Lukav wasn't dead, and as Sylvie screamed and ran out of the bedroom, he struggled to get up and struggled to open his other remaining eye, panting and sneering: "You can't be happy for too long, Miss Naron, I know where your Achilles' heel is." This time, as long as everyone involved in the 'Feast of Immortal Warriors' will go to the end without exception...... Of course, if you are willing to contribute what you already know, I will be able to release the core secrets of the KGB, and everyone will join forces to fight against future changes-"

"Mr. Chen, I just woke up from my sleep, and these two people somehow crawled out from under the bed. What's the matter? What about Curator Lorraine? Is she okay?" Xiwei and Lorraine became friends, and once they got out of trouble, the first thing they thought of was each other.

If it weren't for Naren's presence, maybe I would have gently hugged her and brushed away the panic and trembling in her heart, but now I just smiled faintly: "She's long gone, and she will be fine." ”

Satov's shotgun was so powerful and domineering that I had to slash my throat to prevent Sylvi from being hurt. At such a close distance, as long as Satov's thumb moved, Xiwei would definitely have no chance of survival. I don't want to kill the monster for no reason, I only blame the people of the "underworld" organization, and there is no room for me to "keep people under the knife" at all.

Sylvie caught a glimpse of Lukaf with a bloody face and was startled again, taking a few steps back.

The originally clean room was made up of blood and mess by the two killers.

Na Lun smiled understandingly: "Uncle Chen, I will ask the waiter to open another room right away, and please move with Miss Xiwei." But since you will inevitably have to move the two of you, would you like to meet someone now?"

Without waiting for me to agree or not, she had already squatted down in front of Lukav and sneered word by word: "You are just a little minion in the organization, even if you really want to talk, it will not be your turn to speak." Now, I'll give you a chance to live, and tell me if the 'Crocodile' has arrived in Cairo and where is his foothold?"

Lukav tilted his head sideways and wiped the blood on his face from the wall, and glared fiercely: "You want to see the 'Divine Crocodile', and what qualifications do you have to talk to him?"

When the KGB created the "Hades" organization, there were five top figures in charge. So far, the four have died of old age or war, and only one person, the "Divine Crocodile", has miraculously survived a hundred battles. Therefore, every member of the "underworld" worships him as an absolute brain.

"It's my business if you're qualified or not, you just have to tell me where he is. Naren stretched out the pointed tail fingernail of his right hand and probed Lukaaf's left eye, "You have a few seconds to think about it, but I have to tell you that we have eavesdropped on all the phone calls you have made since you arrived in Egypt." Even if you don't say it, we can analyze his whereabouts from those records, it's just a waste of time. But you're going to lose that eye again, and more—"

I didn't want Xiwei to witness the bloody slaughter again, so I hugged her to the balcony.

Half an hour ago, Lorraine had stood here depressedly and wept bitterly for her confused future. As a great soothsayer, she must have seen many things more terrible than death, but this time it suddenly befell her.

"Mr. Chen, what did Director Lorraine say to you, will it help to find Miss Leng Xin?"

I had to tell the truth: "She has encountered a very confused matter, and she can't take care of others for the time being." ”

Xi Wei smiled bitterly in confusion: "She is a famous bird-level soothsayer, does she also have problems that cannot be dismantled? Maybe she is worried about what happened to the professor?"

Regardless of what Lorraine is bothered about, what plan does the professor have to find "The Wheel of the Sun" for her? Leng Hannan is not a person who is very happy, and every time he promises to others, he will be at least eighty percent sure.

I looked up to the sky and sighed: "Everyone will encounter insurmountable problems, from princes and nobles to pawns and beggars, and no one is exempt. ”

Xi Wei blinked suddenly: "What about Lady Charlotte? Does she have a problem in her heart? Otherwise, how could she stay in the inner wall of the big corridor and meditate like us?"

We haven't discussed this since we left the pyramid, but it's strange that Charlotte was interested in Wang's video.

"I think you should go and meet her. As a bystander, I can sense that she is interested in you, and with her power and wealth in Cairo, she will certainly be able to help you a lot. Sylvie smiled, and although she couldn't hear the vinegar in this passage, her expression said it all.

"Ahh

Tuwang's subordinates are all rebellious and fierce masters of the rivers and lakes, and it is probably difficult to convince the public if Nalun is so young and has no real skills. Therefore, what is hidden under her pure and graceful appearance may be a series of bold and ruthless thunderbolt methods, which makes people have to be convinced.

Xiwei frowned: "Mr. Chen, there is one thing you probably don't know very well, more than half of the high-end real estate in Cairo City has Charlotte's shares, including the building under our feet. Officer Miz kept saying that the owner couldn't let you demolish the building and search, but I had a hunch that if you got out, everything would be 'impossible' and things would take a turn for the better. ”

It was as if I suddenly saw a glimmer of bright sunshine in the clouds: "Really?"

