After a while, the three of them returned to the empty cave at the intersection of Wutiao Road. Nalanhong asked the two girls to silence their voices, and then listened carefully to the movements outside the bronze door. There was sound in the cave, and the footsteps above were clearly audible.

, a string of footsteps came down from above.

Just listen to one of the people in the group say: "Damn, the boss asked us to come to this place where birds don't shit, and we lost a few brothers in the forest. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a big one."

Centipede, I really don’t understand, are the Yehe people so full that they can’t stay in Guandong and come to Inner Mongolia to decorate such a cave?”

Another echoed: "The fourth brother is right, we should ask the boss to give us more money when we go back. This is really not an ordinary business. If I had known it was so dangerous, I wouldn't have paid me how much money I would have paid. I might as well have dug it out honestly."

The grave is real."

At this time, another man who looked like their leader shouted: "Okay, the third and fourth sons, you two should say less. This deal is extraordinary. Please be smart. It's a small matter to offend a few brothers. Don't take it for granted."

As long as our brother's reputation is compromised, do you know what's hidden here? It's not a problem for the boss to double our brother's money after we get it back. Then the boss will have to agree even if he opens his mouth.

No matter what he wants..."

Everyone was sighing. Listening to this conversation, it seemed that these were a group of professional tomb robbers. The leader must have stretched out his hand to indicate the value of the Nalan family’s heirlooms.

"Brother, what is hidden under here? Is it worth the price? It's enough for us brothers to spend the rest of our lives!" asked another person.

This group of people speak a standard Northeastern dialect. In the eyes of southerners, Northeastern dialects are all the same. They are just adding a bit of earthy flavor to Mandarin. However, they do not know that there are many kinds of Northeastern dialects. Among Northeastern dialects

, Jilin dialect is divided into many types, which sound the same, but only we can tell them apart. Nalanhong is so familiar with this accent that this group of people are all locals at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

"I don't know about this, but if you think about it, do you think that the ancestral belongings of the Yehenala clan are worth it? Be careful, Nalanhong is not a vegetarian."

Another timid person asked: "Brother, Nalanhong is a well-known figure in our area, and his family is also very powerful. Can we still hang out there in the future? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

Their boss scolded: "You are a fucking pig, aren't you? Can we still survive? If we let him go back alive, our brothers will still have a good life? The Ye He family's treasure will definitely fall into the hands of this boy Nalanhong."

Li, don't be soft, kill him."

At this time, Nan Haiyue was finally relieved. She took off the hat on her head and taunted in a low voice: "Young Master Nalan is very popular. It seems that he is here for you?"

Nalanhong shrugged and said helplessly: "People die for money and birds die for food. Since these guys have come to my door, don't blame me. After a while, the girl will have to help me give them a ride."

At this time, a miserable roar was heard from outside the cave, as if something unexpected had happened to this group of people.

"What...what is this...quick! Save Lao Ba!" the leader ordered.
Chapter completed!