My wife's body is getting colder, but her eyes are wide open, full of worry, I know, it's because my son Yanyan doesn't know where she is now. At this time, my whole body is full of anger, like an active volcano, it must erupt, or it will explode. This active volcano is full of pain after losing his beloved wife, resentment of being bullied, and a great disappointment. To my dearest wife, I have incomparable longing and hope, this kind of love is the same as any man, reunion after a long absence, naturally it is full of expectation and joy, who knows that the change in the middle, when I see her, it is the day of farewell. Ah, my wife who once loved each other, and this woman who was willing to die for me, have gone different ways since then, separated by yin and yang, and there will be no day to see each other again. This painful reality turned out to be all brought to her by me. She could have been obsessed with her art and pursued her dreams, but because I quietly joined the International Cultural Heritage Protection Organization, I innocently lost my life and lost a good future, and I was implicated. I regretted it and hated myself, and I couldn't help but howl on my back. The sound was like a wolf howling and a tiger's roar, shaking the dust and dust in the tunnel.

When the chandelier on the top of the dome was shattered several by the shrill whistle.

The brothers of the Sanhetang intuitively felt that this howling sound was devastating, and they all took a few steps back and leaned tightly together.

Suddenly I thought in my heart: this great pain, the culprit who destroyed this qiē, are all the lackeys of this group of gangsters. turned around, stood up, and threw himself at the scarred man Uncle Dao at the beginning.

That Uncle Dao is not an ordinary person, an iron finger is like a steel diamond, indestructible. But. At this time, I had already put life and death aside, where was there still half a bit of fear, and I actually gathered all my strength to punch him.

Uncle Dao saw that I was crazy. Fierce and brave, I didn't dare to underestimate it, my body shook, I took three steps back, and when I saw my fist clearly, I sneered and stretched out my index finger. The lead poked at me. This finger did not avoid the edge, and went straight to my fist. It was unscrupulous.

The fingers of the fists intersected, and there was a bang, like two heavy hammers striking in one place. The knot on the tip of my fist ached sharply, and my whole body trembled. It's like being electrocuted. Looking down at the fist, it was bruised and swollen, and the injury was already not light. Looking at the enemy on the other side, the index finger of his right hand was sharply retracted, and he grasped the index finger with his left, which was originally arrogantly erect, but now it was like the tofu strip, wilting and drooping. I couldn't stop shaking, obviously in great pain. But this sworn enemy also has a lot of backbone. The beads of sweat on his forehead dripped down in large pieces, and his face turned red and purple, but he still closed his lips and teeth tightly, and did not make a sound.

Strange to say, I was not Uncle Dao's opponent in the first place, and I fought with him, just like a child touching an adult, he could hold me with a wave of his hand, not to mention that he used his invincible iron finger magic skill. This starts with my experience. This experience has helped me excel. This skill is not the fist embroidered leg of acting, it is all a fatal way to fight. My brain once hit the cliff, amnesia, and became stupid, and because Tan Wenhu of the Dragon City Ruins Museum knocked a chip into his brain, blocking the recovery of neurons, almost killing me, but after the chip was taken out by Fan Xuanxuan's father and the old doctor Fan Changlong, it has been restored to eighty or ninety percent, which makes me gradually recall all kinds of old things, although these old things are just some video clips, but these days are immersed in a familiar environment, witnessing the characters of the past, These fragments gradually became a straight line, until I ran into my beloved wife Li Yan in this hell, and saw that she would not give in to the enemy at the risk of death, and did not call me to summon me to fall into the trap set by the Sanhetang. Her great love that is willing to protect me with death is like an electric current passing through my whole body, making my heart surge, and the hidden memories in my mind are activated by this huge current, and all kinds of people, things, and things in the past are like springs, floating in my mind, and those lost memories have been completely revived since then. In addition to thinking of Li Yan and my classmates in Milan, Italy, the process of getting married and having children after returning to China, and all the happiness and sorrows we had together, I also remembered my own special experience, which helped me have the ability to fight against the demon king Uncle Dao.

