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Wang Zhiming asked: "Is there another way?"
"Give up." Meng Zitao shrugged.
Wang Zhiming was speechless for a while. He said this but didn¡¯t say it. It¡¯s already this time, can he still give up?
He didn¡¯t know that these words were not just said by Meng Zitao casually, but were based on Meng Zitao¡¯s sixth sense.
Meng Zitao said: "Now it depends on your choice, whether to let people go up again, or to cut off the chains directly."
Of course, Wang Zhiming still wanted people to go up and have a look. However, when he looked at his men, the other men directly looked elsewhere.
Wang Zhiming¡¯s men are not fools. Since they know that they are likely to die if they go up, how can they still go up! No matter how much money Wang Zhiming gave me, it would be of no use if I had to die to enjoy it.
Wang Zhiming thought for a moment and could only reluctantly make the decision to cut off the chain.
However, when Wang Zhiming¡¯s men slashed the chain with the steel knife they brought, there was just a "ding" sound and some sparks appeared on the chain. The chain was still the same, but there was an extra hole in the steel knife.
This result made everyone look at each other. Wang Zhiming ordered his men to continue cutting, but in the end the result was the same. Using a gun later, the effect was not much better.
Wang Zhiming was surprised and distressed. When he was thinking about what else to do, he suddenly noticed the calm Meng Zitao next to him.
"Director Meng, if you have a way, please come up with it. Now we can all lose, right?"
¡°In this case, do we need to change the distribution ratio?¡± Meng Zitao smiled slightly.
Wang Zhiming looked at Meng Zitao's smile and really wanted to punch him, but the situation was stronger than his own. If he didn't agree, what else could he do?
Having sacrificed some interests, Wang Zhiming sneered in his heart: "Huh! There will always be a time to settle the accounts!"
Meng Zitao took out the Cicada Wing Sword, and everyone was surprised to find that a soft sword in Meng Zitao's hand did not move at all. With a "dang" sound, the chain that Meng Zitao had struck was broken, and then The jade coffin also sank.
Wang Zhiming subconsciously took a step forward. At that moment, he still refused to let go of Mo Longyu and wanted to pick it up with his hands.
Meng Zitao glanced at him and thought it was funny. Then he walked to the opposite corner of the jade coffin and cut off the second chain. Since the two opposite chains were still intact, the sarcophagus was still balanced.
Meng Zitao looked at Wang Zhiming, who looked a little nervous: "Continue?"
Wang Zhiming hesitated for a moment and said to Meng Zitao: "Can you try to support me later?"
"Do you think I can help you?" Meng Zitao asked.
"I trust you."
¡°Then what¡¯s in it for me?¡±
Wang Zhiming became a little angry: "As a person, you must know how to be satisfied, otherwise you will die of greed sooner or later."
Meng Zitao sneered and said: "I only know that the more work you do, the more you will get. Excuse me, besides watching, what else can you do?"
"What do you think I have on me?" Wang Zhiming opened his coat, revealing the bomb tied to his body: "Director Meng, you don't think this is a normal transaction, do you? Or you think you can run away, but where is your friend? "
¡°You are very well prepared.¡±
Meng Zitao smiled, and then prepared to cut off the chain.
Wang Zhiming quickly asked his men to hold it beside the jade coffin. When Meng Zitao cut off the chain with his sword, he saw Wang Zhiming's men's expressions changed and they hurriedly withdrew their hands. One side of the jade coffin hit the stone platform with a "bang".
"Have you eaten?" Wang Jiming opened his eyebrows angrily, and hurriedly ran to the jade coffin to check, only to find that the jade coffin was intact. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to curse.
Wang Zhiming¡¯s men felt aggrieved, but it wasn¡¯t like he didn¡¯t try his best. It was just that this thing was too heavy. Even five or six people, not to mention two or three people, might not be able to lift it.
On the other side, Meng Zitao frowned. The moment the jade coffin fell to the stone platform, he seemed to hear a woman's roar, and then he felt flustered and uncomfortable.
But if you listen carefully, it seems that the roar did not come from the sarcophagus, and judging from the looks of others, they probably didn't hear it.
