancing, spread his hand helplessly and said.

"Then tell me some information, whether it's useful or not? People are also curious. He Baobao grabbed one of Wen Feng's hands and shook his hand coquettishly and said.

"Say what? The information is really confusing. Wen Feng glanced at He Baobao with a headache, "Okay, these may not matter, but I want to sort them out, maybe it's a key clue." ”

"Uh-huh, let's say, let's talk." He Baobao was very cute and blinked at Wen Feng's big eyes.

"The old man mentioned that there were many ruins of ancient cities on the edge of the desert, but when we came all the way from Dihua, we only saw countless drilling platforms, but in the old man's mind, I was told that those drilling platforms never produced a drop of oil, and all the drilling platforms were located above the ancient city. Don't you think that's weird? Wen Feng shook his head as he walked and said. Also, 27 years ago, Tru was the only living person in the tomb robbery team looking for the ancient city of Duman, and after coming out of there, he suddenly became very rich, like he had endless money, and then he ran to that war-torn country, recruited troops, and soon became a warlord on one side, until the country sent troops to that country. It's strange that in the next few years, the people of the United States cooperated with him very happily, but I don't know why he suddenly turned his face with the United States, and was finally driven to the border area by the Mi army. ”

"Could it be that Tru is a royal descendant of Parthia? No, he doesn't look like a West Asian Caucasian at all, he is ......" He Baobao just wanted to continue, when he saw Wen Feng shaking his head at her, not only said angrily: "I am a deference, which looks like you know the answer." ”

"I also found it from the old man's memory, Tru once found a double-headed eagle symbol of an ancient Roman legion in the ruins of an ancient city on the edge of the desert, it may be a medal, and after getting this medal, they went to the ancient city of Duman, yes, this is the key." Wen Feng suddenly looked at He Baobao and said, "That's ...... Wrong...... Not right......"

"What's wrong?" Seeing Wen Feng's expression, He Baobao asked suspiciously.

"Your father, how did he get in? He must have preceded them, I can't figure this out. Wen Feng shook his head and muttered to himself.

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