readx;? Ding Hao ran away with the Xuanyuan Sword, and the security guards in the museum didn't have to expect to be able to catch up with him, the sky was big outside, and Ding Hao disappeared in the blink of an eye. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wang Zhenran was punched by Ding Hao in the stomach and couldn't get up for a long time, and several other members of the Hidden Dragon Special Combat Team were also injured to varying degrees, and their noses and faces were swollen.

They had paid the price for their underestimates, and if Ding Hao wanted to kill them, they might all have turned into corpses.

"Team King!" The Hidden Dragons who had gone to chase Erin also returned, only to be run away by Erin as well.

The people of the Hidden Dragon were all dispatched, but they still failed to catch the people who were making trouble in the museum, which was dismantling the platform of the Hidden Dragon Special Combat Team, which made the people of the Hidden Dragon very embarrassed.

Wang Zhenran didn't have the face to linger long, and hurriedly left with his men before the police arrived at the museum and returned to the base.

The police quickly arrived at the museum and investigated the theft of the museum, and there were many security guards in the museum who were eyewitnesses, and the only thing they could testify to was that the two people who came to steal from the museum were two people, and it was clear that the two people were not all the way, because the two people were also fighting with each other.

I don't have a clue who those two people are or what they look like, because they are all covered and no one knows who they are.

Just when the police called the security guards to understand the situation, the director and deputy director of the National Museum came to the museum one after another, and the theft of the museum had happened before, but because of the presence of armed special police, the museum had never lost anything.

But this time, as soon as they heard that something had happened, the curator and deputy curator who had been sleeping soundly instantly rushed to the museum without any sleep, if nothing else, because they heard that something was stolen from the second basement floor, and it was a sword that was stolen.

The curator and deputy curator are all old, they have been working in the National Museum all their lives, it can be said that the museum is their life, and there are many extremely precious cultural relics in the museum are more important than their lives, these cultural relics are all hidden in the second underground floor of the museum, the most important of which is an ancient sword Xuanyuan Sword that does not know how many years old.

The history of this Xuanyuan sword cannot be traced, in short, it is definitely the treasure of the National Museum.

As soon as the curator and deputy curator came to the museum, they immediately rushed to the second basement floor in a hurry, and the scene in front of them made them stunned, many of the rooms in the second basement had been opened, could it be that the Xuanyuan Sword had been stolen?

"You go outside and watch, the curator and I have to take a good look and see what's missing!" After the curator and the deputy curator exchanged glances, the deputy curator kicked everyone else out, and only the two old guys remained.

After making sure that there was no one else, the curator walked to the wall, groped his hand on the wall, and didn't know what he was touching, and after half a sound, his hand touched a very inconspicuous bulge on the wall, and then pressed it hard.

In the next second, a secret door suddenly appeared on a wall next to it, the surface of the secret door was paved with bricks, and the bricks were exactly the same as the bricks of the wall.

The secret door opens, there is no cave in it, it is a secret room of a few square sizes, there is a stone platform in the secret room, there is a glass cabinet on the stone platform, in the cabinet is a sword with a golden yellow body, one side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, one side is engraved with mountains and rivers and plants, the sword handle to the sword body is also engraved with the pattern of dragon and phoenix, the knife work can be described as a ghostly workmanship, each pattern is lifelike, vivid.

"Whew!" the curator and deputy curator let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it's still there!" the two looked at each other and smiled, the reason why they rushed to the museum in such a hurry was for the sword in front of them, this sword that anyone could know at a glance that it was not an ordinary thing was the Xuanyuan Sword, the treasure of the National Museum.

So what was taken away by Ding Hao before?

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"Something else can be lost, as long as the Xuanyuan Sword is not lost!" The curator sighed, the two old guys knew that the most precious thing in the entire National Museum was the Xuanyuan Sword, although there were many precious cultural relics in the museum, but compared with the Xuanyuan Sword, other cultural relics were a scum, and it was because the Xuanyuan Sword was so important that a secret room was specially made to be placed, so as not to be stolen by some lawbreakers.

The location of the Xuanyuan Sword has always been known only to the director and deputy director of the museum, this is a national treasure, they can't afford to lose it, and they can't lose it, otherwise the consequences will be very serious, even if someone puts a knife on their necks, they will not tell the whereabouts of the Xuanyuan Sword.

In order to ensure the safety of the Xuanyuan Sword, the museum deliberately made a double layer of protection, not only hiding the Xuanyuan Sword in the secret room, but also deliberately making a fake Xuanyuan Sword to confuse the public.

That's right, although the one Ding Hao stole was also a Xuanyuan sword, it looked similar to the real Xuanyuan sword, but it was actually a fake, and this one in the secret room was genuine, the real Kuibao.

"Hahaha!" The sudden laughter startled the two old guys, the curator and the deputy curator, weren't the others kicked out?

Looking up at the laughter, a person suddenly landed in front of the two of them from the sky, the silver-white mask revealed a bit of cold, which shocked the two old guys into a cold sweat, and the elderly curator was directly frightened and fell to the ground.

"The real Xuanyuan Sword is really still in the museum!" The old voice, the familiar silver-white mask, and the domineering windbreaker, isn't this person who fell from the sky the same gentleman who asked Ding Hao to come to the National Museum to steal the Xuanyuan Sword?

"You...... Who are you?" the curator and deputy curator were startled.

"I'm the one who came to get the Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Strong ...... Robbers!" The curator and deputy curator were already stunned.

"Come on!" the deputy curator shouted in fright.

"Poof!" In the next second, the whole person flew upside down and slammed into the wall, and when he landed, he had turned into a corpse, leaving a large pool of shocking blood on the wall.

The curator was blind on the spot, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The gentleman ignored it, walked straight into the secret room, smashed the glass cabinet with a punch, and grabbed the real Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, this sword is old, but the sword body has no rust, it is still like a new sword, and the sword body glows with cold brilliance under the light, which shows its sharpness.

"It's really a good sword!" After a closer look, Mr. couldn't hide the look of love in his heart, he really took great pains to get the real Xuanyuan Sword, after all, Ding Hao came to cover for him, if it wasn't for Ding Hao and Erin making such a fuss, how could the curator and deputy curator come to the museum in the middle of the night?

They don't know where the Xuanyuan Sword is if they don't come, and now that the people of the Hidden Dragon Special Combat Team have left, who else can stop Mr. from taking the Xuanyuan Sword?

"Someone!" Taking advantage of the fact that Mr. was not paying attention, the curator hurriedly got up and ran outside, there were security guards outside, and he couldn't let people take the Xuanyuan Sword.

The gentleman glanced at the curator unhurriedly, "Just use you to test the power of the Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Whoosh!" the words fell, he had disappeared in place, the next second, the curator who had run halfway to the ground froze in place, and the next second, the security guard outside heard the shouts and walked in, and the slaughter began.