I took a step forward, and the three guns followed closely behind me, pushing me harder.
"Mr. Feng, I'm here for the treasure. I'm sure you won't risk your life for this inexplicable brand, right?" Goldfinger's voice was as cold as ice, as crisp as ice falling under the eaves of the corridor.
I slowly let out a puff of steam and smiled lightly: "Ms. Jin, it's too cold up here, wouldn't it be nice to come down and talk?"
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed across her eyes. Gold Finger had already landed on the table. She picked up the wooden sign and looked at the shadow of the lamp carefully. Her palm was extremely small and she could only hold the sign.
The golden nail polish shone with a cold light. The wooden sign was almost an inch thick, its shape was not very regular, and its back was bare with nothing.
After watching for about half a minute, Goldfinger could not help but murmur to herself: "What on earth are these - two flowers? What secrets are hidden in the flowers?" She brought the wooden sign to her nose, smelled it, and then put it to her ear to listen.
Listen, it seems that if you didn't think it was a little dirty, you would bite it with your teeth.
It is said in the world that thieves have their own way. In this industry, there are many strange and weird methods of identifying treasures. There are hundreds of schools and thousands of strange tricks to name them.
She didn't find anything, so when she raised her head again, she gently weighed the wooden sign in her hand. Her eyes turned and landed on Plague's face. I thought she was going to ask something, but there was just a flash of golden light.
With a swish sound, Plague's two sleeves were suddenly cut off at the elbows, and then split lengthwise, falling to the ground, revealing the two lotus flowers carved on his arms.
As an important member of the "Night Angel Gang", Goldfinger, although she is just a young girl, her mind works so fast that I secretly said "good" in my heart. If I were asked to do it, I would be like her
Similarly, compare the flowers on the wooden sign with the patterns on the plague arm.
Plague sighed: "No need to compare, they are exactly the same. I asked the tattoo artist to follow the strokes carved on the wooden sign, and the proportions are exactly the same."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became dull and strange. Goldfinger didn't have any murderous intent, but her pointed fingers could tear Plague's chest apart at any time.
"So, can you tell me what the two flowers mean?" Goldfinger smiled politely.
Her face is so white and tender, her nose is small and strong, her eyes are watery and sparkling, and she seems to be able to talk. She has the standard pretty facial features of a Korean girl, a slim figure, long hair tied on top of her head, and a tough face.
The gauze is closed up, looking capable and coquettish.
Plague sighed again and shook his head.
"Mr. Plague, as the undercover agent of the Red Flame Troopers who broke into our gang, you have actually been on the gang's blacklist for a long time. Last time, you were lucky enough to escape by pretending to die, but no one can be equally lucky twice, and
My brothers in the gang and I will never make the same mistake twice. So, I will apologize to you this time, unless you can give me some useful information as a sign of atonement and meritorious service.
Let me let you live again..."
Goldfinger followed the temptation and suddenly raised his hand and pointed out the window: "You two, if the information you provide does not satisfy me, I may not be able to guarantee Miss Xiao's safety."
This is the magical world that can transform a beautiful Korean girl who has just turned 20 into a criminal machine that can kill people with just one hand. If she had not entered the world, she might be active in Asia like many Korean female stars.
On the film and television stage, a completely different life has been achieved.
It's snowing outside, slowly and densely. Tomorrow morning, the entire Fengge Temple and Muwan Zhoushan will turn into a world covered with silver makeup. Perhaps after the last auspicious snow this winter, the Japanese archipelago will
The cherry blossoms are about to start producing buds, right?
"Ms. Jin——" I called out.
Her eyes quickly fell on my face, like an extremely sensitive civet.
"I know that your nails can pop out in turns at high speeds, and the damage is more powerful than a heavy-duty spring bomb. According to information from Interpol, you never like to quench poison on your nails, and you only rely on the skill and force of the launch.
Accurate, so you should be able to see——"
My body suddenly shrank and turned ninety degrees. At this moment, at least two guns lost their target. By the time the two men in black waved their arms again and were about to point at me for the second time, I had already taken the third one.
The three men had guns in their hands, pointed at one of them, and the knife in their right hand was accurately pressed against the other man's Adam's apple.
It is not difficult for me to kill these three people instantly.
Goldfinger was not surprised, and just shrugged his shoulders easily: "Mr. Feng, what do you mean?"
I raised the gun in my left hand high, holding it with only my thumb and middle finger, and then started using the other three fingers together. Within a few seconds, the gun was scattered into more than a dozen parts and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.
"What I mean is, take the baby away and don't touch my friends. Can this business be done?" I don't want Xiao Kereng to be harmed. If I don't follow the plague tonight, so many things won't happen.
Goldfinger snorted: "I have read the legendary story of Mr. Feng in the Egyptian desert, but you are only one person. Take away these three guns, and there is still——"
I interrupted her unceremoniously: "Ms. Jin, I don't care about other people. As long as I can kill you, I can prevent all the unpleasantness tonight. Can you escape my attack within ten steps?" At this time?
, the distance between us is only a few steps, shooting, throwing knives, two killers, there is more than 70% certainty of taking her life.
Goldfinger's red lips curled up, revealing a gentle smile: "Mr. Feng is a great hero among the Chinese. Do you think he cares about anything with us little people? However, I will give you face tonight.
Everyone took what they wanted and broke up. But since I am in charge of the execution hall of the "Night Angel Gang", I met a traitor and let him go, how can I explain this to the gang leader and other brothers? This... well, it's really
It makes me very embarrassed..."
