When Steven woke up again, he was already in a warm car.

It's a car.

The sound of the engine was so pleasant, and the smell of gasoline wafting through the tip of the nose also brought joy, and the driver was driven by a man in a fur hat, who saw his movements through the inverted mirror and said hello.

"Awake?"

"Thank you."

Thanking him, Steven looked at the remaining two.

A man with thinning hair sat in the passenger seat, and he nodded lightly and handed back a bottle of mineral water.

Natasha took it in her hand, unscrewed the lid, and fed Steven a mouthful.

Steven swallowed it in a big gulp, his throat was so thirsty that he immediately drank the entire bottle of water.

"Thank you."

He thanked him again.

Natasha didn't speak, giving up the matter to Coulson.

"You're welcome, sir, have you encountered any difficulties? Lying in that place? ”

The voice was smooth and powerful, and Coulson tried to get to the bottom of him.

"I... My team and I got lost, can you put me in a nearby city? ”

Steven didn't want to face Arthur's men anymore, and it was wisest to lie and leave Egypt.

But the pause between his words, the subtle change of expression, had already made Coulson and Natasha see through his lies.

The two looked at each other silently, and Coulson continued to probe tentatively.

"Sir, I'm afraid this won't work, the place we are going to is the legendary city of Hamnata, if you want to go to the city, you must go back!"

Really... Listening to Coulson's words, Steven's face became ugly.

After going around in a big circle, do you still want to go back?

Wouldn't it be like running into Arthur's men again!

This made his mood instantly worse, and what was even worse was that his head hurt when he heard the words Hamnata, and the picture in front of him flashed wildly.

Then, maybe a minute, maybe five minutes.

When he woke up again, he was firmly pressed to the ground by an arm.

"How do I ......?"

With his eyes confused and the corners of his mouth glowing with blood, Steven was about to struggle when a cold object was pressed against the back of his head.

Stiff, Steven lay down honestly, he knew, it was... Gun!

[Sentiment from Steven Grant +1699]

[Sentiment from Mark Speeck: +1677]

[Mood from the moon god Kong Su +3000]

[Steven, every time I see you, I am amused by your stupidity! 】

At some point, the moon god Kong Su was inexplicably standing aside, and he sneered as usual, but Steven couldn't care about him, because the man behind him spoke.

"Who the hell are you? Say! ”

The man with the gun had a low voice, and even if he couldn't see it, Steven could feel a pair of sharp eyes shooting at him, and those eyes scanned as if to probe his secret.

"Wait, don't shoot! My name is Steven Grant, it's a misunderstanding, I have another personality in my body......"

Explaining aloud, Steven didn't want to die for no reason.

He chattered to Khonsu's scolding, told him about himself, introduced another personality, Mark Spek, and even told him about his encounter with Arthur's group.

"You mean, you're a schizophrenic?"

This time it changed to a cold female voice and asked.

"Well, this young lady, though I'd rather call it a dissociative disorder, but... Yes, I'm sick! ”

It's a great shame to say in public that you're sick, but there's no way, Steven doesn't want to die here because of a misunderstanding.

"A significant number of criminals caught by the police after committing a crime will shout that they have a history of mental illness and beg for forgiveness from the jury and the judge.

They will even buy off the psychiatric hospital and prepare the documents in advance......"

This time the response was someone else, listening to the voice coming from the man with thinning hair.

"I don't believe him, a mentally ill person?" The gun, still in the back of his head, questioned the man with the gun.

"Although it is true that he looks a little different now than he did just now, I can be sure that this is an extremely dangerous guy!"

"So, I think it's more important to talk about ......"

Wiping the swelling on the left side of his face, Coulson walked over and motioned for Yan Shuangying to let Steven go, he squatted next to Steven, looking down into his eyes, the puffiness on his face made his smile look a little unnatural.

"Mr. Steven, we're interested in what you call Arthur Harrow, especially when they're looking for Amit's grave......"

Steven: "......"

......

Hamna Tower.

Peng!

The explosion of gunpowder blew a hole in the ground, and a swarthy passage appeared in front of everyone.

The flying golden-blue scarab beetle pointed to the position at his feet, and Arthur Harrow had a happy face, confirming the final location of Amit's tomb.

"Let's go, go in and have a look!"

Carrying torches, they walked through a narrow corridor, and the frescoes and statues on the left and right were full of Egyptian mythology.

The temperature here was unusually low, the shoes were damp and fluffy on the ground, the air was filled with the stench of rotting corpses, and occasionally some black shadows flashed from the corner of the eye, bringing ominousness.

Stomp ......

Torches lit the way ahead, and Arthur Harrow and the others were in large numbers, silently holding guns, and marched forward in the silence of the tomb.

It wasn't until a scream blew away the silence that everyone panicked instantly.

"Ahhhh

！

”

The younger brother fell to the ground clutching his neck, and he screamed and wailed, and the wail was like a cold wind blowing through everyone's face, causing panic.

The flickering light of the fire shone on the wailing little brother, and his flesh bulged as if something was moving quickly, and it soon came to his face......

Bang!

With one shot, Arthur ended his suffering.

"Be careful, this is an Egyptian scarab beetle, capable of burrowing into the human body and eating flesh!"

With pale faces, the younger brothers huddled together tightly and said yes in succession.

So, they used torches to disperse the insects around them and moved forward cautiously.

In one of the burial chambers, they found a black coffin, and someone found a cabinet nearby, from which a black scripture book was pulled, and there were some jars around the coffin, which were also found.

Arthur took the book and recognized the words on the cover.

"Bibles of the Dead?"

He opened the book again and couldn't help but read it.

“#%@#￥......”

At that moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the tomb.

He frowned and turned around and was just about to speak, when he found that several younger brothers who opened the black coffin were drenched on their bodies by some inexplicable liquid sprayed from the coffin, and they turned into blood and died on the spot without screaming.

"Damn it, it's the trap!"

"Fake, they're dead!

”

"Tudu, sail, Hami!

！ ”

“......”

The remaining juniors were shocked and hurriedly retreated.

"Shet!"

After scolding Arthur, he took two sharp steps back, and the golden-blue scarab beetle floated out of his hand, pointing in the direction of the coffin.

Confirmed... Amit's incarnation, in the coffin!

His eyes were fiery, but considering that he had just killed his three younger brothers, Arthur used the power of his cane to summon a jackal from the ground.

He ordered the jackal to open the coffin and throw the mummy-yin inside on the ground.

Looking at the Amit incarnation that rolled out of Mu Mu Yin's mouth, Arthur smiled.

And then.

Mu No-Yin patted his body and stood up from the ground, and smiled at his face... The laughter was horrible.

[Mood from Arthur Harrow +1699]

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