Yang Zheng wanted to see with his own eyes the mysterious convoy traded with the octopus. Malta didn't know about these, and his identity was still not qualified to contact the core secrets.

The baggage warehouse is in the center of the island, with at least one hundred people guarding it outside.

After Yang Zheng studied all possible routes, he finally determined the way to infiltrate.

Without Legolas' help, Yang Zheng lacked the most favorable weapon "tracing technique". He could only rely on his own strength to avoid numerous guards and enter the baggage warehouse.

There are three cave waterways leading to the baggage warehouse.

They each guarded a team of soldiers, but the most difficult thing was the gate of the baggage warehouse. The iron gate weighing thousands of pounds needed to be pulled by a winch.

If it weren't for the talented training teacher of Legolas, Yang Zheng would have given up this action that was very easy to startle.

But he was prepared to exploit many essential items for killing and setting fire from Legolas, so he could try it out.

The second half of the night, the wind and rain were getting worse, and it was also the time when people were sleeping the most. The noise inside the beehive thief had begun to calm down, and Yang Zheng finally began to act.

Following the route obtained from Maltese, Yang Zheng dived into the water, and half of the Honeycomb Island was immersed in the water. It was originally a world of octopus robbers. They would never have thought that they would sneak in as cover. Although Yang Zheng could not breathe freely at the bottom of the water, his special body could hold it in the bottom of the water for half an hour.

Under the turbid river water, Yang Zheng swam along the passage towards the baggage warehouse.

After choosing a waterway on the left, Yang Zheng got in. Soon after, he heard the sound of breathing.

The guards squatted on a platform, crowded together all night, and guarded them all night. It was their most tired time. At least half of them had already fallen asleep. In fact, this place was already inside the Honeycomb Island. If someone came to attack, there would be at least ten lines of defense outside.

Therefore, although there are many bandits guarding the baggage warehouse, they are quite lax.

A tiny wheat tube drilled out of the water, and a slight blue powder drilled out from one end of the wheat tube, and disappeared into the air by the wind.

Not long after, I heard the sound of falling to the ground and snoring loudly.

After Yang Zheng threw a water snake in his hand and confirmed that there was no movement, he came out of the water. He saw that all the bandits on the small platform were stacked together and sleeping soundly.

Putting away the wheat pipe, Yang Zheng touched inward along the passage.

After walking forty or fifty meters, the passage had reached its end, and a huge iron door stood there, and there were no defensive bandits at the door.

It is definitely not easy to pay attention to using a winch to open the large iron gate. Yang Zheng has no confidence in facing the siege of more than a thousand octopus thieves.

He couldn't force a hole in the iron gate.

It seems unsolvable, but it is not.

The most basic unspoken rule in institutional science is that no secret room can be killed, and no architect will leave a way out for his works.

Otherwise, if the architect accidentally locked himself in the secret room he made one day but couldn't come out, wouldn't it be ridiculous?

Yang Zheng began to observe the design of the baggage warehouse.

Then I drilled into the water and began to explore the stones beside the door piece by piece. The iron door was constructed in a cave. Half of it was immersed in the water. There must be water inside. Weapons in the baggage warehouse are indispensable. If water is also filled with water, any metal will rust.

So this door design must have a drainage hole.

Yang Zheng is actually trying his luck.

He was looking for it blindly, and whether he could find it or not. Even for drainage facilities, he might not necessarily use a secret mouth.

If it really doesn't work, he can only give up.

This time, he was blocked again.

In other words, the goddess of luck would ravage him occasionally, but in fact, she was still very caring for him most of the time. Yang Zheng touched a stone slab, and his keen touch made him feel the stone slab tremble slightly.

He bounced his fingers lightly, and the force that came back from the stone slab made him smile.

He took out the dagger and swam back and forth on the stone slab. Suddenly, he inserted it hard. The dagger penetrated into the gap in the stone slab. Towards the outside, a stone slab that was half a meter square rose.

Exposed iron bars as thick as thumbs inside.

This was not a problem for Yang Zheng. He twisted the iron bars to both sides, revealing a gap that could accommodate one person in. Without stopping, Yang Zheng went in.

When he climbed out of the water again, a warehouse with two basketball courts appeared in front of him.

There are many luminous crystals embedded on the walls of the cave, not night pearls, but ordinary fluorite.

With the glimmer of light, Yang Zheng saw clearly what was in the warehouse.

Large wooden boxes are neatly arranged together.

The wooden boxes that traded with the mysterious fleet were listed.