Several times he proposed to Officer Miz to tear down the partition wall between 1806 and 1808 to find out, but he refused to do so, and if he could find the shareholder behind the actual control of the Moonlight Hotel this time, all the problems would be solved.

Sylvie nodded affirmatively, staring at the vast night sky and letting out a meaningful sigh.

Many times human beings have to bow down in front of money, Charlotte is a representative of the rich in Egypt, and I believe that every beautiful or ugly girl can't help but feel inferior in front of her.

"Sheaville, thank you for the reminder, I'll be meeting her tomorrow. I couldn't comfort Shelvie in words for silence, so I could only take a step closer and gently hug her shoulder.

"Go see her, as long as it is beneficial to find Miss Leng Xin, I will always support you. "She slid like a frightened little fish out of the crook of my arm.

"Snap" twice, Naren clapped and appeared lightly behind us with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Uncle Chen, I have ordered Tie Hou and Tie Di to come in and clean up the scene, and the new room is also ready, you can ask Miss Xiwei to stay and sleep peacefully. Come with me now, okay?" said Naron grimacing at me, curling around and bending his knees in a "please" gesture.

Neither Sheavi nor I asked too much about anything, because Narun and the Earth King's men had taken control of the situation in the hotel, and all events were going on at her set pace.

"Be careful. Sylvie whispered, her slightly flustered gaze avoiding my gaze.

"Don't worry about Miss Xiwei, you and Uncle Chen are our VIPs, as long as you cooperate with us, you will not be in any danger. Laughter was Naron's best shield, and her big black eyes seemed to be able to peek into other people's thoughts every time they moved flexibly.

I followed her out of the door, catching a glimpse of Lukave's clothes soaked in blood, and there was no sign of any life except for the occasional twitch of his legs and feet.

Naren led the way and walked about forty steps to the right, turning right again, and in front of him were two antique gates trimmed with white copper. In terms of the hotel, there is a luxurious suite on each floor, which is only available to the wealthy, and ordinary guests cannot get it even if they book in advance.

We stood in the doorway, and the silver electronic eyes above the lintel flashed, and immediately a faint green light shrouded in.

"I'm Naren asking to see the big guy. Naren straightened his chest, and his expression immediately became extremely serious.

The door opened, and the two heavily armed gunmen stared at each other indifferently, as if the two of us didn't exist. I followed Naren as I hurried through the luxurious living room covered with Persian carpets into a small, dimly lit living room.

"You may be seated. She pointed to the wide dermis, and there was not a smile on her face.

The furnishings in this room were very simple, except for four pairs of sand and a coffee table, and the four walls were empty, and there was nothing.

When I sat down, Na Lun took out a stack of photos from under the coffee table and pushed them in front of me: "Uncle Chen, please read these photos in order first, and the big man will come out later." ”

I nodded silently and picked up the first photo, which showed a white jade coffin with the lid open and an old man with a pale face sleeping inside.

"Tuwang, he- dead?" I smiled wryly, looking up at Naron's face, and the hand holding the picture couldn't help but tremble a few times in succession. Tie Hou, Tie Di, and Na Lun all said that the earth king was not dead, but it was just "very bad", how could a photo of him suddenly appearing that he was dead?

Naren sighed: "No, he is not dead, but he is in a kind of ...... A near-death state, and this strange state has been going on for six months. Uncle Chen: The reason why I say this is a 'strange' state is that he is not a vegetative person in the medical sense. Read on, I'm sure you'll be shocked too. ”

She leaned down to brush away the photos for me, so that the thirty or so photos were lined up on the coffee table.

I can't be mistaken, it was definitely the king of Namendu, because he had spent his whole life in the military, his face was covered with long and short scars, and he had lost his right ear, right eye, and half of his nose, which had very obvious facial features.

There are seven or eight photographs of him getting up to drink, eating, smoking, and walking, and a few of them are close-ups of his face, showing that his eyes were completely closed when he did all these actions.

For a moment, a series of words flashed through my mind: "zombies, the walking dead, turtle breath gong, yoga", but none of them could fully match the state of the earth king.

"Six months ago, a doctor from London said that he was in a final 'dying' state, with brain tissue death, cardiac arrest, respiratory arrest – in short, according to the medical definition of death, the patient could have been sent to the funeral home. However, after one hundred and eighty days, he can still eat and rest on time like a normal person, except for not opening his eyes and not speaking, even all his metabolism can be carried out normally. Uncle Chen, can you judge what this is all about?"

Naren stared at the picture in pain, his voice still calm, except for the gurgling of his teeth. After all, it was the most important loved one in her life, and this state was more uncomfortable than a direct death.

I shook my head: "I've never heard of this weird disease before. "But as I continued to look down, the gradual photographs showed that the earth king was tightly covered by a gray blanket from the waist down, and remained until the last one.

