Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

"Brother Tian, ​​just say what you want to say. We're all family here, no need to stand on ceremony." Fang Ting realized that this circle seemed different from the other side of the film crew.

“That’s right,” Yang Qian’er echoed. “I will definitely support you, Brother Tian, ​​and Zheng Yang too, right?”

"The bodyguard's duty is to protect the safety of my client, and the security supervisor's duty is the same. I will not interfere in other matters," Xu Zhengyang said with a serious expression.

“Since you put it that way, then I’ll be frank.” Wu Yutian gestured for Long Jiwen to pull back a curtain, revealing the golden Buddha.

"We discovered this golden Buddha when we went to scout filming locations near the ruins of the Guge Kingdom. However, due to an earthquake and landslide at the time, we were able to salvage only this one golden Buddha."

As Wu Yutian spoke, he observed everyone's reactions.

"What do you think we should do?" Wu Yutian was clearly testing the newcomers.

"How about I call Mr. Jiang and ask if he can help Brother Tian get the goods out?" Fang Ting said, looking at Long Jiwen, wanting to use the mobile phone she brought.

"I'm just an artist, I don't know anything about these things. Brother Tian, ​​I'll listen to you. Zhengyang, what do you say?" Yang Qian'er sensed that something was wrong. Fang Ting was obviously a member of the Hung Hing gang and didn't know anything about the law.

For her, smuggling cultural relics out of the country was probably a very common occurrence.

In Hong Kong's film industry, there have always been various smuggling tycoons and even arms dealers investing in it. Artists cannot easily get involved in these activities, nor can they go against the investors.

Turning a blind eye is already a means of self-preservation. Judging from Haitang's eyes, she probably already participated in this treasure hunt.

Of all those present, the person most likely to stand up against the sale of the golden Buddha is probably Lieutenant Xu Zhengyang, a bodyguard from the Zhongyang Guard Regiment.

"As a bodyguard, I shouldn't interfere with the crew's other work. But as a soldier of Xia Kingdom, I believe I should hand it over to the country," Xu Zhengyang said righteously, sweeping his gaze across the crowd with an imposing air. "Since you've sent me here, I imagine many of you support the country, right?"

"Support? Of course we support him!" the fat man chimed in with a helpless expression. "Our Comrade Hu Bayi, like you, was a soldier and fought in wars. He was willing to risk his life for his country. Even if he didn't achieve great things, he certainly deserved recognition for his hard work. I think he should at least receive a bigger reward, right?"

"No! You shouldn't try to coerce the country into paying for your discovery of national treasure. Of course, I think you should definitely give them an honorary banner," Xu Zhengyang declared righteously. "Brother Wu, don't you agree?"

"Well said!" Wu Yutian clapped his hands. "I share your view, which is why I specifically asked you to persuade everyone. Our production team doesn't have a large budget, but we can't afford to mess with National Treasure!"

"Yes!" Xu Zhengyang nodded gratefully.

"As good citizens of the country, we must not try to extort money from the government for any amount of bonuses, after all, the people of our country are not yet fully prosperous." At this point, Wu Yutian took a sip of tea, and then changed the subject, "However, I will not let everyone make a wasted trip. I think we should publicize your deeds of protecting the country's treasures in a great way."

"This way, not only will there be better spiritual encouragement, but it will also generate buzz for the movie in advance, which will boost the box office. Let's not even talk about the 100 million yuan box office of 'Shaolin Temple,' even if it's only 50 million yuan, everyone here is a producer and shareholder, so wouldn't we all make our money back?"

Chapter 58: Li Xiangqin Goes Undercover, Eavesdropping on Secrets

“Since Brother Tian has said so, we naturally have no objections. If the movie becomes a hit, the people will become famous, and naturally there will be profits.” Haitang glanced at Fang Ting, signaling her to give up making the call.

"Oh dear, I feel like my health is starting to decline again." Uncle Ming looked unwell. "Whatever Brother Tian says goes."

Uncle Ming felt increasingly distressed as he looked at the golden Buddha statue, which was about to be handed over, so he simply stopped looking at it.

“Alright, since everyone has reached a consensus, we’ll hold a launch ceremony tomorrow,” Wu Yutian said. “We’ll film here for a day now, because the movie ‘The Climbers’ also has a story about what happens before the climb, and then we’ll head to the next filming location on the snow-capped mountains and glaciers.”

