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At this time, Zhang Qiling, who was lying on the sofa, seemed to notice that Wang Ping'an was not asleep. After thinking for a long time, he asked lightly.

'Wang Ping'an, who are you?'

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping'an looked at Zhang Qiling outside the door and said casually.

"I'm here to save you!"

'Save who?'

Wang Ping'an sat up from the bed and explained.

"Save you, save Aning, and save Wu Xie!"

'Why? ’

Wang Pingan said: "Because your endings are not very good, some people can't bear it and want you to have a better life!"

After hearing this, Zhang Qiling suddenly had no more questions. He was a little afraid to ask further. Although he did not understand what Wang Ping'an meant specifically, he felt for some reason that if he continued asking, it might involve something more terrifying than immortality and the ultimate secret, so he did not dare to ask!

After a long silence, Zhang Qiling spoke again.

'Can you tell me about my past?'

Wang Ping'an was also stunned when he heard this, but after thinking for a while, he began to speak.

Of course, he was not talking about Zhang Qiling's past, but Zhang Qiling's future, that is, the future direction of The Grave Robbers' Chronicles. Wang Ping'an simply changed the future tomb-robbing situation of Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie and others and turned it into Zhang Qiling's past.

For example, the underwater tomb that Zhang Qiling did not visit became an underwater tomb that Zhang Qiling had visited many times in Wang Ping'an's mouth, including the time when Zhang Qiling and Wu Sansheng went there twenty years ago. In short, it was seven parts true and three parts false. In Zhang Qiling's ears, all of this became a fact.

Only after Wang Ping'an had roughly told everything he knew did he feel a little sleepy.

However, Zhang Qiling felt extremely complicated after listening to Wang Ping'an's story, and he no longer felt sleepy at all.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on Wang Ping'an's door.

Wang Ping'an, who was about to fall asleep, was startled awake.

This was the first time someone knocked on his door in the middle of the night since he moved in here.

'who? ’

'Sir, we're from the property management department. We heard there's a water leak downstairs. We came to take a look!

Hearing this, Wang Pingan was also stunned, but he still got up and turned on the light in the room.

'Is there a leak?'

Thinking about this, Wang Ping'an looked at the faucets and floors in his house, and there was no sign of water accumulation or leakage.

But Wang Ping'an didn't think much about it and went to open the door.

But just when Wang Ping'an was about to reach the door, Zhang Qiling appeared behind him, and the next moment, he pulled Wang Ping'an aside.

'Bang bang bang! '

Immediately afterwards, several gunshots were heard from outside the door. Wang Ping'an only felt that a bullet brushed past his ear and shot behind him. The feeling of death being so close made Wang Ping'an's sleepiness completely disappear.

"Killer, someone wants to kill me, what's going on?"

Wang Ping'an was hiding beside the sofa at this time, looking confused.

Originally, all the plans seemed to be going well, and he had planned it very well. After Jude came back, he would take care of Aning's matter. Looking at the situation now, as long as he was doing the final side quest, he could almost complete Zhang Qiling's task at the same time. As for Wu Xie, that was even simpler. But now, everything had unexpected problems, which far exceeded the unexpectedness of the original plot!

'boom! '

There was another loud noise, and the iron security door opened. The next moment, Zhang Qiling rushed out and turned off the lights in the room.

Everything fell into darkness in an instant.

Even if Wang Ping'an was confused, he knew that this was not the time to think too much. While throwing out a few nails, the Desert Eagle appeared in his hand.

'Bang bang bang! '

The chaos has begun.

Wang Ping'an didn't fire many shots except for the few nails he threw at the beginning. Now, the room was dark and he only vaguely felt that many people had come in. He did shoot two people, but now, Zhang Qiling was nowhere to be found and he was afraid of hurting anyone by mistake!

Helplessly, Wang Ping'an could only rush into the crowd and fight the other party like Zhang Qiling.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiling's skills were much better than his own. In just a few breaths, after a few screams, Wang Ping'an heard the sound of retreat.

'How are you, little brother?'

As Wang Ping'an spoke, he threw a few knives towards the door. With a scream, a man who had just run to the door fell down.

Everything happened within a minute. It happened so fast that the people who came seemed to realize that the mission had failed and retreated very quickly. Apart from the four corpses left in the house, the only person who was still alive was the middle-aged man at the door who was shot in the thigh by Wang Ping'an!

Seeing this, Wang Ping'an hurried to the side and turned on the light in the room again.

As the lights in the room came on again, Wang Ping'an noticed what had just happened.

It can be said that today, if Zhang Qiling had not lived with him instead of Aning, he would have died several times today.

At this time, four corpses with broken necks were lying on the ground. All four corpses were dressed in black and even had pistols in their hands. Zhang Qiling also had two wounds on his body and was bleeding. It was obvious that they were caused by gunshot wounds.

Wang Ping'an himself was not injured. Apart from a hit on the face in a panic, he had no other external injuries.

'How are you, little brother?'

Seeing this, Wang Ping'an hurried to Zhang Qiling's side to check his injuries.

Zhang Qiling waved his hand to stop Wang Ping'an's behavior. It seemed that he didn't care about the injuries on his body at all. He walked to the door and dragged the still living middle-aged man into the house!

'Who are you? '

'Haha, you guys ruined its plan, you guys won't survive!'

The middle-aged man looked ordinary, and Wang Ping'an had no impression of such a man. At this moment, when he heard this sentence, he was also a little confused. He didn't remember that there was such a plot in The Grave Robbers' Chronicles.

'It, what it, which it, why are you killing me?'

When asked this, Wang Pingan was suddenly stunned, as if he thought of something, and his face turned even paler.

He remembered a force that did not appear in Tomb Robbers' Chronicles, or rather, appeared very rarely, but it ran through the entire plot of Tomb Robbers' Chronicles and was the biggest black hand behind Tomb Robbers' Chronicles, that one!

'Are you its people?'

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect that Wang Ping'an would know that thing, and asked in disbelief.

'you know?'

Wang Ping'an looked at the middle-aged man with injuries on both legs, and knew that he could not escape at all. He smiled indifferently, ignored the middle-aged man, and came to Zhang Qiling to check his wounds.

Zhang Qiling's injuries were not serious. One bullet hit him in the shoulder, which was a penetrating wound. Another bullet just grazed his arm. It seemed that it was the one he shot when he was trying to pull Wang Ping'an.

But even so, Wang Pingan still picked up his phone and called Wu Xie.