I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 167 Preparation
"My grandfather's generation changed careers and started the antique business. I grew up in the antique street and heard many stories from the elders." Although Zhao Jun was very tired, he still smiled on his face: "Seeing the university After graduating, I will take over the family business, so I took advantage of the time to gain experience, so I didn’t plan to do this.”

Sure enough, he is a young man, and he thinks about it as soon as he thinks about it.Mei Qian asked again: "Then how did you get in touch with them." Saying that, she tapped the bald Qiang in front of her with her chin.

"It was Fa Xiao who knew them and introduced me." Zhao Jun replied.

Mei Qian looked at Zhao Jun's clothes again, as well as the string of agate bracelets that leaked out when wiping off his sweat. The bracelets looked like expensive luxury items that she wore all over her body since she was in school.

Little tomb robbers like Bald Qiang directly call him Young Master Brother. Presumably the Zhao family is not simple in the antique business, and Mr. Zhao is an only seedling, so it is too easy to take advantage of.

Thinking of what he overheard last night, Zhao Jun might be the same as himself, being targeted by that boss.

Mei Qian looked at each other unconsciously with pity.

This silly boy was probably cheated.

I also wanted to ask Jun Zhao about the details of joining the gang, but the bald-headed Qiang had already shouted, it turns out that the camping place has arrived.

Although Mei Qian didn't like the crooked melons and dates under Bald Qiang's men, she had to admit that these people were really quick at work.

They had a clear division of labor, and within a short time several tents were set up.

At the same time, someone used batteries to charge a lot of fish in the river, and the water in the pot was boiled early.

After a hasty meal, sleep soundly all night.

It is worth mentioning that Mei Qian and Lao Luo shared the same tent again.Obviously, this person was just staring at him.

In Mei Qian's inherent impression, tomb robbers have to choose to act in the middle of the night, isn't there a saying that if the cock crows and the lights go out, you can't touch gold?

But this group of people snored loudly all night, got up early the next day, ate something and set off.

According to what they said, they had to arrive at the place before noon.

Co-authored, this is actually a group of ruthless people fighting in broad daylight.

The last time we met, the entire army was wiped out, and the heads of the leaders were smashed by him. I don't know if this group of people will survive or not.

Mei Qian yawned, and unconsciously complained in her heart.

He resisted going on the road in the early morning. Although the air in the mountains was good, the dew was heavy, and it was not comfortable to touch his body.

Of course, for the two men who were carrying him to hear these words, he had to be thrown into the mud.

Yes, due to physical discomfort, Mei Qian is currently sitting on a soft sedan chair composed of a wheelchair and two bamboo poles.It has nothing to do with him to climb mountains and ditches, endure hardships and suffer hardships.

Now, compared with a certain master, he is only short of a white paper fan in his hand.

Not to mention, being carried and wobbling is quite comfortable.

When the sun was fully out, he actually fell into a deep sleep under the envious eyes of Bald Qiang and Zhao Jun, and the resentful eyes of the two "carriers".

However, as a martial artist, in this environment, he naturally couldn't really sleep deeply. When there was a slight vibration under his body, he opened his eyes.

"Yo! Mr. Mei is awake." Lao Luo looked at him with a smile: "I was thinking of waking you up."

Mei Qian looked around, the dense forests and mountains were no longer visible, and there were steep cliffs on both sides. They had entered a valley.

"What kind of tomb would be chosen here?" He couldn't help frowning.

"Mr. Mei is indeed an expert." After being slightly stunned, Lao Luo raised his thumb: "Indeed, this is unreasonable. If we hadn't accidentally discovered a map in an ancient book, we would not have been able to find it here."

Mei Qian didn't care about his praise, she glanced at him, and suddenly her eyes widened.

A clerk was constantly taking out glass bottles that were plugged with cloth strips and half of the liquid was still in them from his backpack, and handing them out one by one.

Except for Bald Qiang, Lao Luo, Mei Qian and Zhao Jun, there were two of them, and some even had bottles stuck in their waists.

"Mr. Mei, is that... a cocktail?" Zhao Jun leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Although Mei Qian has never been in contact with it, she has seen such extremely lethal things in games or movies.

"You guys are..." He didn't answer Zhao Jun's question, but turned to Lao Luo: "Could it be that the fight doesn't make money now, instead of blowing up graves?"

Of course he was joking, but they actually brought this kind of thing to the tomb. If one is bad, the cultural relics and tomb passages are really destroyed.

Lao Luo smiled wryly: "To be honest, our people came here before, almost wiped out the whole army, and the only survivor also went crazy, just kept calling bugs and bugs."

Zhao Jun beside him couldn't help exclaiming, Mei Qian continued to stare at Lao Luo, knowing that he hadn't finished talking, if it was just bugs, how convenient would it be to bring insecticide or a flamethrower?
Sure enough, Lao Luo sighed and continued: "I know this tomb is not easy. We came the second time with more people, and we also carried medicine powder and flamethrowers with us. Unfortunately, this group of people didn't even get a word out." " After a pause, he looked at Mei Qian and said with a smile, "That's why we asked Mr. Mei to take action this time."

Mei Qian remained silent.

When did someone in Mei become a firefighter in the world of tomb robbers?

Starting from You Xiude, to the old man Bai, and finally the group in front of them, they all suffered several setbacks, and they thought of themselves immediately after losing their troops.This is bound to be a little weird.

"Did you hear that?" Mei Qian turned her head and stared at Zhao Jun, whose face was a little pale: "Tomb robbery is not easy to do. How many unlucky people have you lost in just this one tomb?"

These words, like ridicule, are also warnings.

But it has come to this point, and I must go down and have a look.

But those guys also heard their conversation, but they didn't show anything unusual.

Obviously, this group of people had long been mentally prepared for the danger of this trip.

They just don't know whether they are blinded by money or they are used to this kind of life and death.

And as they talk, the guys are getting ready.

In addition to the necessities of tomb robbery, half of them actually carried a shotgun in their hands. No wonder everyone's backpack was so big.

There are also those with flamethrowers on their backs, some of which even Mei Qian doesn't know.

Mei Qian purposely watched everyone, but really didn't see that one was wearing a camera.

In the end, he set his sights on Bald Qiang. As the leader on the bright side, when his subordinates were preparing, he only lowered his head and studied a map in his hand. The backpack behind him had not been opened.

"Do you want to find an opportunity to destroy the bag first?" Mei Qian looked away calmly, seeing that the little milk dog Zhao Jun was obviously more nervous at this time, and couldn't help smiling: "Go in later, and you will follow me every step of the way." .”

People envy what they lack, and Mei Qian suddenly shows kindness, and the reason becomes complicated.

Maybe Mei Qian's name played a role, Zhao Jun's complexion looked a lot better, he let out a cry, and immediately stood behind him...

　It's my birthday today, and I'm one year older, so I drink and cry at night, and there will be no next chapter in the early morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)