The surveillance equipnt was sabotaged so much all at once, leaving us blind.
It’s undeniable that among these Treasure Hunters, there are indeed so highly skilled individuals who have repeatedly disrupted the original plan’s rhythm.
Fortunately, he had anticipated this, and even if there were problems in certain stages, there was an ergency plan in place.
Lu Shihua’s eyes narrowed, his gaze penetrating through the screen to fall on the bald man wearing the Evil Ghost mask.
Could it be... that this guy is an expert from the Black Sect?
Yet, how could he withstand the temptation of the Golden Benba Bottle and still shoot so unscrupulously?
After all, this item was a Holy Object that their Black Sect revered and held in the utmost esteem!
If it were damaged, the consequences would be dire. How could he act so recklessly?
Lu Shihua pondered in ditation, unable to comprehend.
anwhile, in the underground vault, the battle had reached a fever pitch.
The shouts and cries echoed, causing a buzzing pain in everyone’s eardrums.
"Bastard!"
A roar rang out like a thunderclap.
A burly man suddenly exerted his strength, like a Wild Bull, forcefully knocking several people surrounding him away.
In the chaos, this burly man had just grabbed the Golden Benba Bottle, hurriedly wrapping it in his clothes and clutching it to his chest as if it were his lifeline.
"Big brother, you go quickly, I’ll cover you!"
Another equally burly figure, like an iron tower, quickly blocked in front, swinging a massive fist at those approaching.
The fist carried a howling wind, each swing accompanied by the crack of breaking bones and the screams of enemies.
After an intense struggle, the Golden Benba Bottle inexplicably ended up in the hands of the Black River Heroes.
These two brothers, nad Xiong Ba and Xiong Wei, relied on their natural strength, charging through the crowd like no one could stop them.
And as twins, they shared an unspoken understanding, coordinating perfectly.
At this mont, one was responsible for seizing the Treasure, rushing out with no regard for anything else.
The other stayed behind, blocking the tide of pursuers to cover for the brother.
Xiong Ba unleashed his signature skill, "Wild Bull Strength," carving a bloody path through the crowd.
He sprinted smoothly to the vault’s entrance, only to find Nail Head standing in front, blocking his way.
Xiong Ba, anxious and distressed, tensed his muscles and loudly cursed:
"A good dog doesn’t block the road!"
Nail Head stood there lazily, glancing at him.
Then he slowly stepped aside, seemingly intimidated by Xiong Ba’s imposing manner, unwilling to fight him.
Xiong Ba saw this, rejoiced inwardly, and quickened his pace.
He just wanted to leave this place quickly, using the underground passage to return to the surface.
Then he would rush out of the manor, get into the car prepared long ago, and drive away with the Treasure, living freely ever after...
He envisioned it beautifully, but hadn’t run far when he heard a "whoosh."
A sharp whistling sound ca from behind, as if sothing was shooting toward him.
Suddenly, a chain wrapped around Xiong Ba’s neck like a venomous snake.
Xiong Ba’s eyes widened in terror, his hands instinctively reaching to pull the chain.
However, the chain felt sticky to the touch, made of unknown material, and covered with barbs.
He couldn’t muster any strength, instead feeling a sharp pain from the barbs.
The chain tightened, turning Xiong Ba’s face blue and eyes protruding, his tongue uncontrollably sticking out, while "cluck cluck" sounds of despair escaped from his throat.
Soon, his legs gave way, and he fell heavily to the ground, twitching a few tis before becoming motionless, completely dead.
"Big brother!"
Xiong Wei scread in anguish and rage, seeming ready to charge forward.
But as he took a step, Nail Head’s snake-like gaze stopped him.
Nail Head glanced at Xiong Ba’s corpse, showing no pity, instead wearing a trace of satisfaction, like a bloodthirsty demon savoring the sweetness of blood.
He casually used the chain to scoop up the Golden Benba Bottle, flipping it back to the pursuing crowd.
His nonchalant gesture seed to say:
Go on, keep fighting. I haven’t seen enough yet.
The Golden Benba Bottle rolled a few tis on the ground, drawing back everyone’s attention.
In an instant, it sparked a new wave of frenzy.
The people montarily stunned pursued again, eyes filled with greed, eagerly shoving each other to reach the golden bottle.
Not far off, the Professor furrowed his brow, watching everything with cold clarity.
anwhile, he silently communicated with Li Dingjian:
"That guy with nails in his head’s behavior is odd, our next target should be soone more agile."
"Professor, should we try the back door, to bypass this troubleso guy?"
Li Dingjian’s voice followed in his mind, suggesting an alternative.
The Professor raised his gaze accordingly, looking toward the direction where the robed figures had previously retreated.
After a brief consideration, he promptly agreed to check the situation first.
Without revealing their intentions, they circumvented the crowd, heading to the back of the stone platform in front of the tightly shut iron door.
With the Professor’s ability enhancing him, Li Dingjian easily cracked the lock and opened the door.
Inside was a similarly winding, dark, and damp underground passage.
Judging by its direction, it seed to lead to the manor’s interior surface.
They exchanged a glance, nodding slightly, and made up their minds imdiately.
Actually, the reason the Black River Heroes could easily seize the Golden Benba Bottle and break through the encirclent.
The Professor’s contribution to this was not insignificant either.
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