Chapter 593 (1/2)

When he came to the downstairs of the Book Museum, Hong Fan took Chen ang and hid in the alley. As soon as he wanted to climb up, he was stopped by Chen ang.

”The old curator is not that simple. According to the information I have obtained, he can open such a large museum in Cairo, a backward and chaotic colonial country, but not only on the face of officials. In fact, all the people in Cairo know that the museum can't afford to be provoked, so it is full of ancient Egyptian cultural relics, and no one dares to do anything.”

”It's the garrison troops who solve the trouble!” Hong Fan thought it was normal. Of course, the garrison troops will not fight the world only by armed forces, as in the original plot. In fact, as deep-rooted local snakes here, their energy is amazing.

A facade like a museum will certainly not be harassed by those unscrupulous hooligans.

”But in some cases, the guards of the mausoleum can't help. A few years ago, a group of bandits planned to loot here at night. They planned to do this, so they ran away. Naturally, they wouldn't taboo anything. But after they touched it, they disappeared into the museum, and there was only the old curator.” Chen ang said a piece of information he confirmed.

Hong Fan also noticed the information contained in the intelligence, and his face changed: ”you mean the old librarian's idea?”

Chen ang and Hong Fan looked at each other and had a dispute in their hearts. Hong Fan said, ”since there are spells in the mummy world, it will naturally have a harmonious world outlook. We knew when we did fan Xinhai's task in the past that if there are supernatural forces in the current task world, the relationship between the plot characters we contact will never be as simple as that in the film.”

”Especially when we meet a little noble, we have Knight blood. If we meet people from the Holy See, we will be able to master divine arts. Since imodon knows magic and divine arts, as a Pharaoh, it is strange that he has no supernatural inheritance to prevent his resurrection.” Hong Fan has understood Chen Ang's meaning and nodded.

Hong Fan pasted it on the outer wall of the museum, climbed the fingertips of the wall edge, and made himself pass the wall lightly. His steps were as light and silent as a cat. Chen ang looked at his back and looked thoughtfully: ”this skill is the assassin's foot steps of the assassin in the assassin's Creed. Falling from a high place will not cause great damage, and there will be no footsteps when sneaking.”

Hong Fan didn't wear the classic Hoodie, but it can still be seen from his dress that he is a kind of attack that tends to be agile, can attack when necessary, and does a lot of damage as usual.

Although the soft armor increases some weight, it also greatly strengthens the defense, which shows that he often has to fight closely with the enemy, and the excellent design allows the soft armor to avoid affecting the flexibility of the body to the greatest extent. It can be seen that he relies on dexterity and agility to fight, and his steps from time to time also show his good frontal combat ability.

On the whole, it is close to the fighting mode of Xiake and assassin. It is good at sneaking into the battle. In front battle, it relies on step evasion and agility to avoid damage. It mainly focuses on wandering.

Hong Fan didn't know that Chen ang only saw so much from his clothes. He quietly came to the windowsill of the museum area, gently picked it with the dagger in his right hand, opened the window door, turned over and entered. Chen ang saw him enter the museum area and gently pressed it on the stone wall, just like a clever swallow attached to the eaves.

With his right hand, he absorbed the sound of the window opening and closing into his palm. Chen ang touched the museum from the second floor.

Hong Fan was stunned when he saw it. Chen ang easily locked the position of the curator. He silently observed everything against a shadow. The curator's office area was not small, and there was only one entrance and exit, and the windows were tightly closed. The lights in the room were bright, so he didn't give people like Hong Fan a chance.

Chen ang sighed secretly when he saw this. He knew too well what kind of fighting methods professionals like Hong Fan would use.