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Hateful people must have pity!Han Bei rubbed his sore jaw and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Drug rehab? Are you taking drugs? You have the brains to call me trash? Trash knows drugs and can't touch them. You are worse than trash!"

"If I knew it was drugs, I wouldn't dare to cut my hands! It's all because I was encouraged to go to Burma as a mercenary. I walked there twice before I found out that it was drug smuggling. It was too late to quit. The cigarettes they gave me were rolled White powder." Huang Deng's voice dropped, presumably it was the past that made his life worse than death, and he couldn't bear to look back. "I didn't make enough money to support myself. I haven't paid off my debts for half a year, but I owe millions more. My sister is still young, and my father is not in good health. It wasn't for Big Brother Peng's help, I would have died a long time ago..."

I didn't expect to gossip and talk about intelligence. It involves an international anti-drug case. This is too complicated. How many pages does the report take?Han Bei found half of his broken tooth in the blood, and angrily told him, "With such kindness, you have the heart to shoot him?"

"This is really an accidental injury!" Peng Kun hurriedly made a siege, and laughed at himself: "Tu just attacked from behind, I was afraid that he would suffer a disadvantage, so I blocked him, but his kid shot back with his carbine, which made me suffer from the enemy."

Han Bei pulled up his collar to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Brother Peng, don't you know that he colluded with Tu Gang?"

"I don't know," Peng Kun complained, "Huang Deng, this is what's wrong with you, you should tell me."

"He wants me to kill people, I tell you, you will definitely not agree!" Huang Deng quibbled.

Peng Kun asked: "Do you know that I will not agree to take this job?"

"I didn't make any money from robbing the tomb, but I can still get money from this job. Why didn't I accept it? Tugang gave me a deposit of 100 million, and I will make up another 200 million when things are done! Xiao Xingxing has money to treat illnesses, and I can pay off my debts!" "

Peng Kun scolded: "Bastard! How can you take murder as a joke?"

"I'm a bastard! Killing people hurts nature and justice, so is the tomb robbery clean? Besides, you and I have never done such a thing as tomb robbery!" Huang Deng pointed his finger at his chest, "Do you have a plan? I don't! Look at the current situation." Situation, it is difficult to escape! We both die here, what about your daughter? She will face drug withdrawal next month!"

"You!" Peng Kun blushed and raised his hands.

Han Bei waited to see the good show of the slap falling, anxious and excited: hit fast!Break two of his teeth!

Huang Deng was stunned, hugged Peng Kun, buried his face in his shoulder and sobbed: "I'm sorry, I'm too confused! Brother Peng, don't be angry..."

Young master Han was ready to applaud, but the good show was in vain. He was extremely disappointed: "Your winter ball, you still act like a baby at such an age, how shameless?"

Peng Kun's flashlight flickered and then went out. He tried the switch repeatedly and concluded: "It's out of power."

"My flashlight was taken off the policeman," Han Bei assured: "It can last for a long time! Don't worry!"

As soon as the words came out, the flashlight went dark, not even flashing.

Han Bei: "..."

Peng Kun: "Hello..."

"Hush, that policeman is moving very fast and is very close to us." Huang Deng took out his phone with a black screen, the faint light was better than nothing.

"The police have submachine guns. We can't fight recklessly. Let's pretend to surrender first." Han Bei's mind was running at high speed. Objectively speaking, Huang Deng and Peng Kun are in a very pitiful situation, but Huang Deng is too dangerous. If he is not subdued and handed over to the police, he will treat him King Zhou's words are unfavorable!etc--

Young Master Han realized that he had neglected something very important!Zhou Wangyan is not a lynx, so what is he?Why do you know the secrets of the three teams?

"It's a scam! He doesn't move anymore." Huang Deng enlarged the map and saw the little yellow dot stopped at a T-shaped fork.

"That's the fork we must pass through. Did they find us?" Han Bei pointed at Huang Deng: "You must be talking too loudly!"

"No one talks more nonsense than you!" Huang Deng responded with two middle fingers, poking his eyes directly!

Young Master Han's eyes were injured twice, he jumped in anger, and cursed in a low voice: "You son of a bitch! My young master paid you to kill your whole family!"

