Chapter 1145: I can let you live! But the things in the coffin must be given to me!

From his tone, it didn't seem like he was joking, and Wang Kaixuan never cared about these things.

He couldn't tolerate anyone threatening him.

Ever since entering the Jingjue Ancient City, Wang Kaixuan hadn't cared about his own life. And when he saw these foreigners earlier, the mindset Wang Kaixuan held was to find an opportunity to kill them completely.

He absolutely wouldn't allow these people to be so wanton and reckless on his own territory, or rather, on the territory of his ancestors.

He suddenly thought of the things in 1840.

Everything that happened came from these foreigners.

So Wang Kaixuan had no good feelings for these foreigners at all; even if he met them normally, he wouldn't give the other side a good look.

Let alone under these circumstances, Wang Kaixuan wouldn't indulge them even more!

He still didn't put down his gun, but the foreigner who was the leader smiled coldly and didn't care about Wang Kaixuan. He walked directly to Yang Lu.

Within a range of four or five meters from Yang Lu, this foreigner stopped.

He nodded slightly, seemingly having received some news earlier that he absolutely must not get too close to Yang Lu.

Otherwise, this Leader of the Mountain-Moving Sect might use some fierce means to twist his neck.

If the foreigner encountered at the Hive earlier was still in a state of madness, Yang Lu hadn't taken him seriously.

And at this moment, although Yang Lu didn't care about the other side either, he was realistically conscious and not in a state of madness.

At this moment, the foreigner said indifferently: "Hello, Miss Yang. Let me introduce myself; my name is Jack."

"Who you are has no meaning to me." Yang Lu's tone carried coldness and disdain.

Usually, Yang Lu spoke very politely; she never had the airs of a leader, let alone the airs of the Leader of the Mountain-Moving Sect.

However, for these people, Yang Lu would never have a good look!

In some aspects, her thoughts were the same as Wang Kaixuan's.

Even if these people didn't obstruct her plan, or didn't intervene in the middle—

—Yang Lu had no good feelings for these people either.

Under these circumstances, Yang Lu wouldn't speak politely to them even more.

Even if a dozen rifles were pointed at her.

Moreover, it was in a state of live broadcast, with hundreds of millions of people watching!

Even if Yang Lu died here today, she told herself to die with backbone; she absolutely couldn't bow to these foreigners.

In the current situation, Yang Lu couldn't blame anyone. Actually, the overall combat power in the Second Archaeological Team was just like this, but Yang Lu still glanced at Shen Qiong.

Three people were left there just now, and Shen Qiong stood there; she absolutely had the corresponding ability.

If Shen Qiong had moved at that time, it absolutely wouldn't be the current scene.

Perhaps these foreigners wouldn't have rushed over so smoothly.

She believed Shen Qiong definitely had the ability to distinguish positions by sound. Even if Shen Qiong hadn't shown such a skill before, Yang Lu's instinct was just like that, and she had that strong premonition in her heart.

Because she knew that for anyone to have such fast movement, it wasn't just relying on instinctive consciousness.

It must rely on hearing. When they were in the prison cell above the Gumo Prince's tomb, in the gap where the stone slab mechanism was rotating, Shen Qiong's speed was indeed fast.

But to complete such a prediction, it required extremely good hearing.

And it was precisely because she had such good hearing that she hadn't done anything at that moment just now.

Now Yang Lu was a bit worried about Shen Qiong, but for her, all this was a matter for later.

Dealing with the current situation first was the most important thing.

Right now, Shen Qiong was still standing there quietly. Even if this might expose her, Shen Qiong hadn't received any news and didn't know what to do at this moment.

If the message from the people above Shen Qiong was to cooperate with this operation—

—then she would definitely act now without any hesitation. After all, she had to obey the orders from above, even if it meant exposing herself.

But now this kind of thing was ambiguous. Although Shen Qiong had that premonition that these people might really be sent by the people above, she didn't dare to be very firm.

Since that was the case, then "meet changes with constancy." This was what Shen Qiong was thinking in her heart at this moment.

Only Yang Lu had developed such suspicion.

Zhang Lin at the Crescent Hotel didn't need to suspect anything, because he knew Shen Qiong's identity.

Conversely, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan didn't show any signs of suspicion. At this moment, Jack waved his hand and said immediately: "Miss Yang, don't have such great hostility toward us."

"Actually, it's nothing more than each taking what they need. How about this? The advantages and disadvantages are very obvious now. Let me tell you this: I can let you live, but there are conditions."

Yang Lu chuckled and said: "The condition is that you take away everything in the coffin, right?"

Jack took a deep breath, shook his head, and said: "Not everything. Things like corpses, including the masks you see, and those burial objects are all for your officials."

"Or rather, for your Second Archaeological Team; they have nothing to do with us. We only want one thing."

Yang Lu raised an eyebrow. Actually, she could think of such a result.

That thing was the most critical, and it was also very important for their path later. And right now, at least two of them were cursed.

That was Young Master Zhao and Wang Kaixuan.

Although they themselves didn't feel anything, Yang Lu knew very well that this kind of curse was just like that.

Everything was formed imperceptibly; this was also one of the means of the Queen of Jingjue. If Zhang Lin hadn't told them earlier that these people would only carry that curse—

—mysteriously having an eyeball pattern appear on their backs, and then returning to the west at the age of forty or fifty.

Now that they had Zhang Lin giving them corresponding instructions, these people also knew very clearly that they had already been cursed.

But Wang Kaixuan's eyes were still in a state of confusion. If the situation on the field hadn't taken a sharp turn for the worse, and these foreigners hadn't suddenly pointed their guns at them—

—Wang Kaixuan would definitely have brought up this question.

That was what kind of curse they had been hit with, and in what form.

After all, he didn't feel any abnormality in himself now.

Including whether Hu Bayi and Shen Qiong had been affected, this was also what Wang Kaixuan was concerned about.

Jack still maintained a smile after hearing Yang Lu's question.

"Miss Yang, are you really not knowing, or are you playing dumb with me? I think Mr. Zhang at the Crescent Hotel should have told you what to look for earlier."

"You mean you want the Muchen Bead?"

Jack nodded without hesitation and then said: "The Muchen Bead is fine, but the corresponding clues are also fine. My boss told me that the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue doesn't necessarily have the Muchen Bead!"

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