She reached out and patted Plague on her right shoulder. Her hand was in the air, and with a snap, the sharp nails were retracted.
"Plague, you have to be grateful for having a big man like Mr. Feng as your friend. At least you have a life-saving umbrella in the world. Congratulations. I hope you still have this kind of luck when we meet again next time!" She said in Plague
He tapped me three times on his right shoulder, then walked towards the door and passed me by.
"Mr. Feng, see you soon?" She smiled softly, exhaling like blue, and there was an inexplicable fragrance lingering in the air.
There was raging snow outside the door. Seeing her dressed in black step out, as if she suddenly threw a huge exclamation mark on a piece of white rice paper, I couldn't help but feel "amazing" in my heart.
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She raised her hand to say hello to the roof, and a rush of footsteps sounded on the tiles. Immediately, more than a dozen people jumped down, joined the five people who walked out of the house, and filed towards the door. This large group of people
All dressed in black, they followed Goldfinger like two rows of black ants looking for food in the snow.
The door creaked open, and I suddenly realized that there was a third team of people hiding outside the door, all with mini submachine guns hanging on their chests, more than thirty of them.
Goldfinger sent eight men into the house to take action. Thirteen men appeared on the roof to restrain Xiao Kereng, and left a large group of troops to follow up. This was exactly the "surge ambush battle formation" in ancient military books, using an echelon attack method to always allow
The enemy was hard to guard against. Although it was a calm and small-scale combat encounter, she had already demonstrated her experience in arranging troops, which neither Xiao Kereng nor Su Lun possessed.
Xiao Keleng jumped off the roof and waved away the snow all over his body, with obvious frustration on his face.
Plague suddenly leaned over and fell to the ground, with his right ear on the ground, listening carefully. After a minute, he suddenly showed a joyful expression, jumped up, clapped his hands and laughed: "Well, I finally deceived them!"
Xiao Kereng stepped in in surprise, rubbing the back of his hands that were red from the cold.
"Actually, that wooden sign was just a temporary forgery based on my memories of the past. I will never be able to learn the skill of stealing from the King of Tomb Robbers in my lifetime, and I will never find a chance to do it," he said on his face.
The fatigue and gloominess were swept away, and there was even an inexplicable excitement.
Xiao Kereng reached back and closed the door, raising his eyebrows: "So, where is the real 'Book of Purgatory'? Is it still in the hands of Hero Yang Tian?"
In addition to the changes, there were changes, and I suddenly felt relaxed. In my eyes, the eldest brother is an invincible hero. Any fragment that damages his image will make me depressed. Plague tells the truth, at least it shows that the eldest brother is an invincible hero.
He is the real "King of Tomb Robbers" with no flaws in his body.
"That winter, I lurked in the snow seven times, for a total of more than forty hours, and still had no chance to make a move. His martial arts and insight were so brilliant that they cannot be expressed in words. There were times when I was even closer to him.
After thirty steps, he noticed him and gave me a warning to let me retreat. So, I could only adopt a flexible method——"
I understood, pointed to his arm, and said it for him: "You saw the lotus pattern of the 'Book of Purgatory' through the telescope, and then carved it on your arm bit by bit, which is equivalent to getting the wooden sign."
What’s on it?”
He looked down at his arms and nodded slightly proudly: "Yes, to the naked eye, lotus flowers are just lotus flowers, but under eighty times magnification, they will turn into countless densely arranged irregular numbers. Gold Finger got it
Yes, it’s just a woodblock print with lotus flowers carved on it. It won’t fetch a few dollars at the night market. It’s a standard fake.”
There are endless deceptions in the world. A clever liar can do anything he wants, but one day he will meet a more powerful opponent. Goldfinger's ambush plan is impeccable, but the plague's trick of concealing the truth is even more clever, and even Xiao and I
But the cold was hidden.
"Where is the real 'Book of Purgatory'? Where is it?" I noticed that my hands were shaking rapidly due to excessive tension.
Plague frowned: "I don't know, because a very strange thing happened next - an incredible and strange thing that I will never forget for the rest of my life." He walked to the corner of the room and drank from a bamboo thermos bottle.
I poured a glass of water without a trace of heat and drank it down.
Xiao Kereng was attracted and asked anxiously: "Weird thing? What weird thing? Is there another enemy in Xunfu Garden?"
I adjusted my mood, raised my head, and carefully searched the roof beams. In the world of martial arts, any negligence will lead to unpredictable and devastating disasters. For example, just now, Xiao Kereng just lost his position at random, no more than twenty years ago.
Within minutes, Goldfinger had already been given an opportunity to take advantage of.
"No, it's not the Garden of Blessings, but the Well of Psychics." Plague poured a second glass of water and held it in his hand.
Obviously, that "strange thing" shocked him greatly. Even when he mentioned it again today, he still had many doubts and no clue. Before speaking, he couldn't help but sort out his thoughts carefully before speaking out in an organized manner.
"Tell me, what's weird? Tell me -" Xiao Kereng urged loudly, the backs and palms of his hands were rubbed red, and he raised his hands to rub his face and ears, and opened his eyes hard, looking attentively.
With plague.
The plague has been roaming the world for many years. If it can be called a "strange thing" by a prostitute like him, it must be a very interesting thing, so I motioned to Xiao Kereng to sit down and listen carefully to avoid missing any details.
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The snow outside the door showed no sign of slowing down. There was a constant "crackling" sound of snow breaking dead branches in front of and behind the house.