Tranxending Vision

C330 Hubao and the Prayer



C330 Hubao and the Prayer

What had happened in South Korea had caused an uproar. The police, intelligence agents, and even the military and maritime police had all been dispatched, but the next day's news report had not been published. The official explanation was also a "counter-terrorist exercise", not one that went hand in hand with the actual situation.    

    

It was not surprising for such a situation to occur. An Xiuxian led the people to capture Xia Lei, but they were merely under the orders of the CIA. He had no evidence to prove that Xia Lei had stolen the Sword of Attila. And the CIA didn't want to cause too much trouble, their only goal was to capture Xia Lei, nothing else was important. Xia Lei had escaped, the CIA did not need to make a big fuss about this, it would not benefit them at all.    

    

At eleven o'clock that night, in the capital of the Grand China.    

    

"You can go in. I still have to arrange for your return to Afghanistan." In front of Tang Yuyan's house, Long Bing stopped in her tracks and said to Xia Lei: "The CIA people can easily investigate the relationship between the Sword of Attila and the White Huns Tribe. This is not good for their rescue plan, so we must act as soon as possible. You go and tell them that you're going to leave first thing in the morning. "    

    

"No problem, they should agree." Xia Lei said.    

    

Long Bing turned and left, Xia Lei took the Sword of Attila s' wooden box and entered the house. The Sword of Attila did not have a wooden box in the first place, but Tang Bochuan had prepared this box for Xia Lei.    

    

There was no one in the living room. There was a pile of snacks on the coffee table: potato chips, melon seeds, and Hawaiian jasper nuts. They had all been taken apart, and the carpet was covered with fruit shells. The women of the tribe would never throw a fruit shell or fruit shell into a trash can, because there was no such thing in the tribe.    

    

Xia Lei's left eye moved slightly, and then he saw Ootsuki and Syrani who were sleeping in Tang Yuyan's room. The two women slept soundly, as if they had not heard him enter. Then, he saw two more knives placed beside the pillow. Beside Ootsuki's pillow was a sharp knife that was used to cut bones, and beside Syrani's pillow was a kitchen knife that was specially used to cut vegetables. The two blades were very sharp.    

    

The two tribeswomen were alert even in their sleep, in a state of constant combat, but they did not hear him enter the room. This was indeed a very humorous thing to do.    

    

Xia Lei retracted his gaze and walked towards Tang Yuyan's room with the wooden box. Even if Ootsuki and Syrani were sleeping, he had to wake them up and talk about returning to Afghanistan.    

    

Xia Lei reached out and grabbed the doorknob, twisted it gently, then pushed open the door and prepared to enter. Right at this moment, Ootsuki and Syrani who were lying on the bed grabbed onto the blades beside the pillows at the same time. With a shake of their hands, they stabbed towards the door.    

    

With a flash of cold light, Xia Lei fiercely pulled the door to his room in front of him.    

    

Cha cha-cha! The sharp boning knife and the kitchen knife stabbed into the door almost at the same time.    

    

Xia Lei broke into a cold sweat as he pushed open the door and said in a low voice: "It's me!"    

    

"Xia?" Syrani heard Xia Lei clearly, and as soon as he panicked, he threw off his blanket and jumped off the bed.    

    

A large expanse of beautiful white flowers instantly entered Xia Lei's line of sight. A few seconds ago, he was so frightened by the two blades that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was shocked first, but then after receiving the shock, he felt that it was truly strange to feel as if the heavens were burning with ice and fire.    

    

Syrani did not care about Xia Lei seeing her body, because he had already taken the initiative to expose himself in the tribe, but Ootsuki was different, she had never revealed himself in front of Xia Lei before. After getting his blanket sent flying by Syrani, she was stunned for a moment. Then, he jumped off the bed and grabbed onto her clothes in a panic. But just as she was about to grab her clothes, pah, a soft sound rang. Syrani had actually turned on the light. This time, she was completely exposed.    

    

"Xia!" It's really you! " Seeing Xia Lei standing at the door, Syrani cheered, opened his arms and hugged Xia Lei.    

