Mortal Prison Chapter 5: Huo Bing
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The dog is anxious to jump over the wall...
Looking at Brother Jun, I could only shake my head and smile bitterly.
I have seen this situation many times and it is not surprising. Going to the tomb is a matter of exchanging one's life for wealth. In the end, many people did not get anything good, and many people became red-eyed and vented their anger on the owner of the tomb.
At this time, Brother Jun walked towards the rotten wooden coffin and pulled out a crowbar from behind his waist.
The coffin was so rotten that it could not withstand his tossing. It was pried open in three attempts, and the middle lid of the coffin was broken into two pieces.
I went up with the idea of opening my eyes. Anyway, there was no trace of Professor Qin here. Since I was busy, I had to take a look at what was going on in the coffin.
In the coffin, there was only a dry human skeleton, with both hands on the chest, holding a scrapped sword. The knots were attached to the sword, looking like the poison glands on the back of a toad.
Other than that, there is not a single burial object!
As for this sword, to put it bluntly, it would be unlucky to take it home and use it as a fire stick. Its appearance has no value.
"Come on, let's go home and sleep!"
I grinned and teased Brother Jun: "I think you have a dark face, and now you can't even sell the bones of dead people! Most of the people who are willing to buy this thing are museums, but the female corpse is worth a little money, so what? It has to be relatively well preserved, and you have to have some skin connected to it, right? People sell tickets and brag about it, such as the mysterious thousand-year-old female corpse that is completely preserved. The spectators see it as fresh and lively, but not many people like to see the old man, and even more Not to mention that the person in the coffin is not just a big man, the bones are so crispy that they look like they will break when you pick them up, so no one wants them!"
Brother Jun was unconvinced and ignored me. He took a flashlight and shined it on the dead body's bones, obviously not giving up.
He looked at the pelvis first, and I knew he was looking for a **** plug.
After the death of ancient people, they would stuff something into their buttocks, called a **** plug, to prevent "air leakage". They thought it could prevent corrosion. Don't worry about burial. Generally, stuffed objects are more valuable.
Unfortunately, there is nothing in the pelvis.
Then, he shined the light on the skull and looked for it very carefully. He almost climbed into the coffin.
He is looking for a "mouth bead", which has the same function as a **** plug. A poor person will have a copper coin in his mouth, and a rich person will have a pearl in his mouth.
Don't tell me, he really has some skills in this photo.
The light of the flashlight shines through the empty eye sockets of the skull, and there is a faint green light flickering inside!
Brother Jun was relieved, with a smile on his face, and he hit the skull with a crowbar and smashed it into pieces. A jade bead the size of a quail egg lay quietly inside. Half of the jade beads are yellow-brown, which is soil. The soil in the north is alkaline. When jade is buried in it, this color will appear. The soil in the south is acidic, so the color of jade is mostly white water. . The other half is a warm, normal jade color.
This bead...
My eyes lit up. This bead is worth my money. The ungreened half is warm and delicate, and it is definitely a treasure. The green half shows the age it has been deposited in the ground. There are two types of beads. The colors are distinct, but they are integrated into one, just like a Tai Chi diagram. They are completely natural. I have never seen such a special object.
As the saying goes, gold has a price but jade is priceless. If you find a good buyer, the value of this thing is immeasurable.
"Brother Jun, we are getting rich!"
The waiter was leaning on the edge of the coffin, his eyes staring straight at the jade beads in the broken skull fragments, his mouth wide open, and bits of molasses dripping from the gaps between his rotten yellow teeth, a typical money-seeking look. He looked like he was about to reach out to pick up the jade beads.
Bah!
Brother Jun had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the waiter's wrist and then squinted his eyes slightly and said, "What's the matter? Just open your eyes and it will happen. What do you mean we are getting rich? I am the one who got rich!"
His face changed a bit quickly. Years of experience told me that things would not be calm next. I had already smelled the danger. I pulled the soldier back on the spot and quickly backed away. At the same time, he whispered to the soldier: "Copy the guy." , let’s get started!”
Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, Brother Jun grabbed the waiter's wrist and lifted it up. The waiter shivered, how could he be the opponent of such a strong man? The chicken seemed to be being pulled back and forth.
The next moment, Brother Jun swung the crowbar in his hand and hit the waiter directly in the face.
This stick was very powerful, and there was only a "bang" sound. I could clearly hear the sound of bone cracking from a distance away, and then several of the waiter's mouth full of rotten yellow teeth flew out. The bridge of his nose was instantly broken, and the hook of the crowbar dug directly into his right eye. The eyeball exploded and black blood flowed out.
Normal people would be beaten to death with this stick, but this waiter was actually very strong. He was knocked to the ground by the stick, his body was still twitching, he turned over in a daze, and his only remaining eye was dull. Staring at the top of the tomb, there was no way to resist.
"Junzi, what do you mean?"
Huzi stared, seemingly very sad and angry, questioning Brother Jun, approaching Brother Jun step by step.
But from my point of view, he clearly pulled out a dagger from the back of his waist. As long as he got close, I had no doubt that he would use the dagger to dig several transparent holes in Brother Jun's body.
"What do you think?"
Brother Jun sneered, and finally pulled out the gun that had been hidden for a long time from his waist. It was a May 4th-style pistol, which flowed into the public in large numbers in the early years. Nowadays, most people who do underworld work have this kind of gun in their hands.
He was very decisive and shot without hesitation. One shot hit his head and the bearded Tianling Gai flew out.
Then he picked up the crowbar, went up and whipped the waiter on the head without saying a word, causing blood and bones to fly everywhere.
It all happened very quickly, but in the meantime, I had countless opportunities to kill Brother Jun with cold shots.
In fact, the soldier had already fired five rounds and aimed them at Brother Jun. He was shaking all over because of nervousness and excitement. He was about to shoot several times, but I held him down.
I always have a feeling that if I shoot, I will definitely regret it.
There is no reason, just intuition.
This intuition has saved me many times, and I still want to believe in it.
Moreover, I have washed my hands in a golden basin. If it were not for Professor Qin, I would not go to the grave. The same is true for the soldier, but he is doing it for me. So I don’t want to touch anyone’s life. If I touch it, I won’t be able to clean it off.
Furthermore, Brother Jun’s behavior is not right. Normally, if he wants to monopolize it, he should first unite his brothers to kill me and Dabing, and then they will fight among themselves, but he didn’t. All these behaviors tell me that there is only one person here. Afraid of hiding something.
He has a gun, and so do we, and there are two of us. I don’t blame him, so I just don’t do anything and just wait and see what happens.
Brother Jun acted like a mad dog, as if he had a big grudge against Xiao Er, and kept beating Xiao Er's head to pieces. Then he finally stopped and threw away the crowbar, wiped the brains and blood off his face, and turned around. He showed me a smile, and he looked more ferocious than a demon. He killed two people in the blink of an eye, but his smile was still so calm. He raised his chin at me and said: "Brother Xiaojiu, you are a discerning person, why didn't you use a cold shot?" Right."
After saying that, he took out the jade bead from the coffin, turned around and left, saying, "I have to go, and I have to kill someone."
"Isn't this appropriate?"
I stared at Brother Jun and said with a smile: "Where is the agreed 30%?"
"This is 70%."
Brother Jun waved the jade beads in his hand, and then said: "The remaining 30% is in the coffin, and I want to get it myself."
That broken iron sword?
Worthless!
I have darkened my face.
"Are you ready for something hard?"
Brother Jun grinned, his smile was very simple, just like an old farmer, and then suddenly raised his voice and roared: "Then why the **** are you here?"
After saying that, he grabbed the collar and pulled hard.
With the sound of fabric tearing, all the buttons of his coat fell apart, and the autumn clothes inside were torn, making the situation clear at a glance.
This bastard...
He is strapped with explosives! ! !
"Shoot!?"
Brother Jun yelled, approaching us step by step, and sneered: "I have seen that guy of yours a long time ago. If you spray it, as long as a spark falls on me, we will die together!"
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