Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 168

The revenge of the tomb robbers imagined by ordinary people:
"Find a few brothers on the road, and make this Master Zhang. Be quick with your hands and feet, clean up, and don't let him see the sun of tomorrow."

Actual Tomb Raider Revenge:
"Find Master Zhang's ancestral grave for me. I want to confront him in front of the grave, trample on his ancestor's tribute, dig up his ancestor's grave, and finally steal all the funerary objects in front of him."

After hearing the words of Commander Xiang, Minion A fell into deep thought:
"Hold on, we are like this, isn't it a little bit unpromising."

"We are also criminals after all!"

His hair was a little gray, and he was eating melon seeds while adding firewood to the road.

Hearing this, the hand holding the wood froze in mid-air.

He looked around at the brothers and told everyone:

"Revenge is just incidental, not the point. The point is to make money safely, understand?"

"We had 108 brothers back then, but now we are the only eight remaining."

"Over the years, I have realized a truth, safety is no small matter, the responsibility is greater than the sky."

"How many brothers fell into the law to take the blame for us, we must answer for every sewing machine they step on..."

After listening to this, I remembered the news I read on the Internet a few days ago:
"Hold on, I heard that 63 has been released from prison, do you want to get him back?"

The minion on the side looked disdainful:
"Old Eleven, you are really not a person. You reported him back then, and now you have the nerve to get him back?"

Minion B smiled awkwardly:
"Fourth brother, it was everyone who voted to let him go out to carry the thunder. He didn't wear a dragon robe to show off everywhere, our tomb would have been taken down long ago."

"Why leave it to the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

"All right, all right, don't say a few words." Xiang yelled to stabilize the team: "Let me arrange the latest task."

"Old Eleven, you continue to contact the buyer in Linhai. This is the main purpose of our coming to Haihai this time. If you don't sell anything, you will run out of money."

"Fourth, take your younger brother and look around for old graves with the surname Zhang."

"Old 35, you..."

After listening to Commander Xiang's instructions, the fourth oldest tomb robber was full of doubts:

"Come on, don't you know where Master Zhang's ancestral grave is? Do you want us to find it?"

"I don't know." Xiang Bantou replied.

He poured the ashes from the stove into plastic bags, which he used to mark when dumping.

"However, I found out on the museum's official website that Master Zhang is a native of Linhai. We dug up the ancestral graves of all people surnamed Zhang. Can his family escape?"

"All? Is it a little too much?"

"How fresh, do you think there are too many tombs?" Xiang Xiang waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, don't be too lazy, let's start looking for the place with the name."

"Strive to dig up a few more valuable ones before the police start doing things."

……

At the same time, in a restaurant near the sea, Zhang Yang entertained guests for the first time and helped Cheng Laoer and his entourage.

In the group of three, Shen Xingyue was not there, and was replaced by a middle-aged man with a fresh face.

Zhang Yang was still wondering, he hadn't made a phone call yet, how did Cheng Zongwen know from afar in Shenghai that Xiang Boutou and the others had come to the sea?

After introducing the newcomer at the wine table, he immediately understood.

Because that unfamiliar face was a member of Xiang's team before, nicknamed Mao Shiqi.

Six years ago, he was arrested as a result of the police's successful arrest of a gang of tomb robbers.

He was sentenced to six and a half years, but because of his good behavior, he was released early this year.

At the gate of the prison, he met Cheng Zongwen who had met once.

Then he was tricked into Xiao Chu's team and became a non-staff member of the folk archaeological team.

This time, it was Mao Shiqi, who used the information he found through previous channels to know that the last eight-member team of Xiang Batou had come to Linhai.

It's just that they don't know the other party's purpose.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Zhang Yang felt that the time was ripe, and began to inquire about things he was curious about.

"This Mr. Mao, what was your job in the team before?"

"I'm just a laborious earthworker, otherwise I wouldn't have been sentenced to only six years."

"You are too modest, six years is a lot."

The opponent looks a little thin, but the muscles on his arms are clearly defined, and he is indeed a good hand at digging holes in the soil.

Embarrassed, Zhang Yang asked the question he was most concerned about:
"Brother Mao, you used to rob tombs, and after being reported, would you think of revenge on him?"

"If you want to retaliate, how will you retaliate?"

In fact, to be more precise, it was the grandson of Director Qin who blew himself up.

And Niu Renai courted death by herself.

But according to Director Qin, the blame has already been settled on him, because during the investigation of the case, an unlucky child came to ask Zhang Yang with a glazed tile, if he wanted to turn himself in and report.

Zhang Yang expressed his support.

"Before..."

Zhang Yang's words gave Mao Shiqi a look of reminiscence.

"Generally there are two ways."

"One is that we secretly get something, put it in his house, and when the police come to arrest him, we will say that he is our accomplice."

When Mao Shiqi said this, he glanced at Cheng Lao Er with an apologetic smile on his face.

Clearly there is a story in it.

"The other is that we find an opportunity to threaten him so that he does not dare to testify."

"Is there nothing else?" Zhang Yang asked.

Because the two methods mentioned by the other party are not feasible now.

The first one is that if there are stolen goods from tomb robberies in Zhang Yang’s house, just declare them and move them directly to the Hailin Museum.

The second is the current Skynet monitoring, as long as you dare to show your face, you are basically not far from being caught.

Mao Shiqi thought about it, and said that there was another kind of wickedness.

That is to steal the tomb of the other party's ancestor.

However, this is difficult to operate, because the ancestral tombs with orderly inheritance are usually worshiped by people, and it is difficult for strangers to approach.

"My ancestral grave, I don't even know where it is, and it's not realistic."

Zhang Yang was thinking in his heart, and the others could see that he had something on his mind.

Cheng Laoer was the most familiar with him and took the initiative to inquire.

Zhang Yang was now more curious than afraid, and told the three of them with a smile that he had heard that Chief Xiang wanted to take revenge on him.

"Did you apply for police protection? Be careful of those tomb robbers jumping over the wall."

Chu Ziqiang first thought of asking the Linhai Public Security Bureau for help.

"Master Zhang, you are the backbone of our archaeological team in the future, your safety must not be sloppy."

"I asked Captain Liu, and they don't have that many people. They just let me do my best in the apartment and the company." Zhang Yang is also a little helpless now.

"How about this? I have learned free fighting and fencing, and I have been protecting you personally in the past few days." Xiao Chu said seriously: "I just don't know whether your bed can sleep two people."

Just as Zhang Yang wanted to refuse, Cheng Er Er spoke up and proposed a more direct solution:
"No need, I'll go directly to ask the boss."

He brought Mao Shiqi to Haihai, and he came to find someone to seek revenge.

"To be honest, old tomb robbers like them are very suitable to go in and make a good improvement."

(End of this chapter)