In the east of the city, the factory has a large storage area.

It's already on the edge of the city, where two or three meters of barbed wire separates the warehouse area from the outside world.

Huge warehouses stand in the middle of the storage area, and several trucks are parked at random next to the warehouse.

There was silence all around, pitch black, except for a crescent moon, hanging in the lonely night sky, casting the cold moonlight on the ground, adding a few dim lights to the place, so that people could barely see the road ahead.

Compared with the splendor of the city, this warehouse area is particularly dark and lonely.

At this time, a car suddenly came speeding from the northeast, slammed into the wire gate of the area, and drove towards the center of the reservoir area without any loss.

When it reached the sixth warehouse, it suddenly braked sharply and stopped.

The tires rubbed violently against the ground, producing a sharp grinding sound, which was particularly harsh in the empty and silent storage area.

Before the car stopped, a one-armed middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a black coat jumped out of the car with a suitcase twisted.

Although he is already old and has a broken arm, from the beginning of his actions, his body is still vigorous and agile, without the slightest slowness, and the muscles on his body are still strong, without the relaxation of middle-aged and elderly people.

The resolute facial lines and the pale head show the wisdom and experience peculiar to his age.

After the one-armed man got out of the car, he did not make the next move, but turned his head and neck. Vigilantly monitor your surroundings and listen intently from time to time.

After making sure there was no danger, he had a nervous look on his face. Only then did he soothe a little and exhale softly.

He seemed to have escaped the terrible pursuit and was safe for the time being. ** **

The one-armed man twisted the suitcase and took a stride towards Warehouse No. 6.

Three long and two short knocked on the door, and the big iron door, which had been closed, suddenly made a heavy sound, trying to move away on both sides. Revealing a gap that only allows one person to pass sideways.

The one-armed man hurriedly walked in, and the big iron door slammed shut again, and the outside world could not see the slightest clue.

Inside the warehouse and outside the warehouse, there are two very different worlds.

A few bright lights illuminate the center of the warehouse.

Under the lamp was a large long table with a few bottles of water, a little food, and a few magazines.

The table was clean, the magazines were neatly arranged, and the water and food, although leftovers, were also placed in a proper manner and could not be seen on the table. A drop of water or food scraps.

Two young men with expressionless faces sat quietly at the long table.

One of them had a ponytail tied, and the other's eyebrows were an eerie red.

The ponytail man is relatively delicate in appearance and has a thin body.

However, the red-eyebrow man, with thick bones, is very strong, and the designer suit on his body is tightly jumped by muscles. It looks like it's going to explode at any moment.

The two of them had an extremely cold momentum, which was very inconsistent with the suits on their bodies, which made people feel cold.

In addition to these two young men in the warehouse, there were more than a dozen big men with heavy weapons. Scattered in the various aisles of the warehouse.

Judging from their location, almost any intrusion will be beaten into a honeycomb in a matter of seconds.

The one-armed man entered the warehouse, looked at the surroundings, and then slowly walked towards the two young men in the center of the warehouse. ** PROVIDE THIS BOOK TXT E-BOOK DOWNLOAD **

"Liang Donghai, you're finally here, we've been waiting for you for a long time. The young man with a ponytail saw the one-armed man approaching. Keep your voice down. In a very strange tone, he said, "Did you find something?"

"Found it ... ::::。。 "Liang Donghai used a half-truncated arm. patted the suitcase in his hand, "It's all in the suitcase." ”

"Oh, really?" A look of ecstasy suddenly flashed in the eyes of the pony-tailed young man, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face, "It is worthy of being the king of tomb robbers, it is really powerful, and it is a success." ”

Liang Donghaimu was expressionless, and seemed to be completely uninterested in this compliment.

"Why are you the only one who came back?" Nakamura, what about Takeda?" the red-eyebrow man suddenly spoke coldly.

"I'm the only one who came back alive. ”

"You're the only one alive?" the red-eyebrow man raised his voice slightly, his voice full of anger, "More than twenty people went to the tomb with you, including five of our priests from Hachiman Shrine!

