"Boss, when are we going to do this? I have done enough with this butcher who kills cattle and sheep."
After the man nicknamed Mouse left, the strong man took off his dirty apron, threw it on the counter next to him, and complained with a face full of complaints.
In fact, not only him, but also the store owner has had enough of staying in this shabby place.
There are no women, no wine, and no feasting and entertainment in big cities. In addition to cattle and sheep, there are Mongolian herdsmen with hostile eyes all around. What's more important is that in this grassland with no villages or shops, you can't even eat some good food.
, it was so expensive, and there wasn’t even a cool place to go at night. After a few months, he was almost going crazy.
If it wasn't for the purpose of making money, he would never come here.
"Black Bear, close the store door and let's go down together. We must break through the diamond wall tonight no matter what." The store owner gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"Yes, boss"
The man known as Black Bear's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward and closed the dilapidated store door.
Now, he has had enough of staying in this miserable place where he wants nothing. The boss's words undoubtedly speak to his heart.
After leaving the previous small restaurant with enough food and drinks, Liu Dong walked around Bayanhelin. Apart from a series of dilapidated yurts, Liu Dong never saw a business, such as a hotel or a grocery store.
place.
In addition, except for the curious and occasionally hostile looks from the herdsmen here, no one came out to invite him to their home.
Fortunately, Liu Dong didn't plan to stay here for long.
After walking around Bayan and Lin, Liu Dong rode his horse and ran towards the back, closer to the Hangai Mountains.
Bayanhe Forest is located in the foothills of the southwestern mountains of Hangai Mountain. The surrounding raised hills surround Bayanhe Forest, forming a large basin. In summer, the water flow is not small. The Zabuhan River flows deep from Hangai Mountain.
It flows down everywhere, crossing the valley and flowing farther away.
Bayanhe Forest is located on the Zabuhan River near the mouth of this valley.
Walking along the Zabhan River, where you can see the bottom at a glance and the water is clean, walking deep into the valley. Not long after, Liu Dong saw four or five large military tents erected not far from the river bank.
Even without a telescope, Liu Dong could clearly see the people coming in and out of the tent, as well as the detection instruments stacked outside.
“As expected”
Liu Dong smiled. He got off his horse and let Hutou and Wukong watch them eat grass and drink water. After taking a rest, he found a relatively flat place on the river bank and took out the tent in his backpack.
Just as Liu Dong was setting up camp, the people in the large military tent not far away also discovered his presence.
Especially the two old acquaintances among them didn't look very good.
"Nakata, what's wrong with that man?"
An old man with gray hair in a wheelchair was pushed out of the tent.
"Mr. Miura, the other party is a Chinese. When Mike and I went to the restaurant you suspected just now to investigate the news, we found that the other party is very special." The middle-aged man named Nakata said with respect on his face.
"oh"
There was a hint of interest on the old man's face
"Tell me"
"Yes, Mr. Miura, actually, we don't know that Chinese man, but he can make a beautiful and extremely fast flying knife. Mike is no match for him," Toshio Nakata said seriously after thinking for a while.
"Yeah"
Then the old man ignored Mike's embarrassment and inspected the knife marks left by Liu Dong on his head. He nodded thoughtfully.
"It seems you have really met a master."
"Sir, what should we do now? The Chinese doesn't look like a good person. Could it be that he is also targeting?"
"Nakata, be careful what you say," the old man said coldly.
"Yes, Mr. Miura"
After nodding, the old man known as Miura glanced at the tent that had been set up in the distance, and said calmly: "No matter what he is here for, it's just a matter of sending someone to keep an eye on him, no matter how powerful he is alone.
, and he is not the opponent of all of us here.”
"Understood" Toshio Nakata nodded.
"By the way, I asked you to investigate the matter. How is your investigation going?"
"Just as Mr. Miura expected, the guys in the restaurant are all Chinese, and they are all tomb robbers."
"It seems that there is indeed a Mongolian tomb here." The old man nodded thoughtfully.
"Mr. Miura, do you want me to take someone with you?" Toshio Nakata raised his right palm and placed it across his neck, making a killing gesture.
"Not yet." After thinking for a while, the old man shook his head, "We haven't been here long, and we don't know the location of the underground tombs very well. Let them stay for now and wait until we find the exact location of the tombs before we start."
"Yes" Toshio Nakata nodded respectfully.
"Mike"
"Mr. Miura"
The tall, blond man now looked particularly submissive in front of this old Japanese man.
"Your mission these days is to monitor the Chinese."
