Chapter 8 Six People

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Now I am no longer the ignorant Fan Peixi (although, now Fan Peixi is just a code name for me), I know what kind of principles I need to act with people like Zhang Hefang. That is, reasoning carefully and reasoning, and when you get your own answer, there will never be any hesitation. Courage is a necessary psychological quality in this circle, and weakness can only be bullied.

I took out the short knife in my trouser pocket, rushed forward in three or two steps, Bu Jin turned around at this time, I didn't think much about it, a short knife stabbed directly into her throat, I heard a "plop" sound, the bright blade suddenly poked into her blown-out skin, a pool of hot blood burst out at once, spraying me in the face.

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"Ahh I woke up screaming, beads of sweat on my forehead, and I gasped for breath to find my body shaking.

I shook my head and found myself in a van with a wide field on either side of the window, and a straight road with no end in sight.

What's going on? Could it be that this is another illusion?

I looked left and right, and only then did I realize that there were ten people in the van plus me, and they were all staring at me intently. The person at the head was naturally Zhang Hefang, and when he saw me wake up, he said to me with a smile: "Mr. Fan, you have finally woken up." ”

I took a look at the people in the car, and among these people, I only knew Bu Jin, Zhang Hefang, and Professor Li Zhongkai, and the other six were all unfamiliar faces. I remembered the arrangements Zhang Hefang made before, this time I went to the ruins of the ancient Shu Kingdom, and our staffing should have many elites according to what Zhang Hefang said, a total of ten people, I'm afraid, these ten people are all in this van.

"What's going on?" I asked, "Is this a fantasy or a real world?" ”

Zhang Hefang said with a smile: "This is the real world. ”

"Why should I believe what you say?" I asked rhetorically.

I didn't expect that as soon as I said this, it would cause everyone in the car to laugh (except Bu Jin, of course). One of them, a white-faced young man with a pointed face and glasses, and a thin body, laughed twice and said, "Boss Zhang, this old brother is not as stupid as you say." ”

Zhang Hefang smiled, and I could tell from his eyes his appreciation for the white-faced young man. Zhang Hefang said to me: "In the illusion, everything around you can be controlled by your consciousness, but in the real world, this situation cannot happen. ”

I thought about my previous experience, indeed, in my environment, when I wanted to assassinate Bu Jin, I somehow had an extra short knife in my pocket, and now, when I put my hand in my trouser pocket, it was empty, nothing.

Naturally, this small gesture of mine did not escape Zhang Hefang's eyes, he looked down at my hand, and then said with a smile: "How about it, Mr. Fan, what I said is right." ”

I nodded silently, and said, "Why are we in the car, and where are we going?" ”

"We are now on our way to the lost altar of the Ancient Shu Kingdom," Zhang Hefang said, "As for why we were in the car and left the museum, we naturally had to go on the road." ”

"But the illusion ......"

I was only halfway through my words, Zhang Hefang stopped me and said: "I, Zhang, have been studying illusion for more than ten years in my life, how can that little Lin Hanjie be my opponent, a little trick, his wings are hard, his courage is bigger, and he still wants to calculate me, it will only be self-defeating." ”

I was dumbfounded, and then said, "Lin Hanjie? Is that Curator Lin? In this way, that illusion was indeed released by that Curator Lin. ”

Zhang Hefang nodded and said, "From the first time I saw him at the gate of Sanxingdui Museum, I felt that something was wrong, so at that time, I deliberately left Professor Li waiting for us outside, just in case." When verifying the authenticity of the golden scepter, I found that Lin Hanjie was using illusion, so I set up a protection for myself on the spot, as for the dragon girl, she is one of the six royal attendants, so naturally she will not be harmed by the small skill of carving insects such as illusion. ”

I was dumbfounded, and said, "So, out of the three of us, I'm the only one who has fallen for the illusion?" ”

Zhang He said apologetically: "That's the case. ”

"What about the later Curator Lin?" I asked.

