The first thousand two hundred and fifteen chapters dog bites dog
Chapter 1,215 Dog bites dog
"Go to the back"
After the livid-faced Sirus finished speaking, they ran to the middle room without stopping. The result was still the same as the front room, with no grave goods left.
"Look for everyone separately, and don't miss any corner."
Under Sirus' roar, a dozen tall, black and white men scattered in all directions. The men of the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang naturally joined the search.
However, after they searched the entire tomb, they could not find even a single figure. In the several burial chambers, there were only some broken boxes, bones of cattle, horses and sheep, and some rusty and worthless fragments of weapons and armor.
Besides, there are no valuable cultural relics at all.
“Boss, there is no one”
"Boss, everything is gone"
The bad news one after another made Sirus, who came full of expectations, have a cold air as cold as ice on his face.
"Mr. Zhang, should you give me an explanation?"
After Sirus finished speaking, the strong men standing around him all raised their firearms with a roar, aiming at the comrades next to them who were close comrades just a few minutes ago.
Of course, the sudden change had already caused the Chinese tomb robbers, who were at odds with each other, to pull out the pistols on their waists and point them at each other.
"Explain Sirus, you've been with me these past few days. Do you think we took the things in this tomb in advance? If that's the case, I still need to come down with you. Don't leave early."
Bayanhelin is a shabby place, go back to China and enjoy it.”
The middle-aged man named Zhang, whose hope failed, also became furious.
However, the boss is always a little beyond the ordinary mind. As long as Sirus thinks calmly, he will understand that the other party is not lying.
If they really got the treasure in advance, how could they come down with me? I'm afraid they would have found an opportunity to kill me in advance.
"It's not you, it's not us, who could it be?" Sirus said with suppressed anger.
"Who else is there besides you and me? The only ones not here are those little devils," the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang said through gritted teeth.
"Impossible, if that's the case. How could Mike not tell me?"
"What's Mike? Maybe your chess piece for snooping on intelligence has been slaughtered long ago. Fourth Brother, ask Sixth Brother about the situation above." The middle-aged man surnamed Zhang, whose face changed greatly, turned around quickly and said.
Seeing his expression, the strong man seemed to have thought of something. He quickly took out the walkie-talkie from his waist.
But before he could speak, a sinister voice came from inside, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Sirus, if you don't want to die underground, we need to talk."
"Miura Kazunari"
The familiar voice made Sirus furious, and there was a subtle hint of cowardice in his tone.
If their escape route was cut off, I'm afraid they would really suffocate to death in this tomb.
"Mr. Sirus, don't be so angry, it's not good for your health."
The slightly teasing voice made Sirus even angrier, but he also knew that it was not the time to get angry yet, "Miura, you win. Tell us your conditions."
"Haha, Mr. Sirus, it is indeed a happy journey. Mr. Zhang, what about you?"
"We are all the monkeys in your hands now, Mr. Miura, and we can't escape your grasp. So, if you have any conditions, just ask for them. As long as we can meet them, we will never refuse." Middle-aged Zhang surnamed Zhang
The man said with a gloomy expression.
After the escape route is cut off, there is a living coffin underground. If they don't want to die, they can only let others manipulate them.
"Well, since you two are so aware of current affairs, I will stop talking nonsense and put down the guns in your hands, and then come out one by one with the funerary objects in the tomb. I promise I will never hurt you."
"The funerary objects Miura. The funerary objects here have been taken away by you a long time ago. What else do you want us to do?" Sirus said angrily.
"Sirus, I'm not interested in wasting any more words with you. If you don't want to, I don't mind going down to pick it up in person in two days."
"Miura"
Sirus was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang opposite him.
"Mr. Miura, we can agree to your conditions. But how can you guarantee that you won't kill us when we go out with our things?" said the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang.
"How can I guarantee that? Hey, besides just doing what I say, do you have any other options?"
"It's really not good, we promise you." After pondering for a while, the middle-aged man named Zhang agreed.
"It's fun to talk to smart people."
After the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang finished speaking and turned off the intercom, Sirus couldn't help but said: "This Miura Kazunari simply wants to kill us. He has already taken away the burial objects, and he actually let us take them out.
"
"Maybe someone else took away the funerary objects," the middle-aged man named Zhang said thoughtfully.
"Why is there anyone else?"
"I don't know yet, but whether Miura Kazunari took away the burial objects or not. The most important thing for us now is to escape from here as soon as possible."
"But our escape route is cut off. How can we escape? Do we have to force our way in?"
