Chapter 351 Specializes in cheating his nephew, Wu Sansheng
“Innocent, our Uncle Ming is really nothing, he is worse than my old man.”
“It’s okay for him to eat meat, even soup. Aren’t you going to give us something to drink? Damn it, such a big coffin, my face is cleaner than Fatty’s!”
On the stone platform, Fatty looked at the empty coffin, was silent for a long time, and clicked He complained to Wu Xie over the last cigarette.
Not long after Hu Ming and his brother left, Fatty Wu Xie led Aning’s people to follow the whereabouts of Hu Ming and his brother.
Panzi, on the other hand, stayed above to take care of Wu Sansheng, who was "severely injured and unconscious".
As far as the eye can see, there is a mess.
The huge bronze door on the cracked cliff.
On the ground, Chen Pi's headless corpse was seen, next to his head with ferocious eyes.
On the stone platform, there are nine huge hundred-legged dragons that are beyond recognition, twelve-handed corpses that were nailed to the stone platform, and an empty white stone coffin.
All of this, if you think about it, has something to do with the disappearance of Hu Ming and his brother.
I don’t care why Chen Pi died here.
Exactly
Where are the funerary objects in the coffin?
This is what Fatty cares about most.
"Come on, damn fat man, since when did my Uncle Ming become the kind of person who is greedy for money?"
"Besides, where did Uncle Ming and my little brother go? Even his precious sword is left here. Damn it, aren’t they in any danger?”
“Is there something terrible in that giant bronze door?”
Wu Xie rolled his eyes helplessly. , looking at the sword nailed to the head of the Twelve Hands corpse, feeling faintly worried.
He knows that so-called martial arts practitioners take great care of their weapons, regardless of whether the person is there or not, but there is no reason to abandon the weapon easily.
What Wu Xie didn't know was that the things Hu Ming embodied would last forever unless the owner intentionally erased them or the owner died.
For example, the ancient city deep in the Kunlun Glacier, two thousand years later, is still standing deep in the glacier, waiting for future generations to discover its secrets.
Hearing this, the fat man was also a little silent. The weapons were left here but the people were missing. It is indeed easy for people to think of some bad thoughts.
The joke just made was intended to change the topic.
I just received the seriously injured third uncle. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that something might have happened to Uncle Ming. The fat man was inevitably a little worried.
"Don't worry, Uncle Ming has great magical powers, and together with my little brother, the combination of these two people is simply invincible. Is there any danger in the world that is difficult for them to defeat?"
"Let's just do it. Stop guessing here. Maybe the two of them have encountered some urgent matter and are in a hurry to leave?"
"Let me tell you, instead of worrying here, we might as well put away Hu Ming's knife. Find him later and return it to him!"
The fat man sighed, looked back at Abao, who had an ugly face, and turned his attention to the dragon-marked curling cloud knife.
This thing must not be taken away by people like Aning, otherwise they will be beaten to death by several elders in the family when they go back.
With that said, the fat man walked up to the twelve-hand corpse, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and pulled it out with all his strength.
"What the hell!? Innocent, what kind of god is our Uncle Ming? Fatty!" I used all my strength to suck my breasts, but I can’t even pull out his knife?”
The fat man was immediately shocked. The knife was as if it had been welded to the stone platform. Even if he tried his best, he wouldn't move an inch.
“I asked you to go to the club less often to find young ladies, but you didn’t listen. Do you regret it now? Look at what you’ve become. You’ve gained so much weight that you can’t even pick up a knife! ”
Wu Xie glanced at the fat man with disgust, it’s just a knife, what’s the big deal?
"I'm going to fuck your unlucky third uncle. Don't slander me. Fatty, I'm in good health! Hu Ming's knife is definitely weird! If you don't believe it, come here and try it!"
The fat man's face is green. A man's dignity cannot be challenged!
"Just try it!"
Wu Xie came to the body, held the handle of the knife, and pulled it out hard.
Fat Man Ignoring Wu Xie's jokes, he and Wu Xie held the handle of the knife together and pulled it out hard again.
The two of them immediately looked at each other. Damn, how heavy is this knife?
Although the blade of the knife penetrated deeply into the stone platform and increased the resistance, neither of them could pull it out. Isn't this too exaggerated?
"Well, I'm afraid my Uncle Ming is really some kind of immortal descended to earth, right? I heard Uncle Ming say that his sword is about the same weight as my little brother's black gold ancient sword! But this..." At this time, Wu Xie thought I'm really confused, completely confused!
Although the weapons of those fierce generals in ancient times weighed fifty or sixty kilograms, which sounds exaggerated, the measurement units at that time were far different from today!
For example, one pound in the Three Kingdoms period is equivalent to 222.72 grams today. In short, one pound in modern society is more than two pounds in the past.
For example, Guan Gong's Qinglong Yanyue Sword weighed eighty-two kilograms, but converted into modern kilograms, it was about thirty-six kilograms.
Although it is amazing, it is far behind compared to the eighty-two pounds.
But Wu Xie and Fatty estimated that Hu Ming’s sword would not be able to stop it even if it weighs a hundred pounds!
“This, my uncle and my brother are stronger than Mr. Guan. Is it fierce?”
"There is no other way. The two of us can't take this knife away. I'm afraid we need help from Aning's people."
Wu Xie sighed helplessly and began to ask for help.
A quarter of an hour later.
“...Mr. Wu, is your friend a messenger of God?”
“Oh my god! This knife weighs at least two hundred kilograms! Is this really a weapon that humans can use?”
The two big white men struggled to carry the sword and exclaimed in disbelief.
These people under An Ning are not ordinary people. They are all well-trained and muscular, but this knife requires two people to work together to lift it!
They really can't think of it. Come on, what kind of physical fitness is required to wield this knife freely?
Is the person using this knife really a human being?
“.”
"To tell you the truth, we know two people who can use a sword of this weight freely!"
Fat Man and Wu Xie looked at each other and said vaguely proudly.
My friends are awesome, and they feel proud of them.
“Now is not the time to discuss how brave Hu Ming and Zhang Qiling are. Mr. Wu, please tell me where they are!?”
“The contents of this sarcophagus are very important to us. The boss is very important, no matter what, you cannot let them take you away!”
Aning came to Wu Xie and Fatty and said in a deep voice.
“No, even if you say so, we don’t know! It’s not like you don’t know about these two people.. Oh, forget, you really don’t know. These two people are missing professionals. Ah!”
“After they disappeared while playing, if they don’t want to show up on their own initiative, even if you kill us, we won’t know where they are!”
Wu Xie almost cried.
What's wrong with this? Are you cheating your nephew?
"Miss Aning, come and take a look, there is something wrong with this coffin! Judging from the traces in the coffin, there are only traces of a twelve-handed corpse, and nothing else exists!"
"In other words , Mr. Jiangnan and Mr. Zhang Qiling didn’t take anything from it at all. Apart from the corpse, there was nothing else in the coffin!”
“Although this is incredible, it is true!”< br>
At this moment, a professional under An Ning who was inspecting the coffins came to the rescue.
"You mean"
"Either the boss's information is incomplete, or the key parts of the information are false. There is nothing the boss wants here!"
The subordinate said solemnly.
"Damn it! That old fox Wu Sansheng! He deceived us again!"
Aning's face looked ugly, and he looked at Wu Xie with a somewhat unkind look.
Wu Xie: "."
Well, the third uncle is cheating on his nephew again, very good!
(End of this chapter)