The subway river is very deep and Esteban Zaragosa and his group did not reach the bottom even after diving for more than half an hour, but the water sparkled with what appeared to be a large amount of ore.
With a twinkle in his eye, Tom Paul took the lead and swam to the bottom of the river, turning around in the water as he spotted a large number of gems hidden on the bottom and gestured to Esteban Zaragosa and Claudio Belles, signaling them to come closer.
Esteban Zaragosa and Claudio Belles dive down and discover that there is indeed a large amount of gems underneath, but they do not seem to be originally at the bottom of the river, they seem to have been sunk there, but who would hide such an incredible amount of gems here?
After exiting the subway river, they removed their oxygen masks and exited through the cave entrance into the subway river.
Tom Paul said excitedly, “We didn’t come for nothing this time, there are a lot of gems underneath, I just had a look, not only diamonds, but also a lot of old gems and antiques, if we can take all these treasures, it’s a great harvest!”
Claudius Belles said sensibly, “If the treasure is so valuable and so easy to find, why have I just now seen so many corpses and bones sinking to the bottom of the river? Even if they are not able to recover all this treasure with modern tools like us, but to recover one or two random pieces would be a fortune in this life for ordinary people, but so many people died at the bottom of the river, don’t you think this treasure is too strange?”
Esteban Zaragosa nodded in approval: “I agree with Claudio’s idea. A treasure of this magnitude, but without any mechanism to obstruct it, is too easy to find, and many people have come looking for it before we got here, so easy to find that they don’t come back empty-handed.”
“But we just saw the treasure, should we give up because of the unknown danger? The purpose of our visit was for the treasure we just saw.”
Esteban Zaragosa, walking brusquely toward the camp, said, “The treasure we will recover, but safety is more important. We have to think long and hard about it.
Tom Paul held out his hands, “What are you waiting for, if you hadn’t blocked it, I would have rescued all those treasures.”
Claudius Belles glared at him, “You’re just looking at the money, behave yourself.”
“Who doesn’t see money when you see so many treasures?”
Claudius Belles frowned analytically, “Little life or those treasures? I think it gave me a strange feeling right now, under the subway river, where, moreover, it doesn’t look like a river bottom.”
Tom Paul said helplessly, “It’s not that damned sixth sense of yours again, is it? Where do you women get all that intuition and sixth sense?”
Esteban Zaragosa: “I had the same feeling as Claudio, that there seemed to be something else under the river”.
Tom Paul’s eyes lit up and he thought, “Is there an ancient tomb under that river? If it’s the tomb of an emperor, no, even that of a princess, we’ll be rich!”.
Claudio Belles: “You really want to get rich, don’t you?”
Back in the tent, Claudio Belles asked, “I always thought there was something weird about that subway river? Are we really going to get the treasure?”.
“It’s true that that subway river is strange in every way, but we came here for the treasure, and in that case, the treasure we must bring back. Only how to extract it is a problem.”
Claudio Belles remembered the amount of treasures at the bottom of the river and said, “Even if we all went down to rescue them, I don’t think we could recover them all in seven days and nights. But we don’t have enough tools with us either, so tomorrow we’ll go down some mercenaries first and salvage a bunch of them, we’ll see the dynasties and the value of those things, and if they’re not worth much, I don’t think there’s much need.”
Esteban Zaragosa nodded slightly, “Good.”
…
Early the next morning, Claudio Belles descended with several mercenaries, Tom Paul also clamored to descend, and Esteban Zaragosa stayed at the top to make emergency rescues.
After the group dove underwater, they had just picked up a few gems when the entire subway river began churning the ground.
Naturally Esteban Zaragosa above felt the tremors and the cave above his head began to roll with rocks. Claudio Belles and Tom Paul underwater realized the difference and immediately dived upwards with their mercenaries, but when they managed to escape from the cave, they encountered a huge avalanche in the snow-capped mountains outside due to the tremors of the subway river.
On the snowy mountain, countless huge masses of snow rolled with great speed towards Esteban Zaragosa’s group.
The speed at which they were running did not approach the acceleration of the masses of snow coming down the slope from the top of the mountain due to gravity.
Just as Claudio Belles was about to be hit by a huge snowball, Esteban Zaragosa pulled out a pistol, aimed at the center of the snowball and fired.
The huge snowball, instantly split into pieces, exploded into countless snowflakes.
But still more snow was coming toward them from the mountains like a swift tide, white as heaven and earth, as if it would swallow them and their party.
Tom Paul was running and screaming, “Shit! I’m too young to die in a shithole like this! If I die here, I won’t even have anyone to pick up my body!”
Claudio Belles: “Then shut your voracious mouth and run!”
Boom…
Even trained agents could not outrun the mass of snow falling from the sky.
The group was submerged in the snow.
…
When I woke up again, three hours had passed.
