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Chapter 110 The Confusion of Seal Characters

While that guy was struggling desperately, Han Lang suddenly felt something abnormal under his hand.

Ok?
Han Lang's eyes were fixed, and he pinched the guy's cheeks, preventing him from making a miserable cry.

But after pinching it, he felt that something was wrong. Although the guy was struggling, his breath gradually weakened, and his strength also weakened, as if he could bear the pain.

wrong!

Han Lang keenly captured the changes in the other person's body, and turned on the flashlight above his head, shining it on the person's mouth.

Under the beam of light, there was no abnormality in the mouth, and no strange smell.

But that guy's struggle is stopping, obviously a symptom of poisoning.

But the teeth in the beam of light were not damaged at all, and there were no crushed teeth.

what happened?

Feeling that the guy's breath is getting weaker and weaker, he has stopped twisting, his muscles are relaxing, he is breathing more, less intake, occasionally panting, and he is about to pause for a while, Han Lang let go of the guy puzzled cheeks.

How could it be possible to die...

Han Lang is very strange.

This kind of pain intensity is supposed to be no problem, but why did the other party die?

While pondering, the guy let out a long breath with a hiss, a foul smell spewed out, and his pupils spread rapidly.

Avoiding the stench in the air, Han Lang let go of the guy and stood up.

Just when I was about to move, I suddenly remembered that during the interrogation, the guy confessed very smoothly, whether it was true or not, at least he was in a state of answering all questions, but when he asked those people in the gas station, the situation changed, and it seemed special fear.

Quietly recalling, Han Lang slowly squatted down and looked at his hands.

The ring finger and little finger of the left hand were cut off at the same root, which caused the blood to flow slowly and could hardly be seen, but the traces on the fingers were still very clear.

Looking at his right hand again, there was also no trace of wearing a ring, so he couldn't help but wonder.

How is this guy different from the six people at the gas station?Those people all wore rings. Now, with the six rings included, he had eight identical rings and three rougher rings.

Moreover, the six people underground and the one found in the Iron Scorpion camp all had traces of wearing rings for a long time on their fingers, or in other words, wearing rings all year round.

But there is no such thing in front of me, which is wrong.

They're all in the same group, so why don't they have a ring?

Besides, silver rings are allowed here, not gold.

Thinking back on the whole process carefully again, Han Lang suddenly realized that this Ofar was not an important target, or in other words, not the core of the Iron Scorpion.

His skills are far worse than those at the gas station, the difference is not 01:30, he is better than ordinary people, but he is not as good as the elite in the army.

How could this be?
Han Lang suspiciously took out the man's clothes and pants, he didn't have time to rummage there, and only then would he have time to check.

There was nothing in this man's underwear, it was so clean.

It's not just a white glove on the platform, but a glove with a new look...

Han Lang silently dropped his underwear, turned on the headset and said, "Auntie, please come over here, Sapphire is on alert."

"clear."

The little girl turned back almost instantly, and continued to stare at the rangefinder without turning her head.

Aunt and Gui Shao walked quickly, and it took only a few seconds for more than [-] meters.

"died?"

The aunt looked at the guy on the ground and asked in amazement: "I didn't hear how it was tortured. I don't have a heart attack."

The young ghost is also very strange, ordinary people would not die like this, it only took a few minutes.

"It's hard to say, but the symptoms are not heart problems."

Han Lang shook his head and said, "This guy doesn't have a ring on him. I suspect he's not the core. I didn't ask much information."

As he said that, he signaled everyone to turn off the headsets, looked at the sapphire not far away, and whispered: "These people are looking for sapphire, and they have been looking for it for eight years, and there is only so much information."

"Find……"

The aunt looked at Sapphire with her back facing them in surprise, and didn't continue talking.

"Eight years..."

The little ghost also found it incredible.

It took eight years to find someone in a war-torn area. Why?And he can't speak, and he started looking for it when he was a child, which is intriguing.

Sapphire looks seventeen or eighteen, less than twenty years old. After eight years of searching, isn't it about ten years old, or eleven or twelve?

This is very strange.

What secrets can a child have on him?Besides, he can't speak.

"Sapphire must have seen these people before. Perhaps it was the previous guess that Sapphire suffered unforgettable injuries in her childhood, which led to her shooting when she saw these people." Han Lang whispered, without taking his eyes off the little girl, To prevent him from discovering the enemy's situation, the side behind the flick doesn't know yet.

"It seems that she..."

The aunt also understood, but she didn't know how to say it.

