Part 2 Tower of the Dead 1 Golden Finger Dusk seems to come very early on a cloudy day, and it gives people a particularly heavy sense of depression.
When Xiao Kereng came out of the bathroom for the first time, there was still a mischievous excitement on his face, but after he took turns with me twelve times, the excitement was gone and it had become a mechanical repetition.
The fire in the fireplace has been burning brightly, as if only this fire can continue to support our tireless efforts.
"I feel like this kind of repetition doesn't work very well? Is there a special time period where strange events can happen?" She finally couldn't help it anymore, and when she sat back on the sofa for the thirteenth time, she spoke depressedly.
I looked at my watch. It was six o'clock in the afternoon. It was still one hour and twenty minutes before Guan Baoling disappeared yesterday.
The inexplicable map was spread out on my knees. I was very interested in those weird stairs, because they were very naturally associated with the legend of the "Tomb of the Undersea Gods". Near Hokkaido, if there are any stairs that lead underground
, will make people think of it immediately.
If the "Sea Tomb of the Gods" really existed, it was definitely not a matter of ten or eight years, but existed for hundreds or thousands of years, so this theory slowly spread.
"Mr. Feng, do you think...will the plague appear again?" Xiao Kereng touched her short hair and yawned constantly. If her dress was that of a standard lady in the early morning, now she looks like a tired girl.
The child who died showed signs of fatigue.
I nodded and moved the map away: "Yes, definitely. He needs money, and I can just satisfy him."
This time it was my turn to go to the bathroom, and the map was placed haphazardly on the coffee table next to me. Maybe I was a little careless. No one can avoid being careless when they are exhausted. Moreover, the door of the villa was closed tightly.
Xiao Kereng's martial arts was not weak, so I thought the map would be fine, so I stretched myself to the bathroom without any worries.
Standing in front of the sink, I turned on the faucet and looked at my slightly blue eyes in the mirror.
In recent times, I have almost forgotten about the photo of my eldest brother that Xiaoyan once provided. The words about the plague last night triggered my thinking and research on this issue again.
"If Big Brother were standing in this bathroom today, what would he do?"
"If it was my eldest brother who encountered the strange incident of Guan Baoling's disappearance, what would he do?"
Since I am determined to become the "King of Tomb Robbers" like my eldest brother, many times I will subconsciously do "empathy" and put myself in his shoes to figure out the environment in front of me.
"First, I will search the architectural information of Xunfu Garden to see if there are any secret passages or secret rooms; secondly, I will launch a large-scale search operation across Japan to allow more explorers to search for huge bounties.
Entering the Hokkaido area, dig three feet into the ground..."
The mirror surface was clean, maybe Xiao Kereng had just wiped it with a tissue.
The restroom is still empty and not popular at all.
I sighed, turned off the faucet, and was about to turn around and leave the bathroom when Xiao Kereng's angry shout suddenly sounded in the living room: "Stop! Be brave!" Then, there was a loud sound of fists and kicks, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong fighting followed.
I tapped my toes, spun around quickly, and rushed to the living room.
A thin man wrapped in black night clothes was fighting with Xiao Kereng. He only used his right hand to parry Xiao Kereng's attack, while his left hand held the parchment map firmly, and a pair of big cold eyes suddenly looked towards him.
I glanced at it when it appeared, suddenly flipped back in the air, and ran towards the stairs.
The knife in my palm shot out with a sneer, and with a bang, it was nailed to the railing two meters in front of him.
Seniors in the martial arts world always say: Good men don’t fight with women.
From the jumping posture of the night traveler, it can be seen that she is a young girl, and she is slender and has an attractive figure with exposed curves.
Chi - in a flash of cold light, she had already drawn the samurai sword on her back in her hand, her feet were a little bit on the stairs, and she was shooting towards me. Her body and light skills were extremely superb.
"Hey, friend, give me the number and call again -" Xiao Kereng shouted, his body jumped and slid sideways, passing by the coffee table, he had the shotgun in his hand in an instant, and finished loading it in a tenth of a second.
Open the bolt, quickly aim in a series of actions, and stay at the back of the sofa in a kneeling shooting position.
I have said before that Xiao Kereng's skills are very good and he knows how to occupy a favorable position in the first time.
No matter how fast the katana is, it can never match the speed of bullets.
The night traveler twisted his body and landed on the ground like a snake. His sword flashed and slashed towards my knees. This action happened to use me as a shield to avoid Xiao Kereng's gun.
What impressed me most about her was her eyes, which were as cold as ice and springs, as cold as if they were otherworldly.
I only made one move, and grabbed her wrist that was holding the sword. I swiped and tightened it, and I successfully grabbed the sword with my bare hands. I grabbed this three-foot-long samurai sword with a long handle and a short blade in my hand.
The extremely brilliant "empty-handed" Kung Fu.
Before I could feel complacent, six strange whistles of "chichichichichichichi" sounded in the air. Xiao Kereng quickly rolled to the side of the sofa, and six seven-star darts were neatly gleaming with cold light.
