Merchant of the Underworld

Han Laoliu walked to the small table by the pool, grabbed a bottle of vodka, unscrewed the lid with a bang and said: "If you don't act like a human being before I finish drinking this bottle of wine, get out of here." Come here and I will freeze you into an ice sculpture again."

After saying that, he raised his neck and started drinking.

"My old friend, you are always so emotionless." The fat man said it easily, but he did not hesitate in his actions. He stood up hurriedly and signaled the beauties to leave immediately, and then walked away from the strong man standing by the pool. He took a snow-white bath towel in his hand and wrapped it around his waist, and walked across the swimming pool.

Han Laoliu drank up the wine and opened another bottle: "We are looking for a place, right on your territory."

The big fat Hani was pouring wine into the cup. After hearing what he said, he suddenly stared at me and said, "You don't want to go to Devil's Valley too, do you?"

Hey, how did he know?

I was stunned. How could he guess that we were going to Devil's Valley? And what he just said clearly was ‘I want to go too. ’

Could it be that besides us, is there anyone else who wants to go to that place?

Han Laoliu also heard what he meant and asked, "Who else is going?"

Hani spread his hands and said, "I can't tell clearly, but... I can tell that they are all the same people as you."

I clearly felt that when Hani said this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He may have thought of something extremely terrifying that could make this terrifying leader who is sitting on one side so scared. It seems that the person who came here is not simple.

"You did all that?" Han Laoliu glared.

"Uh, yes..." Hani swallowed hard, his face changed unnaturally, and he defended in a panic: "You didn't say you were going there before, and I don't want to provoke these people, so... …”

"It's getting lively now." Han Laoliu said to me with a stern face: "Let's go! It seems we have to set off right away."

Han Laoliu shook off his coat and walked out without looking at Hani. As he walked, he ordered: "Prepare more human blood and vodka."

I followed Han Laoliu out of the villa. He jumped into the car without saying a word and started the engine directly.

We had just driven a few kilometers when a snowmobile with snow chains on it came up from behind. It honked its horn several times, signaling for us to follow.

After another dozen miles, two more cars rushed past and joined the queue.

The vast snowfield is endless, and the four cars are like beetles crawling on the white paper, as if there is no end.

Han Laoliu almost never spoke except for gulping down a bottle of wine from time to time. I wandered in the car for a while and then fell asleep in a sleepy state.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I was suddenly awakened by a stinging pain. It felt like hundreds of steel needles were stuck all over my body. The pain was unbearable!

No, the magic box has been opened!

I hurriedly got up and took a look, and sure enough, the magic box had opened its bundle, and the little man inside was spinning and dancing slowly.

The villain's facial features are exactly those of Li Mazi, and he looks extremely painful.

There were bursts of extremely miserable screams coming from outside the car, and the tones were exactly the same as the melody in the magic box, which was extremely complicated.

I turned around and saw that it was completely dark now. Four cars formed a circle and stopped at the foot of a snow slope. A bonfire was lit outside the car, and a dozen strong Russian men covered their heads with their hands and rolled into a mess on the ground. The miserable screams were made by them.

The wine, guns, and backpacks on the ground were all in a mess.

Only Han Laoliu sat next to me as if nothing was wrong, drinking wine leisurely, as if he heard nothing and saw nothing.

At this time, a strong man couldn't bear the pain anymore. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at his head.

Han Laoliu opened the car window casually, threw out the bottle, and knocked the man's pistol away with a bang, then grabbed another bottle of wine and drank it.

I quickly took out the plasma and poured it in. As soon as the magic box absorbed the blood, it immediately calmed down, and the little man inside slowly stopped spinning. Li Mazi's facial features gradually disappeared and turned into the original appearance of the singer.

The lid of the box slowly closed, and all the strong men on the ground stopped screaming, but they were all in pain and couldn't stand up, with expressions of extreme astonishment on their faces.

The strong man who was saved by Han Laoliu staggered up, walked to the window and said something respectfully to Han Laoliu, as if to thank him for saving his life.

Han Laoliu ignored him at all, slowly closed the car window, turned to me and said, "We have nine days left. If we still can't find the Sword of Dusk, there is nothing anyone can do."

"What Jiutian?" I asked very strangely.

This guy is really too mysterious. Why does he know so much about the magic box?

Han Laoliu seemed to have noticed my doubts. He pointed to the long scar on his face that was as horizontal as a centipede and asked inexplicably: "Do you know where I got this scar?"

Before I could say anything, he asked and answered himself: "It was Chu Yi who chopped it down. At that time, my soul was infected by the devil. If it weren't for Chu Yi's sword, I would have died long ago."

"We were in the Sarke Tomb that time, and the magic box was one of the sacrifices! Fortunately, I was seriously injured at the time and was carried out unconscious by the first grade of junior high school. Otherwise, with my greed at the time, I would definitely Take the magic box away, and I will be the first person to be entangled by Pless's box..."

"After coming back, Chu Yi and I studied the things inside, including the magic box. This thing is indeed very evil. Once the demon inside is released, it will be useless no matter how many experts are invited! Moreover, this thing is very strange. Except for the Sword of Dusk, no other holy object can subdue it."

"You may not have noticed just now that one of the fingers of the villain has turned into white bones. This is a black witchcraft in the Western world called the devil's hand. As long as all ten fingers turn into white bones, the devil will Break free from the shackles and reappear in the world. By then, even if we find the Sword of Dusk, it may not be effective."

When I heard this, I was extremely surprised. I didn't expect that Han Laoliu was not only a fellow traveler, but also had such a thrilling experience.

No wonder the man in the T-shirt told him everything and asked him to help. It turned out that they had been exposed to the Plessian Box a long time ago.

"Then do you think the Sword of Dusk will be in the Devil's Valley?" Although I am extremely confident in my own speculation and the judgment of the man in the T-shirt, at this point, I have a little doubt again, in case I find a mistake. I've lost my place, and I won't have the chance to do it again.