Young Master Gui didn't say anything, but he was full of doubts.

Han Lang withdrew his gaze, turned on the headset and said quickly: "Leave here first, find a quiet place to study again, the clue is broken, we will find a way to continue."

"it is good."

The aunt answered and picked up the backpack on the ground and stuffed it into their car.

"Sapphire, off guard, we're leaving."

Han Lang shouted, checked the corpse on the ground again, and after confirming that he was indeed not breathing, he pulled out his knife and cut his throat, standing there waiting for the little girl.

Sapphire moved quickly, came over with the camouflage cloth and M14, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and turned to look at Han Lang.

"Let's go."

Seeing that the little girl had no intention of venting her anger, Han Lang smiled.

Hearing the words, the little girl walked to the front of the car in a few steps, put the M14 in the back seat, stuffed things into it, and sat in the passenger driver with the rangefinder in her arms, without looking at the corpse.

Han Lang didn't care about the corpses and clothes on the ground anymore. There was nothing informative. It was estimated that either hyenas or vultures would clean it up tomorrow.

The two cars drove quietly in the desert with their lights on, and slowly disappeared.

Before dawn, I left the location of last night's goal of more than 100 and [-] kilometers, and found a safe place to camp. The aunt was on duty, and everyone fell into a deep sleep.

It was almost noon before Han Lang woke up.

At this time, Young Master Gui was on duty, and the little girl woke up, sitting under the simple awning propped up by the aunt, playing with the things seized last night.

Han Lang didn't pay attention to it last night, but put it away in a hurry. After taking a look at it, he found that the shapes are all strange, not the same type as Chinese ancient objects, and some are inlaid with gemstones, diamonds and the like, which look very exquisite.

After looking at it, he retracted his gaze, sat there pondering for a while, did not succeed Young Master Gui, took out a ring, drew out a knife and cut it slowly.

The sharp blade scraped off the coils one by one, and a flat surface slowly appeared on one side of the ring.

When the ball was cut off by one-third, there was still more than half of the snake's body, but nothing was found, it was solid.

Han Lang continued to cut without stopping.

But when I cut to more than halfway, I didn’t see any air bubbles in the center, even the size of a needle tip. It was a solid,

No secrets?

Han Lang held the half-remaining ring in his hand, frowning.

These people are all wearing this ring, it seems that there is no mechanism.

Putting down the half-cut ring, after pondering for a while, he got up and opened the car door, and took out the things he seized last night.

Knife, let’s not talk about whether to keep it or not, first check whether there is a back door, I didn’t check it last night, so I have to check it carefully no matter what.

He couldn't tell what kind of material the handle was wrapped around that black knife. The scabbard was not made of nylon, it should be stitched with some kind of leather, and there was nothing special about the blade.

The knife with a bit of a Tang knife taste, except for a pattern on the guard, can't see anything special.

Putting down the knife casually, picked up the belt more than ten centimeters wide, pulled out an awl-like thing, picked it up and looked carefully.

This must be a hidden weapon, but Han Lang saw it for the first time.

He knows how to point throwing knives, at least not at the level of throwing knives, and the handle of the knives rushes forward, but it's limited to this, and he doesn't touch many hidden weapons.

This awl-like thing is straight and tapered downward, and the four grooves don't disappear until about one centimeter from the tip.

At the back, there is a flower-like tail, exactly four petals, and there are grooves between the petals.

I held it upside down in my hand, a little heavy, not big.

I can't tell what material it is made of, and I wonder why it is one piece, so it sinks, wouldn't it be a somersault when thrown out?

But turned around, he found that his guess was wrong, the second half was actually lighter, the difference was very small, but he could feel it.

There are 24 pieces in a circle in the entire interlayer. Looking at the traces on them, it has been used for a long time.

Not seeing anything special, Han Lang took out all the awls, threw them on the blanket, and studied the belt carefully.

I took it away at the time, but I didn’t have time to check it out, so as to avoid having any information here.

Among the dead people was the face of an islander. This is probably a hidden weapon of the islander. Although it is not a cross sword or the like, there are many types of hidden weapons. Do islanders only know one kind?

Just thinking about whether to cut it open to check inside, the sleeping aunt next to her opened her eyes and sat up.

"Why don't you sleep?"

After Han Lang asked, he was about to cut open the belt interlayer with a knife.

"too hot."

As she spoke, the aunt grabbed the kettle and took two sips, exhaled, and her eyes fell on Han Lang's hand.

"what is that?"

The aunt put down the kettle and asked.