"Of course we can't force our way in, otherwise we will only be beaten into pieces by Miura Kazunari's men. We have to take another path," the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang said seriously.
"another way"
After taking a quick look at the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang with thoughtful eyes, he suddenly discovered that one of the people from the opponent's camp who had descended into the tomb was actually missing.
After noticing Sirus's eyes, the middle-aged man surnamed Zhang didn't care, and he never thought of hiding it in the first place.
"Brother, you guessed it right. There is indeed a tunnel in the ear chamber that leads directly to the outside, and it is very wide." At this moment, the third-oldest young man who had been responsible for exploring the path ran back excitedly.
"Great, let's go"
The middle-aged man named Zhang ran towards the front room with an excited expression.
Originally, he was paying attention to the passage in the tomb, not because he wanted to escape, but because he wanted to collect more information about the early adopter. Then he thought that by mistake, he found a way out.
"Follow me quickly"
Seeing life emerging from the dead end, Sirus was naturally not to be left behind.
After more than 20 people reappeared on the grassland along the tunnel left by Liu Dong, the smell of the grassland mixed with the smell of cow dung that they had always hated, now smelled like this to all those who had escaped death.
of fragrance.
Almost everyone who escaped from the tomb passage took a few greedy breaths before smiling happily.
However, Sirus and the middle-aged man named Zhang were obviously not willing to let go of the Japanese who almost killed them. More importantly, they did not want to let go of the treasure they had worked so hard to find.
At this time, greed once again defeated life and death.
"Let's go, let those Japanese dwarves have a taste of our power," Sirus said with a ferocious expression.
"go together"
The middle-aged man named Zhang is also feeling very angry now.
"Da da"
The sudden sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the night and made the grassland become noisy.
“The dog eats the dog begins.”
Lying on a hillside, looking at Bayan and Lin in the hail of bullets with his relics, Liu Dong spat out the grass blades in his mouth.
"It doesn't matter who of you loses or wins, it has nothing to do with me."
Liu Dong stood up, took one last look at Bayan and Lin Hou who were awakened by gunshots and screams, and strode down the hillside.
"Oh, I almost forgot"
Yuan Guang dug two big pits with the relics, put the coffins of the two concubines of Yuan Zhaozong that he had plundered for funerary objects, and buried them again. He simply cleaned them up so that no one could tell anything strange about them.
, Liu Dongfei jumped onto the back of the horse next to him.
"This place has beautiful scenery and good feng shui. It doesn't mean I have wronged you because of your status. Liu Dong is very principled in doing things."
The faint words drifted away with the sound of wind, and the crisp sound of horse hooves gradually faded away. This place where Liu Dong once harvested a large number of precious works of art is destined to be remembered by him. But I am afraid that he will not have the chance to come again in the future.
Because there was no car and the horse was too slow, it took Liu Dong nearly three days to get from Bayanholin to Checheerleg, a city in central Mongolia and the capital of Houhangai Province.
Checherleg is surrounded by mountains and the Tamir River runs through the entire territory. It is also the economic center at the eastern foot of the Hangai Mountains and the transportation hub leading to the west from Ulaanbaatar, the capital of Mongolia.
At first glance, it sounds like a rather high-end place. Moreover, since it is an economic center and transportation hub, it should have a large population and a prosperous economy. In fact, when Liu Dong arrived here on horseback, what he saw was
He was so full of expectations that he almost fell off his horse.
Everything you can see is low and dilapidated houses, except for two old double-storey buildings in the center. Judging from the architectural style, it should be left by a Russian old man many years ago. Although it is a bit ugly, it is better than solid.
.The walls have turned blue-black due to wind and rain, but these concrete and steel-like buildings still stand.
But even so, Liu Dong could not find the car repair shop he needed in this so-called economic center city with less than 10,000 people.
In the end, he had no choice but to spend more than 30 million tugriks, equivalent to 100,000 Chinese coins, to buy a car from a local slaughterhouse that was full of the odor of cattle and sheep and dung.
It smells like a broken pickup truck that is close to being scrapped.
There's no way, why is he Chinese? No one welcomes him here. If it weren't for the attractive price, he probably wouldn't even be able to buy a pickup truck.
"Woof woof"
Both Tiger Head and Lion Head were particularly dissatisfied with the dirty car.
"Okay, just bear with it. Let's get a new car when we get to Ulaanbaatar." After helplessly comforting his two pets, Liu Dong couldn't help but glance at the black spots high in the sky above his head.
"Oh, it would be nice to be able to fly." To be continued.