Night Meeting

Chapter 379 - Night Meeting

East of the city, large factory storage area.

Here has reached the edge of the city, two or three meters high wire fence, separating the warehouse area from the outside world.

A huge warehouse, towering in the warehouse area, a few trucks parked randomly at the side of the warehouse.

The surrounding silence, a dark, only a bent moon, hanging in the lonely night sky, the cold moonlight scattered on the ground, adding a few dull light to the place, so that people can barely see, the road ahead.

Compared to the brilliance of the downtown ***, this warehouse district seems extraordinarily dark and cold.

At this point a car suddenly sped from the northeast, slamming the wire gates of the district, the degree did not slow down towards the center of the warehouse area.

When it traveled to the sixth warehouse, suddenly a sharp brake and stopped.

Tires and the ground violently rubbed, producing a sharp friction sound, in this empty and silent warehouse area, it seemed particularly ear-piercing.

Before the car stopped, a one-armed middle-aged man in a black jacket, in his fifties, wringing a suitcase, jumped out of the car.

Although older, and also broke an arm, but from his actions to open, the body is still athletic and agile, not half slow, the body's muscles, but also still strong, no middle-aged flaccid.

The rigid facial lines, with a white head, in turn, reveals the wisdom and experience unique to his age.

After the one-armed man got off, there was no next move, but turned his head and neck. Vigilantly survey the surrounding environment, and from time to time also listen to the side of the ear.

After determining that there is no danger, his face nervous expression. This is a slight relief, gently exhaled a breath.

He seemed to have gotten rid of that terrible chase and was safe for the time being. ** **

The one-armed man wrung his suitcase and took a step towards warehouse number six.

Three long and two short knocks on the door, the big iron door, which had been closed tightly, suddenly made a heavy sound and tried to move away from the sides. Exposed a gap that only allows one person to pass sideways.

The one-armed man hurriedly walked in, the big iron door and closed with a bang, the outside world can not see half of the end.

The warehouse and the warehouse outside, are two very different worlds.

A few strong lights, the center of the warehouse illuminated snow.

Under the lights there was a huge long table with a few bottles of water, a little food, and a few magazines.

The table was clean, the magazines were neatly arranged, the water and food were left over, but also placed in a regular manner, the table could not be seen. Half a drop of water or food residue.

Two expressionless young men, sitting quietly at the long table.

One of them was tied with a ponytail, the other's eyebrows, but a strange red.

The ponytailed man was relatively clean-looking, with a thin body type.

The red-browed man, however, had thick bones and was very fit, with a designer suit that was popped tight with muscles. As if it would explode at any time.

The two men carried an extremely cold aura, and the suits on their bodies were greatly at odds with each other, giving the heart a chill.

In addition to these two young people, there are more than ten big men with heavy weapons in the warehouse. Scattered in the various aisles of the warehouse.

From their position, almost any intrusion, will be beaten into a beehive in a matter of seconds.

The one-armed man entered the warehouse, looked around, and then slowly walked toward the two youths in the center of the warehouse. ** Provide this book txt e-book download **

"Liang Donghai, you are finally here, we have been waiting for you for a long time." The ponytailed youth saw the one-armed man approaching. Sinking his voice. In a very strange tone, he said, "Did you find the stuff?"

"Found it.... ::::." Liang Donghai used his half severed arm. Patted the leather case in his hand, "It's all in the leather case."

"Oh? Really?" The ponytailed youth's eyes immediately flashed with a look of ecstasy, and his ice-cold face also showed a rare smile, "As expected of the king of tomb raiding, really powerful, horse to success."

Liang Donghai wooden expressionless, seemingly to this kind of compliment, completely uninterested.

"How come you are the only one who came back? Nakamura, where are Takeda and the others?" The red-browed man suddenly spoke coldly at this time.

"They're all dead! I'm the only one who came back alive."

"You're the only one alive?" The red-browed man raised his tone slightly, his voice full of anger, "More than twenty people went into the tomb with you, including five Shinto priests from our Yawata Shrine! All of those people are dead?"

