Chapter 97: : Secret Bunker and Tiger Tank

"Yes ... so I'm not a high-end handsome now. Other people have at most a few sports cars. Look at me. I now own a Tiger tank nominally, although ... still buried in some European country. In a ditch. "
As we approached the evening, Chen Xiaopin and Hu Mingjing were still chatting on the bed of Hu Feng's bedroom, and God knew where they came from so many topics.
"Yes, you are Gao Fushuai, okay, your hotel is weird enough, you are living with some monsters." Hu Mingjing tore apart a bag of beef jerky, then Hu Feng white glanced.
"Correct it, it's a rich monster." Hu Feng shook his finger and walked to the big safe next to the bedroom wall, and opened the cabinet door. "Dangdang Dangdang ..."
Suddenly, a piece of gold glittered, almost blinding the eyes of the dog.
"Wow wow! Those monsters paid for the room with gold! Are they crazy?" Hu Mingjing rushed over immediately, picked and picked up a gold necklace inlaid with a blue diamond and looked carefully.
"After taking my things, I will be my own." Watching Hu Mingjing put down his necklace, he picked up a gold ring also set with diamonds and put it on his finger to make a gesture, Hu Feng smiled. Said.
Chen Xiaopian also came over and looked at it several times with a surprised look. After all, female creatures are inherently resistant to jewelry decoration.
"Are you sure these gold products still have these ... bricks, are they all okay?" She asked more than Hu Mingjing and asked with some concern. "It's not all something that's wrong. Who knows what those monsters have done before."
Hu Feng nodded with a smile, "Relax, it's all old things. You see, the antiques of World War II are the least historical." Hu Feng said that he brought up a pocket watch made of pure gold , The logo on the watch cover with the 4D flag is unusually conspicuous.
"Here, wear it, anyway."
A ring set with unknown diamonds was thrown into the hands of Chen Xiaopin by Hu Feng, who glared helplessly at him several times.
Because both women have their own evil crystal necklaces, they can only give rings now.
"Have you ever given a woman a gift like this? You still have to lose it, and much more ... You can't save your EQ even if you become a demon."
Immediately discovered that Chen Xiaopin, who had a slightly vocal tone in her tone, immediately stopped her conversation. She didn't want Hu Mingjing to discover this unclear relationship between herself and Hu Feng.
Hu Mingjing's eyebrows shook, and he continued to use his mobile phone to take pictures of the new ring that he had put on. It seemed that he did not find the ambiguity between Hu Feng and Chen Xiaopin, or she had already noticed it, but I don't know why Did not say it.
Hu Feng secretly sighed. He still has a long way to go before he wants two women who grew up in the new era to accept their great cause. . .
If this horse is in a different world, I have already opened the beautiful harem.
But the only thing that makes Hu Feng feel comfortable is that the current relationship between the two women is still very good. There is no rivalry between you and you, or you stare at each other and play the Shurachang.
Shook his head, and Hu Feng picked up the shabby notebook that the perverted alchemist gave to him as the room fee.
This is a note from a German armored colonel during World War II. The only useful information is that it has recorded a German bunker that has not yet been discovered. This secret bunker in the Alps was closed at the end of the war , The only entrance seems to be disguised, and there is no way to find it without accurate information.
"A brand new, well-preserved Tiger tank late model, a batch of MP-40 submachine guns, a batch of Mauser 98K rifles, an 88 gun and several boxes of wooden handle grenades."
This is the inventory in the bunker. I ca n’t understand German. Alchemists tell me one by one, and then mark themselves with Chinese remarks. Now Hu Feng looks at these lists and it hurts.
What's the use of bringing this classic tank back?
Still want to play on the cards? Make trouble!
Talk about how much oil is added to the Tiger tank, diesel or gasoline, the fuel consumption of the household is not high, is it automatic, is it easy to buy food? . .
"Do you really want to get this tank back? Are you afraid that you will be arrested the next day, hee hee." Hu Mingjing came over and looked at the pile of German on the notebook, The only thing I can read is a hand-drawn map with the specific location of the bunker and Hu Feng's dog-like font.
Hu Feng nodded, and he really planned to get this tank back and store it, in case it can be opened. . . If in the future, he was dragged to the ruins of the other side of the end. . .
However, you still need to contact the Demon Hunter first.

"What are you talking about? Your kid can play? Ah? Tank? What do you want to do? Rebel!"
Lao Li shouted at the other side of the phone. Hu Feng, this bastard, wanted to get a World War II tank back, and the ghost knew where he got it from.
"Don't be excited, Mr. Li ... Where are your manners and calmness ... I just wanted to bring it back to be a collection. I asked the angel to help me get it, and I went straight to the house and put it in the basement to make sure I don't disturb the people. "" Hu Feng replied pretendingly. "Besides, look at my rules, and tell you in advance ~ EbookFREE.me ~ lest you make it difficult, right?"
"You fart! You don't know that our country does not allow private possession of these things! No! Don't talk!"
"Oh, Mr. Li, people are alive ... you can give me a museum for anything. I'm sure that I won't do anything honestly in the future, and do my best to help the devil hunting society. At the New Year, I will carry a few devil heads to give you a happy New Year ... "
After a whisper, Hu Feng pointed to the loyalty of painting the surface. . .
"Let's not take an example! You let the angels get you back, not allowed to appear on the street! Throw the basement of your building directly!"
"Guaranteed to be sneaky, not to cause trouble to the country, hey ... Thanks, my dear, remember to bring my museum formalities a few days to bring people."
"Get out! Annoying when you hear your voice! By the way, did you guys hear me to kill the devil honestly, Hu Feng ... You have to understand that you are a human being and a common people in our country ... "
"Oh, I know, I am the evil flower of the motherland, the pillar of the evil energy of the country, and I will not be sorry for the country, okay, Mr. Li? I will withdraw if it's okay."
Just wanted to hang up the phone, Hu Feng suddenly thought of another very important thing.
"Hey, Mr. Li, what ... There is an 88 gun, you see, we will handle it together."
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
The roar of the old man came from the other end, and then hung up.
啧啧 啧. . . The old man is so grumpy.
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