Search for Treasure Worldwide Chapter 2399: Wishful Indian
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An Indian boy who was dancing a war dance across the street suddenly pulled out an Indian tomahawk hanging at his side, threw it towards the street, and roared angrily.
"Go to hell, Steven, you **** robber! The Golden City belongs to us Indians"
Accompanied by an angry roar, the Indian tomahawk with cowhide tassels drew an arc above the street, heading straight for the Paramount Predator Ye Tian was riding in like lightning.
In fact, the Indian boy who threw the tomahawk couldn't see Ye Tian at all. His sight was completely blocked by the tall and solid Paramount Plunder.
Of course he couldn't find an attack route. The Indian tomahawk thrown from his hand had no chance of hitting Ye Tian. At most, it could only hit the body of the Paramount Predator without causing any damage.
With this sudden attack, the atmosphere at the scene became tense instantly.
Seeing this scene, Mattis and the others reacted immediately.
They all raised their assault rifles, loaded their bullets, and pointed their guns at the Indians across the street and at the reckless Indian boy.
The other Indians who were dancing the war dance were stunned for a moment, and fear and despair flashed in the eyes of all the adult Indians.
In the eyes of these adult Indians, they are just here to protest or perform, to show their presence and make a weak sound to attract people's attention to the Indians.
But how could they have imagined that someone on their side would actually take the initiative to attack that devilish guy named Steven? Isn't that asking for death? If they had known this, they shouldn't have joined in the fun at all!
Although these adult Indians are very tough and muscular, they are not stupid.
They knew clearly that if people like them went to war with those **** armed to the teeth across the street, there would be only one result, death, and there would be no other possibility.
Many New York police officers at the scene also reacted very quickly. They reached for their gun holsters and were about to draw their guns and control the order of the scene.
At this time, they were completely overwhelmed by fear and despair, and secretly cursed these Indian idiots who were protesting.
You are looking for your own death, why do you want to involve us? It’s so **** unlucky!
At this critical moment, Ye Tian's clear voice suddenly came out and clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
"Don't be nervous, everyone, don't let your gun go off! White Elf, you little guy, come back here and don't attack"
Following Ye Tian's words, people noticed that a faint, lightning-fast white light suddenly appeared above the street.
The white light appeared very suddenly and silently, like a ghost flying in the night sky. No one noticed it. If it weren't for Ye Tian's shout, no one would have noticed it at all.
At this time, the white light was attacking from above, and had already flown over the sidewalk on the north side of the street, heading straight for the boy who had just thrown the Indian tomahawk.
Judging from its attack line, the white light should have flown down from the roof of the apartment building.
Thinking of this, everyone immediately understood what that lightning-like white light was.
What else could it be besides the small white translucent cobra that is said to have been transformed by the devil?
When Steven, the bastard, came back from Europe, he brought this little cobra, the devil incarnate, back to New York, and asked the little cobra to look after his house.
At this time, the little cobra saw that **** Steven being attacked, and immediately jumped down from the roof, preparing to kill the boy who threw the Indian tomahawk.
After figuring out these things, everyone at the scene felt extremely scared, as if they were falling into hell!
After killing the impulsive Indian boy, will the little cobra transformed by the devil start a crazy killing spree and kill everyone here?
Just when people were terrified, the little cobra that had flown above the street suddenly twisted its body in the air, turned around quickly, and landed directly on the roof of the Paramount Predator.
"Bang"
With a loud noise, the tomahawk thrown by the Indian boy in anger hit the Paramount Predator's body hard, and then fell to the ground.
Looking at the body of the Paramount Predator, there is only a light white mark left without any damage.
Then the little white cobra landed on the roof of the Paramount Predator.
As soon as it touched the roof of the car, the little cobra shot out to the side of the car again, still as fast as lightning.
The next moment, there was a white translucent bracelet on Ye Tian's right wrist, but this bracelet was alive and extremely poisonous. No strangers were allowed to enter!
The gunfire did not sound after all, and the tense situation that was about to break out gradually eased.
The New York police officers responsible for maintaining order at the scene couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and their tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
After adjusting their emotions a little, these guys pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the young man who had just thrown the Indian tomahawk, as well as other Indians at the scene.
