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"Stand still!" The golden retriever seemed to be getting more and more nervous, and didn't talk nonsense to me, waving his hand to signal his subordinates to open the coffin.

The fat man stood aside, clasped his hands, looking like he was watching a play, Cui Linghong frowned, not knowing what he was worried about. Although I thought that there must be something wrong with the Golden Retriever telling me to stand in front of this huge bronze coffin, it was clear that he was not prepared to reveal the reason for his nervousness.

I struck a slight posture of ready to fight, my legs slightly bent, my hands at the sides of my thighs, and I winked at the fat man. The fat man understood, pulled Cui Linghong behind him, and whispered: "If something is wrong, run out as soon as possible." ”

Cui Linghong nodded, but he didn't seem to be very nervous, at least not like the golden retriever. I don't know what kind of control she has, or if she is really calm and in danger.

I can't care so much, I've done everything I need to do, and I'm always a little unaccustomed to being threatened by the golden retriever and standing in front of the coffin. Thinking that he must have some ulterior motives, but he has no clue, he can only take one step at a time and adapt to the situation.

As the golden hair's gesture fell, I saw more than a dozen people all gathered around the bronze coffin. Four on each side and two at each end. The twelve men put their weapons behind their backs and pulled something out of their backpacks.

As soon as this thing was taken out, the fat man's eyes widened, and he snorted: "This is really fucking professional, the collision of modern technology and ancient technology." This spark is big enough, it is such a good bronze coffin that is blind. ”

What the twelve men took out of their backpacks was a small laser cutter. I've seen this stuff before, and it's in the fat man's antique shop. It's no wonder that the fat man made this kind of sigh, as soon as these dozen laser cutting machines were taken out, not to mention a bronze coffin several meters high, even a meteorite coffin several meters high could be cut.

The golden retriever put on his goggles and waved his hand again. I feel as if the Golden Retriever enjoys this kind of silent conduct, quite an artist's style. The fat man couldn't sit still, so he hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hands to the golden retriever and said, "I said that you are too unkind, you are all wearing goggles, what should we do?" ”

The golden retriever looked at the fat man, took out a pair of goggles from his backpack, turned around and threw them to me, and then said casually: "You guys have your backs to the coffin, just don't look at it." ”

The fat man pursed his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and pulled Cui Linghong's back towards the coffin. At this time, I found that the thin monkey did not even have goggles, standing a little far away from the fat man, and also turned his back to the coffin. This is kind of interesting, the Golden Retriever's men all bring their own goggles, and it seems that the Golden Retriever has at least two of them. The only thing that doesn't have a skinny monkey is that if the skinny monkey is his person, then this is something that shouldn't happen. Could it be that the goggles that the Golden Retriever threw at me were originally intended for the skinny monkey? Then why did he throw it to me, and not to his own people?

That's all I could think about at this time, because the twelve people in front of me who were holding laser cutters had already begun to cut. There is no imaginary scene of sparks flying and noise flying all over the sky. Just along the edge of the bronze coffin, along the edge of the bronze coffin, countless bronzes were melted into copper juice along the laser, and slowly flowed down the bronze coffin. The huge bird-man sculpture on the surface of the coffin was quickly covered with copper juice.

In my confusion, I seemed to see the birdman's eyes blink, because he was wearing goggles, and the brightness of the laser was too big and dazzling, so he couldn't see it very really. But I was still taken aback, I tried to rub my eyes, and I was afraid that my eyes would be hurt by the laser rays, so I didn't dare to act rashly. And also beware of the danger inside the coffin, subconsciously always feel that this coffin will not be too simple.

As the cutting progressed, soon the surface of the bronze coffin was completely cut open. In just ten minutes, twelve people put away the laser cutting machine at the same time. Only the coffin still emitting green smoke was left, and the copper juice flowing slowly. The temperature in the tree hole had risen to a critical point, and I was already sweating as I stood next to the coffin. As soon as they put away the laser cutter, I took off the goggles and threw them aside.

The Golden Retriever also took off his goggles and waved his hand at his men again. At this time, I was no longer in the mood to appreciate the free and easy when the golden retriever waved his hand, and all my spirits were highly tense, staring intently at the bronze coffin in front of me. As the bronze coffin got closer to the time of opening, this sense of danger from the bone marrow became clearer and clearer. It's a strange feeling, a little inexplicable, but it's very real.

With the fall of the golden retriever's gesture, soon the twelve people gathered in front of the bronze coffin again. Everyone took out a short shovel about 20 centimeters long, and still according to the previous standing method, inserted the shovel into the gap cut by the cutting machine. With a trumpet in my mouth, the four people close to me pry from the top down, while the four people standing opposite me pry from the bottom to the top at opposite angles. The eight people exerted force at the same time, and the bronze coffin made a creaking sound, and the four people at both ends of the coffin quickly pinned the shovels in their hands into the gaps that were pried open. These people work together seamlessly, as if they have been trained. It's just that he probably misestimated the weight of the lid of this bronze coffin, and he didn't pry it off at the first time, but only pried open a gap for the palm to be inserted.

The faces of the four people in front of me instantly became extremely ugly, and the four people in front of me had their backs to me, so it was difficult for me to notice the changes in them. But the faces of the four people standing at both ends of the bronze coffin also instantly became extremely ugly, and the originally sturdy men seemed to be dehydrated for a long time at this moment, and their spirits were more than half gone, and they became sluggish.

I was shocked that I had only pried open a small gap, and what was inside was so powerful. I guess the situation of the four people standing with their backs to me is not much better, because the golden fat man Cui Linghong next to them took several steps back at the same time.

I don't know what's going on inside the bronze coffin, because I can't see the crack at all. But the fat people should not be able to see either, why would they take several steps back at the same time?

With a question, I turned my head to look at the fat man, who was not as ugly as the faces of the people across from me. But it was as if there was nowhere to vent the urine that had been held for a long time, and his face was flushed, and it became difficult to breathe. It was as if someone was choking his neck, and it looked like he was going to suffocate soon.

I turned my head to see Cui Linghong was a very thin monkey and a golden retriever, and found that they were all the same, with the same expression, and even the posture was similar.

There were sixteen people here, except for me, who seemed to be affected by the moment the bronze coffin was pried open. Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world? Just sixteen ghosts, pinching the necks of these sixteen people? So why didn't I perceive anything? Not affected in the slightest?