We squeezed over, cautiously reached the edge of the hole, our weapons in hand, and tried to look into the hole.

"What's the situation? Someone buried here? Fu Qianhe, who was at the front of the line, was now squeezed into the outermost part of the line, and he couldn't see clearly, so he waved his flashlight and asked us anxiously.

Chang Jinlu borrowed the flashlight to poke his metal arm into the hole and touched it on the ground......

Chapter 247 of "Thousand Tibetan Bureau": The bronze vat on the cave wall is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!