farmer agent

Chapter 361

As soon as Ania finished speaking, Rosteyev looked at her with a vicious expression, as if he was about to eat people.

"Hmph!" Ania turned a blind eye to Rosteyev's murderous eyes. She is not stupid. It is obvious that Song Xiaotian and the others have the absolute advantage now, so how could she put Rosteyev in her eyes: "According to my According to the content recorded in a diary left by my great-grandfather, there are many traps in this hidden treasure place, and anyone who trespasses will undoubtedly die..."

In order to be able to express herself completely, Ania spoke fluent English this time.

"What did she say?" Song Xiaotian, who didn't understand English, looked at Feng Er beside him.

"She said that there are many traps and traps inside!" Feng Er's face was a little dignified.

"Who said that?" Song Xiaotian asked again.

"Her great-grandfather..." Feng Er said.

"Hmph..." Song Xiaotian's expression changed, and he stared at Rostev.He really planned to let Rosteyev send him to the entrance and let him go, but he didn't expect that there would be a trap at the place where the gold was buried. Obviously, Rosteyev had no good intentions. This time, he Finally got murderous.

Originally, he didn't want to kill Rosteyev with his own hands, because his master had told him to kill as little as possible.Of course, he didn't intend to let him go back alive, because if he let them go, a 70-[-]-year-old man left him alone in the hinterland of Siberia. It was not easy for him to get out of Siberia safely, but now it is different.

"Shua..." Song Xiaotian pulled out the revolving knife at his waist, and walked towards Rostev with a murderous expression.

"No..." When Rosteyev screamed, Song Xiaotian swung the saber in his hand, and Rosteyev roared with a rush of blood, and the screaming stopped abruptly. After all, the all-powerful general finally returned to the west.

"Take them all under control!" Song Xiaotian shouted at the blond old man.

"It's the master!" The blond old man nodded, and everyone felt his body move, and saw a flash of figures, Qin Tianpeng, Cheng Changsheng, and Keli all fainted to the ground.

"Feng Er, bring them a hundred meters away from me, I have something to do!" Song Xiaotian said to Feng Er, and then he turned his head to look at Ji Xiangruyi who just came back from changing clothes: "You are by my side to protect me! "

"Hmm..." Feng Er and Ji Xiang Ruyi nodded together.

Song Xiaotian sat cross-legged beside Rosteyev, his eyes fixed, and he pressed his hands on Rosteyev's forehead, a burst of spiritual power gushed out and directly invaded Rosteyev's brain.

After sitting in a daze for more than ten minutes, Song Xiaocai slowly got up and let out a big breath: "Huh..."

"Brother Xiaotian, what did you find?" Jixiang Ruyi asked excitedly.

They have heard their father talk about telepathy, and they also know the magic of telepathy.

"If you want to search for other people's memories, it seems that you still can't kill a person, otherwise you can only find some memories before his death, but why did the master say that you have to use telepathy to find the memories of people over 60 years old?" Song Xiaotian seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Then what memories did he have before he died?" Ruyi asked expectantly.

"It's just a safe in his manor and a few organs at the entrance to the treasure, nothing else!" Song Xiaotian said thoughtfully.

"Is there no specific location of the treasure in the vault and the agency?" Ye Zi asked in a deep voice.She was worried about Song Xiaotian's safety and stayed by his side all the time.

"Hehe..." Song Xiaotian smiled and pointed to the southeast: "About eighty miles to the southeast!"

"Let's go now, what are you still doing here?" Ye Zi urged, and saw him walking quickly towards Feng Er's position as soon as he finished speaking. Song Xiaotian and Ji Xiang Ruyi also followed with a smile.

"What's the situation?" Feng Er asked impatiently as soon as Song Xiaotian and the others walked up to Feng Er.

"It's okay, let's go!" Song Xiaotian waved his hand.

"Then what should they do?" Feng Er pointed to the three Qin Tianpeng on the ground.

"Kill them all, keeping these villains is harmful!" Ruyi wrinkled her nose, and glanced at the three sleeping people on the ground with disdain.

"No, I'll ask for instructions first. They are involved in many major cases, so they can't just kill them!" Ye Zi said and walked to the open field outside the woods.

Five minutes later, Ye Zi came back: "The superior said they should be executed on the spot!"

"This is the best result!" After Feng Er finished speaking, he fired three shots at the three people on the ground "bang bang bang", all of them hit the heart.

"Hey..." Song Xiaotian shook his head, and sighed in his heart: good and evil will be rewarded in the end, if they hadn't done so many bad things, how could they be dead in the wilderness at this moment...

"Let's bury them!" Song Xiaotian still couldn't bear it. After all, Qin Tianpeng had helped him several times when he performed missions, and he really couldn't bear to let him die like this in the wilderness.

"Damn it, you look like Guanshiyin Bodhisattva..." Feng Er gave Song Xiaotian a disdainful look, and moved his hands.

After spending more than an hour burying all three of them, they took a look at the three low new graves before walking towards the southeast.

In front of them was the endless Siberian forest. At this time, they didn't know that what awaited them would be a near-death adventure.

As night fell, in the hinterland of Siberia, on a leeward mountain depression, three new graves stood side by side.

With the wind blowing in the night, a big hand suddenly stretched out from one of the graves. Immediately after this big hand moved, another human head protruded from the grave. The head was covered with mud. If Song Xiaotian and the others were present Who else could recognize this person other than Qin Tianpeng?

"Ah... Song Xiaotian, the old man will definitely not let you go..." Qin Tianpeng roared up to the sky.

"Shua..." At this moment, another hand stretched out from another grave beside him, followed by another face covered with dirt: "Master, save me..."

"Changsheng, what's the matter with you?" Qin Tianpeng asked with concern.

"He hit me in the heart..." Cheng Changsheng tried to get up from the mound, but he was shot in both legs, his heart hurt, and he fell into the mud pit again.

"Shua..." Qin Tianpeng moved his feet, and the two mounds were seven or eight meters apart. He came to Cheng Changsheng's side at once, pulled Cheng Changsheng up from the mound, and held Cheng Changsheng's left hand.

A few seconds later, Qin Tianpeng's face gradually became paler and paler: "Is the mind-shifting formula I taught you useless?"

Shifting Heart Jue is a kind of thaumaturgy that can change the position of one's internal organs. Although they were all hit by the blond old man's acupuncture points before and passed out, in fact, the two of them, the master and the apprentice, did not faint, so when they knew that Song Xiaotian had already After killing them, he quickly used the Heart Shifting Art to move his heart.

But Feng Er shot too fast, and Cheng Changsheng was the first one to shoot, so Cheng Changsheng was shot before he could completely remove his heart. Live heartbeat lingering until now.

"Master, save me..." Cheng Changsheng's voice became smaller and smaller.

"My legs are crippled and my heart is damaged. What's the use of keeping you..." Qin Tianpeng slapped Cheng Changsheng on the forehead when he said this.

"Pfft..." Cheng Changsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes wide, and fell into the pit where he had been lying before.

"Don't worry, as a teacher, Song Xiaotian and others will be buried with you..." Qin Tianpeng glanced at Cheng Changsheng lightly, looking up to the far southeast.