"Of course I ......," Zhang Hefang whispered as he gestured with his hand around his neck.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said, "But since the casters are dead, why didn't I wake up from the illusion?" ”

"I'll explain it to you," the lean white-faced young man said impatiently: "Don't listen to what Boss Zhang said so mysteriously, in fact, illusion is a kind of small witchcraft that is quite grinding, you need to pay attention to many details, all kinds of hints and details ultimately directly determine whether the illusion can be activated directly." And illusion is such a thing, when it is activated, it is activated, and it has nothing to do with the caster, can you wake up to see your own creation, if you can't wake up, it will be no different from a vegetative person. ”

I heard that his accent was somewhat similar to mine, so I couldn't help but ask, "You are also from the Northeast?" ”

He laughed twice and said, "Heilongjiang." ”

Zhang Hefang said: "What Bao Ye said is right, if I explain it, I'm afraid it will be another tirade." ”

"Hey!" The young man named Bao Ye waved his hand and said, "Boss Zhang was still muttering there just now, will you just be vegetative, it's useless for me to say anything, think about it, if a six-royal waiter becomes a vegetative person, then it won't be fucking left for 10,000 years!" ”

I laughed twice and asked, "You are all from Nanwu?" ”

At this time, a burly man with a burly shaved head with bronzed skin sitting in the front position turned around and said, "What is Nanwu not Nanwu, it's just a meal with Boss Zhang." ”

Zhang Hefang simply said: "Since they are all here, let's introduce ourselves in turn, Mr. Fan and Miss Long both know each other." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Bao Ye next to me preemptively said: "I'll come first, just call me Bao Ye, it's over." ”

Later, the people introduced themselves. First of all, he was driving, it was a man who looked very ordinary with black-rimmed glasses, and he was also very handsome, but the lack of two front teeth made him fall a lot. He is from Gansu, and his accent is not very strong when he speaks, but he can still clearly detect that he is deliberately rubbing his tongue. Everyone called him "Lao Yu".

Then there was the person sitting in the co-pilot, who was white and clean, but he was very short. He appears to be a Buddhist with beads on his wrists and around his neck. He is a Cantonese native, and listening to him is no different from listening to a foreign language. The man was called "Brother Liao".

The person sitting behind Brother Liao was a big fat man with a fat face, he was smoking a cigarette, he didn't seem to have any interest in me, and a pair of smiling little eyes kept spinning on Bu Jin's body. Everyone called him the old python.

To my surprise, next to the old python sat a woman who was not inferior to Bu Jin at all, with her hair scattered and a little freckles on the bridge of her nose, but it was not conspicuous. She was dressed in camouflage that concealed all the lines on her body that were supposed to be unique to women. She was also the only one of the other six who ignored me, and even Zhang Hefang couldn't do anything about her.

Bao Ye poked my ribs with his elbow beside me and said, "Her surname is Xia, she is quite a stinky fart, I wish her to be a girl for the rest of her life." ”

Next to the woman surnamed Xia was a man with a sturdy, bronzed complexion, who was the one who had just spoken, with a tattoo behind his ear, and everyone called him "Binzi".

After a brief introduction of themselves, I found that none of them told me their real names, and Zhang Hefang explained: "They are all people who eat on the knife edge, and it is inconvenient to reveal their real names, so please forgive me." ”

As soon as Zhang Hefang's words fell, the old man who was driving suddenly said, "Boss, there seems to be a problem ahead." ”

"What's wrong?" Zhang Hefang said as he looked at the front of the car with the other people in the car, only to see that the originally unimpeded highway had been blocked, several military jeeps were parked in the middle of the road, and several soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and loaded guns stood in the middle of the road and waved their hands to us, signaling us to stop.

"Boss, what should I do?" The old man asked.

"It's definitely someone from the organization." Zhang Hefang said.

"A detour through the fields?" The old man was slowly slowing down.

"Walk through?" Bao Ye said angrily: "Our broken car still has to fight off-road with military jeeps, pull it down." ”

Zhang Hefang said lightly: "Bao Ye is right, stop first and get ready." ”

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