"A belt with hidden weapons."

Han Lang stopped the knife, saw the aunt staring at it, and handed it back.

"This is……"

The aunt took it over and looked at it, looked at the pile of awls suspiciously, her eyes lit up, and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"I took it back from the underground last night. I don't have time to check the mezzanine."

Han Lang said something and put down the knife.

"It really is."

The aunt picked up an awl and looked at it carefully, and said in disbelief: "I didn't expect to see it here."

"what is this?"

Han Lang asked a question.

"This is the Plum Blossom Breaking Wind Cone."

The aunt looked at it over and over again, and said: "I was learning martial arts on the mountain when I was young. My master explained this kind of hidden weapon, but it was lost, and I didn't see the real thing."

"Why is it lost?"

Han Lang asked curiously.

"I heard from the master that the plum blossom windbreaker cone is made of special material. I don't know how to make the tail slightly lighter, but the joint will be cracked by the shock. The flying speed is extremely fast and the flight is silent. It is one of the weirdest hidden weapons. , It's a pity that the old man has only heard about it, and has never seen the real thing. I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect to see it here."

And this said...

Han Lang didn't know much about hidden weapons, so he had a flash of thought and said, "But the other party seems to be from an island country, isn't this a hidden weapon from an island country?"

"Absolutely not."

The aunt picked up the belt and said: "This is an authentic Chinese-style belt. Look at the auspicious cloud pattern, which is only used in China; the plum blossom breaking wind cone is also a thing passed down in China. How could it be from an island country? The hidden weapons of island countries generally pursue weirdness. To put it bluntly, it’s a sleazy work, without the hidden weapons created by such great wisdom, most of them are cross swords.”

so...

Han Lang didn't worry about it, picked up the knife and said: "Then cut it open and see if there is anything in the interlayer."

"do not."

The aunt hid her hands and said: "This belt has been around for a long time. It's rare to keep it so intact. It's too prodigal to cut it open. Just check it carefully."

Ok……

Han Lang didn't insist, he put down his knife and prepared to take over from Young Master Gui so that Young Master Gui could have a rest.

"what?"

When he was about to stand up, the aunt suddenly gasped in surprise, grabbed the black knife on the blanket, and said with a smile, "Spartan sword, you can see it here too."

Spartan sword?

Han Lang paused, then suddenly remembered that this knife was indeed the same as the Spartan warrior knife in the movie.

I said how familiar...

Han Lang paused, and said, "I heard that this thing is free shipping for [-] yuan in China, so what's so unusual about it?"

"It's a foreigner."

The aunt drew out the knife, said something, and then exclaimed: "Good knife!"

"It's quite sharp. I slashed at the muzzle of the gun last night. The blade didn't curl and left a deep knife mark. Or..."

Before Han Lang finished speaking, the aunt suddenly interrupted, and said: "This is an old knife. It is definitely not a mass-produced thing. I can't tell the time, but I can confirm that this knife belongs to the antique level. It is a century or so. much longer."

"It can't be a precious sword..."

Han Lang made fun of it indifferently.

"Maybe it is."

But the aunt seriously agreed, saying: "Even the scabbard and the rope are not modern, maybe they are together. There is no such craft in modern times."

"There's also a ninja sword."

Han Lang smiled and said, "Maybe it's also a treasured sword, and it's not stained with blood."

"real or fake."

After hearing the sound, the aunt put the knife back into its sheath, grabbed the knife that looked like a Tang knife, pulled it out, and narrowed her eyes.

From the handle to the blade, slowly draw it out, watching it little by little, very detailed.

It can't really be a treasured sword...

Han Lang was also attracted, staring at Big Mom's movements.

"It's an old knife, not a ninja knife."

After a while, the aunt stared at the pattern on the gauntlet and said: "The seal characters generally date back to before the Yuan Dynasty. This is not a bird and insect, nor is it a Basiba script. It is more like the seal characters of the Song Dynasty... My piece of paper..."

Do you still know seal characters?
Han Lang shook his head in doubt, but still found a piece of paper and handed it to the aunt.

The aunt used charcoal to gently rub the pattern, looked carefully for a while, and said: "If you read it correctly, this is a cold character, and it cannot be something from the island country. It is by no means an island country, but a Chinese sword."

Han Lang didn't pay attention to what Auntie said in the second half. He was startled when he heard Auntie say "Han", and then realized that he wasn't talking about him, and he never mentioned his identity to Auntie. Does the word cold have something to do with me adding it?

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