Peng Kun was helpless: "Master Han, you are more and more like Qiu Zhengxia, you have no quality at all."

"Just protect yourself, Peng Kun!" Han Bei covered his eyes with tears streaming down his face!

"Strange, the yellow dot is gone!" Huang Deng zoomed out on the map, zoomed in on the details after confirming the position, but still did not see the yellow dot.

Peng Kun warned: "Stay close to the wall, be careful!"

Han Bei swallowed his anger and followed behind those two people, rubbing against the wall in silence, his eyes were sore, and he lamented incessantly, "It's good that Qiu Zhengxia is here, how can I be so angry when he is here?"

The three of them walked five to 600 meters forward, circled the back-shaped tomb passage three times, and arrived at the T-shaped fork. They saw a policeman lying on the ground, with weapons, flashlights and walkie-talkies missing, and the photosensitive buckle was crushed. of fluorescence.

Han Bei took advantage of the body search to check the policeman's heartbeat and breathing, and found that he was still alive.Young Master Han, who had nowhere to vent his anger, took advantage of the danger and gave him two slaps: What a waste, I still expect you to help!

"Brother Peng! Youdao's bronze door has been opened!" Huang Deng was overjoyed: "This road is blocked on the map, and there are no police in a large area! Let's go!"

The mechanism of the millennium is rusted and blunt, and the bronze door covered with milk nails maintains an oblique angle, and it is stuck and cannot be turned over.

"Wait for me!" Han Bei was both hungry and thirsty, and searched again unwillingly: "Guild son, this young master is dying of thirst, and you didn't even bring water..."

When the policeman moved, he was awakened by Han Bei's slap, and firmly grabbed his wrist!

Han Bei was frightened and waved his hands: "Let go!"

"Bastards...you can't escape!" The policeman was in his early twenties, and his big eyes, which clearly distinguish between love and hate, were exceptionally bright in the darkness.

"Let go! I won't let you go!" Han Bei wanted to leave, but the little policeman held him tightly, dragging him for two steps and still not letting go.

Peng Kun urged: "Master Han! Let's go! Don't make trouble!"

There was a muffled sound of "boom", a bomb exploded very, very far away, shaking the whole tomb, Han Bei pricked up his ears, but couldn't hear the direction from which the explosion came from, and cursed in his heart: Which dog day is it? The bomb?

The bronze door dropped an inch steeply with the vibration, and the jammed mechanism slipped away and began to close.

Peng Kun raised his voice: "Oops! The bronze door is about to close! Go!"

Han Bei red-eyed anxiously, "Wow!" he bit the back of the little policeman's hand.

It worked!The little policeman let go of his hand, unable to support himself and leaned to one side.Han Bei jumped up and was about to run away. He felt that the soles of his feet were sticky, and subconsciously looked back. When he saw this, his mind froze for a moment—the little policeman was covered in blood!

"Oh my God!" Han Bei turned over the little policeman and saw a ten-centimeter incision cut across his lower abdomen, and the blood soaked the camouflage uniform!

"Han Bei! What are you doing?" Huang Deng climbed to the side of the bronze door, "Young Master! Don't be self-willed! Come here!"

"Don't go! Come and help!" Han Bei was confused, digging out his pockets with trembling hands, "I have to stop the bleeding!"

"I can't control it anymore!" Peng Kun roared, "Let's go!"

Han Bei covered his bleeding mouth in vain, "No! His communication equipment is broken, and his companions can't find him. He will bleed to death soon!"

"Ignore him! Brother Peng! Let's go!" Huang Deng became impatient.

Han Bei searched his pockets but found nothing that could stop the bleeding, his temples twitched, and begged, "Brother Peng! Think about it, if he was your brother-in-law and died at such a young age, how would his parents live? Please, Help me! Don't just ignore death!"

Peng Kun gritted his teeth, ran back dragging his injured leg, kicked Han Bei away, "Idiot, put him down! Rip off his clothes!"

"Brother Peng! You..." Huang Deng thumped the ground in hatred, looked left at the closing bronze door, and looked right at Peng Kun's back, hesitating again and again, gritted his teeth, and crawled back deftly.

With a dull bang, the bronze door closed behind him.

