Liang Jian: I have a canteen

"Ten thousand!" The archaeologist didn't want to argue with Xu San any longer. He could tell that Xu San didn't care about time. If he wanted to play, he wouldn't keep calling him even if it got dark. He was just there to go through the motions and make up an excuse.

"Since we've reached an agreement, let's pay up!" Xu San rubbed his hands together and said with a grin, "It's a small business, no credit! And cash only."

The archaeologist glanced at the two men behind him, who nodded simultaneously. Then, one of them took out a roll of US dollars from his suit jacket pocket.

Xu San's face immediately fell when he saw the roll of US dollars. "This archaeologist, the quantity is incorrect?"

Xu San didn't take the money; instead, he crossed his arms and said coldly.

"This is two thousand!" The archaeologist from outside said with a smile, twirling the amount in his hand.

"I've already said that small businesses shouldn't extend credit. What's the meaning of you taking out such a small amount of money?"

"This is the deposit!" The archaeologist continued to toss the two thousand US dollars in his hand, his tone becoming more forceful. At the same time, the other two men and Sisford had already taken their positions.

Xu San didn't look at the positions of the other three, but his "circle" could clearly sense their positions, as well as the positions of Hans and Huan Ji.

Xu San's "circle" can perceive not only what is seen, but also some hidden things.

such as
Firearms hidden in clothing.

Inside the room, apart from Huanji, everyone else was carrying a gun. Even Hans had a small pistol hidden inside his forearm. Although the exact model was unknown, it should be enough to injure an enemy at such close range.

"Ha~~ha~~~" Xu San opened his mouth and slowly yawned. "You're not being sincere at all, you archaeologist. 2000 is too little. If you take out 9999 dollars, I might not even ask for the final payment when the time is up."

The archaeologist chuckled dismissively, "Ha~ you."

Before he could finish speaking, the archaeologist felt a sudden lightness in his body, followed by the sensation of being lifted up, his body seemingly out of his control. Then he saw his own body, except that it was headless.

这 是
what happened?

I just wanted to draw my gun, how did I fly up? And what's wrong with my body?

Is it
I was beheaded?
When did that islander pull out his knife?

Could that knife really cut people?
Aren't the knives used by people in island nations mostly just decorative items these days?
The beheaded archaeologist's head flew through the air as he drifted into wild thoughts.

On the other side, Huan Ji, who had been hiding in the shadows, also made her move. Her two shurikens were thrown almost simultaneously with Xu San's knife, hitting the other two men.

Hmm. Two men whose names haven't even been revealed yet.

In an instant, all three men in the cabin were killed.

With a crisp sound of sheathing a sword, Huan Ji appeared, a dagger pressed against Sisford's throat.

"Hmm~" Sisford blinked, still not quite understanding.

It happened so fast, in just a second, and his three accomplices in the room were dead.

They weren't completely dead, but their condition was good enough to be considered dead.

Comparatively speaking, Hans reacted relatively quickly; the pistol he had concealed on his forearm slipped into his hand after the Phantom Princess appeared. (End of Chapter)