Chapter 3 The Secret Book of Maoshan Technique
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"Points, is it a sacrifice?" Ding Li said to himself, to hide his embarrassment.
"Clever! It seems that you don't know the truth, and the real use of the sacrifice is as if these injuries on my body, if I have enough points, can also get better at once. ”
Tom said as if he didn't care, "I don't know why the head of the road left you for Lu, probably because your magic will be very useful to us." How about joining us?"
"What are you doing?" Ding Li pretended to be puzzled.
"What are you doing? You open your eyes and see that there are riches everywhere, waiting for you to pick them up. See?" he waved his hand, "As long as there are enough sacrifices to get enough points...... We can even become gods!"
Before the words fell, the sound of the siren in the distance frantically came up. Although it sounded far away, Ding Li had a strange feeling, as if the siren was related to those guys who went out to rob.
Obviously, Tom felt that way, too. He pushed the girl away, quickly clenched his pistol, and went to the window to check.
The girl fell to the ground, shrank in the corner, hugged her knees, and buried her head in it. She was trembling constantly, obviously scared to the extreme, but she didn't dare to escape.
Soon a large number of police cars chased the two vans and came to the small hotel at a rapid pace.
A police car was probably chasing a little faster, and I saw a strong black man who was familiar to Ding, carrying a bazooka, gently pulling the trigger and poking his body out of the car window.
A rocket, with a long tail flame, made an arc and shot at the police car. With a bang, the entire police car was blown away, wrapped in flames, and scattered into parts all over the ground.
Then, those armed men were carrying weapons, as well as big bags and small bags. Threatening hostages. Walked into the hotel.
This time, no police car dared to get too close, and stopped a mile or two away.
"Boss, how did you get caught up by these goddamn cops. Tom greeted him, grumbling.
"There was a little accident," said the so-called chief, the middle-aged white man, "where is our magician?"
"Inside, maybe the blood scared the hell out of him!" Tom said with a shrug, unconcerned.
Japanese-style inns are as small and small as this country. Most of the rooms are only four or five tatami mats. But the room where Ding Li was located was significantly larger. That's probably where they gathered to discuss things.
"Mr. Magician, how do you feel now? Forget to introduce yourself, my name is Dan. You can call me the head. ”
He didn't seem to care about the police outside, and said to Ding Li with a smile, and there seemed to be a knife-like light flashing in his slitted eyes.
While the others were talking, they rushed in happily and found a place to sit casually. He opened the travel bag he was carrying and pulled out handfuls of various gold jewelry and jewelry. Started shouting excitedly.
There was only one idiot who took out a lot of dollars from his bag, and was scolded by a bloody dog. Who knows if the dollar in this world is useless when it returns to reality?
"Aren't you worried about the police outside?" Ding Li looked at these carnival-like foreigners quietly, opened the refrigerator, and took out all kinds of soda and drinks from it.
"What are you afraid of, we'll be out of this place soon," said Tom disapprehantly, "Chief, what's the trouble you're in?"
A black man walked to the window and set up a rocket launcher, and the Japanese policemen who were about to move obviously saw such a scene, and immediately fled back in fright.
"There's a little bit of trouble out there, but it's more of luck," Dan said with a big smile, "Look, I got this." ”
As he spoke, he took out a gilded Buddha statue about three feet tall from the travel bag beside him. Just by looking at it, it feels lifelike.
Suddenly, all the foreigners cheered. It seemed to be more joyful than the countless gold jewels they looted.
"Sir, you've found the sacrifice!" exclaimed Tom, apparently delighted.
"That's right, with this sacrifice, we can reach more worldly realms. Dan announced loudly.
Suddenly, the foreigner thugs all howled excitedly, and even waved their guns at the ceiling of the roof.
In Ding Li's opinion, if they wore robes wrapped around their heads and pulled the trigger to the sky, they would look very much like some terrorists.
No, these are not very much like terrorists, but living terrorists in the first place. They are even more odious than terrorists, and in any case, those terrorists kill people for a reason. And they don't want anything.
"This seems to be a corpse?" Ding Li said hesitantly, pointing to the Buddha statue.
"No, no, no. This is called a physical relic!" Dan said triumphantly to Ding Li: "Magician, although you are an Oriental, don't you even know this way? This is the monk of the Shingon Sect, what is it called......
"Damn, it's really a corpse!" Ding Li felt creepy at the Buddha statue.
"It looks like our wizards haven't graduated from Hogwarts yet," Dan graciously tossed a book.
Ding Li took it casually, and there was a "Maoshan Secret Book" written in traditional Chinese characters on it. It was the book that Uncle Nine gave to Ding Li after the most descent.
Ding Li's hand touched the cover of the book, and the yellowed pages seemed to carry traces of time, which made him have mixed feelings.
He saw that someone was going to turn on the TV and VCR, and Ding Li moved slightly, wanting to open his mouth to stop it. But there was no opening at the end.
His tiny expression was noticed by the leader who had been watching him. Laughing: "What's wrong with you?"
Ding Xuan was stunned and hurriedly said, "Nothing, so when are we leaving?"
Dan said patiently: "Until the last moment, we will not leave this world. Every world is so precious...... Perhaps, we can find a chance to break out of the world! Don't worry, with our firepower, we don't have to care even if we encounter the army of this world!"
Dan's words provoked a strange laugh, and his men waved their guns and shouted, "What are the policemen outside? Our weapons can support us in a world war!"
As he spoke, the TV had been turned on, and there was a burst of snowflakes on the screen, blurry images began to emerge, and an old newspaper appeared in the screen vaguely, but he couldn't see it clearly.