"What's going on, what's wrong with the Earth King's body?" I was keenly aware of the seriousness of the matter.

Narun pressed his hands on his temples, closed his eyes, and endured for a long time before he stopped the tears that came out of his eyes, and replied coldly: "It is said in ancient Indian books that when the earth is about to have a natural disaster, the water and grass on the Ganges, the cattle and sheep in the fields, the eagles on the snow-capped mountains, and the subjects under the favor of the sun will all transform into snakes. As a result, the world was annihilated in the hustle and bustle of snakes, insects, rats and ants, until the long night of 19,000 'eons', and then the cycle of life could begin again. ”

I was stunned, and when I was about to ask again, a tall, muscular young man had pushed open the door of the small living room and strode in.

"Mr. Chen is glad to meet him. He held out his hand to me with ease.

Naren immediately got up, put the picture away, took two steps back, and stood solemnly next to the sand.

I reached out to shake the dignified Indian man, thinking quickly of this swarthy face that looked a little familiar. He was about thirty years old, with a shiny black, curled head and a pair of piercing eyes, and a cleanly shaved chin, which made him look extremely shrewd and capable.

"Mr. Chen took the liberty of inviting you over because the King of Earth had mentioned your name countless times before, and told me that no matter what major events happen in the future, as long as Mr. Chen makes a move, he can immediately turn the haze into a clear sky, and everything will disappear. He laughed loudly and looked back at Nalun, "What? What about our Indian wine? Wouldn't it be rude to have a distinguished guest without good wine?"

Narun replied respectfully, "I'll go and get it right away." ”

She put the photo back on the coffee table and walked out.

"Why didn't Mr. Chen speak? Is it to blame me for not greeting me well and being lazy?" The man's hands were folded on his knees, and he unconsciously turned a red gold ring on the thumb of his right hand with the five fingers of his left hand, and the smile on his face could not hide the luxury and arrogance revealed in his bones.

From this small gesture, I was able to identify him exactly as the absolute leader of an opposition party in India. According to a recent report of internal discussions by international observers, he is likely to be a strong contender for the next presidential election.

"Mr. Sukan is glad to be there. I smiled and nodded.

He laughed again: "Mr. Chen's eyes are really as wise as a torch, and the contemptible person is Su Kan. ”

This time, I was really bewildered by Nalun's arrangement, and the Tuwang did have some friendship with Sukan's party, but what was the point of inviting me here? Is it just to see the treacherous changes of the Tuwang?

There was a wordless silence in the small living room, and Sukan's shrewd gaze repeatedly passed over my face, but I just kept smiling coldly and did not speak first.

Naren never came in again, and it seemed that Sukan had consciously used the excuse to send her out to talk to me face to face.

After five minutes of silence, Su Kan suddenly laughed out loud: "Mr. Chen, there seems to be some estrangement between us. Actually, I was a student of the king of Namendu, and I have been under his disciple since I was six years old, and I have been under him until today. You are the master that the teacher admires the most, and if I have a problem, can I ask you for advice like I asked the king of the earth?"

My eyes fell on the photo again, and my emotions were affected, and I smiled bitterly in a depressed voice: "Mr. Sukan, everyone's time is extremely precious, please say it directly." ”

There have been so many things going on in the last few days, which has caused me to suffer from a severe lack of sleep, and I basically don't have the heart to talk to people too much. If it weren't for the photo that Naren provided at the beginning that grabbed my attention, I might have gotten up and said goodbye a long time ago. Sukan is the darling of Indian politics and is best at giving speeches in public, so I don't plan to give him much time to confess.

"Okay!" Su Kan slapped his palm on the coffee table, shaking the stack of photos and spreading them out again.

He still frowned slightly before speaking again, and muttered for a few seconds, as if thinking about where to start, and finally grabbed the photos and lined them up on the coffee table one by one, showing a wry smile on his face: "Let's start with the abnormal body of the Earth King." ”

As I said earlier, Tuwang is located in the northernmost part of India, very close to the Himalayas, which stretch through the territory of China and India. It was precisely by relying on this favorable terrain that he could attack in the south, retreat, and defend in the north quite effectively resisted the invasion of the new king's army, and always retained this large independent territory.

Nominally, he was still under the leadership and command of the new king, but in fact he had always belonged to the independent forces of the separatist side, and could rise up at any time and become a radical subversive of the new king's regime.

"As early as sixteen years ago, the earth king predicted his own mutation, but he could not know exactly when the mutation was born. You know, he has been sparing no effort to train Naren to become his successor, and has hired dozens of top teachers from West Point, famous schools in Europe and the United States as her personal tutors. Now the prophecy has come true, and he enters this eccentric state in the photograph. The photo was taken in a snow-capped mountain bomb shelter, blocked by more than a dozen layers of iron fences, which he had arranged a long time ago——"

Sukan did not speak as generously as he did in public speaking, on the contrary, his voice always showed a wordless sadness.