"Not bad. All of them died, and they all died very miserably. If I escape one step slower, I will definitely be like them, and there will be no place to die!" Liang Donghai said in a deep voice, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, revealing a trace of imperceptible fear, it was the Warring States Period, the tomb of the last great witch of the northern tribe Shanjung, it was extremely dangerous, I was able to escape with my life, and I also took things back from it, which can be regarded as a blessing of the gods!"

"Hmph, it's hard to say whether they died in the tomb of the last Rong Wu or at your hands? You have even entered the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, how can you be hindered in the tomb of the last Rong Wu?" The red-eyebrow man stared at Liang Donghai and sneered, as if he didn't believe his words at all.

"I only came into contact with the periphery of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and there were several top tomb robbers with me at the time. But this tomb of the last Rong Wu, I went deep into the deepest. In addition, those of you companions, although they are strong, do not understand the art of tomb robbery at all, and if they touch the mechanism in the tomb, no matter how strong they are, it will have no effect, only a dead end!"

The red-eyebrow man snorted coldly and said, "Since the tomb of the last Rong Wu is so terrifying, why haven't you been hurt in the slightest?"

"Am I alright?"

Liang Donghai grinned, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then tore his shirt violently, uncovered the bandage that was simply bandaged on his chest, and a wound thirty or forty centimeters long appeared in front of everyone.

The wound stretched from his right chest to his lower abdomen.

The wound was purple-black, the flesh was turned over to both sides, and black blood continued to flow from the wound.

"The wound has been coated with my special wound medicine, and the wound medicine we moved the mountain gate can even recover the damage caused by the fierce ghost, but it has no effect on this kind of injury. Because, this wound carries the most vicious and mysterious curse, and there is no cure!"

When the Japanese present saw this scene, they couldn't help but be moved.

None of them thought that even Liang Donghai, the famous king of tomb robbers, would be injured like this!

What is it that can cause such damage?

The red-eyebrow man was puzzled in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to ask again, but the pony-tailed young man suddenly scolded loudly:

"That's enough! Yamada-kun! We don't know the danger of the tomb of the last Rong Wu! Our task is to obtain the treasures in the tomb, and now that Mr. Liang has brought the treasures, then the task has been completed! What else do you have to say? If you want to gain something, you must pay something. Nakamura's sacrifice is worth it!"

Yamada seemed to be in awe of the ponytail man, and after being reprimanded, although his face was ugly, he did not open his mouth to refute, but reluctantly owed a slight debt, and apologized: "What Fujiwara-kun said is that I lost my temper." ”

Fujiwara nodded slightly, satisfied with his attitude, then turned his head to look at Liang Donghai and said with a smile: "Mr. Liang, I thank you for your contribution. Now, you can leave things to us. ”

Liang Donghai stood in place, did not move, but said coldly: "I can give you things, but my family, when will they be released? According to the agreement we made, one hand will be handed over and the other hand will be delivered." ”

Fujiwara stroked his palms and laughed: "Mr. Liang doesn't seem to trust us very much, our Shinto practice is very credible." Your family is now in a very safe place, and with just a phone call, I can have someone drop them off and meet you. ”

Liang Donghai said: "Okay, you call, I will naturally give you things when I see them." ”

Fujiwara said no more, took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket, dialed a number, and prepared to call his companion.

At this moment, outside the warehouse, a strange sound was faintly heard.

Liang Donghai, Fujiwara, and Yamada, all of whom are cultivators, have far better ear power than ordinary people, and when they heard this sound, they immediately became vigilant, and at the same time listened attentively.

However, there was a dead silence outside the warehouse, not even the sound of wind and insects.

The three of them listened for a while, but they didn't show anything abnormal, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they were not a little nervous.

However, at this moment, the strange sound sounded again, and it was much closer and clearer.

It was as if something was coming this way from afar.

"Yes...... It's it! it's ...... It's coming!"

Liang Donghai's face changed greatly, and he looked at the warehouse door nervously, with a look of fear in his eyes, "The guardian of the tomb of the last Rong Wu! Your companions, touched the mechanism and woke it up from its slumber, only to be killed by it! And chased me endlessly! I originally thought that I had already thrown it off, but I didn't expect it to catch up!"