“But before that, we need to send someone to hand over the golden Buddha to the state.” Wu Yutian glanced at Xu Zhengyang. “Zhengyang, do you think you could take charge of this?”

“I’m willing to take responsibility.” Xu Zhengyang nodded. “However, this target is too big, and I’m afraid it’s not safe for me to go alone. In addition, I also have the task of protecting Yang Qian’er.”

"Don't worry about me." Yang Qian'er deliberately moved closer to Wu Yutian. "We'll follow Brother Tian, ​​and he'll protect us, along with Xiao Ge and the other security guards, right?"

Xu Zhengyang glanced at Xiao Ge and Wu Yutian, knowing that both of them were highly skilled; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to bring the golden Buddha back from such a dangerous place.

Moreover, when he first protected Yang Qian'er, he only managed to protect her thanks to Wu Yutian and Xiao Ge.

“Don’t worry about the safety of the crew. The original security guards will stay with the crew to continue protecting Qian’er and everyone else. My brother and I will also try to stay with the artists as much as possible. Uncle Ming and bodyguard Peter Huang will come to support us tomorrow.” Wu Yutian first dispelled Xu Zhengyang’s doubts.

“You don’t have enough manpower here. I’ve already called the Northern General. Their men are already on a plane and will arrive in Lasha tonight, then head straight here overnight.”

"It just so happens that the troops have some damaged military equipment parts that need to be sent back to the mainland for repair. Their convoy has five Huaqi heavy trucks. We'll hide the golden Buddha in one of the trucks, and you can go with them in the truck to escort them. There will also be a squad of ten soldiers accompanying them, all fully armed."

"To avoid suspicion, we'll first pack the golden Buddha in a wooden crate, then place it together with these crates of military equipment parts. Does this arrangement seem alright?"

"If that's the case, I think there shouldn't be any problems." Although Xu Zhengyang was only a second lieutenant, he was more than capable of commanding a squad.

Because a second lieutenant is essentially equivalent to a platoon leader, and can command a team of thirty men.

If he were to manage elite troops, he could command an reinforced platoon.

"However, I require all the soldiers in this platoon to follow my orders."

“No problem. Since you’re a second lieutenant and they’re all sergeants, they should listen to you. Their current squad leader is Ai Chang’an, whom you’ve already met last time,” Wu Yutian reminded him.

“Alright, in that case, I’ll take on this task.” Xu Zhengyang nodded and said, “If Mr. Song still needs me to be Miss Yang’s bodyguard after I escort the golden Buddha back to Kyoto, I can come back again.”

"That's good. I'll leave this mission to you." Wu Yutian raised his glass. "Come on, let's all have a drink and wish Comrade Xu Zhengyang a successful escort of the Golden Buddha back to the capital!"

"Wishing Comrade Zhengyang all the best!" Fatty Wang also raised his glass.

"Benefactor Xu, I wish you all the best." The Iron Staff Lama raised his teacup.

Wishing everyone all the best!

We all drank this cup together.

"Hi everyone, am I not late?"

Just then, Li Xiangqin arrived carrying a pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

"Wow, this is the real feast!" Fatty Wang's eyes widened immediately. "It's not too late, not at all! I have a great appetite!"

"Xiangqin, just take care of the director and the others. There's no need to go to so much trouble." Seeing that Li Xiangqin had come uninvited, Wu Yutian gave the others a look, signaling them not to speak casually.

"This is a gift from the rest of the crew. Ah Xing is best at making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. I heard that Uncle Iron Stick Lama and Brother Fatty fainted while they were out, so I specially made this dish to help them recover."

Li Xiangqin looked apologetic. "If I've disturbed everyone, I'll head back now."

"Since you're here, let's all raise a glass to Xiangqin to express our gratitude." Wu Yutian was still very polite, letting everyone raise a glass to Li Xiangqin before letting her leave.

Then he gestured to Long Jiwen to close the door to prevent others from breaking in.

"We need to keep the matter of Zhengyang escorting the golden Buddha to Kyoto a secret from the rest of the crew. We'll arrange the next steps after Zhengyang arrives in Kyoto safely," Wu Yutian whispered, to avoid being overheard.