I nodded, not ready to interrupt him.

"Mr. Chen, after the Earth King was imprisoned, Nalun and I were not too worried about the outcome of the mutation, at most it was just death. The earth king said that as long as Naren could take over his business, he would die without regrets. It's me who should really be worried right now, because—" He let out a long sigh, raised his hands and scratched his head vigorously, his lips trembling violently, and his emotions became extremely excited.

After his mood stabilized a little, I slowly spoke: "Do you know the real reason for the change?"

Sukan snorted with difficulty: "I know...... I know it's a curse from an alien race, related to the 'Feast of the Undead Warriors'. The earth king has been to Fort Everest in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and legend has it that whoever sees the treasure of the castle owner will be cursed for the rest of his life. However, as the previous generation of India's top ten warriors, the land king never believed this. In order to prove his courage, he decided to go, but the curse was actually fulfilled. ”

Naren walked back in and gently placed a sterling silver tray with gold silk wine bottles and jade wine glasses on the coffee table.

Sukan suddenly lost his temper and hugged her waist, buried his head in her arms, and cried loudly. The sudden appearance of a man as majestic as him really stunned me, and how many miles away from his image of triumph in front of the public.

Nalun caressed Su Kan's curl and comforted softly: "Don't worry, with Uncle Chen, he will definitely find a way." Don't cry, don't cry...... "She is much younger than Sukan, but the maternal brilliance that radiates in an instant makes me can't help but be moved.

Tang Mei also mentioned the "Feast of the Immortal Warriors", I wonder if her fate is the same as that of the Earth King? A layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from my back, and my palms were immediately wet with sweat - "Is the death of the Serpent King also out of fear of physical mutations? What if everyone who sees the 'Fire of Prometheus' will fall under the magic of the curse? Wouldn't it be the same?"

Once I figured this out, I was able to understand why Tang Mei had traveled thousands of miles to Cairo. She must go through a series of efforts to lift the curse, instead of closing her eyes and waiting for death like the "Snake King".

Su Kan's cry gradually became quieter, and he raised his hand to reach the wine bottle, uncorked it, and filled three glasses in a trance.

"You have followed the Earth King to the snowy mountains, and you have seen that strange treasure that can only be cursed?" I said exactly what was in his heart, and his hand holding the cup continued to tremble.

Naren asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you want me to add to what happened?"

Sukan nodded, poured a glass of wine down his throat with difficulty, and lay on his back on the sand in a state of distraction.

"Uncle Chen's father told me that he did take Mr. Sukan with him when he entered the Snow Mountain. He was accompanied by two other classmates of Mr. Sukan at Yale, who belonged to the British royal family and the royal family, and their names were ......"

Naren reported two names that were familiar to the public, and I couldn't help but laugh bitterly: "How could it be so coincidental?"

The young man from the British royal family is currently making frequent headlines, having served in the military on the battlefields of Iraq and has been called "the pride of the royal family" by the British Queen. Since graduating from university, he has been active in the global diplomatic community since graduating from university, and has been working hard to sell his heavy industrial products around the world.

If they had seen the "Fire of Prometheus" at the same time as Sukan, it would have been asserted that the end of the three would not be too long.

"After entering Fort Everest, my father successfully broke through the layers of mechanisms set up by the owner of the fort and saw the 'Prometheus Fire', which is said to bring natural disasters to the world. At that time, he and the three young men all walked away with no injuries. But when they camped on the way back, my father had a strange nightmare, and for more than ten years, that nightmare followed him like a shadow, and he tried to get rid of it—"

Nalun stopped and turned back to Su Kan for instructions, "Can I show that recording to Uncle Chen?"

Su Kan waved his hand irritably: "Of course, don't ask me frequently for these little things." He had already drunk the third glass, and the mellow aroma of wine filled the room.

Na Lun took out an old interview plane from under the coffee table, carefully placed it in the corner of the coffee table, and introduced it to me first: "Mr. Chen, this machine went to the snow-capped mountains with his father, and he used it to record his feelings after waking up from a dream. Over the years, he had heard it thousands of times, but unfortunately he still couldn't find a solution. ”

Before she clicked the play button, I asked the question, "Mr. Sukan, if I'm not mistaken, you're haunted by the same nightmares right now, and they're getting worse, aren't you?"

His painful performance made it natural for me to come to such a conclusion. The process by which the curse develops its effect must be extremely slow, and will be divided into several distinct steps. The experience of the Earth King undoubtedly provided the clearest reference point for Sukan, and he panicked when he realized that he was slowly following the path of the Earth King.

Su Kan let out a loud "ah", threw open his wine glass, jumped up, looked left and right like a child who had fallen asleep, and rushed straight to the door.

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