System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

"There are many things I don't know either. This is how it was passed down from our ancestors. It's just a pity that the bronze dragon-patterned boxes that our Wu family and Zhang family made have been lost."

That box contains not only the accumulated wisdom of our two families over thousands of years, but also methods our ancestors used to deal with gods. I've been searching for that box; once I find it, I should be able to find out why.

After Uncle Wu finished speaking, he began to disguise himself. He first changed into a set of local clothes, and then put on a wig.

He gave Zhang Hao and Wu Tianzhen some instructions and then left in a hurry.

According to Uncle Wu, although God's eyes and ears—those whose bodies have been possessed by his consciousness—cannot cross over into this area of ​​Myanmar.

But he still had informants who controlled his power, which is why he went to great lengths to lure Zhang Hao and Wu Tianzhen here.

Zhang Hao understood that the people Uncle Wu mentioned might be members of the Three Surnames Water Demon family, or they might be members of the Wang family.

After Uncle Wu left, Zhang Hao and Wu Tianzhen also went out of the room to meet up with Fatty and Zhang Qilin, and then left the museum.

As for the two black fighters, they stayed in the museum to monitor everything that happened inside.

When Zhang Hao returned to his hotel room, Xiuxiu had a servant from the Huo family bring over the auction register.

Zhang Hao flipped through the auction catalog and several familiar items appeared prominently on it.

Several special items, including the Xuanyuan Mirror Polishing Stone, the Yellow Millet Dream Pillow, and the Medicine King Furnace, are also among them.

I saw these things this afternoon at Jude Kaw's private museum.

In other words, the person behind the auction that Xiuxiu is preparing to attend is Jude Kao.

Zhang Hao was determined to get his hands on several special items, as well as other ordinary antiques that originally belonged to the Wu family.

There is absolutely no example of someone spending money to film their own work.

That night, Zhang Hao received a message through Black Flying Son that all the antiques in the private museum were packed up and ready to be loaded onto trucks and transported to the auction site.

In addition to this news, the truck's license plate number, route, and the details of the escort personnel were all clearly known.

After learning this information, Zhang Hao immediately had an idea.

He called Wu Tianzhen, Zhang Qilin, Fatty, and a few others into the room to discuss matters.

"Everyone saw what happened at the private museum this afternoon. Those things originally belonged to the Wu family."

Jude Kao now plans to sell all those antiques at auction, but once they're sold and scattered, it will be difficult to find them again.

"We must not let this happen. Those people are crude and rude and have no idea how to protect antiques. Their wanton destruction has caused irreparable damage. We must get those antiques back!"

Wu Tianzhen was furious when she thought that private museums did not take any protective measures for their shareholders.

If Jude Kao hadn't tricked Old Master Wu into giving away those antiques back then, they would probably be well-preserved in the Wu family's treasure vault right now.

"Uncle, we must get those antiques back before the auction!"

"Ah."

Zhang Hao nodded: "That's what I was thinking too, which is why I gathered everyone here."

"Brother Zhang Hao, hurry up and tell me what you're thinking. Just tell me if you're planning to hijack the car!"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and replied, "Fatty, you're right, it's a carjacking."

"That's great! I've wanted to teach that arrogant foreigner a lesson for a long time, and I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon."

"I imagine his expression must have been priceless when he found out a whole truckload of antiques had been stolen."

"Alright, let's not talk about anything else for now. Let's proceed according to my plan tomorrow."

……

The next day, early in the morning, just as the sun was rising.

At the entrance of a private museum on the outskirts of the city, a crowd was loading boxes of antiques onto a vehicle.

A dozen or so guards stood by, carrying machine guns and supervising the operation.

"Be careful, the things inside are priceless. If you drop or bump into them, you'll be shot dead and you won't be able to afford to pay for it."

More than an hour later, all the dozens of boxes of antiques were loaded onto the truck. The escort personnel locked the truck doors and then respectfully jogged up to Jude Kao to report the situation.

"Boss, the truck's cargo compartment is specially customized; it's bulletproof, cut-resistant, and absolutely safe."

The car door has two locks; it requires both fingerprint and retinal scanning to open, so don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the task!

Jude Kao nodded in satisfaction, but he still felt uneasy thinking about Zhang Hao's warning from the day before.

He instructed, "Send more people to follow along, and absolutely no mistakes are allowed."

"Yes, boss!"

The person in charge of the escort responded, locked the truck door, and then sat on the freight car.

The remaining dozen or so escorts boarded two modified off-road vehicles.

The vehicle is fully equipped with weapons and equipment, making it essentially a small armored vehicle.

Such a configuration would be practically unstoppable in a small Southeast Asian country, which shows how much Jude Kao valued these antiques.

He spent a lot of money on the auction.

Once everything was ready, the three vehicles slowly drove away from the private museum. A modified SUV led the way, followed by another, and the truck transporting the antiques drove in the middle.

Such security measures deterred the minor warlords who coveted these antiques.

"Squeak..."

As the truck drove into the city and crossed a pedestrian overpass, a blind man suddenly appeared in front of it, crossing the road.

The driver slammed on the brakes and stopped the car. The blind man was so startled that he fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Just as the truck was forced to stop, a dark figure leaped down from the overpass and rolled under the truck.

The man in black used hooks to secure himself to the bottom of the truck bed. Once the truck started moving again, he took out a small cutting machine to prepare to cut.

Then he suddenly noticed that there was a hole at the bottom of the carriage that was neither too big nor too small, larger than a fist.

The steel plate next to the opening had been flipped over, as if it had been forcibly bent.

"Holy crap, who could bend such thick special steel plates in an explosion-proof vehicle?"

Suddenly, he had a bad feeling. The man in black looked into the carriage through the hole and saw that the carriage was empty.

"Could it be that someone stole all the antiques from the car before I even made a move?"

"But with such a small opening, not only can a person not get in, but there's also no way to get the antiques out!"

……

Not far away, the fat man looked at the scene before him, completely bewildered.

According to his plan, he was supposed to force the truck to stop, but someone beat him to it before he could even make a move.

He was shocked when he saw the blind man's face clearly.

"Isn't that Tianzhen's childhood friend Xiuxiu? Could it be that she's using the auction as a cover, and actually already has her eye on these antiques?"