Built into the back of another sofa behind her.
The map in the night traveler's hand disappeared. He waved his arms, and with two clicks, golden nails popped out from his ten fingers. Each one was two inches long, like ten extremely sharp penetrating awls.
Xiao Kereng shouted hurriedly: "It's 'Gold Finger'! Mr. Feng, be careful!"
When I made a reaction, before Xiao Kereng called out Ye Xingren's name, I swung my samurai sword and stabbed nearly thirty times. I fended off the opponent's counterattack with a clanging sound, and I had already stepped back four feet.
He stepped forward, his back pressed against the cold wall.
"Goldfinger" is the head of the torture hall in the "Night Angel" group. She is in charge of the "hunting and punishment" work in the gang. She is a legendary character who kills without blinking an eye, but there has not been enough evidence to prove that she is.
Girls.
After this round of close combat, although she forced me back, she was unable to successfully open the passage and enter the bathroom.
It seems that she also knows the terrain of the villa very well and knows that the rear window is the most convenient way to escape.
"Chila, chila" two times, Goldfinger's black clothes suddenly opened a criss-cross hole on her chest, revealing the snow-white sweater underneath. The contrast between black and white was extremely strong. Then, the picture that she hurriedly stuffed on her chest
The map slowly floated down, right in the middle of the five steps distance between us.
My goal is to find the map. Although I don't know its true value, I believe in the saying that "the thief's eye is the best." As long as it is given to the "Night Angel" and other thieves, even if it looks unremarkable on the outside, it will definitely be good on the inside.
It also contains huge potential value.
"You want this map?" I sneered, using half-baked Korean. In this round of confrontation, I was the one who was losing ground, but the real loser was Goldfinger. After all, I was unscathed, but her clothes had been
If the two knives penetrated deeper, they would definitely disembowel her.
Xiao Ke stood up with a sneer and walked over with a shotgun in hand.
I turned my head and smiled bitterly at her: "Why aren't you shooting? Are you watching a martial arts show?" With her proficiency in shooting guns, her shooting skills will definitely not be any worse, and she will not be able to find and pull the trigger after so long.
timing.
"I just think it's a pity that Goldfinger, the master of the 'Night Angel' execution hall, died in such an unexplained way? Besides, how bad would it be to spread the word about two against one and be laughed at by friends in the world? I know her.
If you are not a match for Mr. Feng, you already know what you are doing, so why bother adding any extraneous details?"
Xiao Ke Leng said plausibly, walked up to the back of Gold Finger, and gently pressed the muzzle of the gun against her back.
At this time, the situation should have been controlled by Xiao Kereng and I.
There is only one person in Asia who uses this unique weapon, and that is Golden Finger.
"Don't get too complacent, Mr. Feng, Miss Xiao, right? If you obstruct our gang's work, you are just asking for your own death. Why stand up for the traitors in the gang?" Goldfinger spoke fluent Chinese, crossing his fingers.
There was another click, and those golden nails had all shrunk back, turning into ten beautiful and round fingers of a young girl.
She is a head shorter than Xiao Kereng, and her figure is also slimmer, but the martial arts she showed when she first started was already very powerful.
I held the samurai sword flat in my hands and handed it over, smiling a little apologetically: "We are not interested in the affairs of the 'Night Angel' gang at all, and we don't know who the 'traitor' you are talking about is, and there is nothing wrong with it.
, please bear with me."
Goldfinger took the knife, threw it away, and inserted it diagonally into the scabbard behind his back, not caring about the gun in Xiao Kereng's hand.
Xiao Kereng sighed: "What? Are you two old acquaintances? Sometimes they fight and sometimes they make peace. This is not children's play. I thought someone was going to die today! If I had known this, I wouldn't have fought so hard.
It's time to get the gun..." She took back the shotgun, and the stiff and indifferent atmosphere at the scene suddenly relaxed.
I don't know Goldfinger, but I just don't want to offend the largest gang in Korea.
Currently, we are in Japan. We were already facing a lot of pressure due to the previous stalemate with Watanabe Castle, which has a gang background of the Yamaguchi-gumi. If we continue to have trouble with the "Night Angel", we are simply kidding with our own lives. And I know that Jin
My fingers didn't exert all their strength just now, otherwise I would have drawn the knife and taken Xiao Kereng's life before I rushed into the living room.
"It's such a cold day, do you want to have a cup of coffee?" I took the initiative to invite him, smiling candidly.
Xiao Keleng walked obediently to the chest of drawers under the stairs and plugged in the electric kettle to boil water. Her considerate attitude always made me feel comfortable and gratified, and I didn't have to worry about other details.
My attitude was beyond Goldfinger's expectations. I pointed at the map in my hand and asked, "Mr. Feng, can you lend me this map?"
The process of turning an enemy into a friend was too fast. She may not have fully adapted to it yet. Her big eyes kept blinking and scanning my face, without even taking off the mask. However, the only thing she exposed was the black wrapping.
