Garon's current plan was to use the excuse that it would take some time to appraise the stone eye, so he could keep it for a while. It was also a way to absorb potential.
In order to clear his name, he had asked Number Eight to go with him to kill Golden Hoop Number 9. It was also because Number Eight had deliberately framed him.
No matter what, he had to find Golden Hoop Number 9 and clear his name. But he also knew that even if he was cleared of suspicion, Number Eight might not let him go. Maybe his appraisal was a way to protect himself, but it was not safe enough.
"It's best if both of us die together!" Garon quickly ran down the stairs, a trace of viciousness flashing in his eyes.
Golden Hoop Number 8 followed closely behind him, holding a small torch in his hand. He carefully used his cloak to block the fire so that it wouldn't go out. The two of them were only about one meter apart. With this little bit of light, they could barely see the front and back.
Not long after, a half-opened white stone door suddenly appeared on the wall in front of them. Looking through the gap, it was completely dark inside. Gusts of cold wind blew out from the inside.
Garon quickly stopped and stood at the door to catch his breath.
"It's the wind! They should have left from here! "
Golden Hoop Number 8 had already figured it out. He obviously knew that he had been tricked. He didn't need Garon to say anything, and took the lead to open the big stone door and walk in.
Garon's eyes flickered, and he followed him in.
Behind the stone door was an empty and narrow stone room. The floor was covered in a thick layer of dust. A row of dense footprints could be clearly seen on the dust. They walked forward until they reached the right wall and disappeared.
Golden Hoop Number 8 walked over and groped the wall, but he couldn't find any mechanism.
"Damn it!" He punched the wall, making a loud bang.
"There's wind! There must be an exit! "Garon said calmly." Let's see where the vent is. "
Number 8's eyes lit up. He didn't think of it because he was impatient. Now that he was reminded, he immediately began to search for the vent.
Garon stood aside and didn't move. He just quietly watched him search everywhere.
"What's the use of that stone? Do you Golden Hoop know? "
"Hehe, aren't you afraid that you'll die faster if you know more?" Number 8 laughed weirdly as he searched. Suddenly, he seemed to have found a mechanism, and gently pressed it against the wall.
With a click, a small door appeared on the wall.
Just as the door flipped open, a dagger silently stabbed towards Golden Hoop Number Eight.
Clang!
The dagger and the barrel of the Eighth Hand Gun collided violently.
Eighth took a big step back and raised his gun to shoot.
Bang bang bang bang!
After four consecutive shots, the darkness behind the small door did not move at all.
"He ran away, chase him!" Number Eight growled, but his body did not move. He only glanced at Garon who was standing at the side, indicating for him to go in first.
"In any case, I'm not the one who's in a hurry to lose the item!" Garon sneered. He wasn't as strong as the two of them to begin with, and now that he was injured, he could only use eighty percent of his strength, making it even more impossible for him to defeat them. Now that he had rashly chased after them, it was obvious that he couldn't adapt to such a dark place.
Although it was dark outside, it was not as dark as inside the small door. At least Golden Hoop Number 8 still had a torch with a spark.
For a moment, the two of them stood in a stalemate in the stone room. Number Eight knew that he couldn't move Garon no matter what, but he didn't dare to rush in recklessly either.
"If you delay any longer, he'll be gone!" Garon said coldly.
Golden Hoop Number 8 stared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth, took out one of the two pistols, and threw it into the small door.
The pistol spun into the darkness.
Bang!
With a gunshot, a small red fireball suddenly exploded in the darkness. The pistol actually exploded. At the same time, there was a faint groan, followed by the sound of staggering footsteps.
Golden Hoop Number 8 sneered and rushed in without saying anything. He used his cloak to protect his body as he rushed through the flames and disappeared.
Garon didn't follow him. He clearly saw that Golden Hoop Number 8 had shot the butt of the previous pistol. The butt of the pistol was filled with explosives, and it exploded with one shot, forming a small explosive bag.
Although the explosion was weak in such a small space, the sound alone would be enough to deafen an average person. Golden Hoop Number 9 must have been shaken.
That was why Golden Hoop Number 8 didn't have time to care about Garon and rushed in to kill him. He had to kill Golden Hoop Number 9 before he recovered.
Standing in the same place, Garon knew that there was nothing for him to do. He didn't want to get involved, but now the two in front of him were fighting. Now was the time to leave.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a familiar flow of air slowly entering his skin from the air.
"This is … Potential?!" He looked around in shock. There was no light, and the stone room was dark. He couldn't see anything clearly.
Garon slowly walked along the wall, and soon reached the place where the Potential was the strongest.
He slowly crouched down in the corner, where a small piece of black cloth was nailed to the ground, covering something on the ground.
Because it was too dark and in the corner, Eighth and Garon didn't see it. Also, the Potential was too weak, so Garon didn't notice it. Now that it was quiet, he realized that other than the Black Jade Disk, there was another Potential that was slowly entering his body.
"Could it be?!" Garon's heart skipped a beat, and he gently lifted the black cloth. Suddenly, a white stone was revealed. The stone looked like a fish-shaped human eye, lying quietly on the dark ground. Garon picked it up and touched it. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he immediately knew that this was the source of the Potential. Looking at its shape, it should be the stone with the white eye.
"If it wasn't for my Potential, no one else would be able to find this thing here!" Garon hurriedly picked up the white eye and put it in his arms.
He stood up, turned around, and walked out of the entrance.
There was a faint smell of oil and smoke in the air, and it was still very strong.
"It should be the detective and the others who just passed by."
