As for the little Jiujiu in Master Liang’s belly, Zhang Zhuoxun knew it in his heart, but he just didn’t reveal it.
However, this old boy is wise. If he really makes any move, Zhang Zhuxun's knife can separate his head in the next second, and it is guaranteed not to cause any pain.
Feeling the coolness on his body, Master Liang smiled and silently took a few steps back. He pressed his back against the wall of the cave and felt a sense of security.
Zhang Shuxun chuckled lightly and ignored him. He took out a solid fuel wind lamp from the confiscated Boss Wang's backpack and lit it. This thing can be used for both lighting and heating. It is an essential tool for climbing high-altitude snow-capped mountains.<
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Not long after it was lit, the whole cave was bright and the only moisture was dissipated.
Lao Itch really couldn't move, so he had to crawl on all fours to Boss Wang's backpack. There was also a short rifle beside it, which Wu Xiaoxie had confiscated from Uncle Tai and the others before. After being washed away by the waterfall, all but the contents in the backpack were
The equipment and other tools were all smashed to pieces. I don’t know whether they were lucky or bad. They even had guns in their hands. In the end, they still couldn’t escape death and injury.
After the previous battle with Chigu, Lao Itchy's Paitiao had been completely scrapped, mainly because he had run out of bullets, so he now fell in love with Boss Wang's short rifle.
People like them, who are always on the verge of death, have a sense of security when they have a gun in their hands.
Seeing that his life-saving device was in Lao Itch's hands, Boss Wang struggled unwillingly and accidentally pulled his arm. His face turned pale in pain and he broke into a cold sweat.
Zhang Shuxun played with the dagger in his hand, with a smile on his lips, and said to Boss Wang: "Tell me, what is your purpose? If you tell the truth, I will reattach your arm. It's okay to keep it drooping like this."
It hurts."
Boss Wang still wanted to be tougher, so he raised his head and glared at Zhang Zhuxun coldly, snorting in his nostrils.
"Tsk, tsk, look, this is still a tough guy." Zhang Zhuo curled his lips playfully, "In this case, there seems to be no use keeping you."
As he spoke, he held the dagger and forced the main artery on Boss Wang's neck, intending to cut it hard.
Boss Wang was confused. That's not how the script was written. Shouldn't there be some coercion and inducement first? Why did he just kill him?
In front of your life, you can go to hell with your integrity and the like.
"I say! I say! Master Yu will stay alive!"
Boss Wang's lips trembled, and he poured out all his plans and purposes like beans from a bamboo tube. He didn't even care about the unbearable pain, and kept looking at the cold murder weapon, for fear that Zhang Zhu would find it.
A sudden tremor of his hand gave him a knife.
"I really don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to cooperate with you. No one knows what is going on above. More people will give you more strength, not to mention that you are carrying a wounded person, which makes it even more inconvenient to move. I am just a businessman.
What businessmen pay attention to is profit and win-win, which is different from those of Lao Tai who kill people and hustle. Moreover, Lao Tai is already dead. We really don’t need to make such a serious fuss. There are no eternal enemies in the business world. Everyone can make money by being harmonious. Let’s have soup together.
Drink."
Boss Wang is still unwilling to give up, trying to persuade Zhang Shuxun to put down the butcher's knife and become a saint immediately.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhuoxun felt that this man's brain circuit was unusually strange, "I think you made a mistake. Why do you think that now that you are controlled by others, you are still qualified to negotiate with me on an equal footing? Now it's
You are the fish and I am the knife, do you understand?"
When Boss Wang heard this, his heart skipped a beat. It seemed like there was no way he could be better in this situation. He couldn't help but feel annoyed for underestimating his enemy. How could a person who was so skilled and could perfectly hide his murderous intent be kind?
Character, among them, probably only the young man with a face as innocent and ignorant as a blank sheet of paper is a good person in the serious sense.
Seeing that he was sullen and silent, Master Liang couldn't help but persuade him. After all, he was an old acquaintance and had worked together so many times. He couldn't bear to die like this. Moreover, after a period of contact, he felt that this person named Yu
Young people are not the kind of people who insist on going their own way and are unreasonable.
"Old Wang, I'm not telling you, you really need to change your stubborn temper. Since we want to cooperate, resource sharing is definitely a must. The purpose of our coming here is for the treasure. Mr. Yu is a generous person. I will definitely do it when the time comes.
You will leave us some soup to drink. If you lose your troops in this encounter, you can earn a little bit, which is better than returning empty-handed, don't you think?"
Master Liang took the water bag and fed Boss Wang some water, patted him on the back, and gave him a hidden look.
Zhang Zhuxun watched the interaction between the two with cold eyes and did not stop them.
Boss Wang received Master Liang's look, lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds, and finally decided to confess.
Zhang Zhuxun said that he was all ears, and Wu Xiaoxie also pricked up his ears.
In fact, after all, it is related to the "Hemu Collection" left by Boss Wang's ancestors.
According to the records of "Hemu Ji", this huge bronze tree was first discovered in the 13th year of Qianlong's reign. At that time, in an official mine in this area, an ancient bronze pillar was suddenly excavated one day.
It has not bottomed out for four months. At that time, all kinds of rumors were abuzz, gods and feng shui were on the rise, and there were all kinds of speculations.
Later, this matter was reported to the emperor. Soon after, the Tietou Xiaoqi camp where Li Pipa's ancestors lived received a secret order and led three thousand death row prisoners to seal the mountain and continue digging downwards.
This excavation lasted four years and three months. They dug through the cave and found no tree roots. However, they unintentionally dug out a dragon-patterned box and handed it over. Then there was a series of things like declaring merit and giving rewards. The following content is in Manchu, and only the dead Li Pipa can understand it.
At the end of "Hemu Ji", some climbing processes are recorded in Chinese characters. From where they are now, a little higher, they can see the plank road built for the emperor when they were digging on the rock wall.
This is also Boss Wang's biggest bargaining chip, because even Master Liang doesn't know some of the details. Except for the dead Li Pipa, only he, who owns "Hemu Collection", knows something about it.
Boss Wang talked about it for an hour, which made his mouth dry and he kept licking the corners of his mouth.
Zhang Shuxun, however, refused to give in. "You have said so much, but you still haven't made it clear what treasures there are. Is it worth taking the risk?"
Boss Wang's chubby face regained its former kindness, "According to records, the things above are very, very mysterious and precious. As long as we get a little bit, it will be enough for us to spend several lifetimes."
"Okay."
Zhang Shuxun nodded, and finally showed mercy. He untied the rope and connected Boss Wang's arm, and gave him some food to replenish his strength.
