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Chapter 251 Unexpected Turn of Events, A Deadly Feast

The gunshots startled the others who were engrossed in the moment.

As if waking from a dream, everyone was slightly taken aback at first, and then their eyes all focused on the stone platform.

That dazzling golden light instantly ignited the flame of "greed" in my heart.

Without Fang Cheng needing to remind them, everyone understood the same principle.

Once we take down the last troublesome man in black robes, we can snatch the coveted Golden Bomba Bottle!

Immediately afterwards, almost everyone took off at the same time and rushed towards the stone platform in the center of the secret chamber at top speed.

It was as if even the slightest delay would cause them to miss out on the treasure.

The whole scene resembled a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, filled with an atmosphere of madness.

Seeing the swarm of treasure hunters approaching, Lu Shihua suddenly clenched his fists, raised his fingers, and whispered:

"Edict!"

The tadpole-shaped incantations continued to twist and flow in the air, surging into the golden sphere of light as if returning home.

The three men in black robes who had been shot and fallen to the ground suddenly jumped up straight.

Their eyes were wide open, their faces blank, and bullet holes were clearly visible on their foreheads, with faint traces of black blood seeping out.

Despite suffering such potentially fatal injuries, these people did not die; instead, they charged at the treasure hunters with boundless energy.

Moreover, he was extremely agile and incredibly resilient, instantly disrupting everyone's formation and drawing a chorus of curses and shouts.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attack was blocked, Lu Shihua quickly retreated and met up with Lu Tao, who had already hidden at the back door.

The two exchanged a glance, unlocked the door behind them, and quickly disappeared into the dark passage.

It seemed that he felt there was no way to turn the tide, so he prepared to give up the Golden Bamba Bottle and prioritize saving his own life.

At this moment, chaos erupted inside the underground vault, with shouts and fighting sounds mingling together.

Everyone was too busy fighting for the treasure to pay attention to the Lu family's movements.

Fang Cheng watched Lu Tao and the man in black robes hastily retreat, and his unease grew stronger.

He immediately looked at the person beside him and whispered:
"You all need to get out of here immediately and abandon the original plan for now!"

Bao Ye was originally eager to get started and throw himself into the fierce treasure hunt.

Upon hearing this, his face instantly filled with astonishment, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief:

"What? You're not going to compete for the Golden Bamba Bottle? That won't do! We went through so much trouble to find this opportunity! Are you planning to go it alone?"

As he spoke, his body froze on the spot, his fighting spirit as if it had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

Black Wolf also looked doubtful, but out of trust in Fang Cheng, he suppressed his doubts and asked:
"White Ghost, have you discovered that the Lu family is up to something in secret?"

Fang Cheng gazed at the chaotic scene before him, his expression turning slightly grave.

"I can't explain it, but ever since I stepped into this manor, I've had a bad feeling, as if countless eyes are watching us all around."

Bao Ye and A-San looked at each other, clearly unable to understand this inexplicable premonition.

Black Wolf and Little Bei nodded slightly, as if they were on the same wavelength.

Because they also vaguely felt this uncomfortable feeling.

This has nothing to do with rational analysis and judgment; it is purely an instinctive warning, almost like that of a wild animal.

"Master Bao, you take Xiao Bei and A San and evacuate the underground vault first, then stay outside."

Black Wolf acted decisively, persuading the others before turning to look at Fang Cheng:
"White Ghost and I will act according to the situation here. If we need support, we can contact each other via walkie-talkie."

Although he didn't know what dangers were lurking, out of a sense of responsibility and duty, he decided to stay and face them with Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng gently shook his head and emphasized again:
"You all need to leave together quickly, I'll catch up soon."

Black Wolf opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Remembering Fang Cheng's effortless speed in dodging bullets, she didn't ask any more questions.

Following the altered plan, the group quickly evacuated the underground vault, which was now embroiled in a chaotic fight.

Bao Ye was filled with resentment, glancing back at the dazzling golden bottle every few steps, his mind racing with thoughts.

If you stay outside and wait for the people inside to fight to the death, then seize the opportunity to launch a counterattack, you might still have a chance.

Thinking about it this way, I felt much more at ease, and my dawdling pace quickened a bit.

Seeing that Black Wolf and the others were leaving through the passage, Fang Cheng immediately looked around.

He discovered that there were still a few others who, like him, chose to stand at a distance and remain cautiously observing.

