I Made the Myth Template

The black safe is about seventy to eighty centimeters high.

From the outside, there is not much sense of technology. The upper part is a round combination lock, while the lower part requires a key to open.

I can see it.

Qinglong's group never thought that these relics would be stolen.

Because this is their old lair, Li Hu, the Awakened, is sitting here most of the time. They may feel that there is no need to spend too much thought on the safe.

Actually it is.

Su Heng squatted in front of the safe, reached out and twisted the combination lock twice, and heard the sound of mechanical gears turning from it.

At this moment.

There was a rush of footsteps from the stairs outside the box. Obviously, the movement here was not small, and the sound and smell came out, which attracted the staff of the nightclub.

Su Heng frowned.

He must open the safe quickly, otherwise, if someone sees it later, it will be troublesome for things to get bigger.

Without going to Qinglong to look for the key, Su Heng hooked his five fingers, pinched the lock of the safe, and slowly exerted force.

A large piece of snake scales appeared on the back of the hand, and the thick black tendons were like chains.

Although the structure of this safe is simple, it is unexpectedly solid. The outermost layer of iron is at least three or four centimeters thick. It is made of a special alloy, and its toughness and hardness are far better than ordinary ones. of steel.

Unfortunately, even the super-strong alloys began to slowly distort and deform due to the enormous force boosted by the template fusion state.

quack!

with a loud bang.

The lock of the entire safe was torn off alive by Su Heng, and a large black hole was broken in the center of the safe.

With the help of the lights in the box, Su Heng could see clearly that the safe was divided into upper and lower floors.

The upper layer is a wooden Buddha statue, the lower layer is a yellowed ancient book, and there are two small boxes specially used to store valuables.

The footsteps outside were getting faster and faster, and even mixed with the screaming screams of girls.

That's because the guy whose throat was blasted by Su Heng just now happened to fall at the door, his empty-eyed head bent into a strange angle, lying in a pool of blood, staring straight at the person who came.

Although this nightclub is a gang-related enterprise, many people just come here to work and make a living.

Without warning, I suddenly saw such a terrifying scene.

Not to mention those female gangsters, even the horse boy who came over after hearing the sound turned pale with fright, but he didn't dare to step into that box for a while.

Taking advantage of the time they were hesitating, Su Heng unhurriedly packed up the contents of the safe and carried them on his back.

Pushing open the window, he jumped off the second-floor windowsill in the dark.

The backside of Qingcheng is a remote path, and the terrain on both sides is very complicated. Qinglong and the others probably thought about leaving a way for them to escape, but it was cheaper for Su Heng.

Under the bright moonlight.

Su Heng's sturdy body revealed a lightness, and after a few flickering jumps, he completely disappeared.

……

And in Qingcheng.

Second floor.

In the box, where the strong smell of blood pervades, the lights flicker. A large group of people surrounded the box, all of them were pale, and they dared not step into it easily, for fear that the monster in the box had not left, and they would encounter unexpected events.

In the end, a flat-headed man with a face full of flesh strode out from the corner of the stairs, with a large group of horses.

"Step aside!"

The flat-headed man's name is Wang Jun. He is the No. 3 figure in the Qinglong gang, second only to Qinglong and Li Hu.

He is usually responsible for making contact with other gangs outside and dealing with some unsightly things. Unexpectedly, this time he went out and escaped a disaster.

Arrogantly, he stretched out his hand and pushed away the several shop assistants who were blocking his way.

The force was so great that the clerk stumbled and almost fell directly to the ground, but he didn't dare to say anything, he lowered his head and hurried away.

With one foot, the corpse that fell on the ground was kicked open, and Wang Jun came to the door of the box.

"Yuck..."

The strong **** smell filled the nose and rushed straight to the forehead.

He retched, his stomach turned upside down, and he almost vomited out.

In the small box, corpses fell to the ground in pieces and pieces, their flesh and blood flying all over the place.

He is usually in the gang, and he is responsible for doing black work, and he has seen countless **** scenes.

Even he himself is known for being ruthless on the Tao.

But suddenly seeing such a hellish scene, even Wang Jun felt like his heart had stopped beating.

He stepped over the corpse step by step, and saw the metal safe in the corner that was torn apart by living brute force.

He felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Brother Jun, what should we do now?"

A young man with the appearance of a horse boy had red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to avenge the boss and the others?"

"Snapped!"

A bright red palm print appeared on Ma Zai's face. The slap was so forceful that a few teeth flew out of his mouth~www.novelmt.com~ I report to Nima! "

Wang Jun still seemed to feel uneasy, or he was simply venting his fears.

He ruthlessly kicked the pony's belly, "You want me to die, don't you!?"

After half an hour.

The horse boy lying on the ground stopped moving, and a few beads of sweat appeared on Wang Jun's forehead, which made him feel more relaxed, and instructed the younger brother who was silent behind him.

"This matter must be caused by the Awakened, and the other party is much stronger than Li Hu. This is no longer something we can intervene in."

He took a breath and continued, "Report this matter to the company and the people in the inspection department."

"Let them have a headache."

……

The suburb of Qingcheng.

Su Heng had already returned to his room.

He ate something, took a shower, lay on the bed, and slowly waited for himself to recover from the weakness left by the template fusion state.

He murdered again, but this time the feeling was similar to the last time.

No guilt, no guilt at all.

It's not just because Qinglong and the others deserve to die, there are other feelings that can't be explained. Su Heng closed his eyes and didn't think about it.

After I recover my physical strength.

He just came to the computer desk and started to count his gains today.

The old Buddha statue and the yellowed ancient book, in those two boxes, were a somewhat blackened silver bracelet and a simple wooden hairpin.

The four real relics, the silver bracelet and the wooden hairpin each provided Su Heng with twenty-five real points.

The Buddha statue provided Su Heng with fifty points, and the ancient book provided even more points, a full one hundred points.

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