A weak man covered in blood and without a coat was standing by the door of the warehouse, staring at the interior of the warehouse with resentment. The blood-stained face of the man standing there looked exactly like Hadi. After seeing him, Atif's men couldn't help but be surprised.

What's going on? There are two Hardys?!

"That guy... is fake! He can transform into other people's appearances... He is... extraordinary... He is fake!"

Leaning against the door, the weak Hardy raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the other self standing in the warehouse. With a mouth full of blood and unclear words, he warned directly, but the Hardy he pointed at had a gloomy face.

"You guy... you're not dead!" Turning his head, the Hadi standing in front of Atif gritted his teeth and shouted at the man at the door who looked exactly like him. After hearing his words and watching the series of scenes before them, everyone at the scene understood the whole story.

It was obvious that Hardy had been attacked and replaced! The person who replaced him had the extraordinary ability to change his appearance. He was the one in the warehouse, right in front of him!

After learning the whole story, Atif's men immediately became alert to Hadi, who was closest to them. However, Hadi gritted his teeth after seeing the situation in front of him, then drew his dagger and rushed towards Atif as if he was going to make a final resistance.

Facing the "fake Hadi" rushing towards him, Atif, who had been on guard in his heart, was not panicked at all. He clenched his hands tightly, relied on the soul sealed in the bone tool in his hand, opened his mouth, and then exhaled a gust of cold wind.

A bone-chillingly cold breath came out of Atif's mouth and rushed towards the "fake Hadi". The cold breath of the "fake Hadi" hit him head-on, and his whole body was instantly wrapped in the cold white mist. His whole body was corroded by the cold.

Gradually, the body of the "fake Hardy" lost its functions in the icy cold. Covered with a layer of white frost, he fell straight to the ground, making the sound of a hard object hitting the ground, and his last expression of resentment froze on his face.

After using his ability to kill the "fake Hadi", Atif couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he and his other men looked at the "real Hadi" at the door, only to see that he was seriously injured and seemed to be about to die.

"Hadi! How are you? Hang in there!"

Seeing the look on "True Hardy's" face, several treasure thieves wanted to help him. "True Hardy" was panting heavily at this time, and his body was covered in blood. He could no longer support the weight of his body and knelt on the ground. He raised his head and looked at his former colleagues in front of him, tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed at them, and then reminded them in a weak tone.

"Hoo...Hoo...Be careful...Besides us...there is someone else who was replaced...That guy...He has other guys...He wants to create chaos and then...wait for an opportunity to attack...Be careful..."

After he finished speaking, “True Hardy” collapsed directly, as if he could no longer hold on and died. After seeing “True Hardy” fall down, the treasure thieves in the warehouse were startled, and then they began to stare at each other, everyone’s eyes were full of suspicion.

After hearing the last words of "True Hardy", all the treasure hunters at the scene realized that the crisis was not over yet. There was more than one extraordinary hunter who could change his appearance! There were even his gang members at the scene! And others had been replaced!

After realizing that the enemy might be right next to them and that their companions might be imposters, all the treasure thieves could not help but keep a distance from each other. Four of them, including Atif, began to look at the other companions with suspicion, wondering if they were the enemy. The atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

"I'm serious, Lord Atif, I was just behind there..."

"Master Atif, I have definitely not been replaced. I was standing guard at the door during your ceremony just now..."

"I really am..."

Suddenly, the scene became noisy. The three treasure thieves began to prove themselves to Atif, the leader who would never be replaced. The tension at the scene began to intensify. However, Atif did not panic in this situation. He spoke calmly and composedly.

"Don't panic! Shut up first! I'll ask you questions one by one! It'll be fine as long as you can answer them!"

Atif's stern words restored order to the chaotic scene. The three treasure thieves couldn't help but shut their mouths after hearing Atif's words, ready to be verified one by one by Atif.

Just as Atif was about to question the first of his men, the "fake Hadi" who was lying on the ground not far from him and covered with a layer of white frost suddenly moved again.

Inside the clothes of the "fake Hardy", there was a small bag full of ash powder, and inside the ash powder was an iron box. At this moment, inside the iron box, the mouse suddenly had a flash of lightning on his body, and then detonated the explosives in the iron box, and then the explosives exploded.

“Boom!”

The iron box exploded with a loud bang, and the violent explosion also burst the small bags around the iron box one by one. The dust inside was blown into the air in an instant, and together with the dust on the ground raised by the bomb itself, the entire warehouse was filled with dust, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Ahem...what is this..."

“I can’t see clearly at all!”

"Be careful! Don't let that guy take advantage of the situation!"

Because the power of the bomb was not too great and the explosion was violent and far away, the sudden explosion did not cause much harm to the treasure hunters on the scene. However, the proof process they had just begun was interrupted directly. The dust that permeated the entire space and made it impossible for them to see each other made the atmosphere on the scene fall back into the tense atmosphere of Jiaozuo. They looked at the chaotic environment around them and could not help but fall into deep anxiety in their hearts.

"That guy wanted to create chaos and then wait for an opportunity to strike..."

This was the last words of the "real Hardy" before his death. It was a warning to every treasure thief at the scene, warning them to be careful of the replacement hidden among them! Now this warning is replaying in the hearts of every treasure thief in the dust.

Doesn't this scene correspond to the chaos in the will? Then it's time for the replacement to take action? !

After realizing this, everyone on the scene felt their hearts rise to their throats. They couldn't help but take out their own soul-hiding bone fragments and entered a tense state of alert. They looked around at the vague figures in the dust, as if every figure might be an enemy.

With their minds highly concentrated and their consciousness highly tense, the treasure thieves in the dusty world were alert to everything around them and suspicious of everything in it in order to prevent themselves from being attacked. They felt that every shadow in the dusty world could be a substitute and would attack them anytime and anywhere, so they developed hostility towards every shadow.

Where there is hostility, there is the desire to attack.

Since they are enemies, should we strike first? Wouldn't it be better to attack proactively instead of waiting for them to attack? Being on guard like this is too passive. If the counterfeit launches a surprise attack, can we defend ourselves?

So how about... I launch the attack myself...

Kill the enemy before he attacks me. It doesn't matter which one of the shadows he is!

Under this high-pressure mental state, such thoughts grew in the hearts of the treasure thieves and spread uncontrollably. At this moment, madness was stained in the eyes of each of them.