What is going on here has to start with the International Organization for Conservation itself. The International Organization for the Conservation of Cultural Heritage, referred to as the International Society for Cultural Conservation, abbreviated as ICPS, has a very large name, but it is actually a non-governmental organization, whose members are cultural elites from all over the world, including professors, scholars, artists, and collectors from world-renowned universities, such as Albert Einstein, the founder of the theory of relativity, Cantor, the founder of modern numbers, and Cézanne, the father of modern Western painting art...... There are also some top tycoons, entrepreneurs, and celebrities in the entertainment industry who are also loyal supporters and promoters of cultural conservation, and there is a world-class actor in Hong Kong who is a member of this organization, and has also contributed funds and even starred in several films about the protection of cultural relics, which have been screened all over the world. Because of the huge interests hidden behind the cultural relics, not only have lawbreakers secretly robbed them, but even some governments have participated in them with the will of the state, and the looting of cultural relics in the Old Summer Palace of the Eight-Nation Alliance, which is regarded as a great shame by the Chinese cultural preservation organization, is a microcosm of similar history, as well as the case of the pharaoh's mausoleum in the pyramids of Egypt, as well as countless tomb robbery incidents, which are all footnotes to its reality. These conspiracies and tricks are both outrageous and outrageous to the righteous people, but because these undesirable people and organizations, or institutions, have deep backgrounds and great strength, they are not only well-organized, but also have members of the underworld involved, and even some law enforcement agencies are involved, forming a huge network of interests. If you openly call for battle with him, you will be hunted down by assassins.

However, those righteous people were unwilling to accept the impact of the world's ancient civilization by modern materialistic civilization, were rusted by money, and were stolen by unscrupulous people, forced to leave their birthplace, and fell into the hands of lawless robbers. Firearms shooting training, air, sea and air amphibious driving training, intelligence collection and integration training, and computer hacker training have made these highly talented students from well-known institutions of higher learning. Not only is he knowledgeable, he can know the authenticity of various cultural relics, but he can also obtain useful information from complex information like a spy. Carry out transnational operations to intercept the illegal acts of antiquities robbers.

This organization has a long history, with a history of nearly 200 years, and its members strictly abide by the organization's constitution, purpose, and system, and trust and rely on each other in order to accomplish their tasks, regardless of each other's nationality, beliefs, and ethnicities. It is usually a one-line contact to avoid revealing identities and being retaliated against by criminals. Each member is an independent unit of execution. On the one hand, it protects the privacy of the organization and the security of the organization, but it also causes the inconvenience of contacting each other, once one of them is attacked. It is often too late to organize an effective counterattack. There was no time to implement effective protective measures, resulting in harm to members. This is the objective reason why I have disappeared from the sight of the organization in the past three years. Fortunately, I have now regained my memory, although it has cost me a lot, I have lost my beloved wife and my beloved son, and I am no longer confused and lost. Instead, they regained their faith and regained their sense of organization. Naturally, my heart became very strong. This psychological factor is mixed with the pain of losing his beloved wife, and it ferments into an irrepressible anger, which is vented by the fist that has been tempered thousands of times, and then turns into a surging force that makes the opponent suffer.

The uncle didn't know what was going on, he just said what secret weapon I was holding in my hand, and his face was painfully twisted and hideous for a while, remembering that I had used a fire axe to slash his ghost head mask before, and said in a lost voice: "Damn, what are you cheating?" Seeing that there was nothing in my hand, he said that I had used the secret weapon and hid it again, and asked, "You...... You...... What do you have in your hands? ”

I was only full of anger at this time, so the pain in the fingers of my fists became very dull, and I had no intention of accosting him, so I strode forward and punched him in the face. Uncle Dao didn't dare to use his finger skills again, and waved his left arm to block, who knew that this punch was extremely fast, although he blocked it, it still slid over his arm and hit him in the ear. His head tilted to the left and hit his head on the Sanhetang disciple beside him, and the disciple was caught off guard, screamed miserably, and fell to the ground with his head covered.

