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Chapter 1 The Wedge: The Night of the Dead

The night was thick, and the air was filled with the smell of decay. It was overwhelming, covering the sky and the earth. In the darkness, a dim light suddenly came through. A figure gradually approached with the light, wrapped in black.

Only a pair of bright eyes were left, shining coldly and resolutely in the darkness. When his eyes touched the objects placed quietly on a pineapple table, the corners of his mouth raised a charming arc.

Carefully placing the flashlight on the dusty corner of the table, Tang Mengying took steps forward. Suddenly, a large cloud of thick black mist came towards her. Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Tang Mengying put on her gas mask and cautiously

She moved her steps slightly, her red lips slightly parted: "Finally found you!" Tang Mengying quickly put on her gloves, and when her hands touched them, her years of sensitivity made her suddenly aware of something unusual flowing in the air.

At the same time, sure enough, with a bang, the sound of a silenced gun sounded beside Tang Mengying. With a quick turn, she successfully dodged the shot.

"I didn't expect that you would actually find me." The man's deep voice was filled with chills and came out from the dark shadows. But it was this voice that shocked Tang Mengying. It was so familiar. If she hadn't had a brain short-circuit

, this voice should come from? "Rick, are you so impatient?"

Vaguely, she saw the man in the shadow move his body, and this slight movement seemed to prove her guess. The entire tomb was suddenly illuminated, and ten men in black with stern faces all aimed their dark guns at them.

Looking at the petite back, "Tang Mengying, you didn't expect that the mantis is in front and the oriole is behind!" The proud voice clearly echoed in this strange environment, and a blond man appeared in the strange environment accompanied by two sturdy men.

In Tang Mengying's sight, his hawk-like cold gaze fell firmly on the figure standing with his back. There seemed to be hatred and reluctance in his eyes, and his furrowed brows silently showed the depth of his heart at this moment.

Trouble everywhere.

Turning around and taking off the veil, a delicate beauty appeared in everyone's sight. Her eyebrows were like mountain daisies and her skin was like snow. It was undeniable that she was beautiful, but her purple eyes were cold and her delicate facial features were cold.

It was also coated with a layer of indifference, which is the aura inherent in a tomb robber.

"Money, is it really a crazy thing?" Tang Mengying lazily gathered her brown curly hair and looked at the man she called Rick teasingly. Her attitude was relaxed, as if what she was facing at this moment was not very serious.

With the dark muzzle, she is Tang Mengying, the top tomb robber in China. If she was afraid of death, she would not do this job. However, if you are careful, you will find that this ease seems to be fake. The man in front of you

, the person she loved deeply, but for the 10 million bounty, staged a "black and white" drama.

It is said that taking seven relics at the same time can make people immortal. No wonder it can make people so crazy. Just give it to him. Ten million is nothing to her. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, with a smile.

There was a cold smile in her ice-blue eyes, and after a bright light flashed, she stretched her hands to her chest, where were the other six relics she had found before.

Suddenly a sad smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, her stunning purple eyes were as dead as dead water, she stretched out her hand to touch her chest, and a moist feeling came from deep in her heart. Rick's marksmanship was indeed his pride, and she couldn't even avoid it

There was no chance. At that moment, she really overestimated his love for her. She overestimated even the most basic defense and lost it. She just opened her eyes wide and watched the bullet shoot into her at a fast speed.

Chest.

The poppy-like breath of death filled every cell factor in the air. With her last breath, she grabbed the seventh relic on the table, threw down a smoke bomb with lightning speed, and then disappeared from the crowd.

within sight.

The seven relics in his arms were slowly soaked by the blood on his chest, and slowly emitted a faint light, which became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, a strange scene of seven stars appeared in the night sky.

A bright light shone on Tang Mengying's body, and then everything fell silent. The mountains returned to tranquility. Tang Mengying disappeared. No one was found alive, no body was found dead. No one knew the whereabouts of the seven relics! (Unfinished)
Chapter completed!
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