Chapter 32: Gunshot in the Tomb!

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Inside the ancient tomb!

Zhou Cheng and the tall, thin man had already been knocked flat to the ground by that sweeping tail!

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through their backs against the pile of rubble.

Yet, with adrenaline surging through their veins, the two men had no time to dwell on the physical pain.

Their terrified gazes remained locked onto Terry, whose neck was gripped tightly in a pair of furry claws!

Terry possessed a muscular physique, having served in the military and trained in combat. Ordinary men could not get close to him, let alone three or five of them!

That was essentially why Third Master always brought him along when going out.

Yet now, Terry was completely defenseless before those furry arms!

His robust, six-foot frame was hoisted into the air by his throat, raw strength lifting him off the ground!

His legs kicked wildly into empty space.

Only, his struggles grew fainter and fainter!

Zhou Cheng was dumbstruck!

He had even forgotten how to think about what to do next!

It was precisely as Zhang Xuan had described: the fox corpse wore a bronze mask, with a massive azure tail swaying behind it.

Its height was even a head taller than the six-foot Terry!

Its broad shoulders, styled to resemble the shoulder pads of an ancient robe, radiated an oppression that made it difficult for him to breathe!

"Gulp..."

"It really is a fox corpse!"

Recovering his wits, he noticed his hands were empty and frantically looked around. "My phone..."

"Brother Xuan..."

"Where is my phone, Brother Xuan?"

Zhang Xuan's voice came from a crevice in the rocks: "How would I know where your phone is?"

"Check the stone gaps!"

He hurriedly rummaged through the debris until he finally managed to fish his phone out from a fissure.

From behind him came the panicked voice of the tall, thin man, "Great nephew, what on earth are you doing?"

Zhou Cheng held up the phone: "I found the phone!"

Who would have thought the tall, thin man's expression would twist into something ferocious as he fished a stick of dynamite straight out of his pack? "The damn fox has turned into a demon, and you're still looking for a phone!"

"Get the hell out of the way, I'm going to blow it to hell!"

Zhou Cheng's pupils constricted sharply as he lunged forward, tackling the tall, thin man to the ground.

The tall, thin man flew into a rage: "Have you lost your mind too?"

Zhou Cheng shook his head: "Uncle Tai is still up there!"

The tall, thin man froze, his dilated pupils returning somewhat to normal. He turned his head and glanced upward. "He's not there anymore."

Zhou Cheng: "Huh?"

As if suddenly realizing something, he snapped his head around, only to see Terry's suspended body no longer struggling.

His head hung limply against his shoulder.

He appeared to have already stopped breathing...

"Uncle Tai..."

It felt as though he had been struck by lightning, his head buzzing intensely.

In just a matter of hours, Third Uncle was gone, and now Uncle Tai was gone too.

Of the three who had come together, only he remained now.

The tall, thin man shoved Zhou Cheng away. "You little bastard!"

"If we aren't ruthless, we're all going to die!"

"I was trying to save you, you fool!"

With that, he pulled the fuse of the dynamite, raised his hand, and hurled it toward the fox corpse.

"Crack!"

The sound of a gunshot rang out!

The stick of dynamite was instantly sent flying more than ten meters away by a direct hit!

Zhou Cheng trembled all over!

Before he could recover his senses, another gunshot echoed through the air!

The bronze mask shattered instantly in a burst of fragments!

Revealing a furry face!

In the duty room!

Lin悦, who had been gnawing on a chicken foot, abruptly leaped to his feet!

His eyes widened to the size of brass bells!

"There are guns!"

"Judging by the sound, it's a Glock!"

"Foreign merchandise!"

The three men who had been eating barbecue grew tense as well!

Especially Fang Youcai, whose face was flushed crimson; his expression looked as though he had just seen a ghost. "Could foreign tomb raiders have broken in?"

He blinked, swaying as he stood up. "That's not right!"

