Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Thick inky clouds squeezed the sky, and the dazzling sunlight was hidden in darkness.

The surroundings were gray, and from time to time there were a few muffled thunders.

At this time, it was on the outer wall of the ghostly building.

After Wu Ling stuffed the little yellow duck helmet in his hand into his SpongeBob SquarePants backpack, he took the flashlight handed over by Wu Xian.

Although it was noon, it was cloudy and dark, and the surrounding trees were obscuring the sky, so the view here was very dim, almost like night.

So you can only use a flashlight to illuminate, otherwise it will be dark all around.

Wu Xian looked at the dilapidated small building in front of him, his eyes flashed, and his eyes were a little vigilant.

Perhaps because of his intuition that he had experienced too much, he always felt that the building in front of him was not simple.

Wu glanced at the surroundings, his fingers moved lightly, and the big white dogleg knife hidden by him on his wrist appeared in the palm of his hand in the blink of an eye.

Although there are a lot of thoughts in his heart, Wu is still not visible on the slope.

He hung his head slightly, gently rubbed the little head in front of him who was adjusting his schoolbag with his other palm, and said softly:

"When Xiao Ling went in for a while, you kept following me, it was deserted for a long time, I don't know what will be hidden inside, you have been behind me for a while, don't run around, you know?

After hearing this, Wu Ling nodded obediently, and said softly: "Okay."

He looked up and saw that the expression on his brother's face was a little worried, as if he was still worried about himself.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed Wu Xian's two little fingers, and patted his chest solemnly:

"Don't worry, brother, we have an agreement, for those little snacks of mine, after I go in, I will listen to you, I will go wherever you want me to go."

However, although he was very well-behaved on the surface, he still thought helplessly in his heart:

"I am obviously very powerful, wow, we are a man who can fight with female ghosts for 300 rounds!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ling raised his little head with some pride, and the golden little derpy hair nodded up and down with his movements.

However, Wu Ling was proud for a second, and after seeing the worry on Wu Xian's face, he immediately wilted again, pursed his lips helplessly, and thought in his heart:

"But helplessly, my brother's filter for our 'can't lift our shoulders and can't pick our hands' is too big, so that now I run two steps, my brother is worried, and I am like Wu Jiaojiao like Sister Lin."

Wu Ling pursed his mouth depressedly when he thought of this, but although he was a little helpless in his heart, he still knew how many catties and taels he had.

In this unknown situation, if a rookie like him is reckless, he will definitely burp first.

If you don't listen to the 'old man', you will suffer in front of you.

Wu Ling, who knew the truth of this sentence, obediently grabbed Wu Xian's two fingers and stuck behind him like a little fart.

While observing their surroundings, the two of them walked towards the building in front of them, which looked very old.

The detached building in front of you looks small from the outside, but when you look closer, you realize that it actually takes up a lot of space.

There was a large open space under the small building, and the land above it was overgrown with weeds and looked extremely barren.

About 100 meters away from the building, the bottom of the façade is stacked with red bricks, which looks sturdy.

The red bricks are topped with spiked iron fences to prevent people from climbing over the walls.

However, at this time, these iron fences have been covered with rust due to the wind and rain.

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At the same time, while the brothers were observing the environment of the detached building, some distance from Yuanshan, a modified and extended eight-seater Land Rover appeared.

At this time, the atmosphere inside the Land Rover is a little weird, like the calm before the storm, silent on the surface, but turbulent inside.

The people sitting inside are also extremely strange, all kinds of people, each with its own merits.

For example, the two young men with excellent temperament sitting behind the driver's seat.

A treacherous man who is obviously in the spring of May but is still wearing a black leather coat and black sunglasses, and his body is full of hanging, bohemian and unruly atmosphere.

A cold man dressed in a blue hoodie, with plain eyes, a weapon wrapped in cloth in his arms, and an indifferent atmosphere all over his body.

Or the long-haired beautiful man sitting in the penultimate row who was tightly wrapped in clothes, but with a scorpion tattoo on his neck and a silver ring on his hand.

There was also the man sitting next to him who wore a silver-rimmed glasses, a black suit, a very fake smile in his mouth, a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, and a scumbag all over his body.

and the middle-aged man who was wearing a black vest and camouflage pants and scars on his forehead, but looked very strong.

These people all seem to have different personalities, but at this time, they come together, and the scene seems to have a strange harmony that has been deliberately created.

And if Wu Ling was there at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize at a glance who was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing a casual suit, holding a crumpled A4 paper in his hand, and holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Because this person is his third uncle, Wu Sanxing.

At this moment, a blinding lightning bolt suddenly appeared, followed by a terrifying muffled thunder.

"Boom-"

After this terrifying thunder, for some reason, the cold man who had his eyes slightly closed suddenly opened his eyes, and then looked indifferently at the rearview mirror in front of him.

And the man in sunglasses next to him also seemed to notice something unusual, and his eyes with sunglasses also looked at the rearview mirror in front of him.

Then the man in sunglasses seemed to have seen something interesting through the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he said to the person in the co-pilot:

"Third master, we are followed by a tail, it looks like it is still a foreign product."

His words seemed to break the silence of the space.

Wu Sanxing heard the words and detached from the contents of the A4 paper in his hand, he spit out a mouthful of smoke, tilted his head and glanced at the traffic behind the car from the rearview mirror.

His eyes, which were always revealing scheming, narrowed slightly when they landed on a Mercedes-Benz.

Wu Sanxing looked at the woman sitting in the co-pilot

, and his tone was a little surprised: "Those Yankee mercenaries, how did they come here? Could it be ......?"

Wu Sansheng thought of a possibility, and the mood in his eyes suddenly became a little gloomy.

He twisted his cigarette with his fingers, turned his head to the man in the driver's seat next to him and said

, "Panzi, get rid of them."

"Okay, third master. Pan Zi answered in his mouth, hung his hand in gear, and then pressed down with his foot on the accelerator, and suddenly a terrifying roar sounded.

The eight-seater Land Rover suddenly drove forward in an S-shaped route along the traffic like a bow and arrow off the string.