There was no bandage, and the clothes of the three of them were so dirty that beggars would hate them. Fortunately, the little policeman had a clean cotton T-shirt under his bulletproof vest. Han Bei cut the T-shirt into strips and asked Huang Deng: "Is there any medicine powder for you?" Is there any left?"

"No." Huang Deng's eyes were extremely calm and honest.

Han Bei grabbed his bag: "Then I'll search."

Huang Deng helped his forehead: "There is still one Mimi, here you go."

The medicine powder was pasted on the little policeman's incision, and the blood was immediately blocked. Peng Kun was very good at treating wounds, and skillfully wrapped a cloth strip three times before tying it into a knot. Bleeding is also very fatal, but fortunately, Young Master Han, you insisted on saving him, otherwise the blood would be drained quickly."

The little policeman was still conscious, staring straight at them with big eyes and opening and closing his lips.

Han Bei suddenly felt infinitely proud, "Don't ask me my name, just call me Lei Feng."

The little policeman said: "Fuck you, you can't escape..."

Young Master Han became furious and put on his bulletproof vest, "Brother Peng, let's go!"

"The bronze gate is closed, we have to deal with a lot of police..." Huang Deng looked at the map, "Huh? The police are all concentrated in the east, what happened there?"

Han Bei felt itchy: "Let's go and see!"

Huang Deng refused straight away: "What the hell? Let's take this opportunity and run away!"

The three of them blindly drilled into the tomb without the police. Han Bei had no lighting tools and was controlled by others, so he had no choice but to give up the plan to act alone.

"The map doesn't show the exit, but if we can come in, we can definitely go out." Huang Deng was very annoyed.

"You mean wandering around? Are you kidding me! Show me the map!" There are two parallel tomb passages between the east wing and the west wing, sandwiching the largest tomb, which is located in the center of the entire ancient tomb. coffin chamber.Han Bei recalled that when he walked from the west wing to the east wing, he passed by and didn't see any tombs, only the suspended corridor.

When Han Bei slapped his head, Mao Sai suddenly realized!The large blank space monitored by Matcha Sweetheart is the space in the suspended corridor!There is no burial chamber at all!

This is really too weird!Where is the main coffin?

After solving a mystery, a new mystery emerged. After Han Bei slapped his head and scratched his scalp again, Peng Kun saw his ever-changing expression and asked uneasily, "Master Han, what's your idea?"

At the corner of the dark tomb passage, a beam of strong light came, and a loud shout sounded: "Don't run! Stop—"

"It's the police!" Han Bei, who was accustomed to the darkness and couldn't open his eyes, ran away with his head in his arms.

Huang Deng reacted quickly and fired a shot at the sky to deter the police that they had weapons: "The bullets don't have eyes! Don't come here!" After shouting, he dragged Peng Kun to flee for his life in a hurry.

The three of them panicked and ran away, Han Bei fled intoxicated for a few minutes before he realized: Oh, help is here, why am I running?

"Don't run! You are under arrest!" The footsteps shouted in disorder, and there was more than one policeman!

Han Bei deliberately wrapped his left foot around his right foot, and fell like a dog eating shit. The fall was so real that his eyes turned black from the pain, and he even yelled, "Peng Kun! Huang Deng—don't , don't leave me behind!"

"You're so stupid! Be quick!" Huang Deng was quite righteous, and he turned around to grab him. His companion was either disabled or brain-dead, and his heart was broken!

Flashing into a corner is a dead end!Han Bei turned to the phone with a black screen for help, "Don't panic, don't panic! Let me see where the police are located! Don't bump into their hands again... What's going on? There are no yellow spots in this large area?"

"There are no yellow dots, why are there so many policemen suddenly?" Peng Kun was sweating profusely, and several beams of flashlights flickered on the stone wall of the tomb next door.

Huang Deng put his hands on his knees and panted, "Is it broken?"

"It's broken at this time, what are you doing?" Young Master Han dropped the device in his hand angrily, "Go to hell!"

"Crack" the phone with a black screen fell completely and fell apart.

Peng Kun: "..."

Huang Deng grabbed Han Bei's collar and shook it: "Are you sick? Can you still light up if it's broken?"