Chapter 48 Outdoor

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the lights are dotted in the distance, which seem like stars.

Not far from the broken wall, there were several people standing sparsely, all facing a diagonal downward hole. The hole was pitch black and I couldn't see what was inside.

Next to the entrance of the cave was a coffin, as if it had been dug out of the cave, which was not decaying, with gray bones exposed inside, but no one could see it. It was obvious that the coffin was not their purpose. Everyone had a gloomy face and a dead person crawling out of the tomb. They just looked at the entrance of the cave, as if a wild ghost would jump out of it. Two of them looked into the distance from time to time, with anxiety expressions.

"Mr. Yan, why haven't the person we are waiting for yet?" A fat man had slight sweat beads on his forehead. He asked at a middle-aged man. The man was wearing a cooked egg that was clean and clean. He was the one next to Lin Yifei during the day. Seeing his outfit, he was going to attend such a large dinner party, but he didn't expect to run to such a wilderness in the middle of the night.

"Wait a little longer." Mr. Yan just said these three words and closed his mouth tightly. It seemed that even if he used a screwdriver to pry it, it would be difficult.

The fat man was still waiting for it, a thin man beside him pulled him and winked. The fat man laughed dryly, his small green bean-like eyes were circling around, secretly looking at everyone's faces, and suddenly smiled at the person closest to the entrance of the cave and said, "Brother Bao, how about it? Do you see any name?"

If everyone's faces were as gloomy as a dead person, the brother Bao at the entrance of the cave was a dead person, his whole body was gray, his eyes were not black, and he was a little gray. I don't know if it was because of the clothes that others were looked at by him. He probably had nightmares all night. He just looked back at the fat man, and the fat man felt cold all over his body, and a chill rushed to his spine, and he forced a forced smile, waiting for the brother Bao to speak.

Unexpectedly, Brother Bao was even more nervous than Mr. Yan just now. He just looked at the fat man for a while and turned his head again. He stared at the hole and was stunning, as if the hole was much more cute than the fat man's smile.

The fat man murmured in his heart, saying that if I hadn't been beaten to death for money, I wouldn't have come to this ghost place if I hadn't been beaten to death. But the thin man pulled him aside and whispered: "What's the point of talking about with the Baoer? Although we had the idea of ​​fighting the dead, it wasn't enough for him to be cruel. Mr. Yan said that he had eaten the dead."

The fat man shivered with a chill. Although it was not cold at night and he was wearing a lot of clothes, he felt that the breeze nearby suddenly turned into a gust of cold wind. He was indescribable chill, "Really? Then why are you invited to come here?"

The thin man looked like a good relationship with the fat man, and lowered his voice and said, "I heard from Mr. Yan that it was a bit strange, afraid of encountering any dirty things. Then he invited him from the west side of Xiangxi. He had eaten dead people and heard that even ghosts could not get on their body."

The fat man sneered coldly: "What the hell is there in this world? I think they are just scaring themselves, but since they have brought us two and invited him over, it is obvious that they don't trust us."

The thin man pinched him and signaled him to whisper. Mr. Yan hadn't said anything yet. The person next to him had already glanced over, his face was as cold as ice, his waist was erect like a javelin, fiddling with a knife in his hand, and slowly said: "Mr. Yan is the initiator of this operation. He said he wanted to wait for someone. Of course, we must do what he told him, but Mr. Yan said that Takahashi was not late. But he had something to do, and wanted to make this operation more grasped. Of course, we are working together this time, and I hope everyone can cooperate. As long as it succeeds, the rewards will be inevitable."

The fat man laughed and said, "Of course there is nothing to say about Mr. Yan's reputation, otherwise he wouldn't have paid us a deposit of one million first. I just don't know how long we have to wait. Brother Mu and I both calculate the money according to the number of days. If we don't act today and take action tomorrow, Mr. Yan and Mr. Leng will not have to pay an extra day of wages."

"Don't worry, since you are invited to come, we have our own plans. If you plan to fat, you should worry about money." Mr. Leng still spoke coldly, staring at the blue light on the knife in his hand, and a sneer that was not easy to detect.

The fat man looked at the knife in his hand, blinking his little eyes, and then looked at the thin man again. He seemed to be communicating something in his eyes. The wilderness became silent, and only unknown insects were heard. If he had heard it in the countryside, it would have been quite poetic and picturesque, but if he heard it in this wilderness, there was a rotten coffin and a pile of white bones next to it, which made people feel like they were crying when they heard it.

"Here you come." Mr. Yan suddenly whispered, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

The fat man looked around and said, "Where?"

