As his gaze slowly fell on the Golden Benba Bottle, which seed to have fallen from its pedestal, he couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
The elegant and exquisite bottle now bore nurous sunken bullet impacts.
The originally smooth and flawless surface had beco uneven, like distressing scars on a beauty’s face.
Those few dazzling Five-Colored Gemstones once adorned it like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Now, they too had been struck by bullets, shattered into tiny fragnts, their brilliance dimd.
After this devastation, the Buddhist treasure had lost all its mysterious aura, no longer able to restore its forr opulence and grace.
Inside the dark secret room.
A row of security footage screens displayed static, with scattered white dots flickering continuously.
Only a few screens remained stable, continuously showing clear recordings captured by surveillance caras.
One of the screens appeared frozen, the image still and unmoving,
upon closer inspection, it was a real-ti scene from the underground vault.
Lu Shihua stared intently at a masked man on the screen, his mouth agape.
After being stunned for a while, he turned around, incredulously facing the Guard Captain standing behind him:
"Is this guy ntally ill? Where did you find him?"
Lu Tao was equally taken aback.
Sensing Lu Shihua’s anger, he hurriedly bowed low and apologized repeatedly:
"Second Elder, I sincerely apologize, this... I really don’t know."
As he spoke, sweat beads appeared on his forehead, cursing internally.
How could you bla for this?
With that thought, he couldn’t help but glance at the screen, secretly murmuring:
"Buddy, are you here to hunt treasure or destroy it?"
After successfully exiting the underground vault, they used their familiarity with the estate’s secret passages to make their way to the monitoring room.
They had intended to watch through the security screens how the treasure hunters, unable to resist temptation, would eventually be drained of life by the Golden Benba Bottle, leading to a complete annihilation.
Unexpectedly, among the group of seemingly greedy individuals, one such peculiar character erged.
His actions completely broke the conventional pattern, leaving people utterly perplexed.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
In the underground vault, the atmosphere was almost frozen.
Just then, soone could no longer suppress their inner anxiety and frustration and jumped out to loudly accuse Fang Cheng:
"If you don’t want the treasure, you can’t let us return empty-handed too!"
Everyone heard this and couldn’t help but nod in agreent.
All eyes were on the Golden Benba Bottle that had endured the baptism of gunfire.
At present, several parts of this treasure were damaged, and the originally mysterious and intricate patterns on the bottle surface had beco blurry.
This situation inevitably raised concerns, wondering whether it could still fulfill its purpose.
If the mysterious power contained within it was damaged or even dissipated.
Then wouldn’t all of their previous efforts be in vain?
Fang Cheng glanced coldly at that person, his eyes like sharp knives:
"Do you want to fight ?"
The man was tall and burly, reputed in the East Capital underworld.
However, at this mont, he felt like a bucket of icy water had been poured from head to toe under the gaze filled with murderous intent and couldn’t help but shiver.
A companion, seeing the situation worsening, quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear.
The man looked pale and hastily waved his hand:
"Brother, I didn’t an that, I just wanted you to explain whether there’s so hidden aning behind this, so as not to cause misunderstandings."
He chuckled dryly, looking around awkwardly: "Isn’t that right, everyone?"
He attempted to ease the tension.
Nail Head suddenly chuckled, breaking the deadlock, and spoke:
"Whether the bottle still works, pick it up and see for yourselves?"
This remark stunned everyone instantly, yes, that made sense.
So their eyes once again fell on the Golden Benba Bottle lying on the ground, riddled with bullet marks.
Each of them was eager to explore the truth.
But rembering the horrific scene of it emitting gold light and devouring people earlier, they couldn’t help but feel afraid, as if their feet were nailed to the ground.
Everyone glanced at each other, hesitated in place, none daring to step up first.
Just then, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly ca from outside, sounding particularly abrupt in the silent yet tense underground vault.
It seed more treasure hunters had broken through the defense line and rushed in one after another.
"Hey!"
The leader was a burly man with a fleshy face. He stared at everyone standing idly and yelled with a discordant voice:
"What are you people doing? Where did the Golden Benba Bottle disappear to?"
Everyone looked at them, silently agreeing.
This deanor made the intruders feel increasingly uneasy.
"Boss, the Golden Benba Bottle seems to be lying on the ground."
A sharp-eyed subordinate pointed towards the stone platform and said softly.
"Huh?"
The burly man’s brows knitted into a knot as he walked forward.
Upon seeing the dirty and bullet-ridden Golden Benba Bottle on the ground clearly, his confusion deepened.
"What’s going on? What happened to this treasure?"
Soon, however, his eyes showed greed, a fierce expression appeared on his face.
"No matter if they’ve been cursed or are struck dumb, snatch it first! Once this treasure is in my hands, I guarantee prosperity for you all for a lifeti, no worries at all!"
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