Chapter 125 The Buddha's Golden Body Takes Him Back
As Mu Jiu was talking, he soon heard some noise coming from the yard.
"Surround this place completely and don't let those lamas escape!"
It was Duan Ran's voice. It looked like the soldiers were awake.
Then a large number of soldiers with guns in their hands rushed into the old Dalai Lama's house.
When everyone who came in saw Mu Jiu standing in front of the big Buddha with a knife in his hand, they were extremely surprised.
They obviously saw the little bald guys in the yard who had their throats slit by a knife.
The cruelty of the means is shocking.
Duan Ran was not surprised at all, as he had witnessed this kind of scene half a year ago.
Miss Mu's unique skill.
Most people couldn't do this. The murder scene was extremely cruel, but the person being killed showed no signs of resistance.
In other words, the people who were killed were simply powerless to resist.
They can only wait to be slaughtered like a hen in a cage.
At that time, there were a dozen patrol managers who were bullying people, and she castrated them first and then killed them.
This time, there were more than a dozen lamas, whom she killed first and then cut off their tongues.
Everyone here knows that these people were not killed innocently at all!
They remember everything that happened tonight.
It was these bald guys who lured people here and wanted to kill them all.
The reason they were able to escape was not because these bald guys suddenly had a change of heart, but because someone else came to rescue them.
After all, the disgusting pill that went into the mouth and the roof that was blown off for ventilation couldn't have appeared out of thin air!
At this moment, Commander Fu has already led his men to the dormitory building to suppress the rioters.
It is said that several second-generation people who stood out were thrown down the building by those bald guys in anger...
His head was smashed to pieces on the spot.
Commander Fu ran towards the dormitory building almost like flying!
Things have come to this point and there is no way they can end well.
This matter can no longer be resolved through negotiation, it can only be resolved by force.
When Duan Ran and his men rushed into the house, they saw the old Dalai Lama rolling on the ground.
The cockscomb hat on his head rolled to one side, revealing a bald head.
And the old right hand that fell not far away, still holding the gun.
It's clear what happened here.
The soldiers quickly grabbed the old bald man on the ground and pointed several submachine guns at his forehead.
"Miss Mu, are you okay?" Duan Ranze came over immediately to check if Mu Jiu was injured.
Mu Jiu smiled and shook his head, not really.
"Tell me, where is the entrance to the warehouse?" the soldiers on the side asked.
At this moment, the old Dalai Lama just looked at everyone here with anger.
"I'm going to die anyway. If I can't survive, you won't be able to find the reserve supplies!
If we have to die, let’s die together! Hahahaha!” The old Dalai Lama laughed like a madman.
Mu Jiu stood aside, wiping the scimitar in his hand with a clean rag and glanced at the bald old man Ni.
"Isn't the door of the warehouse just behind the big Buddha you worship? It's not that hard to find.
You stay here all day long, isn't it because you are a warehouse keeper assigned by the government?"
When Mu Jiu said this, everyone present was stunned again.
The old bald man's smile froze on his face. He wondered what the hell this person was and how he knew everything!
Duan Ran gave an order and immediately sent people to look for it.
The old bald man roared loudly:
"You people, let go of the Buddha's golden body, don't touch my Buddha with your dirty hands!
How can you filthy people touch the body of Buddha?
All of you go away!"
When several soldiers surrounded and tried to carry the Buddha down.
He even forgot the pain of his broken arm and the muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead, and tried to run towards the Buddha.
However, the next second, the golden Buddha that the soldiers had lifted up but not held firmly suddenly fell towards the crowd...
Duan Ran subconsciously protected Mu Jiu to the side, and the soldiers also dodged away.
Only the old bald man standing under the golden body, who was too old and frail to react in time, was crushed underneath with a bang.
The old bald man's body was crushed in an instant, and his brain mixed with blood spurted out into a pool. The scene was horrifying.
Afterwards, the soldiers tested it and found that this giant Buddha was indeed a "golden body" in the physical sense!
The entire structure is made of thick-walled red gold and weighs 8 tons.
So when it hit the old bald guy so hard, it was like being run over by a mammoth, and he was reduced to ashes in an instant.
All this gold is the incense money received by this temple over the years.
It is enshrined in a room that only the old Dalai Lama is qualified to enter.
This is no different from a corrupt official sleeping on gold bars.
The Buddha statue fell down, and the warehouse door behind it was revealed.
But now comes the headache. Opening the warehouse door requires the administrator's instructions and fingerprints...
If you enter the wrong command 10 times, the car will be locked automatically and enter the anti-theft program.
The door and inner walls of the warehouse are made of a special structure that is corrosion-resistant, high-temperature-resistant and explosion-resistant.
It is not something that can be easily broken in a short period of time.
"Commander Duan, what should we do?" asked an officer under his command.
The old Dalai Lama was the warehouse manager, but he got his comeuppance and died.
Duan Ran was also silent. After a while, he gave his orders to his men:
"Let Fu Hengyuan come over and pick the lock."
These words stunned Mu Jiu who was standing beside him.
What's going on? Fu Hengyuan also has the skill of picking locks? This is really surprising!
A few minutes later, Fu Hengyuan came trotting over, panting, and the first thing he saw was Mu Jiu who was standing next to Duan Ran.
He had obviously seen all the tragic deaths and injuries inside and outside the yard.
After seeing that Mu Jiu was safe and sound, he asked Duan Ran:
"I heard that we found the entrance to the warehouse but couldn't open it. Where's that old bald guy?"
Duan Ran pointed to the pool of blood under the golden Buddha and said, "You have done too much evil, so it has been taken back."
Mu Jiu couldn't help wanting to laugh, but he couldn't help it.
"So no one knows the password to the warehouse? Aren't there other lamas?" Fu Hengyuan asked with a frown.
The state secret warehouse has no password and is not so easy to open, otherwise it would not be worthy of the word "state".
“Most of the high-ranking lamas in the temple are now lying in the yard, having been killed by Miss Mu.
As for the group that threatened with guns, weren't they shot dead by you over there in the dormitory building?
Otherwise why did I ask you to come here... to pick the lock!"
When Duan Ran said this, he first looked at Mu Jiu and then at Fu Hengyuan.
They are both troublemakers. At this moment, there is not a single living lama in the temple.
He really... is at his wits' end!
But looking at this matter at the moment, it is definitely correct. After all, human lives come first and warehouses come second.
"Let me take a look first." Fu Hengyuan didn't say much and went straight to the warehouse password lock to check.
When he opened the large package he was carrying, even Mu Jiu was stunned.
There was a box full of demolition axes, chisels, metal cutting knives, lock breaking knives, picks, etc.
Really professional!
Mu Jiu came close to Duan Ran and asked curiously, "Why does Commander Fu know how to open locks?"
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