553: C553 Someone Was Inside the Wall

C553 Someone Was Inside the Wall

"Bang, bang, bang!"1

As Lee Yun was thinking, he vaguely heard a series of dense bullet sounds, like the dull sound of bullets being fired through several walls.

"I heard the sound of someone shooting?" Rong Liang was not sure.

"I heard it too!"

"It came from behind the wall!"

"It really is a gunman. In that case, it is that black and white team!"

Everyone quickly came to a conclusion. Lee Yun immediately remembered and quickly said, "When we used the lighter to light the candle, the explosion was caused by Alice and the others!"

Guo Xun had seen Alice and the others setting up camp on the other side of the mountain. He did not think that they did not set up camp but found their target. They also went underground and met Li Yun underground!

Jin Liulee was very surprised, "Could it be that they also met zombies? No, could it be that there is a cemetery on the other side?!"

"Probably. " Lee Yun guessed, "They used bombs to open the wall of the tomb. There were gunshots, which meant there was a fight. If it was not an internal conflict, it meant that they encountered zombies. "

After saying that, Lee Yun used his eyes to ask Guo Xun's opinion.

"It is possible that there was an internal conflict. " Guo Xun nodded. "I observed that group of people. At least 20 of them are members of foreign mercenary groups. These people do everything for money. Maybe they saw that there were many burial items in the cemetery. It is not impossible for them to betray their employer. "

"No, it's impossible. " Third Master shook his head and said very professionally, " Don't look at the many funerary objects here. They look like they can be sold for hundreds of millions, right?"

"Isn't that so?" Jin Liulee looked at him and did not call him Third Grandpa anymore.

"No. "

Third Master said with certainty, "Even if all the things here are transported out and sold, the value will not exceed 50 million!"

Everyone expressed their disbelief. The toothpick smiled awkwardly and explained, "The items dug out from the tomb cannot be exposed. They need to be resold heavily to be able to see these items in a legitimate auction. So, actually, we don't earn much. Buying antiques, businessmen who have ways to make money, are the ones who make the most money! "

Lee Yun understood.

Every time these antiques were sold, those who sold them would make a fortune.

It was just like the products sold by the factory. The price was 1 RMB, but when it came to the supermarket, it might be 5 RMB or 10 RMB.

"But it's also possible that those mercenaries don't know about this and think it's easy to sell it. " When Yang Jie suggested her opinion, Third Master did not deny it. Outsiders always thought that the antiques obtained from tomb raiding were very expensive. Actually, it was not because they did not earn much money and they even damaged their morals.

"No matter what, let's dig it up and take a look!"

When Lee Yun made his decision, although everyone was puzzled, they did not raise any objections. After all, there were too many mysteries. It was necessary for them to get to know each other when they met Alice.

Therefore, Li Yun monitored the hole where General Xu's zombie jumped into to prevent it from coming out again. Guo Xun and the other three innates were in charge of digging the hole, and they were digging in the direction where the shooter had come from.

The strange thing was that the gunshot had only sounded a few times, but it had now stopped.

"Could it be that they were all killed by the zombie? It shouldn't be that fast!" Guo Xun was somewhat puzzled. He increased the digging speed and waved the iron pickaxe in his hand very quickly.

Suddenly, Third Master of the Third Family and the toothpick knelt down towards Lee Yun and kowtowed heavily, saying, "Mr Lee, we were in the wrong. Please punish us!"

"Eh?"

Lee Yun was stunned for a moment before he reacted. These two people had ulterior motives. Their purpose in coming to General Xu's Tomb was not simple.

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