"Understood," the others chimed in. "We won't tell anyone."

"That's good. Let's not talk about this anymore. Everyone, get some rest. Tomorrow at noon, the whole crew will have a lunch to kick off the filming, and then we'll send Zhengyang off."

After arranging everything, Wu Yutian looked around at everyone, believing that no one here would betray him.

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but.

As the elite secret agent team under the Southern General, how could Li Xiangqin and Ah Xing be willing to be isolated outside?

"There really is a conspiracy!" Ah Xing and Da Vinci were listening to all of this in their hotel room.

The Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup that Li Xiangqin just brought in was in a large jar, and there was a compartment at the bottom of the jar containing a very well hidden listening device!

Even ordinary people wouldn't notice it while washing dishes.

Li Xiangqin returned to A Xing's room and listened to the eavesdropping recording. She concluded that Wu Yutian was a major antiquities thief.

They must have already stolen important cultural relics and wanted to transport them out.

The Southern General had warned them long ago that the Northern General might have been involved in the theft of cultural relics, just like the warlord Sun Dianyin of yesteryear, who used the power of the army to steal national treasures on a large scale.

They even used their power to smuggle treasures using the army's transport convoys!

"We must report this important discovery to the general!" Li Xiangqin put away the tape, made a copy, and then handed it to Tie Tui Shui Shang Piao.

"Go to town and send this important audio evidence to headquarters. In case we are unfortunately killed in the struggle against the criminals, we must also ask our comrades to bring them to justice!"

"Don't worry, Xiangqin, I'll take care of it right away." Iron Leg Water Float took the cassette tape and immediately flew out of the window.

"Use the main gate!" Li Xiangqin reminded from behind, "Don't be so conspicuous!"

"Got it!" After landing, Iron Leg looked around and then left the neighborhood as if taking a stroll.

I just turned the corner.

"Iron Legs, long time no see." Several pistols were pointed at Iron Legs' head, and another was stuck in his crotch. "Show me another one, will you?"

Chapter 59: Double Agent, Iron Legs Water-Walking, Defects to the Enemy

A group of people took Iron Leg Water Float to an abandoned courtyard.

"Chou Xiaochi!" Iron Legs Water-Walking recognized that sinister face. "What do you want?"

“What do I want? You should ask what you want! You lost money on my gambling ship and pretended to jump into the sea to commit suicide, trying to escape your debts, right?” Qiu Xiaochi took out his small notebook and flipped through it. “You owe me two hundred thousand.”

"I'll pay you back. I already have a job!" The job Iron Legs Floating on Water was that he was employed by Da Vinci as a temporary worker, doing things for the Southern Commander, but he didn't have a permanent position.

"Don't try to fool me. Can you even pay back your salary?" Qiu Xiaochi sneered. "I'll give you two options: either cooperate with me and provide me with intelligence."

"What if I disagree?" Iron Legs Floating on Water was a chivalrous man who valued loyalty and would not easily yield to tyranny.

"Then I'll smash both of your balls, one for 100,000, and we'll be even!" Qiu Xiaochi said, about to pull the trigger.

"Wait!" Iron Legs, the Water-Walking Warrior, broke out in a cold sweat; even the toughest man is afraid of being exposed in that area. "Brother Qiu, what kind of information do you want?"

"Just give me the information you've found related to the treasure," Qiu Xiaochi said, staring into Tie Tui Shui Shang Piao's eyes. "Don't try anything funny with me. I can see through anyone's act in front of me at a glance."

Iron Legs Water-Walking knew that Qiu Xiaochi was not joking.

He had no chance to resist. Besides these few strong men, there was also Tu Jun, the gang's number one henchman. Apart from his superior lightness skills, he couldn't beat Tu Jun in a head-on confrontation.

“This,” Iron Legs Waterwalking said, taking out a cassette tape. “All the things we overheard are in here.”

"I know they got a golden Buddha statue and are going to transport it away in a military vehicle tomorrow."

"Very good." After listening to the tape, Qiu Xiaochi guessed it was genuine, and then returned the tape to Tie Tui Shui Shang Piao. "I'll consider this news as repayment of 100,000 yuan. Continue to be my informant. Not only can you pay off your debt, but we can also share the profits with you."

"Alright, you have to keep your word!" Iron Legs Water Float put the cassette tape away.