Brother, why can't I poke it in? "
"Add some oil."
"Is it done?"
"It's a little tight."
"It's still not working."
"You piece of trash. You can't even open a lock." Colby slapped the sweaty skinny man away, and went forward to take a look at the keyhole. The pitch-black keyhole looked no different from a normal keyhole. He took a thin iron rod and poked it in, but it stopped immediately as if something was stuffed inside.
"Who the f * ck is so shameless as to stuff something into someone's keyhole?" Colby said angrily. He went forward to take a look, but it was still pitch-black. He couldn't see anything, and he didn't know what was blocking it.
After poking around with the iron rod, he didn't make any progress. Colby, whose forehead was full of sweat, threw the iron rod in his hand onto the ground, and said with a black face, "Fatty, smash the door!"
"Boss, didn't you say to keep a low profile just now? If this door is broken, who's going to compensate them? "Fatty mumbled, not daring to go forward.
"Are you stupid? We'll run after stealing. Who's going to stay behind to compensate? Hurry up and smash this stupid door!" Colby scolded. He looked around, and said, "Hurry up. The Gray Temple's patrol is coming."
"Oh, oh." Fatty hurriedly went forward after hearing that. He held the hammer tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and then smashed the wooden door with all his might.
"Bam!"
There was a dull sound.
Fatty felt as if his hammer had smashed into a metal wall. A strong numbness spread through both his hands instantly. Then, a rebounding force came from the hammer, and actually flipped his huge body onto the ground.
"Ouch!"
Fatty couldn't help but cry out. He held his butt, and wailed, "My butt, it's broken into two pieces."
"There's not even a trace left behind!" Colby stared at the wooden door. Fatty's hammer had landed solidly on the door. However, not only did this seemingly thin wooden door not shatter into pieces, there wasn't even the slightest trace of being hammered on it!
Although Fatty's ability was only 4th-tier, even a 1st-tier Knight could easily smash a wooden door with a punch. It didn't make sense that Fatty with a hammer couldn't smash a restaurant door, right?
"This door … doesn't seem right." The skinny man also looked at the wooden door in shock. He reached out and knocked on the door. After confirming that there was no problem with the wooden door, he became even more confused.
"Boss, is it possible that the person living here is an expert? Why don't we just retreat? "Fatty said fearfully.
"Bullsh * t. How can a chef be an expert? You must have eaten too much recently. You can't even use a hammer properly. Let me do it." Colby picked up the hammer from the ground, spread his legs, and got into a stance. He took a deep breath, raised the hammer high above his head, and smashed it hard against the wooden door.
An almost inaudible ripple appeared on the wooden door. Before the hammer could land on the door, it was blocked by the silent light barrier.
Swish!
The hammer turned into a stream of light and flew backward, smashing into the bushes a hundred meters away.
Colby's mouth was open, and he was still in the posture of swinging the hammer.
"Boss, are you alright?" The skinny man looked at Colby worriedly, and said softly, "Boss, I think this restaurant is really a little strange. Why don't we leave? Forget it, we won't steal this artifact."
"Yeah, even Boss's hammer flew away," Fatty said softly as he stood up.
"Bullsh * t." Colby stood up straight, and hid his numb hand behind his back. He coughed dryly, and said, "I lost my grip just now. Otherwise, how could the hammer have flown away? It doesn't exist."
"Then, we?" the skinny man asked carefully.
"Of course we're going to f * ck him up! I don't believe a stupid door can stop the three of us! Smash it! "Colby took out his big sword, and slashed wildly at the wooden door.
Fatty and the skinny man were also encouraged. They also took out their weapons and slashed wildly at the wooden door.
Ten minutes later.
"Boss … I can't take it anymore … I have no more strength …" Fatty sat on the ground with his mace. His clothes were drenched in sweat, and he was panting heavily.
"I can't take it anymore …" The skinny man sat down beside Fatty, and threw the axe in his hand onto the ground. He felt that his hands were no longer his own.
"What the f * ck … What kind of wood is this door made of? Why is it harder than iron? " Colby also looked at the door in front of him in despair. The three of them had been slashing at it for half a day, but they couldn't even leave a mark on it.
The three of them sat on the stairs with their backs facing the door, and their foreheads were drenched in sweat.
"Boss, why don't we leave?"
"Yeah."
"Sigh …"
The three of them sighed together. They didn't expect to have such a bad start when they came to steal from a restaurant. It was really a blow to their confidence.
There was an inexplicable sadness.
"Creak."
Just then, the door behind them slowly opened outwards, revealing a gap. A gust of cold wind blew out, and the three of them shivered.
"Why … Why did it open by itself?"
The three of them turned around and looked at the half-closed wooden door in confusion. They had been slashing at it for half an hour, and they couldn't even leave a mark on it. How did it open by itself?
"Boss, what do we do now?" Fatty stood up and swallowed his saliva. He looked at the door, and felt an inexplicable sense of fear. He had a feeling that there was something like a ghost hiding inside.
"Boss, I think this is a little strange. We didn't manage to break the door open even after making so much noise, but it opened by itself now. No matter how I look at it, it looks like a trap," Skinny mumbled.
"Haha, I want to see what's so strange about this place that it dares to trick me like this!" Colby sneered. He raised his sword, and pulled open the half-closed door.
It was pitch black inside the door. There wasn't a single ray of light, and even the moonlight couldn't shine in.
The door was like the mouth of a giant beast. A gust of cold wind blew, and it went straight for their necks.
"Boss, why don't we change our target?" Fatty said as he tugged at the corner of Colby's shirt, shivering.
"Follow me in if you're my brother." Colby flung Fatty's hand away, and stepped into the restaurant.
"What should we do?" Fatty looked at Skinny helplessly.
"What else can we do? We can't just leave Boss here." Skinny clenched his teeth, and jumped into the restaurant with his eyes closed.
"Wait for me!" It was dead silent outside the restaurant, and it was even scarier. Fatty shouted and jumped into the restaurant as well.
"Bam!"
The door behind them closed as soon as the three of them entered.
"Oh ho!"
The three of them looked back at the door behind them, and let out a soft cry at the same time.
"Drip … Drip …"
The sound of water droplets falling to the ground could be heard.
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