Long Jingxing:(╬▔Pan▔)╯

Sun Lutang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wang Jun sideways.

Wang Jun didn't notice Mr. Sun's strangeness and smiled at Long Jingxing.

"Then are you still willing to cooperate with this heretic like me?"

Long Jingxing took a deep breath and slowly shook his head, "The person we are cooperating with is not you. You are just too young, ignorant, and don't know the greatness of the Mother Goddess."

After a brief pause, he said: "We have one more condition. No matter what is in the Holy Relic Cave, you should put it back to its original place and never be allowed to take it away."

Wang Jun said: "No problem."

"Don't try to be cunning." Long Jingxing slapped his thigh hard.

"I guarantee that he is not being naughty," Sun Lutang said: "While we were inside, little friend Wang Jun was the first to suggest not to touch the items inside."

Long Jingxing pondered for two seconds, nodded and said, "I believe in you, Mr. Sun."

This sentence is meant for ghosts to hear.

The strong man was too strong and completely ignored the rules. He had no way to refute it and had no intention of raising it in the first place.

However, after some exchanges, after learning about the situation in City 36, the Wilderness Temple seems to have enough leverage - except for the Wilderness Temple, no force can protect tens of millions of ordinary people in the wilderness.

"One more thing, we want to know what's inside the cave..."

Wang Jun smiled and shook his head, looking at Sun Lutang.

Following his gaze, Long Jingxing saw Sun Lutang's face turning cold.

The air seemed to be freezing and the breeze was like a knife scraping bones.

It seemed like a second had passed, and it seemed like it had disappeared for thousands of years. Long Jingxing's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which was purely due to the physiological instinct under the pressure of a high position.

At this time, he heard Sun Lutang say: "We have our own methods for transferring the masses, you are just a backup plan."

The implication is to warn Long Jingxing not to push too far.

After that, there was no talking all night. When the sky dimmed and the morning light fell on the earth, Wang Jun and his party set out to return.

The people in the Wilderness Temple all have obvious characteristics, and their resistance to the city is very serious, so no one is sent to follow them.

Li Xuanchen left behind an ordinary encrypted mobile phone for subsequent communication between the two parties.

As for the Hunter Guild, the area leader and several captains had their own responsibilities, so they did not lead the team to follow.

A fully loaded jeep cannot accommodate so many people, and can only accommodate two people at most.

After screening, the people were finally determined - Fengya and the robed woman holding a giant axe.

The two of them followed Wang Jun and others into City No. 36 to find out whether the information about the Blood Worshiping Sect was true or false.

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City No. 36, District 1, Baoku Bank.

Ye Zhen's eyes were fixed on the only short building in the steel jungle. The golden exterior wall was bright and shiny, like a fortress made of gold.

He walked straight into it. The interior furnishings were very modern. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all covered with solid ceramic tiles, and exquisite patterns with silver and gold borders could be seen everywhere.

At the edge of the lobby, more than a dozen teams of robot security guards were armed with semi-automatic rifles.

At the counter not far away, a young lady was wearing a decent black suit, full of professional temperament.

Seeing Ye Zhen approaching the counter, she smiled sweetly and said, "Sir, how can I help you?"

Ye Zhen said: "I want to open an anonymous treasure house."

"Okay," the young lady took out an old-fashioned flip phone from under the counter and placed it on the table, "Please enter the password."
Chapter completed!