People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

"Ron, assign five men to guard the front and back doors of the church. No matter who comes in, don't hold back, just kill them," Ding Ze instructed Ron.

"Uh... even priests are killed?" Ron, like Abruzzi, believed in God and asked with a somewhat troubled expression.

Ding Ze hadn't really thought of that question. "You believe in God?"

Ron nodded.

Ding Ze thought for a moment, "Then arrange for five people who don't believe in God, and you can just pretend you don't know anything about it."

Ron: "..."

Is this okay?

Ron moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything and obediently did as he was told.

Without delay, Ding Ze turned on his flashlight and said, "The rest of you, come down with me."

Nearly fifty people entered the passage in a grand procession, following Ding Ze, who was at the front, and silently walked down.

The treasure was hidden about fifteen or sixteen meters underground, at an exaggerated height, so much so that the passageway leading down was winding and very long.

On the walls on both sides of the passage, there are some lampstands that have been there for nearly two hundred years. Most of the lampstands still have candle wax inside. Ding Ze tried to light one, and sure enough, just like in the movie, it could be lit.

then.

As the group slowly descended, candles were lit one after another, gradually illuminating the passageway.

In such dark places, light can indeed bring a sense of security.

Walking behind Ding Ze, Mickey, who had been feeling a chill run down his spine, quietly breathed a sigh of relief and gradually relaxed.

Time passes quickly.

They walked in silence for about ten minutes.

Sudden.

'Boom boom boom boom.'

A commotion arose from above.

Many people were startled and looked up, instinctively thinking that the place was about to collapse.

"Don't panic, it's just the subway passing by," Ding Ze said promptly, offering a reassuring reassurance.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt relieved.

We walked for a few more minutes.

The firelight illuminated the end of the passage.

Ding Ze immediately sped up, exited the passage, and shone his mobile flashlight...

Ha ha! !

The treasures plundered from the world by the Knights Templar and the mysterious Freemasons of America, whether directly or indirectly, and sealed away for hundreds of years, are all here!

this moment.

Although he knew he would see this scene, Ding Ze was still incredibly excited when he actually saw it with his own eyes.

He is not alone.

Mickey, who was following closely behind, and his men, seeing the treasure of such a grand scale, were also extremely excited!

"Fuck!!"

"holly shit!"

"Damn it, how much treasure is here?"

"If we sold them all, they'd fetch at least several billion!"

"Damn, this is spectacular!"

"What the fxxk!"

For a moment, exclamations of amazement, which were quite reasonable, were heard one after another.

Ding Ze listened quietly, his excitement gradually cooling down.

Money can be very tempting.

Who knows what will happen next?

Thinking this, Ding Ze lifted his foot and started walking down, saying, "Be quick, we need to move all these treasures before dawn."

"Okay, boss!"

Not long after.

Everyone went down the stairs and officially entered the treasure room.

Ding Ze didn't sit still; he quickly found the lamp trough and lit the candle oil inside.

呲~~

Just for a moment.

The flames spread rapidly, illuminating the entire treasure room.

"Get to work!" Ding Ze glanced around and shouted, "Pack the smaller ones first, and leave the larger ones for last. Also, be gentle, don't break them."

"Don't worry, boss!"

"I promise it won't break!"

Some of his subordinates responded enthusiastically, their excitement overflowing.

Ding Ze noticed this and gently shook his head, knowing that the possibility of his worries becoming a reality was growing.

However, he wasn't too bothered by it.

He had considered this possibility and believed that even if some of his men had such thoughts, unless they were truly beyond redemption, they wouldn't act here. Instead, they would wait until the treasure had been moved upstairs before making their move...

After all, it's impossible for all forty-five subordinates to stand on the same side and decide to double-cross each other...

Only a small group of people will decide to double-cross each other.

If we were to take action here, it would inevitably lead to chaos.

With all this chaos, who will move these treasures?

'Hopefully, none of them are too stupid!'

Ding Ze murmured a sentence and silently walked to a green statue of Confucius made of some kind of gemstone.

This statue of Confucius undoubtedly comes from his hometown.

In fact.

Although he hadn't thoroughly examined all the treasures here, he had already seen at least a dozen items from his hometown.

'Global plunder!'

"Didn't expect that, did you? Now it's all mine."

Ding Ze smiled and thought to himself. Then, without looking any further, he turned to Mickey, who was obediently following his instructions and staying by his side, his eyes darting around, looking dazzled.

"Don't look around randomly. You can look at it slowly after it's transported back. Come with me."

Mickey gave an awkward smile and followed Ding Ze's movements.

The two arrived at the other end of the treasure room, where there was a high platform. Standing on the platform, they could basically see the actions of the subordinates.

"Keep a close eye on things. If you find anyone hiding anything, tell me immediately," Ding Ze whispered to Mickey.

Mickey nodded solemnly, "Okay."

-

The forty-five henchmen in charge of the transport... to put it bluntly, were all uneducated guys who liked violence and quick money.

If it weren't for this, these people wouldn't be involved in organized crime.

That is to say.

Faced with such a large number of priceless treasures, it is not surprising that some people would have designs on them, especially on small items that are easy to hide.

This is not.

What was supposed to happen happened.

A Black man, while carrying the items, suddenly looked around, and then, with surprising speed, picked up a jade necklace and quietly slipped it into his pocket.

'Boom! '

Ding Ze saw it all clearly, and without hesitation, he drew his gun and pulled the trigger.

Nowadays, his accuracy with a pistol is 100%. Although he can't hit exactly where he points, hitting the target is a certainty.

Gunfire rang out.

The black man who was stealing fell to the ground without even realizing where the bullet came from.

The rest of his men, who were busy at work, all stopped what they were doing, turned their heads to look in the direction from which the gunshots came, and instinctively drew their guns... Unfortunately, they drew nothing; neither of them had a gun.

Ding Ze smiled.