    

However, the instant before he was hugged by her, Xia Lei had finally regained his senses. He hastily pushed the wooden box out of his hands, just in time to block Syrani's path, "The thing you guys want, Sword of Attila, I've already gotten it."    

    

Syrani originally wanted to hug Xia Lei, but he held onto a wooden box instead. However, she was a single-minded woman in the first place, so when she heard that it was the Sword of Attila, her attention was immediately diverted, "Sword of Attila? "Oh my god!"    

    

Ootsuki also came over, and stopped taking out the clothes. She snatched the wooden box from Syrani's hands and couldn't wait to open it.    

    

"It's really a Sword of Attila. It's been more than a thousand years, it's finally back. It's finally back ?" Ootsuki caressed the sword blade, she was so excited that she cried.    

    

Syrani was also very excited, but she did not cry. Her reaction was completely different from Ootsuki's. A cute child's face was flushed, as if he had drank a lot of wine.    

    

"I've got it, and I've given it to you." Xia Lei had difficulty looking away from her perky buttocks, "You guys should prepare, we'll return to Afghanistan tomorrow morning. Chief Ootsuki, please honor your promise and release the people you have imprisoned. "    

    

"No problem." Ootsuki closed the wooden box and turned to look at Xia Lei, "We value our credibility as much as our lives. Don't worry, as long as I bring the Sword of Attila back to the tribe, I will immediately release your friends and those few treasure hunters."    

    

"What about our deal?" Xia Lei probed: "I've already asked my people to buy the equipment, I will build a hydroelectric station for you."    

    

Ootsuki revealed a rare smile, "It's also effective. You gave the Sword of Attila back to us, and to us, you are already our most precious friend. If we return to the tribe again, you will receive the highest form of treatment. "    

    

Xia Lei also revealed a smile, "Thank you."    

    

Syrani suddenly said: "Chief, Xia is now our tribe's most precious friend. Please give me as your most precious gift to Xia."    

    

Xia Lei felt extremely awkward, but unavoidably moved by the feeling. This was contradictory, but also normal. As long as it was a normal man, who would be able to reject such a gift from Syrani? Just thinking about it was enough to make most men's heart beat uncontrollably, not to mention to completely possess it.    

    

It was as if with just one word from Ootsuki, Syrani was her "gift". Syrani looked at Ootsuki, waiting for her to nod her head.    

    

"We'll talk about it when we get back." This was Ootsuki's answer.    

    

Syrani's beautiful head drooped down, and she lost all spirit.    

    

Xia Lei secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, "Luckily I didn't agree to it, otherwise, if she really became my gift and I had to take her away, that would really be troublesome. She's so lively and restless yet so stupid, taking care of her would probably become a very troublesome task ?"    

    

Xia Lei didn't know if this was to comfort himself or something else, but he wasn't sure either.    

    

"Go rest. You can decide when to leave." Ootsuki ordered them to leave. If not for the Sword of Attila that Xia Lei brought along, based on the amount of fabric on her body, which added up to less than ten square centimeters, she would have kicked Xia Lei out long ago.    

    

"Well, I'll see you in the morning." Xia Lei left the room and closed the door.    

    

Syrani said with dissatisfaction: "Chief, you do not agree to give him to me, I am giving myself to him now, why do you still not agree?"    

    

"What's the difference?" Ootsuki rolled her eyes at Syrani.    

    

Syrani looked at Ootsuki in a daze, "What's the difference?"    

    

Ootsuki was already too lazy to talk with her anymore. She took out the Sword of Attila s and placed it on the bed, then knelt down to worship the sacred artifact of her ancestor. She muttered something in her mouth and seemed very pious.    

    

Syrani was stunned for a moment, then also kneeled by Ootsuki's side, and followed Ootsuki in offering sacrifices to the Sword of Attila.    

    

Outside the door, when he heard the chatter coming from inside the house, Xia Lei stopped and returned to the entrance, peeking through the door boards at the scene inside. He was curious about what kind of prayer Ootsuki would chant. Right now, he was very curious about everything related to Sword of Attila.    

    

Ootsuki's voice, "... "Great Attila, please guide us forward and rebuild our former glory ?"    

    

It was just a normal prayer, nothing much to hide, but Xia Lei just stood there quietly, unable to leave.    

    


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