"Raise your hands, accept inspection, don't make any unnecessary movements, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences"
Many New York police officers shouted loudly, obviously a little frustrated.
Looking at the Indians again, everyone's face was extremely ugly and they raised their hands one after another, but the fear and despair in their eyes were quickly dissipating.
They know that they have just walked around the gate of **** and returned to the human world by luck!
The next moment, several New York policemen pounced on the Indian boy who had thrown the tomahawk, like a vicious dog pounced on its prey, and threw him to the grass.
Although the media reporters standing around were in shock, they were also very dedicated and would not let such an opportunity pass.
They all raised the cameras in their hands and began to press the shutter wildly, taking pictures of the New York police arresting the Indian teenager.
Ye Tian, who was standing at the door of the apartment building, was teasing the white elf wrapped around his wrist, gently stroking the little guy's triangular head.
When the New York policemen across the street took action, handcuffed the impulsive Indian boy and confiscated the weapons of the other Indians, he then said with a sneer:
"Mattis, go and call the leaders of the Indians across the way. I really want to ask why they came here to protest. Are they descendants of the Mayans?"
"Okay, Steven"
Matisse nodded in response, and then walked across the street.
Soon, he came over with a man in his fifties or sixties wearing an eagle feather crown, face paint, and traditional Indian costumes.
A nervous-looking New York police officer came with him.
When the other party came closer, Ye Tian immediately smiled and said:
"Good evening, sir. My name is Steven, and welcome to New York. I would like to say that it is great to meet you and your companions, but the way we meet is obviously not pleasant.
I don’t know what to call you. Which Indian tribe do you and your companions come from? Why are you here today, why are you protesting in front of my apartment building? ”
The Indian man shook hands with him and then said in a deep voice:
"Good evening, Mr. Steven, my name is Mangas, and I come from a small tribe of Navajo people in Indiana. My companions are basically Navajo people, and there are also a few Appa from neighboring tribes. Cut people.
Our meeting tonight was indeed not pleasant. Thank you for telling this little cobra to stop attacking, otherwise we may have lost a boy today. No one wants to see such a scene."
As he spoke, the Indian man glanced at the white elf wrapped around Ye Tian's wrist, his eyes filled with fear and a bit of awe.
Indians have always had a tradition of animal worship, such as worshiping wolves, worshiping eagles, etc. Now, can you not feel awe when you see such a small cobra that is almost a myth?
Ye Tian looked at the Indian man, pretending to be curious and said:
"Navajo and Apache? Mr. Mangas, I don't remember ever dealing with you, let alone offending you. Why did you come here to protest?"
Hearing this, Mangas's expression immediately changed, and he felt a little embarrassed.
But he quickly adjusted his mood and continued:
"Steven, we are here for the Golden City treasure of the Mayan Empire. The Golden City treasure belongs to the Indians. We Navajo and Apache people should enjoy part of the treasure,..."
He was about to continue talking, but was interrupted rudely by Ye Tian.
“Come here for the treasure of the Golden City of the Mayan Empire? Did I hear you correctly? Mr. Mangas, I would like to ask, what does the treasure of the Golden City of the Mayan Empire have to do with you?
You Navajo and Apache people have always lived in the northern part of North America, which is today's Canada, and have only moved as far south as what is now northwest New Mexico.
But the Mayan Empire was in Central and South America. During its most powerful period, its northern border only reached today's southern Mexico and the Yucatan Peninsula, which is still far away from you.
The language you speak is Athabascan, which is very different from the Mayan language. Not only is the language different, but you are also very different from the Mayan people in terms of appearance and features.
Obviously, although you and the Mayans are both Indians, they are completely unrelated. You Navajo and Apache people have no intersection with the Mayan Empire.
To sum up, what qualifications do you Navajo and Apache people have to claim the treasure of the Golden City of the Mayan Empire? Not only you, but other Indian tribes are also ineligible.
If it weren't for us, who would be sure that the treasure of the Golden City of the Mayan Empire exists, and who could find this famous treasure? Not to mention sharing! There is no possibility at all! ”
Listening to Ye Tian's words, Manjis immediately froze on the spot, dumbfounded.
Fortunately, his face is painted, otherwise his expression would be wonderful!