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Chapter 230 He Family Crisis
Lishan Mausoleum of the First Emperor, behind the white slate gate.

"quack……"

Hearing the cheerful cries of two big geese in his ears, the fourth child, Wu Huang, tugged at the rope tied to the legs of the geese, and said, "Brother, it seems that there should be air convection between the underground palace and the upper part. The physique is obvious."

"Come on, go in and have a look!" Wu Tian nodded, and carefully scanned the surroundings with the strong flashlight in his hand, even looking carefully at the cracks between the walls.

"Hey, what kind of bullshit is the mausoleum of the first emperor? It is said that in the underground palace of the first emperor, 'mercury is the rivers and seas, pearls and jade are the sun, moon and stars, and the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers are all complete'. I think it is just an ordinary tomb, not even as good as a tomb. The tombs of some high-ranking officials in the Qing Dynasty are good."

The youngest, Wu Xuan, did not have the good attitude of Wu Tian and the others. He was blind in one eye and limped along the dark corridor, his voice full of contempt.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, just as he was saying this, Wu Xuan stepped on the ground with his foot, and then there was a clear sound of machine impact.

"I'm stupid, it's not good, flash!"

Before seeing anything shot over, the boss Wu Tian yelled with his face changed drastically, his body was like a flexible ape, and he jumped back in the direction he came from.

"Whoa!"

A series of arrows burning with green flames shot at the three of them simultaneously from the top of the corridor, left and right directions, and the miserable green brilliance illuminated the entire corridor extremely brightly.

I saw that where the four of them were standing just now, there was a square pothole with a square of four meters.

Through the arrows burning with green flames, it can be clearly seen that there are many bones in the pit, and there are layers of gray-white bones, and I don't know how many layers there are.

Fortunately, the four brothers of 'Tiandi Xuanhuang' all have excellent ancient martial arts. If they didn't run fast, they would probably become one of the dead souls in this pit.

"Gollum!"

Swallowing with lingering fear, Wu Xuan blinked his only remaining small eye, and said tremblingly, "Big, big, big brother...that green, green, green fire... yes, what is it?"

Wu Diyi also had a curious look on his face.

Wu Tian has traveled across Shaanxi and Henan provinces for more than twenty years, and has excavated seventy or eighty tombs, not to mention one hundred, but looking at these tombs, he has never seen such a magical arrow.

He shook his head, turned to look at the fourth brother Wu Huang, and said, "Your fourth brother, you are very knowledgeable, have you seen this thing before?"

Wu Huang also shook his head solemnly, and said: "Brother, this situation is not recorded in my tutor's research materials. Moreover, there is no smell of sulfur or saltpeter in this underground palace, and there is no sign of flammable materials such as kerosene. , so this thing is very weird, we'd better be careful."

"Fourth, is this trap marked on the rubbing map?" Brother Wu Di said suddenly.

"Let me see." Wu Huang was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly took out the map from the small bag and looked at it carefully.

When he saw that there was nothing on the map, he couldn't help but frowned, and said, "Brother, I'm in serious trouble. This structural map of the imperial tomb is only the overall structure of the imperial tomb, and its general direction, a trap or a dangerous place It's not marked."

"What!?" The other three stood up in shock, some in disbelief.

"When I looked at the villa last night, there were still some red danger areas, why are they gone now?" Wu Huang looked at the map with a frown, puzzled.

Suddenly, his expression was startled, and he said with a shocked face: "No, big brother! The structural map of the imperial mausoleum is disappearing little by little. What's going on?"

"Damn, how did this ghost thing disappear? I used 'scientific research imaging ink' for rubbing, shouldn't this kind of problem happen?" Wu Xuan blinked his one-eyed eyes, and an anxious look appeared on his face.

"Okay, stop arguing, now we can only take one step at a time." Wu Tian interrupted everyone's thoughts with a gloomy expression, and said.

"Well, before the structural map of the imperial mausoleum disappears completely, we might be able to find Qin Shihuang's coffin in a hurry." Wu Huang looked at the map and tried hard to remember the direction of the middle coffin.

"Let's go!" Wu Tian waved his hand, leading the crowd around the bone-strewn pothole, and continued walking towards the front of the corridor.

……

Long Jing, He Bingyi's room in He's Villa.

"Second young master, the master ordered me, together with hundreds of family members, to obey your orders." A man in black tights and a silver mask suddenly appeared in He Bingyi's room, The voice was extremely cold.

In addition to the Black League, the He family also has a training camp in Siberia. Although there are no ancient martial arts masters in it, they are comparable to Ming Jin's masters in the middle and late stages, and there are many masters in fighting, fighting and firearms.

He Bingyi, as the grandson of the old man of the He family, naturally knows these family secrets.

