Chapter 384 A Thrilling Scene

"Can't solve it? Aren't you an internationally famous God of Poison? If you can't solve it, who else can solve it? Are you deliberately saying that you don't know how to do it because you don't want to help us?"

A villager who was holding down the foreign old man yelled at him angrily, and his voice echoed throughout the tomb, making it extremely ear-piercing.

But the villager wearing glasses smiled slightly, and was not angry at what the foreign old man said. Instead, he said politely, "Mr. Ferlota, your poison art is resounding all over the world. You say you can't cure the poison on it?"

"I'm really sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Wang. I'm telling the truth. After the poison on it has undergone mutation, it is no longer the original poison. Unless I have enough time to study, otherwise, in a short time, I can't untie it."

Although Ferotta was suppressed by two villagers, he had a sense of arrogance, and he didn't disregard his dignity just because he was a prisoner.

His tone of voice was also sonorous and forceful, and he didn't pay attention to the guns pointed at him in the circle behind his back.

"Give you time to study? How long? One day? Three days? Or a month?"

The man with glasses, whom Ferotta called Mr. Wang, had a smile in his eyes, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

He didn't completely believe what Ferotta said, but he didn't disbelieve it either.

He knew very well how poisonous the treasure was. It was a test given by his ancestors so that their descendants would not lose their jobs.

Four or five hundred years have passed, generation after generation, and no one can cure the poison in the tomb.

In his previous generation's great-grandfather, because the poison in the tomb was too strong, the great-grandfather ordered that the tomb be sealed from now on, and no one would be allowed to open it again.

Until he grows up, he sneaks into the tomb, looking at the room full of babies, he feels itchy in his heart.

He didn't follow his great-grandfather's behest, but found some of his cousins, and started thinking about the tomb at the back of the village.

More than ten years have passed, and they have visited all the large and small detoxification experts in the country, and nine times out of ten they entered the tomb and were poisoned to death by the poison on the treasure.

After persisting for such a long time, the result was nothing.

This made him feel unwilling, but he really couldn't let it go.

He couldn't do what his great-grandfather did when he said the tomb was closed.

So he quietly let people release the news, which attracted the archaeological team.

He thought that the country would definitely get unexpected gains if the country dispatched it, and it might solve his problem.Who knew that the members of the archaeological team were even more useless.

When he really had no choice but to give up, he turned his mind on the internationally famous God of Poison, Ferotta.

They spent so much effort to hijack Ferlotta from country B to country C. If even he can't detoxify the treasure, wouldn't they have worked hard for nothing?
I'm really not reconciled.

"If I can collect some toxins and go back to research, with precise instruments, I will need about a week to research the antidote."

The time given by Ferotta is the time for him to study without eating, drinking or sleeping.

It was also a conservative time after his calculation. He did not exaggerate, but just explained the truth.

But in the ears of Mr. Wang, it is not the case.

a week?Still under precise instruments.

Where can he find the equipment.

Besides, he stunned several members of the archaeological team today, which will definitely alarm other people.

If you wait any longer, you will definitely wait for the police.

Once he is exposed, the whole village will suffer accordingly.

The Wang family has lived in seclusion in Sifang Village for generations since 500 years ago, not only for the tomb behind the village, but also to hide their identities.

Now he doesn't have so much time to wait for the antidote, at most one day, if Ferlota can't be detoxified, then he can only be with these treasures forever.

"Collection is impossible, and there is no equipment. Now I only give you one day to study. If you still can't detoxify after one day, then don't blame me for being rude to you."

After Mr. Wang finished speaking expressionlessly, he asked the two villagers to untie the rope on Ferotta's arm, pulled up the cordon, and pushed Ferotta into the tomb.

Ferotta walked unhurriedly to the coffin in the middle, lowered his head, and began to study it seriously.

And a few villagers outside the cordon said impatiently to Mr. Wang: "Brother, is this foreign old man really good? He can know the antidote just by looking at it like this? He won't delay, Waiting for someone to rescue him?"

Mr. Wang adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and sneered, "Who can he wait for? He can only save himself now."

"But why do I feel that he is not reliable at all. At night, the archaeological team outside finds that their people have not returned, and they will definitely find them. Are we going to kill them all by then?"

I knew I shouldn't have led the archaeological team here in the first place.

"Kill, anyone who hinders us must die."

An evil smile rose from the corner of Mr. Wang's mouth, he simply took human life for nothing.

"Kill them, throw them into the tomb, and pretend that they died of poisoning because they touched the treasures in the tomb because of greed. We will have nothing."

"Brother is still thoughtful. In this way, the archaeological team will withdraw, and the tomb is still under our control."

"You are wrong. Everyone is dead. The police will definitely come to investigate. Our village will be the first to be investigated. It will be very troublesome at that time. So we must find a way to detoxify today, otherwise we will be investigated in the future. .In case something is found out..."

As long as they get the things in the tomb, at worst, they will move their family and move abroad, and no one can do anything to them.

"Mr. Wang, the poison deposited on it is too strong, colorless and tasteless, and cannot be collected. I really can't do anything. Even if you give me a month, I can't find an antidote."

Ferotta walked to the cordon and looked at Mr. Wang: "You should hire another expert! I can't cure this poison."

Mr. Wang smiled coldly: "You just watched it for a few minutes before drawing a conclusion, isn't it too arbitrary? Do you not want to explain it, or do you think we dare not kill you?"

He pointed the gun in his hand at Ferotta's head.

At this time, Lu Yixiu and Xiao Qianyu had already sneaked in.

There are still more than ten meters away from the main tomb.

Xiao Xuan, who was always paying attention to the movement inside, couldn't help being shocked when he saw this thrilling scene.

She quickly told Lu Yixiu what she saw.

"Ferotta can't die, he must be saved no matter what."

As Lu Yixiu said, he ran forward with the spear he seized from Clay last time.

Xiao Qianyu put the hat on the back on his head, followed his pace and ran to the stone gate of the main tomb.

(End of this chapter)

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