At the entrance of the tomb's hole, the man with the goatee faced the blonde man's tough attitude and felt a pang in his heart, secretly thinking that these foreigners indeed had ill intentions, wanting them to go ahead as guinea pigs.

This tomb is completely different from the ones dug up in the previous days, which is evident from the special rammed-earth layer outside.

But since the reward hadn't been received yet, and these foreigners were armed, he could only grit his teeth and oblige.

The man with the goatee signaled to the young man and another tomb raider: "Grab your gear, stay close, watch your step, don't slip." Having said that, he turned on his flashlight and hunched over to enter the tomb first.

The beam of the flashlight pierced the darkness, illuminating the scene ahead. It seemed their hole had precisely broken through the aisle, with two decayed, blackened boards ahead likely being the door to an annex room.

The other end of the aisle led into endless darkness.

The young man and another tomb raider followed closely into the aisle, and the young man discreetly glanced behind before leaning to the man with the goatee and whispered, "Uncle, this time I have to bring out some treasures no matter what."

The man with the goatee gave him a glance without a word.

By then, the blonde man and others started coming in one after another. He directed his subordinates to activate some kind of detection equipment, then looked at the tablet in his hand and pointed to the annex room ahead, saying to the man with the goatee, "Go there."

The man with the goatee nodded expressionlessly, acting very cooperative as he walked forward.

This annex room was not large, with a layer of collapsed rammed-earth dust and some decayed wood on the ground. In the corner, a few wooden boxes stood crookedly, their red paint long turned black. The gilded copperware seen by the tomb raider earlier was packed in one of these boxes.

The young man behind the man with the goatee moved his feet, just about to approach the wooden boxes, when he heard the blonde man's rigid voice: "Keep going forward! Don't touch anything inside!"

The young man stood still, biting his lip, clearly struggling to control his temper.

The blonde man, seeing this, showed no mercy, waved to his subordinate behind him, who stepped forward two paces, drew a pistol, and pointed it at the young man's head, releasing the safety.

"You'd better not test my patience again, this is my last warning!"

The man with the goatee turned back, seeing their stance, a cold gleam flickered in his eyes.

This time he said nothing, just pulled the young man and continued walking forward...

Outside the camp, the blonde man took most of his subordinates away, leaving only two people to guard above.

Just fifty meters away, Duan Pingyu lay on the grass, inching closer and closer.

He was in an army green camouflage suit, blending almost entirely into the surroundings. Without close inspection, his presence was hard to notice.

Perhaps having stayed on the grasslands for too long without any incidents, the two guards weren't overly vigilant either; they casually smoked by a tent.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, sprinting rapidly from behind.

The two heard the commotion and just turned their heads when the figure was already less than five meters from them.

This figure was Duan Pingyu, seen leaping from the ground, violently smashing his right fist into one man's chest, this powerful punch carrying a whistling wind, knocking him several steps back.

Although this foreigner appeared tall and sturdy, his face turned pale upon taking Duan Pingyu's solid punch.

Clutching his chest with one hand, his other instinctively reached for the gun at his waist, but Duan Pingyu didn't give him the chance, the sole of a size 44 shoe harshly stomped on his hand, causing him to inhale sharply from the pain.

In comparison, his companion had slightly better luck, already kicked in the head by Duan Pingyu beforehand, passing out.

After dealing with the two guards, Duan Pingyu dragged them into a nearby tent, then cautiously approached the pit to check. Confirming that everyone had entered the hole, he took out his phone and called Qi Yun.

"They've dug a hole and should be inside the tomb now."

Thirty kilometers away, five SUVs were parked on the grasslands.

In the leading car, Qi Yun said on the phone, "Okay, we're heading over now!"

Hanging up, Qi Yun turned to the middle-aged driver: "Officer Wu, there's movement; those people are in the northeastern direction."

The middle-aged man, referred to as Officer Wu, didn't doubt him, immediately instructing the driver to set off.

This Officer Wu was with national security in Northern Mongolia. Yesterday, Qi Yun had recounted the situation to Ge Dabao over the phone, who then contacted local colleagues, requesting personnel deployment to capture the foreign tomb raiders.

Actually, tomb raiding usually wouldn't require national security personnel, but since the raiders were foreigners and suspiciously armed, Ge Dabao reported this to the higher-ups, who decided to involve the national security team.

Additionally, Qi Yun and his team arrived over an hour ago but hadn't taken any action.

The reason being Qi Yun said his men hadn't reported back yet.

He was waiting for them to open the tomb, so he could bring the archaeological team in, without worrying about the authority issue Director Hua mentioned yesterday.

With the tomb opened, the archaeological team arriving first to undertake some protective work shouldn't raise any objections, right?

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