Time passed slowly, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
A month ago, after resurrecting Immorton, Wu Ming still vividly remembered the greedy look of the little old man.
Fortunately, the hometown team's biggest enemy is still the white team and not Wu Ming, so both sides are relatively restrained.
After that day, the two parties parted ways and never had any contact with each other again.
However, what worried Wu Ming was that he had not heard any news about the return of the two teams during this period.
On the contrary, as time passed, there was a sense of urgency, silently indicating to him that something bad was happening.
"What's going on? Why am I always restless these days?" On the balcony of a hotel in Cairo City, a somewhat restless Wu Ming couldn't help but look up into the distance.
After thinking about it again and again, Wu Ming still didn't think about what happened, which was beyond his expectation.
After all, with the addition of Immorton, although the strength of the hometown team has greatly increased, it is at most the same as the white team. In this way, the two teams should restrain each other and prevent big troubles. There is no reason to let themselves be distracted.
Restless.
Standing quietly on the balcony, Wu Ming was puzzled. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
Suddenly, he thought of the words Hanubis, the God of Death, left for himself in the Tower of Hamunah.
"Please me and you will be rewarded. I look forward to your performance."
The words Hanubis left appeared in Wu Ming's mind, making him silent for a while.
He had always thought that he had broken through the spider web woven by Hanubis.
However, with a vague premonition, Wu Ming couldn't help but wonder, is things really that simple?
A high and lonely god.
Such a being is really so easy to be satisfied and satisfied with having everything he wants.
Wu Ming doesn't think so. Human greed is endless, so how can gods be easily satisfied?
Thinking of this, Wu Ming put his hands on the railing and felt that it was time to go and see the two teams.
If something unexpected happened to these two teams, it would be better for them to make plans in advance to avoid not knowing that a disaster was coming.
The next moment, Wu Ming had just made up his mind when a familiar figure in the crowd caught his attention.
When he caught his eye, he saw that O'Connor, who was supposed to be with the white-clad team and under strict protection, was alone, sneaking through the crowd.
"O'Connor, how is this possible?"
Seeing the protagonist O'Connor, Wu Ming's expression changed, and he directly activated Phantom Movement and appeared in the crowd.
O'Connor in the crowd was holding a package in his hands and walking forward with his head lowered.
Wu Ming appeared next to him instantly, and put his right hand directly on O'Connor's shoulder, causing the other party to react violently.
Draw your gun, turn around, aim...
O'Connor completed the three actions in an instant and pointed the gun at Wu Ming's head.
The next second, when he saw that the person coming was Wu Ming, O'Connor's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he whispered: "Man, why is it you?"
"If it's not me, who else could it be!"
Wu Ming glanced at the revolver in O'Connor's hand and said, "Put down the gun, this thing is of no use to me. Tell me, why are you here, and there is no one around you?"
In Wu Ming's mind, O'Connor, a national treasure, should be accompanied by bodyguards whenever he goes to the toilet.
But now, O'Connor appeared openly on the street, but there was not even a member of the white team beside him. This was a bit unexpected no matter how you looked at it.
"You don't know?" O'Connor looked surprised when he heard Wu Ming's question.
Looking at the other party's reaction, Wu Ming had a bad feeling and asked, "Should I know?"
"should..."
O'Connor answered very affirmatively and nodded heavily.
At this time, Wu Ming had no intention of playing a guessing game with O'Connor. He directly took the package from O'Connor's hand and said, "Tell me, what happened?"
While talking, Wu Ming opened the package in O'Connor's hand and found that it was full of healing medicines.
There are ones to stop bleeding, there are ones to reduce inflammation, there are ones to reduce fever, and there are a lot of bandages.
Drugs, drugs, drugs.
Wu Ming rummaged through the package, and when he thought of O'Connor being alone, his heart suddenly sank.
"Team in white, did something happen?" Wu Ming asked tentatively, but his tone was full of affirmation.
You know, for an important figure like O'Connor, no one will let him show up unless he is forced to do so.
Through this aspect, when thinking about the medicine in the package, it is self-evident what the answer is. Something must have happened to the team in white.
Sure enough, following Wu Ming's questioning, O'Connor nodded slowly and said in a low voice: "There were heavy casualties, and only their captain is still alive..."
"This..." Although he was prepared in his heart, Wu Ming still took a breath of air after hearing the news.
Wu Ming knew exactly how strong the white team was.
He really couldn't figure out what the hometown team had done to kill the white team.
Could it be that a few explosives were planted to lure the team in white into an ambush and send the entire opponent's team into the sky?
That's not right. There are many senior people in the White Team. This method is okay for ordinary people, but it is not fatal to senior people.
What else could there be? Wu Ming thought about it and couldn't figure out how the team in white could be defeated so miserably.
Seeing the confusion in Wu Ming's eyes, O'Connor glanced at the crowd around him and said: "If you want to know the answer, then come with me. The captain has been wanting to find you, and you will understand by then.
."
At O'Connor's invitation, Wu Ming did not refuse the proposal, but followed him.
The two of them walked through countless alleys in Cairo and wandered around in the slums.
Finally, O'Connor took Wu Ming to the backyard of a bar and opened the underground wine cellar.
In the cellar filled with wine, an oil lamp was burning, emitting a dim light.
Wu Ming simply couldn't believe that this dilapidated underground wine cellar was actually the hiding place of the swordsman in white, who had fallen into such a state of despair.
"Who, who's here?" Before Wu Ming could ask, a hoarse voice came from deep in the cellar.
Hearing this voice, O'Connor picked up the burning oil lamp, gestured for Wu Ming to follow him, and said, "I'm back. I brought the medicine you need, and I also brought a person you want to see."
people!"
"Who do I want to meet?"
With these words, Wu Ming, led by O'Connor, walked through the field-shaped wine cellar.
As soon as I saw it, I saw a bed made of wooden boards at the end of the wine cellar, with a man in white lying on it.
"Swordsman in white!" Seeing this man, Wu Ming read out the name.
The swordsman in white who was lying on the bed raised his head with difficulty, and used the oil lamp in O'Connor's hand to see clearly who was coming.
"Welcome, but it's a pity that I can't go down to greet you in this state."
The swordsman in white had a smile on his face. As he spoke, he lifted the blanket on his body, revealing his legs that were completely broken below the knees.