My little abacus crackled, making Boss Lu's people stare at me with suspicion.

Maybe in their opinion, being forced to re-enter the door of death is a chore, and I shouldn't have hummed a little tune and the corners of my mouth are flying.

"The Leng family is just extraordinary."

"I heard that she has lived alone in the tomb of the Heavenly Girl for several years."

"I haven't heard of the Leng family having such a ruthless character."

"If a real person doesn't show his appearance, he doesn't show his appearance. Maybe he is an invisible force cultivated by the Leng family."

After getting off the hole, I walked in the front. The people behind were discussing my true identity with a volume that I thought was very quiet, but I could clearly hear.

But no matter how they want to break their heads, they can't guess who I am.

Many tomb robbers have asked about who I am. They come from all over the world, some of which were found by searching for dragons and pointing acupoints, and some were purely carpet-style searches.

But the common point is that I don’t know my true identity. Of course, tomb robbers are not archaeologists. They will be curious but will not conduct in-depth research.

There are a few people who are crazy and asked me when they were chatting with me, and I still expect them to tell me.

People who are drawing tombstones or explanatory words such as epitaphs.

The walls in the main tomb chamber are empty, with no murals or words, and even the totem symbols cannot be found.

I guessed that the person who buried me had no intention of visiting my grave in the future.

Fortunately, it has passed. Now I have escaped from the tomb. With a new name, I will have a new identity in the future. Becoming a person with identity is just around the corner!

He walked into the gate of death with a happy mood, but Boss Lu's subordinates hesitated before coming in.

They looked at me secretly, and the reason why they hesitated was related to me.

I didn't understand why, so I urged them, but their faces became even more strange.

After hesitating for several seconds, he stepped into the door with a heroic expression.

"Don't be afraid, there are no monsters here, Boss Lu may be lost." I want to introduce them into the Black Forest and then throw them out according to the previous method so that they can get rid of them.

My tone was obviously very "kind", but they were so nervous that their spine and shoulders were tense. I was worried that the guns they held in their hands might get fire at any time.

After walking forward for a while, a man suddenly turned his head and looked behind him and shouted, "Door, the door is gone!"

The person around him patted the back of his head and said angrily: "It's normal that you can't light the flashlight. Don't make a fuss. You're so brave."

I realized that the people who stayed on the ground were less timid than the group who followed Boss Lu to the tomb. Maybe this is why Boss Lu left them on the ground.

It would be fine if he was timid, but he was still unlucky. As soon as this man scolded his teammate, Boss Lu's communicator rang.

The sizzling sound of electric current echoed in the dark space, scaring the person holding the communicator to tremble all over, as if he was being electrocuted.

‘So… save… so… I…’ The communicator rang without pressing it, and a woman’s voice came from inside.

But the voice was very sharp, as if the opera singer was pulling high notes.

Except for me, everyone present shrank their shoulders. They confirmed that this communicator belongs to Boss Lu. If the person who is asking for help now is Boss Lu, what did she use to send signals to her communicator?

This question can only be asked by her subordinates. I looked at the person holding the communicator and asked, "Does she have other communication equipment?"

The man was holding the communicator, as if he was holding a grenade that had pulled the fuse off. He heard my question and paused for two seconds before saying, "No, no, she only has a backup communicator."

"Hey? Boss? Where are you?" There must be a leader among the group. At present, no one else is willing to speak up if anyone takes the communicator and who is the leader.

I saw fear in their eyes, and I was too familiar with this emotion.

‘In... sizzling...you...you...he...head--'

The communicator was disturbed and the current sounded violently, and everyone could not hear the final content clearly.

"Are she talking before us?"

"It should be, it's impossible to come later."

"Are you sure that's the boss? The voice is so thin that I can't tell you clearly. Don't make any mistakes."

The eight people said one by one, from the perspective to the true or false, and then there was a debate, that is, the ‘people’ in the communicator, whether they were Boss Lu.

I looked forward and didn't see the shadow of the Black Forest. When I came in just now, I had already entered the forest, but at this moment I didn't even see the shadow of a tree.

It seems that the space inside the Death Gate is more unpredictable than the ancient tomb. From the perspective of the direction, the mine cave and the ancient tomb are on the same mountain, but the Death Gate is below the mountain in the neighboring mountain.

They are all from the same community, and the ways of trapping people are mainly "change", with a unified style and each has its own characteristics.

"Miss Leng, what do you think?" Boss Lu's subordinates suddenly looked at me together.

The plan to introduce them to the Black Forest failed, so I had to get rid of them in a more extreme way.

"Look, what I said... don't be afraid, be mentally prepared."

"You said, don't look down on others."

"Okay, she just said that she was on your head - top!" I deliberately increased the pronunciation of the last word, and suddenly pointed upwards with my index finger.

Maybe they were really scared, and the few people did not look up in a conditioned reflex like normal people.

It can be seen from their stiff necks that they do not want to look up, but they do not dare.

Drop-dip-dip-dip-

Transparent liquid dripped from the top of their heads, dripping on their foreheads, shoulders or backs of their hands as if they were to meet the situation.

Everyone shows fear in different ways. Some people’s first reaction is to escape, some are angry, some are crying, and some are weak.

I was counting on them to escape, but I was left to return the same way and successfully got rid of two waves of people.

But what they feared was that their legs were weak and their legs were shaking like they were jumping into social rumors.

"Ah—" The shout was not from eight men, but from a sharp female voice.

This time they wanted to not look up and escape from reality, so they raised their necks and looked up.

I saw a woman rushing upside down from top to bottom, and her face was clearly Boss Lu's.

Boss Lu's eyes were irrational, like a crazy beast, and the liquid that had just dripped was her saliva.

She must have been in a state of disorganization in this way, so she came down and hugged the subordinate closest to her and bit the other person's neck.

Others screamed and avoided, some sat on the ground, and some fled to the distance.
Chapter completed!