Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

At this moment, on the upper floor of the Minyue underground palace, more than a dozen armed men armed with guns are gathering in groups of three or five, smoking next to the makeshift camp. Liu Xiaoge and his party have been going down for almost forty hours, and these people have completely relaxed from their original high vigilance. After all, it's been so long, even if you can't come up, it's better to bubble.

An orange light pierced the night, and a new dawn descended on the land. In one of the largest camps, the hoarse and muffled voice of the old target suddenly came out: "Still no news? As this serious and impatient voice came out, the guard standing at the door shuddered.

It could be seen that they were all very afraid of the old target, just when the guards were trembling and didn't know how to answer. In the forest not far away, there was the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground. A tall woman with black hair walked slowly towards the camp tent where the old target was.

Hearing the noise, all the armed men puffed out their cigarette butts and raised their automatic rifles in their hands, the muzzles of which were aimed in the direction of the woman. All it takes is an order from the old target, and these outlaws will not hesitate to shoot the woman who will commit the crime into a sieve.

The tall woman was not afraid of the muzzle of this black hole, but teased in Mandarin with a strong Xinjiang accent: "I haven't seen the old target for a long time, you are such a way of hospitality, if you didn't say that there is a fat bucket to touch among the lamas, I wouldn't be too lazy to come." ”

At this moment, the old target in the tent spoke again: "You are late, and if you come a few hours late, it will completely ruin my big thing." Don't blame me for being unkind then, what about the fat man? He doesn't come again, be careful that I shave his fat flesh. ”

The old target's words fell, and a sparse sound came from the forest behind the woman again. After a while, a fat man with a fat head and big ears walked out of the woods, wiping the sweat on his face with a towel as he walked, and complained, "What the hell is this place, birds don't." Old immortal guy, this time I am giving you face, don't kick your nose in the face. ”

After that, he snorted heavily, and as the fat man's voice fell, the curtain of the tent was slammed open. The silhouette of a tall and thin man appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it could be estimated that the height of this person was at least one meter eighty-five or more. As the man walked out step by step, the tall woman and the fat man gradually saw the person's face clearly, and the more they looked, the more frowning they became.

This person didn't care about the change in the expressions of the two, and continued to speak and instructed the people around him in a hoarse voice: "Are everything ready?" Get ready to go for a long time. I think it's almost time. Listening to the voice, you can make out that this person is the old target himself.

At this moment, the old target's face was pale, his face was covered with strips of cloth, and he couldn't see his complete facial features. He revealed a pair of deep eyes, and at the moment he was looking at the morning sun in the distance. The tall woman frowned and asked cautiously, "Are you an old target?" How do I remember that you are not of this honorable face? ”

The fat man quickly recovered from his shock, regained his grinning expression again, stretched out his salty hand to caress the tall woman's buttocks, and said at the same time: "What's so strange about this, don't you know that the old target is a demon and has a title?" A thief with a thousand faces, changing his face is too trivial for him, he can change his body when he is perverted, and this demon doesn't know how many identities no one knows. ”

The tall woman felt the fat man's obscene behavior, her brows furrowed slightly, and her slender waist was deftly twisted to avoid it. The fat man was not annoyed when he missed the blow, and continued: "I said, this is about to go to the ground, should we introduce ourselves and get to know each other." ”

The old target replied coldly: "Let's talk about such a troublesome thing while walking, bring our equipment and let's go." With that, he put a long black leather coat on himself, turned around and left first. The fat man followed one of the armed men with a big grin and entered a tent next to him.

The tall woman frowned again, looked at the fat man, then at the back of the old target, and after thinking for a moment, followed the fat man into the tent. As soon as I entered the tent, I saw several simple wooden shelves, on which were placed all kinds of weapons.

There are guns and ammunition, as well as swords, guns, swords, halberds, and it can be said that the eighteenth class has all kinds of weapons. The fat man who watched it said with a star in his eyes: "Damn, the old target really showed the old bottom this time, there are so many good things." After that, he began to choose the gun quickly, and while fiddling with the gun, he asked the tall woman: "Don't be polite to the old target, he is not a stingy person, he doesn't take it for nothing." ”

The tall woman obviously didn't have much interest in these weapons, so she just chose two of them and stood aside and looked at the fat man coldly, and asked, "Do you know the old target?" The fat man raised his eyebrows and said, "Understand a fart, that old monster is simply not human." Anyway, sister, you don't even know this, you're not a local, are you? ”

The tall woman smiled slightly: "Indeed, I am not Chinese. What's wrong with that? By the way, my name is Chamilia, please advise. The fat man smiled, his little eyes rolling around, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

