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Chapter 0809: Five minutes, Huang Zhong sneaks without a trace

The old joker Liu Yi died long ago in front of Liu Shiba.

If debts are wiped out after death, what else can be done?

He is his grandfather, and he has done so many deceptive things that I cannot go into detail!

Zhuge Liang, Jia Sidao, and Liu Bingzhong were all part-timers for this old guy.

What the hell is he trying to do?

People are not happy even if they are dead. People who are alive will fall to the ground, and people who are dead will turn over to scare people...

"Yeah! Lao Jiu, please recall carefully the specific place where the treasure is buried. Is there any problem?"

Liu Shiba's eyes were filled with anticipation.

General Lao Jiu’s face was distorted and he said hoarsely:

"That's...a treasure from the Song Dynasty. Do you want me to dig my own ancestral grave?"

"That's right! We have to dig it up. Aren't you alive? Why are you keeping it? Do you think so?"

Liu Shiba was delighted and patted Lao Jiu on the shoulder.

The huge treasures that were lost during the Song Dynasty!

"Boss, the fishing line has stopped!"

Du Lan, who had been staring at the tunnel, shouted anxiously.

Liu Shiba hurriedly held the fishing line and looked, and sure enough, it stopped.

Qin Da, who was standing aside, said doubtfully:

"Huang Zhong...did he dive to the end?"

Liu Shiba gently pulled back a few times with his hands!

When it was finally pulled, the reel continued to roll.

The scrolling speed was obviously faster than before, and after a while, it stopped again.

Liu Shiba secretly let out a breath!

"Could it be that it's stuck?"

Seeing that there was no movement, Liu Shiba reached out his hand and carefully pulled the fishing line back.

"Hoo ho!"

At this time, Jing Se, who was finally setting up the formation, also got in, walked to Liu Shiba, picked up the fishing line, weighed it a few times, measured the remaining fishing line, turned around and asked:

"What is the length of this tunnel under the ancestral hall?"

Liu Shiba frowned and replied:

"About five hundred meters!"

Jing Se raised his head and said:

"Five hundred meters, how long can old man Huang Zhong hold his breath in the water? Unless he doesn't need to breathe."

Hearing this, Liu Shiba nodded in agreement and suddenly asked:

"Is your array of black donkey skin puppets ready? Is it ready?"

Jingse smiled sinisterly and said:

"Don't worry! Keeping it will open the eyes of those who follow you, and it will be enough for them to drink a pot."

"What the hell is this? Can't you explain it in more detail?"

Duran also became interested.

Jing Se looked at the fishing line, then at Lao Jiu, who had a dark face, and pulled Dulan to communicate. He could faintly hear obscene laughter:

"That donkey~whip, tsk tsk tsk! It's so big, the witchcraft is so weird that you can't guard it, just wait and see."

Several people were chatting with different expressions, and the fishing line suddenly continued to lengthen, and this time the speed could not be overstated as rapid.

"Huang Zhong, where is he going? Pathfinder, why are you traveling so far?"

Liu Shiba looked anxiously at the tunnel and listened to the faint sound of gunshots coming from outside the ancestral hall.

"Block the entrance to the ancestral hall, and we are ready to go in!"

Liu Shiba drank loudly.

Then, Liu Shiba turned his head and tugged tightly on the fishing line in his hand, sweating on his forehead.

Huang Zhong, don’t hang up...

Immediately afterwards, a strong force was transmitted directly to Liu Shiba's hand along the fishing line...

"There's something... there's something pulling Huang Zhong down there!"

Liu ****** was shocked.

When everyone heard this, before they had time to ask, they saw Liu Shiba pulling the fishing line and being dragged out two or three meters!

"What the hell, is it so powerful?"

Jing Se looked at the fishing line in Liu Shiba's hand strangely and added:

“The fishing line is also very solid!”

"I don't know! Are there water ghosts in the waterways here?"

Rolling his eyes, Liu Shiba responded helplessly.