Her outer ears have fair and soft skin, and she wears a pair of black crystal earrings of excellent quality, which sparkle under the light. From this point, it can be seen that she is a person who is very good at modifying her appearance, even if it is her body.
When wearing night clothes and going out to "do things", black earrings will be used just right to achieve a consistent color throughout the body.
I smiled and stretched out my hand to invite her: "No problem, please come to the sofa over here and read. With paper and pen, even if I give you a copy of the drawing, it's just a piece of cake."
Before I understood the meaning of the map, I happily borrowed it from her and deliberately pretended to be undefended.
She hesitated obviously for a moment, then gently slid forward and took a seat on the couch.
Xiao Keleng was very efficient. Within three minutes, he brought a silver-plated tray with the same silver-plated coffee set. The alluring aroma of mellow Brazilian coffee wafted from the cup.
After our polite greeting, Goldfinger was finally embarrassed to remain on full alert. He took off his face mask and black hood, gently twisted his neck, and his long hair fell smoothly, as if he suddenly jumped.
The black waterfall going down the cliff made Xiao Keleng say "Oh" full of jealousy and envy.
Girls with long hair are more popular with men. This is the absolute law of attraction in the relationship between men and women on earth.
Xiao Kereng couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his short hair, turned around in annoyance, and walked to the bathroom again.
Her temperament and personality are too neutral between men and women. She is lively and active and does not want to take a break for a moment, so the current short hair is the most suitable way to match it. Of course she also knows this, but after seeing Jin
The finger changed from a cold and sinister black-clad killer to a charming young girl with long hair and shoulders. It is inevitable for girls to have a natural jealousy and comparison.
The silver-plated coffee set shone with a charming dreamy luster under the light, which made me sigh in my heart: "A safe and comfortable life is what everyone longs for, such as now, sitting comfortably in front of the fireplace, holding a cup of aroma.
Overflowing coffee, no distractions, and drowsiness - the only disadvantage is that it will make people forget their pursuits in comfort, and wait until time passes day by day..."
I long for a little bit of peace and quiet that I can enjoy occasionally in the intervals of an extremely stressful adventure life, but I will never be attached to these, let alone indulge in them.
While I was staring blankly at the firelight in the fireplace, Goldfinger had already carefully read the strange map (let's call it a map, although the pictures were extremely clumsy), with his face raised and staring blankly at the chandelier above his head.
The lips moved silently.
Her face shape is very perfect. It is an absolutely standard Asian beauty with a oval face. Her facial features are delicate and dignified, especially the high bridge of the nose and moist and bright red lips. She is as glamorous as a top female model in a Korean TV commercial. If it hadn't just been
In the fierce battle of life and death between the sword and shadow of the wheel, I really doubted how such a petite girl could be in charge of the "Night Angel"'s torture chamber.
"Mr. Feng, thank you for your generosity." She spoke again, with a Chinese pronunciation of Yan language and a smooth accent.
I shrugged indifferently, waved my hand, and pointed to the notepad on the coffee table more generously: "Miss Jin, there is no need to memorize it, you can just make a copy and take it away, it doesn't matter."
The excessive generosity suddenly aroused Goldfinger's suspicion, and he sneered alertly: "When did you Chinese become so generous? What was put in this coffee?"
I smiled, raised the cup in my hand and drank it in one gulp. All the coffee was poured from the coffee pot, there was no difference. She was really worrying too much.
"Ms. Jin, what does this picture mean? How could it make you take action? Could it be a treasure map left by someone before?" I hoped to get some information from her, because this picture of children
Graffiti-like "celestial paintings" mean nothing to me.
Goldfinger picked up the cup, smelled it lightly, and frowned, probably trying to identify the ingredients of the coffee based on the smell. The two black crystal earrings became more and more sparkling, making her look extremely noble.
Inspiration suddenly came to me, and I pointed at her and laughed.
Because I remembered the origin of earrings - about them, they can be traced back to the handover of Hong Kong from China to Britain in 1997. The then Hong Kong Governor Chris Patten once had a Vietnamese lover who loved black crystals. So, Patten,
The Dingkanto people found an extremely pure black crystal stone from a deep crystal mine in South Africa, shipped it to Manchester, England, and handed it over to a master who specializes in processing crystal jewelry for the British royal family. After four months of work, he cut and polished a pair of rhombuses.
The earrings are named "Lonely Eyes".
The total cost of this pair of earrings is about 150,000 pounds, and Patten's original intention was for his young lover to wear them to participate in the solemn handover ceremony and forever commemorate that unique and historic moment. Unfortunately, the earrings have just passed through
The British Airways passenger plane arrived in Hong Kong, but was stolen halfway from the airport to the Government House, and has not been heard from since.
Goldfinger put down the cup, faced my smiling face, and coughed coldly: "Mr. Feng seems to like to laugh alone? But I don't see what is worth doing at this moment.