"If you want to equal my master, I suggest that you go abroad to dig sites of the same magnitude as Noah's Ark."
"But, a ruin of this level..."
"Have it?"
The scene turned into darkness, everyone's heart sank to the bottom, and then fell into the abyss, until the endless hell.
Although Yu Xiujie is so crazy and lawless, he is telling the truth.
Countless people have fallen into the deepest despair!
Although unwilling, there is nothing we can do!
Guo Hong closed his eyes, turned around and left.
Leopard Hanlin's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and stepped angrily.
Suddenly, a colder voice than Yu Xiujie's sounded: "Mr. Yu, please repeat what you just said."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they started to scream in shock.
"Tongshi!"
"Little junior brother!"
"President Tong!"
"Bronze Lion!"
When Yu Xiujie saw it was me, his eyes quickly shrank: "Master Tong!"
I said coldly: "It's me!"
"You're here too."
"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have been able to see Mr. Yu's wonderful performance."
Yu Xiujie's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently: "Mr. Tong, do you have any advice?"
"I asked you to say what you just said again!"
"What words?"
I responded indifferently: "Mr. Yu, do you think there can be no ruins comparable to Noah's Ark in the world?"
"Of course I can't find it!"
"Are you sure you can't find it?"
"Mr. Yu, I'll give you another chance!"
Yu Xiujie's face froze, his eyes like autumn water on a flat lake were turbulent, and his face became more and more concentrated, and gradually turned white.
After a few seconds, Yu Xiujie made a decision and said with a proud sneer, "I'm sure."
"OK!"
I faced Yu Xiujie and said loudly, "Since Mr. Yu is sure, I'm relieved."
"What are you worried about? Can you still find ruins on the same level as Noah's Ark?"
I curled my lips and sneered: "Is Solomon's Temple enough?"
For a moment, Yu Xiujie's breath froze: "That's a legend."
I said calmly: "Noah's Ark is also a legend."
Yu Xiujie’s teeth clicked, and when he was about to speak, I said in a deep voice: “If you dare to deny Solomon’s Temple, I will deny Noah’s Ark.”
I stared at Yu Xiujie and said loudly: "In other words, Mr. Yu said in front of the media that Solomon's Temple does not exist. I will kowtow to you to apologize."
The corners of Yu Xiujie's eyes twitched fiercely, his face showed fear, and a fierce anger burst out from his brows: "Can Mr. Tong find it?"
"You just said that there is no place in this world comparable to the ruins of Noah's Ark. What do you say now?"
Yu Xiujie was immediately speechless! .
"Read more, Mr. Yu."
"You will be the person who will represent our Chinese archaeologists to the world from now on."
"When you go out, don't let foreigners think that our motherland is full of ignorant people like Mr. Yu who still have long braids in their hearts."
An invisible slap hit Yu Xiujie's face mercilessly.
There was a trace of paleness on his livid handsome face, his breathing was a little rapid and heavy, and his pupils suddenly became more bloodshot.
Yu Xiujie was so stunned by the slap that I stopped talking to him and left first.
At this moment, a hoarse voice came out: "Mr. Tong, please stay."
The person who stopped me was Long Yao's great disciple Wu Jiukan.
Wu Jiukan's voice is very distinctive. Although it is hoarse and unpleasant, it is full of energy.
The sound seemed to come out of his chest, and it was extremely lethal.
This man's name is the same as his voice.
Jiukan, the god of death in the middle of the month.
Wu Jiukan is about the same age as Guo Hong, so he likes her
He is older than Guo Hong.
Three fingers were missing from his left hand, which were chopped off by Xia Binghai in that tomb of blood corpses.
Until now, his right hand is a little crooked!
This is Guo Hong's contribution.
Guo Hong also participated in the bloody corpse tomb battle.
Wu Jiukan came looking for me as soon as he showed up, making it clear that he was here for me.
At that moment, Guo Hong immediately walked up to me and blocked Wu Jiukan: "Mr. Wu, do you have anything to do with my junior brother?"
When he first saw Guo Hong protecting me, Wu Jiukan showed a trace of fear in his eyes. He stood two meters away from Guo Hong and stopped coming forward: "I want to talk to the youngest Fangzhou sword holder in history, the youngest swordsman in history." Chief Appraiser, the youngest Earth Master in history, say hello and shake hands."
"Mr. Guo, do you have any objections?"
Suddenly, Xia Yuzhou, Bao Guoxing's face turned blue!
Guo Hong looked calm and composed as usual: "It's okay to say hello. Just shake hands."
"Junior brother, this is Teacher Long Yao's eldest disciple, Mr. Wu Jiukan."
"Wu Jiukan also has an identity. He was once Mr. Peng's subordinate. Now he is Mr. Suo's right-hand man."
There are many people here, so Guo Hong didn't dare to leak the secret. He just told me through this sentence that Wu Jiukan is a high-level executive of the Shen Bureau.
No wonder Noah's Ark was dug out.
The strength of Shenju is that it specializes in excavating ancient ruins!
As expected, it is a team led by Dapengniao, and the strong generals are all elites!
I looked at Wu Jiukan's hand, then looked at Wu Jiukan, and said softly: "Mr. Wu, what advice do you have?"
Wu Jiukan's convex toad eyes looked at me from a distance, and the distance of vision was seriously offset, giving people the feeling of a light on their backs.
"I don't take advice seriously. My master asked me to give you a message. He said that Long Ding, the youngest son of the Xia family, plays this card well."
Wu Jiukan's voice was very serious.
It’s hard to imagine that a man in his sixties would have such a strong lung capacity.
This old guy must have practiced internal strength!
And it’s still a boy’s skill!
"What else did Mr. Long say?"
Wu Jiukan grinned. That smile was even more ugly than crying, and it made people's skin crawl.
If it were another place, such as the wilderness, Wu Jiukan's smile would be enough to scare people to death.
This old guy is totally a monster with a toad's head.
"Master said that young geniuses with astonishing talents like Mr. Shi are rare nowadays. When he recovers from his illness, I hope to meet you in the capital of Gods and see you in person."
I responded indifferently: "Is it a meeting or a battle?"