There were still many boxes exposed there. Yang Zheng glanced at them. There were not many gold, jewelry, and gems, and there were not many. Yang Zheng just glanced at them and looked away. Of course he was not looking at these things.

His cautious personality prevented him from rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the warehouse immediately.

Instead, he checked and made sure that the bandits did not set any fatal traps before he walked towards the boxes.

The dagger cuts the wooden board and uncovers the box cover.

Weapons are weapons.

As expected, I was a little disappointed. Is it just to trade these things?

Yang Zheng picked up a knife, bounced it with his finger, and slashed it into the air. The cold sword light was so cold that it was all of them of high-quality weapons.

He opened other boxes, bows, arrows, and guns, all of which were weapons.

Why are all these things? Yang Zheng kicked the box with a little depressed feeling, and with a squeak, the box slid half a meter.

wrong.

An inspiration flashed in Yang Zheng's mind. There was something wrong with weight. A box filled with knives kicked it and slid so far, which was obviously lighter than expected.

He hurried forward and took out the bundles of knives. When he was taken to the middle of the box, the knives were gone, and another layer of partition was there. Yang Zheng shouted, picked off the partition, and two neatly stacked small boxes were exposed below. He took out one of them and opened it and saw a tube of liquid inside.

Yang Zheng couldn't recognize what this was and did not dare to try it easily. Instead, he flipped through the boxes, and the lower layer of each box contained this liquid.

Intuitively, this thing is the real transactional goods.

Yang Zheng put two tubes in his arms and carefully flipped around the baggage warehouse.

I found another thing that he was worthy of interest, the black black crystal, two square brick-sized black crystals.

Locked in a very sturdy iron box.

Yang Zheng used the strong acid mixed with Legolas to open the box.

Discover these two priceless treasures.

You know, this thing is a characteristic metal that is as famous as the secret silver. A small piece of black black crystal can greatly enhance the various indexes of iron, and is a good material for making super excellent weapons.

However, Hei Xuanjing was heard that it was only possible to find it in the iron ore veins that had been buried for tens of thousands of years.

These two black black crystals have a brand new texture. Soon after it was released, Wigolan was another famous iron ore county.

Yang Zheng can already imagine the source of this thing.

It seems that the mineral veins in Wigolan County are more valuable than I thought.

Yang Zheng put two black crystals into his pocket, and it was hard to find treasures. Although Yang Zheng was not greedy for money, he would never give up such a rare thing.

The most valuable thing had fallen into his hands, and even those ordinary gold could not enter his eyes. He laughed twice, and Yang Zheng withdrew from the baggage warehouse from the way he came.

The wind and rain fell on his coat, and Yang Zheng shuttled through the island like a ghost.

He never made a mistake in such a complex terrain, and his memory was amazing.

Soon, a cave appeared in front of him.

The defense here is much worse than the baggage warehouse.

Yang Zheng almost didn't have much effort to knock down two sleepy guards and entered the cave.

Late at night, there are still rapid breathing sounds that are clearly visible.

Inside the hole lit by the torch.

Several men and women were intertwined, and the blue and gray and pale complemented each other, which was particularly dazzling.

After calculating the space, Yang Zheng touched the blue powder in his arms.

It's very reluctant, but in order not to alert the enemy, I can only try it.

At the mouth of the wheat pipe, blue medicine powder penetrated into the air. The man and woman who were twisting and twisting felt their eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and even the scene in front of them appeared...

The ups and downs of snoring kept ringing.

After waiting for a long time, Yang Zheng slowly walked into the cave. His nerves were very tense, and he had a few more daggers in his hand, ready to fire them at any time.

As we walked along the way, there was no movement, and the snooze powder made from white amine tree secretion was effective.

In this quiet environment, Yang Zheng's steps were almost light enough to hear. Not long after, he appeared at the fence inside. The thick iron bars were like dough in Yang Zheng's hands. He broke a gap that was enough for him to pass through and walked in.

This is the only room in the cave without water. A woman was leaning down on the wet ground.

Her hands and feet were tied with thick iron chains, and the other end was tied to a block of iron weighing hundreds of pounds.

When Yang Zheng came in, she didn't move, and obviously she was sleeping with the powder.

After staring silently for a moment, Yang Zheng gently stepped beside her, squatted down, and reached out to pick up one end of the chain.

At this moment, the woman who had not moved on the ground suddenly bounced up, pulling and pulling the iron chains into Yang Zheng's neck like a soul-catching lock.

Her speed was very fast, but Yang Zheng bent down quickly as if he was ready, and the iron chain was empty. Then the woman felt her waist as if it was clamped by an iron hoop, and she was hit by a powerful force.
To be continued...