Among them were the strangely-looking nail-headed man, the gloomy-minded Ba Ming, and the mysterious man of dubious origin.

Do you two have any plans?

Fang Cheng took the initiative to step forward and spoke to the mysterious man, his eyes glancing at the middle-aged man standing behind him.

The professor was clearly not expected that Fang Cheng would take the initiative to talk to him, and his expression froze slightly for a moment.

However, he reacted very quickly, immediately regaining his composure and asking in return:
"And you, why don't you join them in fighting for the treasure?"

Fang Cheng shook his head and said frankly:

"I think the Lu family's leak of information this time is a bit suspicious. It attracted so many people to flock here, but they did not have enough defense. This is unusual and they must have something to do with it."

"Therefore, before we figure out the truth, this treasure is a hot potato. If we rush to fight for it, we will probably become the target of everyone's criticism."

The professor nodded slightly, not responding immediately, seemingly pondering his words.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng continued:

“I don’t know what your plans are, but the wisest choice right now is to evacuate this manor, because I have a bad feeling that this place may soon become more dangerous.”

Upon hearing this, the professor glanced at him with some surprise and couldn't help but ask:

"Can you understand those incantations?"

Fang Cheng's heart stirred, and he began to scrutinize the professor even more closely.

First his pupils contracted slightly, then his brows relaxed a little, as if he were deep in thought.

At the same moment, Li Dingjian, standing behind the professor, stared intently at the hideous and terrifying demon mask, his mind completely elsewhere than on their conversation.

Upon hearing the voice of the person in front of him, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It felt like it came from someone very important deep in my memory, yet I couldn't immediately be sure of my suspicions.

After all, this person was clearly a bald man.

Before he could calm down and think it through, Lin Chuqiao's slightly anxious voice came through the mental link:
"Professor, the fog outside the manor has gotten even thicker, and I can't see clearly inside. How's the situation on your end?"

The professor remained outwardly calm, responding inwardly:
"The fight for the treasure has already begun in the vault. Crow and I are waiting for our chance, and we'll follow orders."

At this point, the situation on the field changed again.

Three men in black robes, possessing an extremely strange immortality, guarded the stone platform and desperately protected the Golden Benba Bottle.

However, faced with a multitude of treasure hunters as ferocious as hungry wolves, and wave after wave of fierce attacks, they quickly became overwhelmed.

His black robe was torn to shreds, revealing a emaciated body covered in mysterious incantations.

Nevertheless, their empty, lifeless eyes remained fixed on the enemy before them, adopting a stance of defending to the death. As the treasure hunters pressed closer, they retreated step by step until their backs were close to the stone platform.

Just then, the golden vases suspended above the stone platform suddenly made an even bigger commotion.

The originally radiant golden sphere suddenly shone brightly, transforming into streaks of light that moved nimbly and freely around the bottle.

Then, the light twisted strangely, extending into tentacle-like bands of light that meandered and stretched out as if they were alive, sweeping towards the three men in black robes.

The moment those "tentacles" touched the men in black robes, they coiled around their limbs and torsos like a python ensnaring its prey.

The man in black robes seemed oblivious, offering no struggle or resistance as the tendrils of light tightened their grip.

Even their faces subtly revealed a sense of relief at being freed from their predicament.

Just as the pain and confinement endured for so long are finally about to dissipate at this moment.

During this process, their bodies trembled violently, their eye sockets sunken rapidly, and their flesh quickly withered until it clung to their bones.

It's like the life force in your body is being continuously drained away.

In the blink of an eye, the three men in black robes turned into three terrifying skeletons, like sacrificial offerings.

After absorbing their blood and flesh, the golden jar shone even brighter, so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it.

"This is……"

Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

Originally, they wanted to rush over and take this rare treasure from the stone platform, but now they had to stop for the time being and find out the situation first.

A few opportunistic individuals, after observing for a moment, tentatively approached, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

Before they could react, the eerie orb of light, like a hungry beast spotting its prey, instantly enveloped and devoured them.

Immediately afterwards, these people also suffered the same fate as the man in black robes; their life force was rapidly drained away, and they quickly withered away.

In the end, they turned into a pile of broken bones, collapsing in a heap, becoming yet another batch of victims.

The golden Bamba bottle remained suspended, its entire body gleaming with a captivating golden light.

