Chapter 152 (2/2)

Open the dark box. In the dark box, there is a wooden box about two feet long and one foot wide. When you open the wooden box, there is a dazzling glow in the wooden box.

The wooden box was full of all kinds of jewelry, precious stones and thick stacks of silver notes. Yan Liqiang didn't think about it, so he poured all these things into the black bag he was carrying.

After installing these, Yan Liqiang knocked on the bottom of the wooden box, turned it over a few times, and opened a interlayer from the bottom of the wooden box.

Placed in the interlayer is a palm sized black porcelain bottle sealed with wax, a Book wrapped in silk, two unknown things as bright and shiny as pigeon eggs, and a half foot long metal cylinder

Yan Liqiang didn't know what these things were, but what could be hidden in the interlayer of the box must be something more valuable than the jewelry and silver notes on it. He packed all these things in his backpack without thinking about it.

In less than two minutes, Yan Liqiang had swept all the things in the dark box under the bed.

Finally, he glanced at the room. Yan Liqiang quickly left the room with something on his back. Half a minute later, Yan Liqiang had turned out of the courtyard wall of the mansion and appeared outside.

”Suddenly stunned...” a team of more than ten Shatu people, with various fire-fighting tools and lanterns, just turned out from a street corner not far away. It seemed that they were going to fight the fire. When Yan Liqiang turned out from the courtyard wall, he just ran into the team of sandy people.

Suddenly Leng - whose meaning is it in Shatu language?

The one who answered the Shatu man was the arrow shot by Yan Liqiang.

The arrow that flew out went in from the mouth of the Shatu man and out from the back of his head, and took the Shatu man backward and flew out.

The Shatu people nearby shouted at once. Several Shatu people pulled out their machetes and rushed towards Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang stood in the street and didn't move. He just opened his bow and fired arrows at the fastest speed. On average, he shot almost two to three arrows a second. Within five or six seconds, she shot and killed all the Shatu people in the street. None of them escaped. The horror of archery cultivation was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The noise on the street suddenly made more noise around, but before more Shatu people appeared, Yan Liqiang's body had long disappeared into the darkness and rushed towards the Kowloon Bridge like a black shadow.

When he ran near the Kowloon Bridge, Yan Liqiang felt the sound of rhinoceros horses running behind him. Some Shatu people had reflected that they were riding horses and chasing around like casting a net.

Yan Liqiang crossed the river, came to the east of Jiulong bridge, went to the roof of a house, waited quietly for a while, and saw a team of Shatu people riding rhinoceros horses chasing here.

”Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh“

In the dark, Yan Liqiang's long bow was like a life chasing talisman. Before the Shatu people rode their horses to the Kowloon Bridge, there were people tumbling up and down. All the Shatu people were shot down by Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang shot all the remaining 20 arrows in his arrow pot. As a result, more than 20 Shatu people died. He left his longbow and arrow pot, changed his voice and laughed on the roof. The sound shocked everywhere. ”Grandson of Shatu, Grandpa's mountain wind is here. If you don't want to die, just chase him, ha ha...”

When the Shatu people behind heard this and looked at the pile of corpses in front, no one dared to cross the Kowloon Bridge again.

Jumping off the roof, Yan Liqiang disappeared like a shadow in the deep alleys behind the Kowloon Bridge. It didn't take two minutes to come near the small building he rented. Seeing that no one around noticed, Yan Liqiang suddenly crossed the wall and turned into his yard.

When he went upstairs, closed the window, changed his clothes and took off his mask, Yan Liqiang almost couldn't help laughing

Put the black bag away in the room, and Yan Liqiang lay down on the bed

Just now, he had heard the sound of soldiers and horses running towards the Kowloon Bridge.

Now, there's a lot of excitement

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