Liu Shiba waved his hand, interrupted Zheng Liyuan, and said calmly:

"Don't use General Ning to pressure me. I don't need your reward at all, because I am also a Chinese. Go back to the hotel quickly to prevent anything from happening!"

The three of them remained silent and quickly left the place and rushed to the Royal Aurora Marriott Hotel...

At this time, Liu Qian, a magician from China, strangely found a small note in the pocket of the tuxedo left by Liu Shiba:

"Order! Liu Qian, the contemporary descendant of the Red Handkerchief of the Hua Xia No. 538 Gate, will be waiting for orders in room xx of the Royal Aurora Marriott Hotel in three days. His signature is: Touch the Gold Colonel Liu Shiba!"

The moment he saw the note, Liu Qian's brain was instantly filled with blood, the world was shaking, and a feeling of dizziness came over him for no reason.

Liu Qian's eyes were dull and he muttered to himself:

"The legend that has been circulating in the door for thousands of years is actually true?"

Then, Liu Qian seemed to have changed into a different person, with a terrifying light bursting out of his eyes, then tears bursting down his face, and he looked up to the sky and laughed crazily:

"This is a new era that belongs to China...

This is a legend that belongs to the master, Captain Mo Jin..."

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ps: At five o'clock in the afternoon, we will see you there. The Moscow incident that shocked Europe is about to take place. Please stay tuned: a different kind of tomb robbing, a different kind of gold-fishing!

We are one step closer to a full-scale outbreak, so all enthusiastic readers please be patient...
Chapter completed!