Suddenly, he found that everyone was looking at him behind his back, and felt someone breathing on his back. He was shocked. Although he was not afraid of ghosts, when he saw everyone's eyes, he thought that a female ghost was sticking out her tongue and stretching out her hands to strangle him to death. He couldn't help but jump forward with force. Although he looked like a ball, he seemed quite flexible.

The fat man turned around suddenly, but found a person standing quietly in his original position. He wanted to get angry, but in a flash, a moving smile appeared on his face, "Mr. Takahashi, I didn't see that you still like to play this kind of trick, but it scared me to death."

Mr. Takahashi's face was pale, as if he had not heard the fat man's greeting. He didn't say a word, but his face seemed to have never seen the sunshine in his life. However, he looked only in his twenties, which made the fat man very strange. Mr. Yan was always in contact with him and the thin man. Seeing that they were quite generous in their actions, he knocked hard. Seeing that they agreed readily, he thought that this tomb robbery would be difficult. Unexpectedly, after coming here, he only saw a dark hole and a rotten coffin!

He and the Skinny were originally specializing in tomb robbers and had a lot of experience. But when they saw the scene in front of them, this was just an ordinary tomb. Not to mention giving others a deposit of one million, from his professional perspective, even if they pay someone else a hundred yuan to clean it up, it would be impossible. So, is it that the entrance of the cave strange?

Mr. Yan laughed, "Jiang Fatty, you are joking. Everyone says that you are smart in your calculations and are not very brave. If you are scared to death by others easily, how can you do a business that has been in business for more than ten years without any trouble? By the way, Mr. Takahashi, why didn't you bring someone? Or did you ask the matter clearly and think he is useless?"

Takahashi shook his head, his face paler, "That old man is not simple, there seems to be a master around him." His tone of speaking was a bit stiff, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time.

Mr. Yan's face changed, "Master? What's going on? Mr. Takahashi, aren't you just a master?"

When Mr. Leng heard the word "Master", he condensed his hand, and the blade looked even more air-conditioned under the moonlit night. The next moment, he started playing with it again. The knife appeared and the hand was quite skillful.

"I originally wanted to ask the old man for something," Takahashi said slowly, "I didn't expect that he suddenly started screaming. I wanted to capture him, but I didn't expect that for some reason, my legs were weak and I couldn't use strength. Then I realized that I might be plotted by someone else, so I could only jump off the building and leave. Until now, I still feel my legs are a little sore and numb."

"Don't you accidentally touched a table foot." Fatty Ji asked in confusion. He didn't know what Takahashi had to do, and he actually made Mr. Yan so respectful, but he couldn't help but look down on him, seeing that he was not old.

Takahashi just looked at him coldly without saying a word. It seemed that his question was so naive that he was asking, and he disdained to answer.

"Mr. Takahashi is cautious in his work, so how could he not tell whether it was a plot or something else?" Mr. Yan made a smooth move and asked in surprise: "Is that old man a hidden master? I have observed it during the day, but why can't he see it?"

"It's not that old man," Takahashi said slowly: "I didn't see him taking action at all."

"Who is that?" Mr. Yan asked in confusion.

"Is it him?" Mr. Takahashi said to himself in confusion. He thought about this question for a long time, and the seemingly young but lonely face appeared in his mind. How could those eyes actually give a hundred years of vicissitudes?!

"Takahashi, are you sure no one is following me?" Mr. Leng sneered at the corner of his mouth. The knife in his hand had stopped rolling, and he just pinched the knife with three fingers. The joints were a little white due to the force.

"Don't you believe me?" Takahashi said coldly: "You can try it yourself."

Mr. Leng snorted, suddenly shook his hand, and a cold light broke out from his hand and penetrated into the forest where the high bridge came. He could only hear a shrill cat cry, and there was no rest in the forest.

Both the fat man and the thin man's faces changed drastically. They were proficient in tomb robbing and would do something, but they were really unsure of dealing with Mr. Leng's sword. The two were a little arrogant and thought that Mr. Yan and the others were just ordinary businessmen, so they asked someone to dig graves and do some reselling activities, but they did not expect that they had such skills.

"It turns out it's just a night cat." Mr. Leng's face turned slightly red, and he looked at Takahashi: "I'm so sorry, when I heard what you said just now, I thought they were playing long lines to catch big fish."

Takahashi's face changed and he said coldly: "Mr. Leng, do you don't trust me? But you want to compete with me?" After seeing Mr. Leng's move, he dared to challenge him, and he seemed to be very skilled.
Chapter completed!