With just a glance, the flames of desire ignited within everyone, burning intensely and uncontrollably.

Even knowing the deadly danger ahead, some with weak minds still move their feet against their will, step by step approaching the treasure, attempting to possess it.

"Heh, is this the Lu family's hidden trump card?"

In this suffocating and eerie atmosphere, someone suddenly sneered.

It was Ba Ming who spoke first. A mocking smile appeared on his lips as he calmly took a metal box from his accomplice.

Judging from this, they were clearly prepared in advance.

Then, with confident strides, he walked straight toward the golden jar, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"Fool, it's not that simple!"

Standing at the very back, Nailhead, who had been watching the spectacle with a detached, amused attitude, suddenly spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Ba Ming abruptly stopped in his tracks, his smug expression freezing instantly.

He turned his head and stared intently at the nail head:
"What did you say?"

Nailhead ignored his questioning and chuckled softly to himself.
"Heh, I didn't expect the Lu family to go this far this time..."

The tone was both one of amazement at the methods of aristocratic families and an expectation that something interesting would happen.

The professor's expression, which had been relatively calm, now turned serious.

He surveyed the chaotic scene around him with a deep gaze, and spoke through his mind:

“The situation is a bit beyond expectations. Crow, stop staring at the Golden Bomba Bottle, come to my side, and prepare to retreat.”

Upon hearing this, Li Dingjian's heart tightened. He immediately took a few steps forward, getting even closer to the professor, shrinking his neck and lowering his head like a quail.

Fang Cheng kept a low profile, observing the strange behavior of several experts in the arena.

His gaze seemed to sweep across the room casually, but in reality, he took in their every move.

You have to understand, these guys are no pushovers. They're all seasoned veterans who've weathered countless storms in the underworld, and each of them has their own hidden trump cards and methods.

Fang Cheng wanted to see what unique methods they had to break this tricky situation.

At the same time, he was also calculating in his mind how far Black Wolf and the others had gone.

Looking up, they saw several more people daring to approach the golden orb.

They even reached out, trying to grab the golden bonba bottle hidden inside the sphere of light.

Fang Cheng frowned immediately and spoke up to remind him:
"Quickly wake those people up, don't let them deliver vegetables anymore!"

Among the treasure hunters who just joined the scramble, there were a few with stronger willpower who still retained their rationality.

Upon hearing this, they were all startled and instantly realized what was happening.

The current situation can be perfectly described by the term "delivering vegetables".

At this moment, the Golden Bamba Bottle is like a self-aware demon, constantly radiating a bewitching magic that draws people closer, creating a deadly feast.

Some people hurriedly shouted to those who had been misled, trying to awaken their reason.

But those people seemed to be completely blinded by greed, and still walked towards the golden orb that was creating the killing intent.

Someone couldn't resist rushing towards his teammate, grabbing his shoulder, and trying to forcibly pull him back.

But the moment his fingers touched his accomplice, the man's own face, illuminated by the golden light, began to glaze over, his eyes gleaming with a dazed light.

As if he saw a stunningly beautiful woman he longed for, his legs moved uncontrollably behind the group, step by step, towards the golden sphere.

At this moment, the Golden Bamba Bottle seemed to realize that there were still many people resisting its alluring power.

Then, a faint, ethereal chanting arose.

When the chanting first came, it was ethereal and melodious, as if it were celestial music from a distant heaven.

In an instant, the tone suddenly rose, becoming rapid and sharp, like dense drumbeats, striking heavily one after another, shaking people's hearts and minds.

Those who had already been bewitched trembled uncontrollably, their bodies shaking as they moved more and more frantically toward the golden jar.

He was muttering incantations, as if echoing the chanting of Buddhist hymns.

"Hopeless!"

Everyone who witnessed this horrifying scene had the same thought in their minds.

They immediately retreated, wanting only to get as far away from the terrifying ball of light as possible, while doing their utmost to resist the bewitching influence of the chanting in order to protect themselves.

Despite such vigilance, people still fall for it and become obsessed.

The professor, Nailhead, and several other experts all had solemn expressions as they stared at the ever-changing Golden Bomba Bottle and the increasingly frenzied crowd, with fine beads of sweat seeping from their foreheads.

Fang Cheng didn't feel much, and even found the chanting somewhat noisy.

He frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he pulled out his pistol, raised the muzzle, and aimed it at the Jimbaben bottle.

(End of this chapter)