Han Xiao Liu had been back in the capital for two days.
These two days, he stayed in the shop, not stepping outside. He held the Mossberg shotgun given to him by the system, unwilling to let go.
It was simply too amazing.
For gun enthusiasts, this was more precious than anything else.
Han Xiao Liu kept caressing it back and forth, as if he was touching his lover, like a lovesick fool.
“So cool~"
Suddenly, Han Xiao Liu remembered something, and slapped his thigh!
“Damn it! The spiked mace! Aaaargh!!! How could I forget that thing? I was too focused on leaving, inexperienced, such a pity.”
Han Xiao Liu beat his chest and stomped his feet, feeling like he had thrown away a hundred million.
The spiked mace was the most valuable item in the general's tomb.
Despite his cautiousness, Han Xiao Liu still suffered from a lack of experience.
Unbeknownst to him, Ba Yi and the Fatty were in even worse shape. Not only did they get nothing from the mountain, but they also lost their only savings.
The two brothers brought a few of Han Xiao Liu's unwanted pottery to Da Jin Ya.
Da Jin Ya sold goods similar to Han Xiao Liu's, but he had real treasures, and his eyes were well-known in Panjiayuan. He could tell the authenticity of an item at a glance, and even give a price – that's what you call professional.
“I tell you two, you’ve been out there all this time, and all you bring back is this? These are just pottery, not worth much, maybe 3000 yuan at most. That’s a friendly price from me, anywhere else, it wouldn’t go for more than 2500.”
Fatty had a constipated expression.
“Brother Jin, I tell you, we met someone inside. He was very strong, I suspect he took all the valuables inside.”
Da Jin Ya sat up straight, this was big news.
Different factions of tomb robbers in the same tomb? This usually happens when news of the burial site is leaked first.
But the general’s tomb they explored was not that case.
“Can you tell me more?”
Fatty was knocked out right away, he didn’t even get a good look at Han Xiao Liu’s attire.
Ba Yi thought for a moment then spoke.
“That guy said he was an archaeological expert, about 185 cm tall, well-equipped, carrying only a backpack, although he was masked, he seemed young, very strong. Judging from the traces left at the scene and the deformed spiked mace, he used that mace, over a hundred pounds, to smash the zombie to pieces.”
“Smashed the zombie to pieces? This… This is the first time I’ve heard of such a thing.”
Then Ba Yi shook his head, looking unsure.
“But there were traces of explosives exploding on the ground, I don’t know where those explosives came from.”
Da Jin Ya had an impression of all the famous tomb robbers and archaeologists, but this one described by Hu Ba Yi didn't ring a bell.
“Could it be someone from the Nine Gates? That can’t be, I haven’t heard anything about it.”
Fatty was still dejected, he waved his hand impatiently.
“Lao Hu, this is all we have left, if we don’t find a way, we’re going to starve.”
“Two gentlemen, if things don’t work out, I can introduce you to a job, how about that?”
“Tell us.”
“It’s almost time for dinner anyway, how about we go to Donglaishun for hotpot, my treat, as a welcome back, and I’ll tell you more along the way.”
Fatty was a foodie, hearing hotpot and meat, he immediately sprang up with joy.
“Let’s go~"
...
Han Xiao Liu reluctantly put away the Mossberg shotgun, he was really hungry, he had to find something to eat.
He closed the door and went out, not long after, two people came out of a corner on the street.
“He’s out, quickly tell Sister Manman.”
Han Xiao Liu keenly felt someone was watching him.
Actually, he had this feeling as soon as he came back, but the other party’s skill was high, Han Xiao Liu couldn’t find them immediately.
“Staring at me for what? I’m not doing anything wrong, did someone find out about my tomb raiding? That shouldn’t be, I only encountered Hu Ba Yi and the other two, and they didn’t see my face. Oh well, I’ll find out who it is sooner or later. Huh? Donglaishun? Hotpot? Hehe, I haven’t had this in a while.”
Han Xiao Liu stepped inside, finding that the place wasn’t very crowded, after all, income was generally low in this era.
“Welcome, sir, would you like a private room or a table in the hall?”
“One person, hall is fine.”
Han Xiao Liu sat down, and three people came to the table next to him.
“Damn, I bumped into them here? What are the odds, I even bump into them while eating.”
Han Xiao Liu didn’t want to greet them, but Da Jin Ya on the other side seemed to recognize him.
They were all bosses who dug for food in Panjiayuan, they basically knew who’s who.
“Oh, isn’t this Six? Where’d you make your fortune recently?”
“Brother Jin, you’re being a jerk, you sound like you got some real treasure.”
Da Jin Ya was immediately in a bad mood, after all, he had just been disappointed.
They say that competitors are enemies, they didn’t have any conflict, but it was harmless to tease each other.
Soon, the waiter brought a table full of meat and dishes.
This made Ba Yi and Fatty next door hungry.
“Brother Jin, this is the first hustler in Panjiayuan you were talking about? He doesn’t look like it.”
Ba Yi, on the other hand, was serious.
Bold assumptions, careful verification was one of his principles, even though he rarely lived by it.
At this moment, he was boldly assuming that Han Xiao Liu was the masked man he met in the general’s tomb, because he found that this man’s voice was almost identical to the masked man’s!
Han Xiao Liu’s experience in the underworld was still lacking, he hadn’t realized that he was already at risk of being exposed.
But the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen.
A luxurious car slowly drove up to the entrance of Donglaishun hotpot, two beautiful women got off.
“He’s here? Hotpot, I haven’t had it in a while. Manman, let’s go in and confront him.”
The people who arrived were Yin Nanfeng and Shengsheng Man from the New Moon Hotel.