With no result, Meng Zitao put the matter aside and then cut off the last chain. However, this time he did not let the jade coffin fall directly to the ground, but held it up.
Meng Zitao felt his hand feel heavy. The jade coffin felt to him as weighing a ton. This weight made him feel a little incredible. Could it be that it wasn't hollowed out inside?
And??He put the jade coffin on the ground, but this time there was no roar like before.
The supernatural phenomena made Meng Zitao a little confused. Could it be that the roar just now was actually a warning and came from inside the coffin? That would be a bit scary.
Next, everyone was preparing to open the coffin. Wang Zhiming urged Meng Zitao to put the scepter into the hand of the statue on the coffin lid.
The scepter is placed just right, indicating that the two are indeed one. However, after the scepter is placed, it has no effect.
"How come it has no effect?" Wang Zhiming couldn't figure it out. He pushed the coffin lid, but there was no reaction at all: "Come here and help me!"
"Wang Zhiming's men joined in to no avail. No matter what method they took, they just couldn't open the jade coffin.
"It's really strange. Why can't it be opened? It's not stuck." Wang Zhiming said with a frown.
Meng Zitao said: "I think you should be more careful. If there is a mechanism inside, you will definitely have problems if you are so forceful."
"What good idea do you have?" Wang Zhiming asked.
"Don't you think for yourself?" Meng Zitao asked.
"If I can think of it, can I still ask you?"
Wang Zhiming sneered. Seeing Meng Zitao only looking at the statue on the coffin lid, he had no choice but to search for possible mechanisms.
After a while, Meng Zitao pointed to a groove under his right hand: "Do you see this?"
"Is there any problem?" Wang Zhiming asked.
"Don't you know how to use your brain?"
Meng Zitao smiled, and then he pressed the scepter down again. Wang Zhiming suddenly realized that the width of the groove was clearly equivalent to the width of the scepter handle.
Then, everyone saw Meng Zitao pull the scepter like a rocker. With a "click" sound, the statue's right hand turned, and the bottom of the scepter handle was inserted into the groove. Meng Zitao pressed it down again, and "Click" sounded inside the jade coffin. "Click, click, click" sound.
"It's done!" Wang Zhiming was very excited, and looked at Meng Zitao again, with a little more admiration in his eyes.
Everyone then took a few steps back and saw that the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body began to widen.
Meng Zitao suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly took a few steps back. He saw an unknown red liquid flowing out of the sarcophagus, causing everyone to panic.
Meng Zitao hurriedly took out a gas mask from his bag, put it on, and retreated to the steps. Wang Zhiming kept paying attention to Meng Zitao and immediately followed suit when he saw it.
Poor Schmidt, everything he had on him was taken away by Wang Zhiming. If he wanted a gas mask, he could only ask Wang Zhiming and his men for it. But at this time, no one had the intention to care about him, so he ran down the steps again, but not for a long time. He suddenly fell to the ground, twitching non-stop, and soon died of bleeding from all his orifices.
"What kind of poison is this? Is it so toxic?!" Seeing Schmidt's miserable death state, Wang Zhiming, who was a little dizzy, was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't been paying attention to Meng Zitao, he would probably have died by now. It¡¯s time to follow suit.
"Director Meng, what do you think of this?"
Meng Zitao spread his hands: "I don't know much about this place, how can I know what's going on here."
"You said you didn't know?" Wang Zhiming gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't know, why do you put on a gas mask!"
Meng Zitao put on a puzzled look: "I'm afraid of death, so I can't even put on a gas mask?"
"Then why didn't you tell us?" Wang Zhiming asked.
Meng Zitao laughed: "What do you think?"
"Okay, you're awesome!" Wang Zhiming laughed angrily, nodded to Meng Zitao, held back his anger, and returned his gaze to the jade coffin.
Looking at the circle of red liquid in the jade coffin, he had a headache. Schmidt was probably poisoned to death by the smell of this liquid, so he did not dare to touch the red liquid at all. But if you don¡¯t touch it, how can you open the jade coffin and get the treasure inside?
If it were a normal place, he could still wash it with water, but here, he didn't find any water.
"etc¡¡"
Wang Zhiming looked at Meng Zitao. Meng Zitao was now wet. He said he entered the palace through the pool. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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