"Yes. All of them died, and all of them died in a very miserable way. If I had been one step slower to escape, I would have been buried like them!" Liang Donghai said in a deep voice, the muscles of his face twitched slightly, revealing a trace of imperceptible fear, that is the Warring States period, the tomb of the last great witch of the northern tribe Shan Rong, incredibly dangerous, I was able to escape with my life, but also to retrieve things from it, considered the blessing of the gods!

"Hmph, it is hard to say whether Takeda died in the tomb of the last great witch or in your hands? You have even entered the tomb of the Qin Emperor, how could you be hindered by the tomb of the Last Rong Wu?" The red-browed man stared at Liang Donghai and sneered, seemingly not believing his words at all.

"I only touched the periphery of the Tomb of the First Emperor, and there were several top tomb robbers with me at that time. But this tomb of the Last Rong Wu, I went deep into the deepest part. In addition, your companions, although strong, but completely do not know the art of tomb robbing, touched the tomb organs, even if they are strong, there is no use, only death!"

The red-browed man snorted coldly and said, "Since the tomb of the last Rong Wu is so terrifying, why didn't you get half hurt?"

"I'm fine?"

Liang Donghai grinned and laughed mockingly, then fiercely tore his shirt and uncovered the bandage that was simply wrapped around his chest, and a wound that was 30 to 40 centimeters long appeared in front of the crowd.

This wound from the right side of his chest, all the way to the small of his belly.

The wound was purple-black, the flesh was turned to the sides, and black blood was constantly flowing from the wound.

"The wound has been coated with my special wound medicine, the wound medicine of our Moving Mountain Sect is able to recover even the injuries caused by the vicious spirits and severe ghosts, but for this kind of wound, it doesn't work half as well. Because, this kind of wound with the most vicious mysterious curse, no medicine can cure!"

When the Japanese people present saw this scene, they could not help but shrug.

None of them expected that even Liang Donghai, the famous king of tomb raiding, would be wounded like this!

What was it that could cause such an injury?

The red-browed man was puzzled and ready to ask further questions, when the ponytailed youth suddenly shouted a loud rebuke and said:

"That's enough! Yamada-kun! We don't know the dangers of the Tomb of the Last Witch! Our mission is to obtain the treasures in the tomb, and now that Mr. Liang has brought the treasures**, the mission is accomplished! What else do you have to say? To gain something, you must give something. The sacrifice Nakamura and the others made was worth it!"

Yamada seemed to have some respect for the ponytailed man, and after being reprimanded, although his face was ugly, he did not open his mouth to retort, but reluctantly yawned slightly and apologized, "What Fujiwara-kun said was true, I lost my temper."

Fujiwara nodded slightly, satisfied with his attitude, then turned his head to look at Liang Donghai and said with a smile, "Mr. Liang, I am grateful for your contribution. Now, you can hand over the stuff to us."

Liang Donghai, however, stood in place and did not move, but said coldly, "I can give you the stuff, but my family, when will they be released? According to the agreement we made, hand over the people with one hand and deliver with the other."

Fujiwara stroked his palm and laughed: "Mr. Liang doesn't seem to trust us too much, our Shintoist practice is very credible. Your family, now located in a very safe place, just one phone call, I can have someone send them over to meet you."

Liang Donghai said, "Good, you call, I will naturally give you the things when I meet them."

Without further ado, Fujiwara took out his cell phone from his suit pocket and dialed a number, ready to call his companion.

Just then, outside the warehouse, there was a strange sound faintly.

Liang Donghai, Fujiwara and Yamada, all cultivation, ear far better than ordinary people, heard the sound, immediately alert, while listening sideways.

However, outside the warehouse is dead silent, not even the sound of wind and insects.

The three listened for a while, no abnormalities, coincidentally relieved, think they are not some nervous.

However, at this time, the sound of the strange sound again, and much closer, much clearer.

It was as if it was like something that was coming from far away towards this side.

"It ... is it! It ... it's coming!"

Liang Donghai's face changed greatly, looking nervously at the warehouse door, with a look of fear in his eyes, "The guardian of the Tomb of the Last Rong Witch! Your companions, touched the organ, let it wake up from its slumber, and as a result, all were killed by it! And it's hunting me endlessly! I thought I had lost it, but I didn't expect it to catch up with me!"