Esteban Zaragosa crawled out of the snow without the heart to take a moment’s rest, shouting through the snow, “Claudio Belles! Tom Paul!”
Claudio Belles, buried a short distance away, moved his fingers slightly, awoke to consciousness, uncovered the gap a little and answered faintly: “Esteban Zaragosa! I am here!”
Esteban Zaragosa strides up to her and takes her hand in his, “Hold on to me!”.
As he was about to pull Claudius Belles out of the snowbank, suddenly there was a cold snout against his head.
Esteban Zaragosa’s dark eyes were trembling.
“White Wolf, if you had to choose, you live and the Black Rose must die, you die and the Black Rose can live, what would you decide?”
Esteban Zaragosa, who was still clinging to Claudio Belles’ hand without letting go of it, looked up slightly at the assassin who was pointing a pistol at his head, calm and collected. “Who sent you?”
“It doesn’t matter who I am, what matters is what you choose.”
Claudius Belles, in the snow, hissed and cursed: “Don’t listen to his nonsense! If he kills you, he’s sure to finish me off with a bullet too.”
Claudius Belles’ hand, buried in the snow, did not move as he drew his pistol from his waistband, calculating how sure he was of getting a bullet from the snow to hit this assassin in the vital organs.
Esteban Zaragosa saw the moon symbol on it and frowned slightly, “Are you an assassin sent by the Underworld?”.
“That answer you will know when you go to the underworld.”
Just as the assassin was about to shoot, Claudio Belles pulled the trigger faster and the bullet exploded with a bang, hitting the assassin in the heart.
The pistol that had been pressed against Esteban Zaragosa’s temple fell into the snow, and the assassin collapsed in the white snow, with a bright red bloodstain beneath him.
Esteban Zaragosa pulled Claudio Belles out of the snow and Claudio Belles sat limply in the snow and let out a long sigh of relief. “Good thing you hit him, otherwise it might have been you in the snow now.”
Esteban Zaragosa smiled slightly, stoically, “I’m sure you’ve always been an accurate shooter.”
Claudius Belles scrutinized the tattoo on the assassin’s hand, a symbol of the moon. “The last time we captured the Black Shadow, we ended up giving it back to them, how come they’re still being nice?”.
Esteban Zaragosa’s dark eyes took a sharp look at the dead assassin, “The tattoo on his hand looks like he just had it done, and his style of doing things doesn’t look too much like someone from the Hampa, I would say this man just came to kill us under the name of the Hampa.”
“Could it be that the Dark Organization is hoping to use our deaths to provoke a war between the Underworld and the Ming Organization, and then the Dark Organization will sit back and reap the benefits?”
Esteban Zaragosa frowned slightly, he thought it was possible, but there was a greater doubt in his mind …
This man, he even suspected, had been sent by the Ming Organization.
“Hey, can you guys stop talking for a second! Do you still care if your teammates die?”
Not far away, Tom Paul struggles out of the snow, his hair and eyebrows stained with white snowflakes, and he gasps and paws at the snow to get up, but can’t, looking somewhat helpless and comical.
Esteban Zaragosa came over and pulled him up as soon as he could, indicating, “Let’s get the rest of the team up as well.”
After managing to get everyone out of the snowdrift, Tom Paul looked at the countless pieces of equipment that had been impacted by the snowdrift and sighed a little. “There’s a mechanism under that subway river, as soon as we get the treasure, the place will shake, are we going to get the treasure now?”
“We have to find the fighter first, but we don’t know if our fighter will be useful here.”
Tom Paul’s eyes lit up, “I think we might as well fly the fighters and drop a few bombs and blow up that subway river.”
Claudius Belles gave him an expressionless look, “Aren’t you smart enough? Throwing a bomb would not only destroy the treasure, it would shake the place to its foundations and cause an avalanche, are you an idiot?”.
Tom Paul holds out his hands, “Well, we can’t leave empty-handed, can we?”
Claudio Belles: “We are lucky to get out alive now, there have already been many mercenaries killed here”.
“Hey, we’re different mercenaries, okay, if we can’t even get this treasure, won’t we just let it all rot here?”
Esteban Zaragosa always thought something was wrong: “If there is a treasure underneath, but as soon as we touch it, we touch a mechanism that makes the whole subway river vibrate, what is underneath the river that requires that mechanism?”
Tom Paul clapped his hands, “That’s right, maybe there’s a king’s tomb underneath, like I said! If not, why would they install such a deadly mechanism, and at the cost of a lot of mind-altering treasures? All the more reason, there’s something untoward underneath, and that’s why those treasures are needed as a cover.”
Claudio Belles looked at Esteban Zaragosa with a vague worry in his heart. “But we just went down, as you have seen, and as soon as we moved those treasures, we touched our chances and were almost killed, and even if there really was a kind of tomb down there, we could not get in. ”
“Since there is a mechanism, you can definitely find it.”