Tomb raiding: Intercepting Yin Xinyue and building a family of immortals

“Clan Chief Su, this kid keeps saying he wants to take you away. Look at his attitude, he doesn’t seem to think of us as guests at all.”

Upon seeing this, Chen Yulou immediately began to complain.

Regardless of the reason, let's blame others first.

As for what happens next, let's talk about that later, shall we?

Upon hearing this, Su Chen shook his head helplessly. He knew this guy wanted to make a big deal out of it, which was fine, but unnecessary.

"Young man, I don't know who wants to see me, and you don't look too friendly."

"Just follow me, why are you making so many demands?"

The soldier, already harboring resentment at being stopped by Black-Backed Old Six, saw that Su Chen seemed easy to talk to and immediately put on airs of a military officer, as if to say, "If you don't come with me, this bullet will hit you right in the head."

The next moment, a blade flashed past in front of him.

The soldier closed his eyes in fear. When he opened them, his rifle had been severed, his belt had been cut off, and his trousers had been ripped down.

Seeing this, the black-backed old man chuckled and didn't bother to waste any more words with him.

This guy is practically asking for death!

The soldiers were completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at Su Chen.

Su Chen patted his face and said.

"Lead the way."

"Um... Chief of Staff Wang only invited you."

The remaining soldier was also dumbfounded and quickly spoke up.

As the voice faded, the people behind him revealed unfriendly looks. What did it mean to invite only one person?

Clearly, they were very dissatisfied with this statement.

However, Su Chen didn't care, waved his hand, and followed him.

Led by the soldiers, he soon arrived at a garden. Wang Lang held fish food in his hands and sprinkled some into the water. Instantly, the koi in the pond began to scramble for it.

Su Chen sat next to him, looking at the scene in the water, and asked with some doubt.

"Chief of Staff Wang called me over, not just to watch you feed the fish, right?"

"Of course not. I have something important to discuss with you today and would like to ask about your opinion."

Wang Lang slowly opened his mouth, revealing his thoughts in his words.

He threw all the fish food in his hand into the water, and then spoke calmly.

"Now everyone in the underworld knows your reputation. Old Zhang now controls the three northeastern provinces, and his regular army is enough to dominate the entire Northeast."

Nowadays, warlords are everywhere, and even someone like Luo Laowai can gather tens of thousands of men to sit on the ground and become king. However, those armies cobbled together with opium and foreign dollars can only fool laymen.

It's simply not going to work if you try to go head-to-head with someone.

Old Zhang's more than 10,000 men are all true elites, capable of being deployed to fight tough battles.

Wang Lang placed a map in front of him and said calmly, "Occupying the Northeast and looking at the whole country, are you only content to be a clan leader? Have you never thought about the merit of supporting the new emperor?"

He extended an olive branch to Su Chen.

However, Su Chen thought this idea was too outrageous.

"You're being far too naive to think you can accomplish this with just ten thousand people."

"This is just the beginning. We are in a chaotic world right now, and it is the time for us good young men to make our mark. What is the point of fighting every day compared to carving out a territory and becoming a king?"

Wang Lang spoke slowly.

A man's game should be played on the battlefield.

Compared to this, tomb raiding is nothing but child's play.

“We need talented people like you right now. If you’re willing to join us, your position will be second only to mine and Lao Zhang.”

"Is this Old Zhang's idea?"

Su Chen got up with some disgust. The saying "One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers" is not just an empty phrase in this era.

Rather, it is something that truly exists; behind the eternal desolation lies the displacement of countless more people.

He was somewhat angry, angry at Wang Lang's somewhat insane ideas.

Wang Lang nodded and said calmly.

"He's a man, holding such great military power. What's wrong with him being the King of the Northeast?"

As he spoke, he proactively placed a cup of coffee in front of Su Chen.

Su Chen picked up a spoon and stirred slowly, speaking coldly.

"I'll say it again: I'm interested in tomb raiding, but we'll discuss the rest in person."

"You think I'm being too nice to you, huh?!"

Wang Lang believed he had given Su Chen enough face, and seeing that Su Chen had rejected him repeatedly, he slammed his hand on the table and said...

He drew the pistol from his waist and was about to aim it at Su Chen, but Su Chen was faster; the spoon in his hand flew through the trigger like a flower, blocking it from behind.

Wang Lang was stunned when he pulled the trigger and it got stuck.

The next moment, he was kicked hard in the chest and thrown into the pool.

Su Chen squatted by the pool, holding a pistol, and looked at his disheveled appearance.

"When the cat's away, the mice will play. You dare to even think about such things? I could cripple you myself without anyone else even lifting a finger. If you weren't Old Zhang's strategist, I could have killed you with that one blow!"

"Oh shit!"

Wang Lang, soaking in the water, was in a sorry state. He struggled to swim towards the shore, but when he saw the pistol in Su Chen's hand, he dared not make any move and could only stay in the water.

As a dignified operations staff officer, he had never suffered such humiliation.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he spoke up without any politeness.

"What are you all standing there for? Shoot him and cripple him completely!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others immediately loaded their guns.

"Let's see who dares!"

Old Zhang strode over decisively, looking angrily at the scene.

When Wang Lang saw Lao Zhang coming over, he immediately tried to play the victim.

“Brigade Commander Zhang, look at him. I just relayed your order, and he threw me into the water.”

"Who gave you the order?!"

Old Zhang picked up a plate from the table and smashed it directly at Wang Lang's head.

He said angrily, with a sense of disappointment and frustration.

Wang Lang's words caught in his throat. He looked at Lao Zhang with some embarrassment, unable to believe that this was Lao Zhang's idea. For a moment, he was at a loss for what to do.

Old Zhang looked at the person in front of him and spoke calmly.

"Get out of here!"

"Yes!"

Everyone quickly left.

Just as Wang Lang was about to leave, Old Zhang pointed at his nose and cursed.

"You stay here and soak it. How many times have I told you? Chief Su is my friend. Do you understand the meaning of the word 'friend'? When did I ever give you permission to do this?"

After cursing Wang Lang, he still felt unsatisfied and picked up the gun in his hand, ready to shoot Wang Lang.

As Lao Zhang was about to fire, he glanced at Su Chen out of the corner of his eye. Finally, unable to keep up the act any longer, he threw the gun away and said irritably.

"You should at least try to persuade your brother. Wang Lang is my chief of staff, it's normal for him to be having a moment of despair."

Su Chen nodded and looked at Old Zhang to ask.

Give me a straight answer.