Standing at the entrance of the stone door, Garon looked behind him, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"One deliberately framed me, and the other wanted to kill me. Both of them aren't good people. Unfortunately, if I was stronger, I could kill them instead! But I can't let them have it easy. "
He touched the white eye stone in his shirt pocket, and his eyes were deep in thought. At the same time, he quickly ran up.
A few minutes later …
A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the small door in the stone room. The black shadow didn't use any illumination, but rushed directly to the corner of the wall, lifted the black cloth on the ground, and felt around.
He didn't feel anything. The black shadow was stunned, and hurriedly felt around, but it was still empty.
"That Kelly …!!" He gritted his teeth.
The faint sound of footsteps came from behind him, and the black shadow immediately got up and rushed out of the door.
Just as he rushed out of the door, he heard a gust of wind from the right, and a figure pounced from the side.
Bang!!
The two of them separated, and the black shadow was hit hard against the side of the door, and the whole wall shook slightly.
"Damn it!!" He continued to roll, and rolled to avoid the attack. The stone door frame behind him was hit by the second punch, and with a muffled bang, a lot of rubble fell from the wall.
"Golden Hoop Number 9, you asked for it!" Garon's voice came from the darkness. "How dare you frame me for this?! You really think I don't dare to touch you? "
Golden Hoop Number 9 leaned against the handrail of the stairs and half-knelt, supporting his body. His face was pale, and his ears, mouth, and nostrils were all bleeding.
He didn't practice the Body Hardening Technique, and he was first injured by Golden Hoop Number 8, and now he was hit by this sneak attack. For a moment, he felt his stomach churning, and his head was faintly dizzy.
"Where's the thing?" He endured the pain and asked bitterly.
"Of course it's with me." Garon sneered, "I'll give it to the Golden Hoop, and it'll ease the bad relationship with the Golden Hoop. I can also give it to Golden Hoop Number 8 later. "
"Idiot." Golden Hoop Number 9 suddenly forced a smile, stood up, and was about to continue speaking, but suddenly he opened his mouth and vomited a big mouthful of blood.
A thick smell of blood suddenly spread out.
At this moment, another black shadow rushed out of the stone room and landed at the door. It was Golden Hoop Number 8.
He held a small torch in his hand, which could barely illuminate a small area around him. Under the red light of the sparks, the faces of the three people were faintly red.
"Is the thing really with you?" Golden Hoop Number 8 looked at Garon. "Give it to me!" He reached out his hand.
"I can give it to you, but I haven't appraised it yet. I think only I can appraise its authenticity, and it will take a long time. You should know that. "
Garon didn't hesitate. He knew that he couldn't keep it now. Although he was unhappy with the tone of the other party, he still threw the white stone eye over. The latter caught it and checked it, then nodded with satisfaction.
"It's okay, I misunderstood you. This thing is meaningless to you, and you have no reason to snatch it. I guess I'll have to trouble you with the appraisal in the future. " Golden Hoop Number 8 got the thing, and his tone suddenly softened. "Maybe there will be other things that I need to trouble you with in the future. What happened before was just a misunderstanding."
"I just like to appraise strange things. In fact, I also hope that if the Golden Hoop receives something good, you can let me appraise it." Garon directly told him his plan.
Golden Hoop Number 8 rolled his eyes.
"The organization has always placed great importance on and protected talented people! In the past, the people under us were ignorant and caused you a lot of trouble. It was indeed our fault. But you also know that you are on Dale Quicksilver's side, and many people in the organization are dissatisfied with that. But if Kelly can join the Golden Hoop, I think all of this won't be a problem. " He just tested Garon's strength, and it was indeed extraordinary. Golden Hoop Number 9 had betrayed them, and the top ten Golden Hoop needed new members, so he suddenly had an idea.
The two of them talked, and temporarily put aside the seriously injured Golden Hoop Number 9. Number 9 was also happy to take a break, his body couldn't take it anymore.
"What's in it for me to join the Golden Hoop?" Garon asked in a low voice.
"Although we are not a Secret Technique organization, we are not just a martial arts organization." Golden Hoop Number 8 smiled proudly. "Detective Dale knows the true nature of the Golden Hoop, but he didn't tell you." He paused. "Kelly, why do you think we are so powerful, so why do you think we are collecting all kinds of jewelry and antiques?"
Garon squinted his eyes.
"Since we are collecting, there must be someone who needs it."
"Then what kind of person would like these stolen antiques that are difficult to sell? These things are just small things from a long time ago, at most they have a little history behind them. "Golden Hoop Number 8 continued to hint.
Garon was shocked.
"Aristocrats!" he blurted out.
"Correct!" Golden Hoop Number 8 laughed. "The Golden Hoop does not represent an ordinary underworld force. Our backers are all high and mighty big shots! Strength is our weakest part, and the real strength is our influence! Joining us will only bring you benefits, no harm. "
Garon relaxed, knowing that there was no problem. What he said just now was for Golden Hoop Number 8 to hear. He still had family, relatives, and teachers, so he wasn't alone. Although the Golden Hoop wasn't afraid of the Manuyllton Company or his teacher Fei Baiyun's influence, they wouldn't provoke them for no reason. As long as there was no conflict of interest, everything would be fine.
"No wonder the detective couldn't do anything to you, the Golden Hoop's influence is so strong!" he muttered.
"We also need an expert appraiser who can identify ancient and rare objects. This is your chance! " Golden Hoop Number 8 was more and more satisfied with his idea. Garon's strength, background, and talent were all needed by the organization. As long as he could be pulled in, the small conflict from before could be easily resolved. Wasn't it just a few people who died? It wasn't like they were the top 20 Golden Hoop, they could have as many people as they wanted! These days, rare professionals were the most important resources.
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