"How much is a good room for a hotel?" Zhang Bin took out a penny coin from his wallet and stuffed it into the waiter and asked.

"A pound a day for a top suite, and eighty pence for a double room." The waiter smiled happily when he put away the tip.

"Take me to register and I'll stay for a few days." Zhang Bin took off the cowboy hat on his head, shook off the dust and said.

took a ten-pound bill, and after registering, Zhang Bin took the rattling elevator to the fifth floor, took the key to enter the room, Zhang Bin checked the surroundings, and then took off the double gun and threw it on the bed and asked in a low voice:

"Sister Qian'er, explain why I need to try not to use spells to use the martial arts combat power, are the various god realms still monitoring here? And possibly intervene in this world? ”

小倩 says:

"Yes, there are these so-called informants of the gods in every region, they don't know about it, but they will pray and pray or worship and tell the cultivators about the discoveries, if they interfere with things that affect this world, or when the cultivators seize powerful magic weapons and so on, those strong people may break through the space and come here, and then you will have more trouble.

But if you reach a greater power than theirs, I encourage you to bring them into your presence and destroy them for more benefits. ”

It's not that you are not allowed to use the cultivation exercises, but try not to attract the attention of others, Zhang Bin touched his chin and nodded and said:

"I know, try not to use exercises to attack, so as to avoid being exposed to my existence, just like the Pharaoh's guards, if they find out that I am a cultivator. If they leak their prayers to those powerhouses in the other world, I might get in trouble.

And what about weapon selection? If I let the red queen come out, then lay satellites and spaceships in space. Could it be that it might also attract those cultivators to come? ”

"This is very likely, the technology in your hands is too much beyond this era, it is best to use simple weapons and equipment, with your powerful Nine Turns Xuangong and the current mixed element, even if others use heavy machine guns and artillery to hit you, there is no problem." Xiao Qian replied softly.

"Is that so? Okay, I'll be a gunslinger once, but once the mission is complete. I don't have any scruples, and when the time comes, it's a big deal to leave, what kind of gods and demons. They can't do it to me. Zhang Bin said with a smile.

Xiao Qian answered, Zhang Bin opened the wallet he touched from the fat tyrant and counted it, there were more than 500 pounds in it, plus a black and white photo of an extremely cute little girl. It should be the daughter of the fat tyrant.

"One Hundred, Fifty"

Took an inventory. Zhang Bin found that although this amount of money was quite a lot, the words he was going to use next might not be enough, so he smiled strangely and sent the money of various denominations to the first-aid station, and then said to the red queen:

"Check the money printing equipment in the first aid station, give me money in various denominations in a day, a few million pounds is enough, remember to collect the code from the database."

He didn't plan to sell gold and gems, those things were eye-catching. It's better to take it out less, so that the red queen can make imitations. So you can get cash at any time, why not.

After the red directly transmitted the voice to Zhang Bin's ears and said:

"The equipment is complete, the imitation rate is 99.99%, and the shipment will start in three hours, please rest assured."

Zhang Bin put his wallet away, he looked at the pair of M500 that looked at the murder weapon, it only takes one shot to kill an elephant, this thing is not used to fight at all, he thought about it and took out a pair of ppk from the inventory, this guy happened to be produced this year, and it would not be strange in terms of equipment, and there was no need to take out other things after thinking about it.

After packing up again, Zhang Bin changed into a plaid suit and a pair of shiny leather shoes under his feet, and then walked out of the hotel to inquire and went to the museum.

There was almost no one in the museum, Zhang Bin walked in and felt that it was messy and quiet, he looked around, all kinds of cultural relics were placed everywhere, and there were no guards to guard them, it can be seen that these cultural relics are not worth much in the eyes of others.

Just as Zhang Bin was looking around, there was a sudden rumbling sound not far ahead, and he quickly ran over to take a look inside, in a large circular library, a curly-haired glasses girl stood on the escalator and swayed left and right, and a huge bookcase fell to the ground like dominoes.

Zhang Bin's consciousness swept around, and seeing that there was no one around at this time, he walked through behind the collapsed bookcase, the girl was swaying left and right on the ladder, and Zhang Bin kicked out a book just above the ladder.

"Yikes"

The ladder under the girl's feet fell as soon as she said goodbye, her body flew out of the ladder, and she was about to fall to the ground.

The girl was so frightened that she closed her eyes, thinking that she would fall half to death, but now she felt a warm and comfortable embrace hug her tightly.

Just as the girl opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Bin, a thin local old man shouted out of the gate:

"Evelyn, if it weren't for the fact that your father is an investor in the museum, I would have fired you directly, and you won't get off work if you don't get it done here."

As soon as the old man saw Zhang Bin after yelling, he was stunned for a moment and then shouted loudly:

"Oriental, who are you? What does it have to do with Evelyn? ”

"You're Evelyn, Jonathan's sister, aren't you?" Zhang Bin looked at the glasses girl in his arms and asked with a smile.

Evelyn looks thin but very material, a pair of big eyes and long eyelashes with her intellectual face look very pleasing to the eye, Zhang Bin hugged her and felt a faint fragrance into the nose.

Evelyn looked at Zhang Bin stupidly, her eyes were confused and she was about to speak, the old man walked up to Zhang Bin and looked up and down and said:

"Are you looking for Evelyn or visiting, it's a mess here, you go out first."

The old man is the curator here, but Zhang Bin knows that this guy still has an identity, that is, this guy is also a descendant of the pharaoh's guards, and the main purpose of building a museum here is to monitor those treasure hunters who want to find the city of death.

Zhang Bin smiled slightly and said:

"Okay, I'll wait for Miss Evelyn outside."

After speaking, Zhang Bin put Evelyn on the ground and withdrew, and then the curator pointed to the collapsed bookcases around her and said to Evelyn:

"See for yourself and pack it up."

Evelyn pouted and began to clean up the messy library, while Zhang Bin had time to admire the ancient Egyptian artworks on the chair in the hallway outside the door.

"Hiccup"

A wine burp came from outside the door, Zhang Bin glanced at it, a thief-eyed man staggered over with a bottle of spirits, and when he passed by Zhang Bin, he burped again, and by the way, he also snorted, Zhang Bin looked at this guy with joy in his eyes, stepped forward to hold him and asked in a low voice:

"Do you need help, sir?" (To be continued.) )