Now, a descendant of the He family clan was assassinated by an unknown killer, and he, a direct descendant, became He Zhizhang's key protection object.

In Siberia's He family training camp, there were a total of 200 masters in the middle and late stages of Ming Jin, all of whom were transferred back by He Zhizhang. In addition to 200 people who were assigned to protect the He family clan's children, and 100 people to guard the He family compound together with the He family's bodyguards , and the remaining [-] people were all under the command of He Bingyi.

"How many people have been sent out, and where are my father and them?" He Bingyi calmly wiped a black pistol in his hand, with no expression of joy or anger.

"Back to the Second Young Master, the Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Master, the Third Young Master... and family members are all in the family hall. As for the number of guards in the hall, there are about 150 people." The voice of the black-clothed masked man was chilling.

"Okay, call everyone and follow me to the family hall!" A cold murderous intent flashed in He Bing's eyes.

"Yes, Second Young Master!" The man in black replied coldly, and disappeared into He Bingyi's room in a flash.

……

The He Family Courtyard, the family hall.

More than 20 people are full, all gathered here.

As the head of the family, He Zhizhang sat on the leather sofa with a gloomy expression, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Dad, the Yang family and the Dai family have gone too far this time, we can't just swallow our anger like this!" He Shanhu, the head of the family, was extremely aggrieved.

During this year, too many things happened, and they were all aimed at the He family: the Black League broke away from the He family, the headquarters of the Black League in the three eastern provinces were blown up, the only son He Peng disappeared, and He's overseas businesses were suppressed everywhere. ...plus this targeted assassination.

All this made He Shanhu go crazy!
"Do you think I want to swallow my anger?" He Zhizhang patted the leather sofa violently, and said, "It's just that with our He family's own strength, it's hard to shake Yang and Dai!"

"Grandpa, don't we still have the power of the military and the government? As long as we can take the lead in mobilizing the power from above, the Dai family and the Yang family will definitely be powerless!" The person who spoke was a young man in his thirties, his name was Wang Binglan , is He Zhizhang's eldest daughter and He Lanying's son.

Coincidentally, this Wang Binglan's father was from the Jingnan Wang family.

He Zhizhang sighed when he heard the words, and said: "Hey, Alan, you don't know. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, our five major families in China had an agreement. As long as the five families did not personally deal with the patriarchs of each family, then the power above It can never be used. Otherwise, it will be jointly suppressed by the other four."

"Dad, can't we use outside forces to hire killers or mercenaries?" He Bingyi's father, He Shanbao, asked aloud.

"Why don't I want to do this! But..." He Zhizhang's face was suffocated, he turned his head and said to He Shanhu: "Shanhu, let's talk about it!"

"Hmph, except for a few lone rangers, the only killers in the world are 'Killers', 'Scorpions', 'Brahmans' and 'Jaguars'." He Shanhu lit a cigarette and continued road:

"'Assassin Gate' lost a top killer because of YangMeng's assassination, so they chose not to accept the mission of our He family. 'Poisonous Scorpion' was also wiped out because of YangMeng's assassination. The remaining 'Brahmin' and 'America' I also contacted Leopard, but when they heard that the target of the mission was the Yang family, they all refused decisively. As for the mercenaries, 'Tulip' accepted our commission, but half a month has passed, I'm afraid There is no news."

He Shanhu's words made all the He family members look ugly, and there was a look of despair in their eyes.

"Squeak!"

When all the He family members were silent, the door of the hall suddenly opened from the outside to the inside, and He Bingyi, who had returned from the psychedelic forest, walked in with a calm expression.Behind him were a dozen or so people dressed in black and wearing masks.

"Bingyi, you're here!" Seeing He Bingyi, He Zhizhang forced a smile on his face.

"Grandpa!" He Bingyi nodded slightly at He Zhizhang, and at the same time, from the corner of his eyes, he scanned everyone in the hall.

"Come with me to the study, Shan Hu, you come with me!" He Zhizhang stood up, leaning on his crutches and walking in the direction of the stairs.

"Yes, grandpa!" He Bingyi didn't know what grandpa was going to do, but being alone with the two top figures of the He family would be more beneficial to his later actions.

……

Entering the dark study room on the third floor, He Zhizhang walked directly to the antique rack placed behind the desk, and slightly twisted a blue vase placed in the center of the ancient rack.

"Clap!"

There was a soft sound, and a safe that was only a few feet square appeared in the line of sight of the two of them.

"Here, Dad! When did you install a safe in the study?" He Shanhu was obviously taken aback.

He Zhizhang opened the safe, took out a cowhide bag from it, and said, "My old man has lived in the He family for more than seventy years, can't he be a little secretive?"

"Dad, what are you talking about? I didn't mean that." He Shanhu was a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)