In silence, the thick alloy door opened before everyone's eyes. The lights in the vault turn on automatically, revealing the scene in a blazing light.

The people of all forces swallowed nervously.

"Everything in the hundred-year package is on the innermost cabinet, and I, I promise nothing has been touched." The mayor was finally smart when he opened the cupboard, and he affirmed as he kept backing away, ready to slip away. Surprisingly, no one stopped him at all. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the innermost cabinet.

When the silence finally broke down, one of the guys closest to the cabinet rushed over at a brisk pace. The rush was like hitting a hornet's nest, the balance was broken, and everyone started attacking each other. Constantly use your own body, with all kinds of weird tools and magical gadgets to hinder the people next to you, hoping to grab the item first.

Countless attack weapons of all kinds continued to explode in the air, but they did not make a single sound. The scene is completely out of control, with attacks, defenses, deaths, every second happening. Elite peers from all over the world gathered in a small art vault, and such an oolong situation was actually staged in reality. The collision of light and dark forces, the sparks that bloomed are simply indescribable.

The battle that had already been triggered did not last long, and in the end, the items in the hundred-year package were divided up by the strongest and most agile seventy-three people, each with an object in their hands. The remaining sixty or so people had all turned into corpses and were lying on the cold alloy ground.

Yang Junfei is one of the living, but he is already scarred, this guy pulled his facial muscles, and said: "It's not interesting to fight around, let's just take what we have in our hands and ask the employer to settle the matter." After all, no one knows exactly what the target item is, right? ”

A hoarse voice snorted coldly: "Yang Junfei, your suggestion can be considered." But first, hand over what you have in your hands. ”

"Idiot, why don't you hand over what you have, I'll call the shots and let you go." Yang Junfei complained.

"Your cunning is well known to your peers all over the world." The man with a low voice sneered, "Maybe, you already know what things are." Perhaps, it's the thing you have. ”

"Che, you can afford an immigration letter from 1914? Excuse me, how can an immigration letter have the function of eternal life? Yang Junfei waved the old letter in his hand: "It's better for me to exchange with you." I think there's some value in that bond you've got in your hand. ”

"That's enough, don't talk about it. Everyone knows that unless someone voluntarily quits, there is only one person who can finally get out! A big Russian man interrupted them in half-baked English.

"It's true, no one wants to give up what they have. So, only one of us can live and walk out with all the belongings. Yang Junfei nodded dejectedly, and said with a wry smile: "Lao Tzu is injured, and there are many enemies here, so I guess I can't play with you." Forget it, Lao Tzu won't play anymore! I quit! ”

He said as he tossed the 1914 immigration letter on the ground and prepared to leave.

"Wait, how do you prove this thing is real?" When he reached the door of the vault and was about to step out of the door, a large figure stopped him.

"Is it true, you just bury yourself and pick it up yourself to verify it." Yang Junfei pouted.

"Pick it up and show it to me." The big man commanded.

"It seems that you probably don't know me, and you haven't heard of my good reputation in the industry." The old man scratched his head: "I'm a well-known honest man who doesn't know how to play tricks." ”

"Pick it up and show it to me." The big man ignored his sneering joke and ordered again.

"Okay, okay, pick it up, you see, my temper is good." A hint of cunning crossed Yang Junfei's eyes, and his sharp gaze locked on someone on the right as he walked, and then pounced on it with lightning speed at the moment when everyone's defense was relaxed.

The old man first locked the man's throat with his elbow, and then with a slight dig of his right hand, he snatched the object in his hand like a loach. The raindrop of attacks rained down in less than a second, and the remaining seventy-one people swarmed over. The stormy wall completely submerged Yang Junfei, but the old man smiled weirdly.

After the crowd dispersed, everyone was surprised to find that he had disappeared without a trace.

"And then, there was no then. My mission was over, and I went back to school to continue looking for a chance to get revenge on the Night Bastard. When everyone was nervous when they listened with relish, Xue Qian suddenly clapped her hands and ended the story.

"It's gone, it's over? That's it? "My psychological gap is a little high, and I was almost suffocated to the point that a mouthful of blood spurted out. Just got to the point, she hadn't even talked about what the old man had robbed, how did he disappear under everyone's noses, why was it over?

"It's really over, I'm living quietly in school. Two days ago, I suddenly received an order from the boss to arrest you, and I have been following you all the time. The girl pouted innocently: "As a result, I was caught by your **** and took advantage, and I was bullied by two bad women next to you." ”

I touched my aching head in frustration and was silent for a long time. Yang Junfei, what did he rob, and where did he disappear? It sounds like he's not in danger at all!

As for Johnson's disappearance, it seems that it has nothing to do with him. The financial tycoon, who has a terminal illness, must be digging three feet into the ground to find the old man, and I'm afraid he did find that guy. But Yang Junfei tried every means to break the contract and was unwilling to give him things.

Alas, how do you know more and more, but the more confused you become? Mysteries are messier than messy, and that's what I should do with them!

"In 1918, that is to say, 96 years ago, it is very likely that someone opened the 100-year package and stuffed something into it." I buried my head in reorganizing the information: "So what happened in 1918?" ”

Lin Zhiyan immediately picked up the tablet to investigate, but before the results came out, the guardian girl had already pushed the door and walked in. She was carrying a large bag with a black eco-friendly garbage bag on the outside. Li Mengyue threw the burden that was several circles bigger than her on the ground, and four people suddenly rolled out.

Four people have been knocked unconscious, and one of them is none other than Pirto? Rogard.

"Wake him up." I pointed at him and commanded.

The guardian found a cup of tea and splashed it on his face.

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