"Director Yang said the local security personnel have already sealed off the target area!"

"How could anyone still get in?"

Lin Yue's face was dark. "One bullet hit the dynamite stick!"

"Another bullet grazed right past the tomb raider's head to shatter the bronze mask!"

"This person's marksmanship has definitely undergone professional training!"

"And they aren't using domestic pistols either—perhaps foreign personnel really did sneak in!"

Fang Youcai's alcohol buzz had not yet worn off, leaving his head somewhat muzzy. Now, with foreign personnel added to the mix, his brain nearly crashed!

He grabbed a bottle of mineral water, poured it over his face, and rubbed hard twice before he finally felt a little better. "My goodness..."

"Will this never-ending nightmare ever stop?"

Beside him, little Lü stared off with a hazy gaze, raising his liquor bottle and muttering, "Foreign special forces battle our domestic zombies~"

"Fascinating~"

"Fascinating~"

"Thud!"

Lin Yue shoved little Lü's head down onto the table, fixing a razor-sharp gaze on Fang Youcai. "Two possibilities!"

"One: the security personnel arranged by Director Yang failed to locate the true area of the Warring States ancient tomb!"

"Two: they did find it and successfully sealed it off, but the terrain of the quarantined zone is complex, leaving blind spots!"

"Even so!"

"By normal logic, foreign tomb raiders would never dare to enter an ancient tomb at a time like this!"

"Because even if they got in, there is no way they could safely escape the cordoned zone!"

"International tomb raiders cannot be that brainless!"

"Unless they want to die inside."

"Furthermore—"

"Most importantly, this person fired two shots, yet those two shots didn't seem intended to kill the fox corpse!"

"Instead, they were meant to save someone!"

"I suspect that this person..."

Fang Youcai narrowed his eyes as well. "You mean..."

Lin Yue nodded. "Yes!"

"But that's impossible, isn't it?"

Fang Youcai was equally baffled. A moment later, he frantically picked up the phone: "No, I have to notify Director Yang immediately!"

"If they really got the location wrong, we're in deep trouble!"

"What?"

"Got it wrong?"

"No way, right?"

"The area has already been cordoned off; nobody could possibly get in."

"Fine, I'll call and check!"

Yang Yuming hung up the phone and strained for a long while, yet still failed to produce more than a few drops.

"Damn it!"

"My work is backed up, my prostate is backed up—is a guy even allowed to live?"

"Flush—"

He pressed the flush button and walked back to his office along the corridor.

Half an hour ago, he had received word that the local security deployment was complete.

Dozens of police cruisers, hundreds of armed military police, and drone surveillance!

With a deployment like that, even a stray dog would get caught and roasted for barbecue if it wandered in.

Let alone some foreign tomb-robbing syndicate!

Still, since the report came from Captain Fang, he needed to ask for clarification.

The livestream on his computer was still playing.

On the screen, the sturdy tomb raider lay upon the pile of stones, while a figure as tall as an NBA athlete stood over him.

Only, that figure possessed a furry face.

Its eyes were azure.

And behind it trailed a massive tail!

"What the hell?"

"What is that thing?"

He was utterly dumbfounded!

He had only stepped away for half an hour; how did a monstrosity like this crawl out?

"Hello, Director Yang."

"This is Lu Jian!"

"Anything the matter?"

Yang Yuming snapped back to reality, his tone hurried: "Have you found the entrance to the ancient tomb?"

Lu Jian replied: "We are currently searching!"

"We expect results within three hours!"

Yang Yuming let out a breath of relief: "Good!"

"Let me tell you, once you find the entrance, do not rush in blindly!"

Lu Jian asked: "Why?"

"What if the tomb raiders escape?"

Yang Yuming grew somewhat anxious: "Escape, my foot!"

"You'll be lucky if you don't die in there!"

"There are monsters inside!"

Lu Jian: "Ah?"

"There are monsters too?"