Uncle Dao saw that I was using this punch posture old, and while my body was not stable, he waved the dagger that was still dripping blood with his left hand, and lifted it from the bottom left to the right up. My right hand spread out, turned into a tiger claw, grabbed his left wrist, and slammed my knee against the back of his hand, his wrist snapped and his people let out a shout. But I didn't let go of his wrist, and I put my knee on his throat, causing him to fly upside down on his back, knocking down the two disciples behind him.

When the other members of the Sanhetang saw this, they took out machetes, axes, and iron rods from their clothes, and gathered around them, covering their heads and faces. I dodged and retreated, and after only a dozen steps back, I was forced into a corner, and there was no way to retreat, so I had to look at the arm of the person in front of me and grab it like lightning. The man saw that I was in a hurry, and I had been stabbed seven or eight times, and I was about to die in an instant, but I didn't expect that I could calmly grab his wrist with my palm, and I didn't have time to dodge, and I caught him. I pinched the pulse of his wrist with my thumb inward, and the man's wrist ached, and as soon as the palm of his hand was released, the machete in his palm fell off automatically. I threw his wrist away, reached down with ten fingers, grabbed the machete, and swept it across my chest, and immediately the faces of the three men standing in front of me showed a scar and blood spilled out. The three of them let out a cry of surprise and hurried back. The other three stepped forward in unison, striking at my head, abdomen, and legs. If I am short and hide from the knife on my head, I will be struck by the chest and the chest. If I spread my hands to block the two attacks in my upper body, I would definitely lose my legs and feet, and in my desperation, I had to protect the door with my sword, and fly my left leg and kick the dagger that stabbed in the middle. In this way, it happened to pass the machete that swept from the lower body. However, the trouser tube of the right leg was also cut open by the edge, and I felt that the calf was cold and cold. The dagger in the middle was kicked away by my left foot, and I seized this fleeting opportunity to kick it instead, and kicked it on the man's chest, and after a muffled sound, the man flew backwards and sat down on the ground, not getting up for a long time. The rest of the people, seeing that I was brave, gave each other glances, and went to their waists to draw their guns. I saw them wrap their arms around their backs, grab ahead of them, pull out the pistol that Shen's mother had left me, and shoot them several times. Unexpectedly, my hands were as fast as lightning, and all of them were hit by bullets in the wrists, and they quickly turned around and fled into the dark tunnel, leaving only Uncle Dao and the disciple who was kicked in the chest by me and fell to the ground unable to move. I walked straight to Uncle Dao, picked up the dagger from his feet, and put it against Uncle Dao's throat, ready to avenge Li Yan, but my mind suddenly jumped, remembering that Li Yan didn't tell me where Yan Yan was, and I didn't know her whereabouts, so I asked Uncle Dao angrily: "Tell me quickly, where is Yan Yan?" ”

Uncle Dao's whole head was on one side, resting on his right shoulder, his face was pale and bloodless, and his breathing became very short, and he had broken his cervical vertebrae by my knee. I yelled into his ear again: "Tell me, where did you get Yanyan?" ”

Uncle Dao muttered in his throat, his lips pursed, and he wanted to speak. I put my ear to his lips and heard him say, "Mom...... Force...... ...... of you...... Ruthless, you, hit ...... Dead me...... Bar, Lao Tzu, no...... Know...... Dao ...... "The breath is like a gossamer, and the sound is like a mosquito and a fly, but it is still a vicious word, stubborn, teach me not to be angry." I raised my pistol and aimed it at his head to take his life to avenge my wife. At this moment, there was a loud bang in the dark tunnel on the left, and a fireball shot out of the darkness towards my head. (To be continued......)