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Chapter 595 The assassin sneaked into the enemy's nest and appeared

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    Arriving at the downstairs of the Library Museum, Hong Fan led him easily from the alley where Chen Ang was hiding. Just as he was about to climb up, he was stopped by Chen Ang.

    "This old curator is not that simple. According to the information I have obtained, he was able to open such a large museum in Cairo, a backward and chaotic colonial country, not just for his official reputation. In fact, Cairo has three religions and nine schools of thought.  Everyone knows that this museum is untouchable, so it is filled with ancient Egyptian cultural relics, and no one dares to do anything."

    "It was the Tomb Guards troops who took action to solve the trouble!" Hong Fan thought this was normal. Of course, the Tomb Guards troops would not rely solely on armed forces to conquer the world like in the original plot. In fact, as the deep-rooted local gangsters here, their  The energy is amazing.

    Of course, a store like a museum will not be harassed by unscrupulous hooligans.

    "But in some cases, the tomb guard troops can't help much. A few years ago, a group of bandits planned to stay up all night to loot this place. They planned to do this and fly away, so naturally they wouldn't taboo anything. But after they got in,  He just disappeared into this museum, and there was only the old curator inside at that time." Chen Ang told a piece of information he confirmed.

    Hong Fan also noticed the information contained in this intelligence, and his expression changed: "You mean, this old curator's idea is troublesome?"

    Chen Ang and Hong Fan looked at each other and started to care about each other. Hong Fan said: "Since there is magic in the mummy world, it will naturally have a world view that harmonizes with it. We knew when we did Fan Xinhai's mission before that if the current  There are supernatural powers in the mission world, so the plot characters we come into contact with are never as simple as in the movie."

    "Especially when we meet a small noble who has the blood of knights, and when we meet someone from the Holy See, he will know how to use magic. Since Immorton knows magic and magic, as a pharaoh, he has the power to prevent his resurrection, and he has no supernatural heritage.  That's a strange thing." Hong Fan already understood what Chen Ang meant and nodded.

    Hong Fan clung to the outer wall of the museum, and with a slight exertion of his fingertips on the wall, he crossed the wall lightly. His steps were as light and silent as a cat. Chen Ang looked at his back with a look in his eyes.  Thoughtful: "This technique is the assassin's footsteps of the assassin in Assassin's Creed. You will not suffer much damage if you fall from a height, and there will be no footsteps when sneaking."

    Hong Fan is not wearing the classic hoodie, but it can still be seen from his attire that he is more agile, can attack when necessary, and can deal a lot of damage as usual.

    Although the soft armor increases some of the load, it also greatly strengthens the defense, which shows that he often has to fight close to the enemy. The excellent design allows the soft armor to avoid affecting the flexibility of the body to the greatest extent. It can be seen that he relies on dexterity  Fighting with agility, the steps he shows from time to time in his actions also show that he has good frontal combat capabilities.

    Generally speaking, the fighting style is close to that of knights and assassins. They are good at stealth combat. In frontal combat, they rely on evasion and agility to avoid damage, and they mainly focus on roaming combat.

    Hong Fan didn't know that Chen Ang could tell so much just from his attire. He quietly came to the window sill in the museum area, opened the window with a light pick of the dagger in his right hand, and turned over.  Chen Ang watched him enter the museum area and pressed lightly on the stone wall, like a dexterous swallow, clinging to the eaves.

    Using his right hand, he absorbed the sound of the window opening and closing into his palm, and Chen Ang entered the museum from the second floor.

    With Hong Fan's agility, which made him stunned, Chen Ang easily locked the location of the curator. He leaned against a shadow and observed everything silently. The curator's office was not small in size, and there was only one entrance and exit, and the window was small.  The door was closed tightly and the lights in the room were bright, not giving people like Hong Fan the slightest chance.

    Chen Ang sighed secretly when he saw this. He knew very well what kind of fighting method a professional like Hong Fan would use.

    Sure enough, with a soft sound of metal tapping, the curator who was writing at his desk suddenly became alert. He shouted loudly: "Evelyn?" No one in the exhibition hall answered, and the curator said to himself: "Evelyn?"  Flynn should go to bed! It's almost dawn now, so it won't be those little thieves stealing things again!"

    The curator picked up the hardwood crutch beside him and cautiously walked out of the room.

    Hong Fan's shadow slowly fell behind the curator. His steps were unusually dexterous. When he was still, he seemed to blend into the surrounding environment. Chen Ang recognized that his stealth skill had reached at least three, and he had learned more.  A chameleon skill, his attack was like lightning, and he used the dagger handle to hit the back of the curator's head hard.

    Stun: Stun the enemy, making it temporarily unable to participate in the battle.

      But Hong Fan was still careless. Chen Ang never ignored the lapis lazuli eyes of the eagle-headed statue next to him. When the curator picked up the cane, a thin layer of light appeared on the surface of its gemstone eyes.  .

    The kobold warrior stone sculptures standing next to them started to move violently. They held spears and crossed to block Hong Fan's attack route. The curator ran a few steps quickly and came to a pottery urn. He grabbed a handful of spice powder from it with his left hand.  He took out a papyrus book from his pocket with his right hand, shook it open, and read: "Sleepers, please wake up! Protect your master!"

    As he spoke, he sprinkled the spices on the mummy in the coffin next to him. The obsidian-inlaid eyes of the two stone statues that blocked Hong Fan immediately glowed with blue flames. As their skills became more and more agile, their wisdom in dealing with the enemy also greatly increased.  .

    Hong Fan's right palm shot out loudly with the sound of wind and thunder, breaking the arm of the huge stone statue and falling to the ground. However, the distance between the curator and him was getting further and further away. In the sarcophagus between them, there were two withered mummies.  After struggling to crawl out, the salt-soaked linen bandage was very tough, and even the dagger stabbed by Hong Fan's right hand could not cause any damaging damage.

    The old curator kept summoning flies and locusts to attack Hong Fan's eyes while dragging his body. Finally, he calmed down and pushed a withered crocodile mummy next to him to the ground and used a spell to summon it.  A small stream of yellow sand controlled the wind and sand to cover Hong Fan's sight. He was escorted by another mummy and fled out the door.

    When the curator took the mummy and ran out of the door, he saw someone blocking his way.

    ¡°Go up and kill them!¡± The curator pointed towards the mummy hastily.

    There was a crash, and the papyrus in the curator's hand was smashed to pieces by bullets. He turned around and used the curator's body to block the mummy's attack route. Chen Ang calmly held the trigger, so that the sound could be clearly heard by the curator without him.  If he said anything, the curator obediently raised his hand. By the time Hong Fan got rid of the harassment and rushed out of the museum, Chen Ang was already collecting the amulet that the curator carried with him.

    Chen Ang easily took it out from the curator's neck and pocket and took out the animal tooth necklace, a scarab beetle specimen, a bronze dog statue, and a gold cobra bracelet.

    "Hey!" The curator stopped him, "Can you please don't touch that? That's a gift from my daughter."

    Chen Ang flashed the exquisitely crafted cobra bracelet in front of the curator's eyes, allowing him to see clearly the tiny scales on it, and then asked him: "Your daughter gave you a poisonous snake spell amulet as a gift?" He used two fingers.  The head of the cobra bracelet was pinched off, allowing the curator to see the blue venom inside.

    ¡°I don¡¯t think anyone would want to keep it close to your body, right? Except its owner.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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