Chapter 1599 Friendship Between the Host and the Guest

Li Pete couldn't figure out how the power grid was destroyed, but he didn't believe in coincidences. Zhang Zian just appeared at the same time as the power grid was cut off, and sneaked into the office to steal the laptop. How could it be a coincidence?

The slaughterhouse is a key part of his plan, and other things can be replaced, but this one cannot be replaced, and there is no way to resume operation in a short time.

His personal grievances with Zhang Zian began in the tomb of the Great Pyramid in Egypt. At that time, he felt that this person seemed interesting, so he tried to win him over. Unfortunately, this person was stubborn, so he gave up. Later, they went together because of chance He and his team are thwarted by strange things in the desert's search for the lost golden pyramid at the last moments, when he suspects something odd in them.

This chance encounter in San Francisco was probably not a chance encounter either.

He wondered how Zhang Zian managed to handle so many guards by himself. Could it be that the tasers of the guards were for nothing?

In short, there are too many mysteries in Zhang Zian's body, and he can always turn the impossible into the possible, which he cannot tolerate.

Li Pete's eyes gradually condensed into a thread, piercing the image of Zhang Zian that appeared in front of him like a needle.

This time, the long-standing grievances must be settled. If this continues, he will either be dragged to death or pissed off.

He coughed dryly and waved back the guard, which meant that he would deal with the matter immediately.

After the guard left, he put the full red wine glass back on the table, "Everyone!"

There is a difference between the host and the guest. The distinguished guests are all well-mannered people. Seeing the guards quietly reporting private matters to the landlord here, of course it is not good to eavesdrop. So they chatted with each other and laughed from time to time.

Lippit, who was a landlord, spoke, so the distinguished guests also put down their red wine glasses, their faces were solemn, and they all stared at Lipett's face.

There were only a few guests sitting beside the long banquet tables covered with clean white tablecloths, and the banquet hall looked empty and quiet.

"There are some small problems down there." Lipett's smile did not change, "Someone has come to make trouble, and those waste guards who are full of wine and food can't handle it, so I have to excuse me for a while, and go down to deal with it."

His tone was very relaxed, but the guests were not so easily fooled. They all noticed Lipett's expression of worrying about gains and losses after the guard reported the news, and they knew that things were not as simple as Lipett's performance.

"Peter, I think you can tell the truth." An elderly man with a gray beard and a robe said calmly,

"Although we have different philosophies, we worship different creators, and we have argued for this many times, but the fact that we are allies will not change. Our common goal is to severely attack stupid Americans. Yours Things are our business, if you need help, you are welcome, just ask."

The older man's English is not very pure, with some non-local accents, coupled with his dark complexion, he seems to be a foreigner. He is low-key, not as eye-catching as the peregrine falcon perched on his arm.

"That's right! Pete, you heard what the teacher said. If you have something to say, you may as well speak up! Who is making trouble? Is it the same person who destroyed the slaughterhouse?"

Another middle-aged man also wearing a robe shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man is about forty or fifty years old, with a bushy beard, short and fat, with a big belly, but he moves neatly. He is obviously a flexible and fat man.

The middle-aged fat man has a similar skin color to the elder, and he also speaks English with an accent, but his temper is extremely hot. He slapped the pure gold and diamond-encrusted mobile phone on the table with a beard and stare, and suddenly stood up, almost throwing the phone on the table in front of him. wine glass knocked over.

The third guest didn't express his opinion, but took a sip of red wine calmly.

Having lost most of his guarding power, Li Pitt is really feeling constrained now. He has to go to the field to transfer people back, and he is far away from the water and cannot quench his thirst. He really needs the help of supernatural power, so his speech at the beginning was actually a retreat. Instead of asking for help, wait for them to offer to help.

"Cough! Since everyone's kindness is hard to turn down, I've said it frankly." Lippett sighed slightly, "If I'm not wrong, it's the one who destroyed the slaughterhouse! I'm tolerant, but he repeatedly Against me three times, if it wasn’t for him, I might have been able to open Cleopatra’s sarcophagus last time and take out the Eye of Vajit amulet.”

The elder slapped the table disdainfully, "What's the use of such a heresy?"

The peregrine falcon on his arm glared at Lippit as he moved.

Li Pitt laughed and said: "Of course you don't like it, but the Eye of Wajit is worth nothing. I have read a lot of ancient documents, and I think this amulet may have a more important role... and it may be useful to others. will be useful."

As he spoke, he glanced at the third guest, who still didn't express his opinion, but didn't continue tasting wine either.

The elder pondered for a while, "Are you sure there is the Eye of Vajit amulet in the sarcophagus?"

"Not sure." Li Pitt said without hesitation, "I even have doubts about whether there is a mummy of Cleopatra in the sarcophagus, but this is already the most likely place I can think of that contains the Eye of Vajit amulet place..."

"The woman's mummy isn't there, where else can it be? If you think too much, it must be there." The tone of the elder obviously didn't agree with Li Pete's judgment, and he shook his head slightly.

Li Pitt did not dwell on this issue. Cleopatra's death process is currently a one-sided story in a book. God knows whether artificial secondary creations have been added to that book...that is almost certain.

The so-called writers of history books all do this, relying on their imagination to describe secret talks or secret events that should be extremely confidential and impossible to be known by a third party, and historians of later generations have no other references or other references are even more outrageous. I can only accept it helplessly and regard it as a standard.

He sighed again, "Unfortunately, there were some unexplainable changes at that time, plus that person's troubles, I was forced to exit just after stepping into the golden pyramid, and I didn't even arrive at the queen's tomb, so I couldn't see the Egyptian pyramid with my own eyes." After the sarcophagus, I did not open the sarcophagus with my own hands, and I regretted seeing the true face of Cleopatra... A few days ago, a team I sent to retrace that route, but failed to find the place we had arrived at. According to the report, that large area of ​​terrain has been completely changed, so I hope that the Eye of Vadget is not in the sarcophagus, so that there may be a chance to find it one day..."

"Okay, okay! Now I know that you have a deep hatred with that person, and you have been beaten repeatedly, so we will help you get rid of him once and for all. It is nothing more than another floating corpse in the bay! "The middle-aged fat man laughed wildly.