Jingse touched his chin, turned his head and said:

"Maybe there really are water ghosts..."

The thirty soldiers surrounding the ancestral hall felt a little unstable when they heard that there was another water ghost.

The giant water ghost just now taught these soldiers who were spoiled by technology a good lesson!

p> "Eighteen! Huang Zhong has been lurking for so long, and I don't know what happened. If this doesn't work, I'm afraid something will happen to Huang Zhong."

Jingse suggested seriously.

Du Lan pointed blankly at the secret passage less than two meters above the ground, and grinned:

"Put out the fishing line for about 500 meters. It will take at least ten minutes to swim there, right?

Even if these soldiers were naked, they would not be able to swim to the other side alive. This is unscientific!

The longest time a human body can hold its breath is no more than two minutes, and there are still ten minutes left, can we rely on God to save us?"

What to do?

Everyone looked at Liu Shiba...

Corresponding to the tension at this time, the gunshots on Shiding Peak suddenly fell silent.

Solanta, the 30-year-old communications soldier who took the initiative to stay behind, completed the last mission in his life with a Barrett heavy sniper!

"Shidingfeng Tianchi, it's over!"

Dulan's eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his fists tightly.

"If a person can be brilliant once in his life, it is a blessing!"

Jingse put away his nonchalant expression and said seriously.

"How long will it take for the besieging army to find our traces?"

Liu Shiba raised his head and bit his lower lip and asked.

"At most half an hour?"

Jingse hesitated for a moment, then tentatively answered.

"No! Five minutes."

Du Lan answered in the affirmative with a sullen face.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall suddenly became dull, the kind of depression before a volcanic eruption was frightening.

As if to confirm Dulan's crow's mouth, outside the dilapidated Liujiatun, the faint voices of several Chinese soldiers could be heard talking.

"I really don't know, what are we doing here? Just to capture an American spy? So many people died..."

"American soldiers are so tough. They refused to give up even after being so seriously injured. They fought tooth and nail.

In the end, the guy jumped off the underground waterway at the bottom of Tianchi and chose to commit suicide. We lurked all night and worked in vain, but we didn't catch anyone alive, what a loss!"

"That guy's military qualities are not something to be boasted about. I've done the math, and he fired a total of eighty-two shots.

Fifteen of them were killed on the mountain road, all with one shot to the head. Twenty-nine of them were killed in the forest search team, also with gunshots.

The most tragic one was Shidingfeng Tianchi in Ziyun Mountain. Thirty-eight comrades-in-arms did not survive. It was really cruel."

"Woof woof woof! Roar... woof woof!"

Along with the conversation of several soldiers, there was suddenly a sound of dogs barking.

"Huh? Why does Liehu keep shouting at the collapsed house? There is someone here..."

"Bah bang bang!"

There was a sound of retreating footsteps!

It seems that several soldiers who were accompanying him went to report the news, leaving only the soldier who controlled the police dog, leading the roaring police dog around the ancestral hall.

The entire ancestral hall was silent, quietly listening to the barking of dogs outside the ancestral hall.

Liu Shiba's face was solemn, he glanced at Du Lan in confusion, and cursed secretly:

"Crow's Mouth!"

After saying that, he gently patted Lao Hei's broad back!

Lao Hei slowly stood up according to the words, staring outside the ancestral hall, and let out a low roar in his throat that only wild beasts could hear...

"Woo!"

Low infrasound waves reverberated in the air, passed through the broken bricks and tiles, and hit the ears of the police dog outside.

"Woof...nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The police dog outside the ancestral hall whimpered a few times and then lost its voice.

"Any more ink marks will make Huang Zhong lose his temper."

Qin Da looked at the tunnel entrance calmly.

Hearing this, Liu Shiba slapped his forehead and ordered urgently:

"Let's dive together and swim through the tunnel as fast as possible."

After speaking, Liu Shiba looked at Durand and said:

"You go last and blow up this tunnel."

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