Billionaire God of War

The tomb keeper behind him had a burning eye, but he never said anything more. He just sighed and shook his head and left.

Regan walked into the cemetery, muttering, not knowing what he was calculating.

This huge cemetery is like a chessboard, crisscross.

Regan took a few steps, then stopped and chose the direction, whether to move forward or backward, or to turn left and right.

As he walked, he calculated the direction and distance of the route. Obviously, this is what he called the cemetery code.

For a long time.

Regan stops in front of a tombstone. He looks down. He knows the people on the tombstone.

"I didn't expect to let you go."

Regan stares at the tombstone, takes a bottle of wine from the sack and sprinkles it on the front of the tombstone, which is polite.

"For the glory of the Zorro family, for the stability and peace of the third world, you have paid a lot. Even after death, you are still contributing to this goal. On behalf of the nobles, I thank you."

"Now, it's time for you to continue to give."

There was no awe in his face from the beginning to the end. After saying these words, he directly took the tool and walked behind the tombstone.

The grave is not big, but it is made of cement all around. It's hard.

Regan took out the electric drill, skillfully drilled holes in the surrounding corners, and then put the expander in. At the press of the button, the expander directly enlarged the four holes and burst out many cracks.

Looking at his movements, this kind of thing is obviously not the first time to do it, and it is quite amazing.

"Click

With a crack, the cement was pried open.

Regan's eyes brightened as he pulled the cement apart in gloves and looked at the metallic sheen.

"Here it is."

He didn't make a mistake in his calculation. The code of the cemetery points to the last page of boxing, which is in this tomb.

Regan turned his head and looked around. He was alert and careful. When he saw no one, he quickly cleaned up all the cement blocks around him. He immediately found the code lock of the metal box, and his fingers quickly typed in the codes.

PATA!

The metal box is open!

When Regan opened the box, he saw that there was a wooden box in it. It was as if it had experienced at least 100 years.

He was about to reach out, suddenly, a sharp pain in the back of his head, a stick, hard hit on his head!

Bang!

Regan covered his head and fell down before he could turn his head.

"I can't let you release the devil again..."

It's a tomb keeper!

His eyes, full of fear and ferocity, looked at the fallen Regan, and quickly released the stick in his hand.

Looking at the blood on the stick, the tomb keeper was a little flustered. He quickly bent down, held the wooden box in his arms with both hands, and turned and ran.

He seems to be holding a terrible thing, nervous, flustered, scared, pale

"Ah! The devil is out! The devil is out

Shouling, crazy, holding the wooden box in both hands, ran away at a loss.

For a long time.

Regan snorted, touched the back of his head, and gave a cry of pain. Looking at the blood on his hand, he trembled.

"Damn it..."

He took out his boxing manual and was robbed by the tomb guards!

He stood up, still a little dizzy, turned to look around, where are the figures of the tomb guards?

"Old bastard, this son of a bitch!"

Ragan yelled.

He looked at the empty grave, his eyes more angry and cold.

This is Zorro family's biggest chip now, must find back!

"Immediately, please find the guardian of the cemetery. He must still be in Western Europe. Block all the routes and never let him leave!"

Regan took out the phone directly, and no matter what time it was, he ordered it immediately.

"You think I'm Reagan's stuff? There is a price to be paid! "