N-M Chapter 3318 Shen Tianyu 718
Chapter 3318 Shen Tianyu 718
Qin Heng said unhappily, "You and it are the same kind, your whole family is the same kind as it!"
Sheng Po had already jumped down to chase after the corpse beetle.
Qin Heng also chased after him.
The two chased each other for some distance before finally stopping in front of a dilapidated hotel.
The hotel had six floors, and the electrical wires on the exterior walls were tangled like a spider web. One of the streetlights next to it was broken, making the light dim.
The corpse beetle flew to the window of the westernmost room on the third floor.
The curtains were half-drawn, and a gap was left in the gauze window.
The corpse beetle flew in through the gap in the screen window.
Someone poked their head out to check.
Sheng Po quickly looked away, pretending to be a passerby waiting for a bus, and said to Qin Heng in a low voice, "Mosquitoes are rampant in autumn, and their bites are even more painful. This room has a gap left in the screen window, which is obviously prepared for these corpse beetles. You stay here and cover the rear, I'll go upstairs to take a look."
Qin Heng said, "You said this corpse beetle is highly poisonous. If they can get one, they can definitely get countless more. It attacked you but not me. I'll go up and check it out. You stay behind and cover the rear."
Sheng Po glanced at him again.
Qin Heng raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. "What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?"
Sheng Po's eyes darkened slightly. "Who exactly are you?"
"Qin Heng, I have memories of my past life, and I am currently searching for memories of my previous life to unlock multiple identities. Although I have memories and personality from my past life, I am still Qin Heng, a pillar of the Gu family."
Sheng Po felt that he was both old and young, sometimes mature and sometimes childish.
But it's true that he takes responsibility.
Sheng Po said, "I have the Flower-Tailed Poisonous Bee Gu, which makes me immune to all poisons, and I also have hidden weapons. The skills you've learned are too orthodox. The other party isn't a righteous person, so I'll go instead."
"I am King Heng."
"I called you Prince Heng a few times, and you actually think you're Prince Heng?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Sheng Po leaped up and was already on the second floor.
These small hotels all use ordinary air conditioners. Sheng Po climbed onto the outdoor unit of the air conditioner and jumped to the third floor.
He crouched by the window like an ivy, listening intently to what was happening inside.
He has a naturally more sensitive sense of smell than others.
He twitched his nostrils slightly and smelled a very strange odor.
The smell of decay.
Yes, it was an indescribable stench of decay, the kind of foul smell that only comes from something that has been rotting for a long time.
He thought, this must be the smell of a tomb raider.
No matter how much they rinse, it's difficult to get rid of the smell.
Soon, a young man's low voice came from inside, "This thing flew back, so it must have succeeded."
Then came an old, hoarse male voice, speaking in a thick dialect: "Wait a little longer. If we go to deliver the antidote now, they'll suspect we set a trap. We won't get the money, and we'll end up in jail."
"Wait a few days? That girl looks very delicate. I'm afraid she'll get bitten and won't last long."
"It will be at least three days from now."
"That girl speaks with a thick Beijing accent, she's definitely from Beijing, and she had several bodyguards with her. She's obviously rich." The young man's voice was excited. "We've really ripped off a fat sheep this time. After this, we can live peacefully for at least half a year. Isn't this better than tomb raiding?"
A smell of smoke was coming out.
Sheng Po covered his mouth and nose with one hand.
The old, hoarse male voice said, "Let's stop here after this one. If we do too much, word will spread, and people will realize we set a trap."
"Then let's ask for more money this time. How much would be appropriate?"
An old, hoarse male voice said, "Fifty million."
"Fifty million isn't enough for us to live a peaceful life for most of our lives. We need at least one hundred million. I also need to find a wife and have a few children. And you, at your age, are riddled with illnesses, which will also cost money."
Suddenly, a young male voice exclaimed, "Why isn't this little thing energetic today? Is the girl's blood too tender, and it hasn't had enough to drink?"
Sheng Po pressed the record end button.
That's enough to warrant their sentencing.
This group is definitely not doing this for the first time; they definitely have prior convictions. Checking their records is the police's job.
Sheng Po raised his hand and used a hidden weapon to cut open the gauze window.
As the screen window closed, he leaped into the room like an arrow.
There were indeed two people in the room.
One old and one young.
The old man was about sixty or seventy years old, thin, about 1.7 meters tall, with dark skin, wrinkles all over his face, large eye bags, a bulbous nose, and a sinister aura about him, but his eyes gleamed with a ghostly light.
The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was also thin and bony, with a pointed head like a date pit. He had a lot of pimples on his forehead, dark circles under his eyes, and a very poor complexion.
The old man immediately grabbed the cage containing the corpse beetles, trying to escape.
Sheng Po stepped in front of him to block his path.
The young man yelled at Sheng Po, "Who are you? Why are you barging into our room?"
Sheng Po brandished his phone, "Who do you think I am?"
The young man's eyes widened. "You, you wouldn't happen to be in cahoots with that pretty girl, would you?"
Sheng Po did not answer, but asked only, "Where did the corpse beetles come from? Who tamed them?"
The young man retorted angrily, "What corpse beetle? I don't understand what you're talking about!"
Sheng Po's face darkened, and he said coldly, "If I wanted to kill you, it would be a matter of minutes. You'd better tell the truth. It's either death, going to jail, or telling the truth. You have three choices!"
The young man was momentarily taken aback by his words.
He looked at Sheng Po with suspicion, but saw that he was very handsome, with long eyebrows that reached his temples, a pair of thin and beautiful eyes, a fair face, and petal-shaped lips.
No matter how fierce she is, she is still unbelievably beautiful.
The tension in the young man's eyes lessened temporarily.
He said, "I found it."
Sheng Po sneered, "I heard everything you said. You're tomb raiders. If you can tell me which tomb this corpse beetle came from, I'll spare you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
He's so good-looking.
No matter how much you threaten or intimidate, it won't have much deterrent effect.
The young man's eyes darted around, seemingly still unwilling to speak.
Sheng Po parted his lips slightly, and a golden light flew out from his mouth!
The slender-waisted, golden-winged, flower-tailed poisonous bee swirled around the young man, its wings vibrating and emitting a faint metallic sound.
The old man's eyes widened in terror.
He had a bad feeling and shouted to the young man in a panic, "Run! We've run into an expert today!"
It's too late, it's faster than that!
The flower-tailed poisonous bee stung the young man's cheek fiercely!
The young man let out a howl and covered his face in pain!
The flower-tailed poisonous bee swiftly flew to the old man's face and stung his bulbous nose fiercely!
The old man's red, bulbous nose swelled up visibly, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled up to the size of a baby's fist.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.
"Pfft!"
He covered his nose and fell to the ground!
The young man also covered his face and fell to the ground, rolling around in pain as he screamed incoherently.
Sheng Po dialed Qin Heng's cell phone number and said, "King Heng, come up. This corpse beetle might really be one of your kind. This old one and this young one might be key clues."