"Boss, can we trust what that bastard said?"
In a civilian house in Shuiping Town, a young man with mouse-like eyes and a big mouth looked at the bearded man sitting at the head, and said, "Could that bastard have been bought off by those soldiers and fed us false information?"
"Mouse, listen to what the boss says," another man with a skinny build and a shaved head snapped.
The one called Mouse opened his mouth, then sat down with a hint of irritation.
The bearded man, who was the team leader of the tomb raiding group Xiao Wangguo, stroked his chin beard and said, "He wouldn't dare."
"Boss, I also think he wouldn't dare. Those soldiers can't wait any longer. It's true, we've held them off for several days. Hmph, the tomb isn't going anywhere, can't we outwait these sons of bitches?" The shaved head, nicknamed Baldy, said with a sneer, "Too bad for them, they'd never expect us to be hiding right under their noses."