After a while, he also chose his equipment, and the moment he walked out of the tent, the fat man suddenly stopped and said: "It's good if you call me fat, it's rare for foreigners to come to China to clamp lamas, it's a pleasure to meet you." Your name is too long, let's call you Xiaoya. ”

The three of them soon came to the dry well, and Xiaoya saw that the old target was completely dressed, still wearing the leather coat, and he didn't bring any equipment. Curiously asked, "Mr. Old Target, don't you bring your equipment?" The old target smiled gloomily and said, "I trust my hands more than equipment." ”

Hearing the old target's answer, both of them focused their eyes on the old target's hands, and at this moment they found that the old target's hands were extremely long, and the hands hung down almost to the knees. The old target was very fast, and with a light leap of his body, he jumped directly into the dry well.

The fat man and Xiao Ya looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and the fat man put on a helpless expression and said: "Damn, I hate working with demons the most, and I can't communicate normally at all." Xiao Ya also nodded with deep understanding, the two fixed the rope, and didn't learn the arrogant way of entering the hole from the old target, so let's go down the rope honestly.

Soon the three of them went down to the bottom of the dry well, and in the space under the dry well, the three of them soon discovered the thief hole. At this moment, the old target untied the strip of cloth tied to his arms, revealing the black and shiny metal arm armor.

The old target glanced at the thief cave and said, "I have already sent two groups of people in, and it has been forty-eight hours now, and there is still no news." When the fat man heard that this fight was so fierce, he was a little anxious and said, "Damn, why don't you say it above." The old target replied coldly: "If you don't ask, why should I say it." ”

Xiaoya showed a mature side at this moment and said, "Who are the people you sent?" The old target replied: "Three imps who are not simple, and cold noodles." Hearing the first half of the sentence, the two remained calm, and the second half of the sentence was a little excited.

The fat man said angrily: "Damn, go down cold, not even a bubble bubbles, don't you want to kill us?" This lama, you fat man, I won't do it. As he spoke, his hands were already on the pistol at his waist, intending to strike without saying a word.

The old target said calmly: "This is the king's tomb, and there are countless treasures. My goal is not to be a treasure, but to be one of them. You can take whatever you want, and I don't want a little cut. As soon as he heard the king's tomb, the fat man waved his hands and laughed enthusiastically: "Just kidding, you can do whatever you say, old target." ”

At this moment, there was a strange sound of crackling in the thief cave, and then the three of them saw a fire light in the thief cave, but it was quickly extinguished, leaving a small bright spot. Then the highlights got deeper and deeper, and the fat man and Xiaoya both put on a defensive posture.

As long as there are no people coming out of this thief hole, they are ready to face it at any time. The old target still stood calmly aside, and soon the bright spot came to the entrance of the thief cave, and a smell of tobacco spread. Since this person is smoking leisurely in the thief hole, although his behavior is very arrogant, but it also proves that he is at least a human, after all, monsters can't smoke, and soon this person got out of the thief hole.

The fat man recognized the identity of this person almost the same, and said in surprise: "Leng Mian is really you, it's really rare to be so embarrassed." Why didn't you burp in the middle of this fight? Leng Mian took a few deep puffs of his cigarette and was obviously not surprised by the arrival of the fat man.

With a cigarette down, Leng Mian said respectfully to the old target: "Old target, your explanation has been completed." The three boys estimated that they had reached the second layer of the king's tomb at this moment, and the plan was going well. The old target nodded, patted Leng Mian's shoulder and said, "Hard work." ”

Leng Mian respectfully stepped aside and shouted a few times upwards, and soon a package was thrown from the dry well. Leng Mian opened the package without caring and changed into clean clothes. Xiao Ya became more and more confused the more she looked at it, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Old Target, what is your purpose?" After all, we are a cooperative relationship, and please have something to say. ”

Leng Mian replied: "You don't need to know so much, just listen to the old target's orders, the more you know about many things, the less good it is." The fat man saw that the atmosphere was getting more and more embarrassing, and said, "Xiaoya, at this time, the fat man is going to talk to you." The cooperation between our domestic lamas and your foreign cooperation is different, and some of them are indeed cooperating. But some people don't intend to do it that way. ”

The fat man's words were not complete, but they were all smart people present, and they made sense at all. Xiao Ya was a little helpless, looking at the deep eyes of the old target, although this person must be very capable. And the few people present are not mediocre, but she has always struggled to find a sense of security in these men.

Looking at the dark thief hole in front of her, Xiaoya nodded helplessly. Seeing that Xiaoya had already nodded in agreement, the old target didn't intend to continue wasting time, and waved his hand to go. Cold noodles bore the brunt of the attack and burrowed into the hole again.

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