Looking at the direction of the old man's finger, Mike seemed to feel Liu Dong's sharp and unstoppable blade again. After a cold war in his heart, he instinctively wanted to refuse, but before the words came out, he heard the old man continue: "Of course
, I won’t let you go directly. Just hold this telescope and don’t let it leave your sight. If anything happens, remember to inform me in time.”
Taking the telescope with infrared night vision function thrown by the old man, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I understand, Mr. Miura."
After nodding, the old man turned the wheelchair and turned his head, "Nakata, push me back."
"yes"
After Nodding respectfully, Toshio Nakata quickly stepped forward to push the old man's wheelchair into a tent in the center of the camp.
"Close the door"
After Toshio Nakata did as he was told, he looked at the old man with his eyes closed and silent in the center of the tent. He didn't ask any more questions, but stood aside with his head bowed respectfully, ready for orders at any time.
After a long time passed, the old man in the wheelchair slowly opened his eyes, and after taking a satisfied look at Toshio Nakata, who was standing respectfully and silently, he said, "Nakata, call Murakami immediately. Ask them to
Get ready, we will start tonight."
"What didn't you just say?"
"I just told Mike about this guy Sirus. I thought that by placing him next to me, he could monitor our every move. It's simply a delusion." A sinister look appeared on the old man's face.
"Mr. Miura, if we take action in advance, then we will cooperate with Mr. Sirus." Toshio Nakata hesitated.
"Once we get the things, we don't need to cooperate anymore."
Listening to the murderous intent hidden in the old man's plain words, Toshio Nakata nodded solemnly.
"I understand, Mr. Miura. I'll go down and make arrangements right away."
"Go ahead"
After waving his hand and letting Toshio Nakata go down, the tent became quiet again. After a long time, he heard the old man muttering to himself in a depressed and almost crazy tone: "All the treasures in Genghis Khan's mausoleum are mine."
No one can take it away, no one”
“I didn’t expect that Bayan and Lin would be so lively.”
Liu Dong, who was lying in the tent with his legs crossed, observed everything around him with the relic light. Watching many various characters running for their own purposes, it was like watching a brilliant stage play, which filled him with excitement.
Strong interest.
However, what interested him even more was that Bayan and Lin finally did not let him return empty-handed like they had done before in Arzhai Grottoes and Qianli Mountain.
"Although I am not the real owner, I have gained something."
Using the relic Yuanguang to check the situation underground, Liu Dong said to himself.
At this moment, it is July in the northern hemisphere, which is also the longest day of the year and the hottest weather. However, because it is located on the plateau and relatively north, the sun sets later than in China. And the temperature difference at night is also
bigger.
But for people who are full of passion for getting rich, this is not a problem.
"Zhizhi"
Wukong, scratching his head and head excitedly, grabbed the Yuanding Dan from Liu Dong's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
"After eating, stay in the tent honestly and don't cause any trouble for me. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat again next week," Liu Dong said with a serious expression.
"Zhizhi"
Wukong nodded fiercely, jumped, fell from Liu Dong's shoulder to the sleeping bag next to him, and lay down. After winking at Liu Dong, he honestly stuck out his red butt and stopped moving.
Seeing this, Liu Dong smiled and patted Wukong's little head. Then he turned around and walked out of the tent.
"Lion head, tiger head, come here"
As if they sensed that something good was happening, the two giant mastiffs rushed to Liu Dong's side like lightning. Their heads the size of washbasins were raised, their mouths were wide open, and their tails were wagging so much that they could barely see their shadows.
Facing their fawning looks, Liu Dong raised his hand, curled his fingers and flicked two Yuanding Pills into their big mouths.
The familiar scent quickly lifted the mood of the two Tibetan mastiffs.
"Woof woof"
"Okay, stop yelling and just watch the door for me tonight."
After patting the big heads of the two Tibetan mastiffs, Liu Dong turned around and glanced at the hillside in the distance, then bent down and got into the tent.
"Damn it, did he find me?"
Mike, who was shocked and covered in cold sweat by Liu Dong's cold look, thought to himself.
"It's better to move further away, it's a little too close here."
After thinking about it for a while, Mike picked up the infrared telescope, carried his gun on his back, stepped back 200 meters again, and found a hidden place to lie down.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Mike shivered. He first looked around suspiciously, and after finding nothing unusual around him, he tightened his tight coat.
"Damn it, if I had known better, I wouldn't have followed the boss here." After muttering to himself in annoyance, Mike couldn't help but miss his chic life in New York. To be continued.
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