Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

Zhang Qishan smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Huo, you are too polite! Now that we are here, we must protect everyone's safety."

He didn't show it on his face, but he knew it in his heart. Why didn't he see any guards just now? They just sealed the door and waited for the two of them to catch them. But Jinnian and the others were here, so they had to catch them. Even if they were not here, he would still catch them when he came.

No matter what, there is no escape from work.

"Does Sanniang have any clues?"

Zhang Qishan pulled the cloth off the man's face, and unsurprisingly, it was a face that no one was familiar with.

"I don't know him. I haven't had any grudges with anyone recently."

Huo Jinxi's eyebrows moved. Did she look like she knew? To be honest, the other party was more likely to attack Zhang Qishan than to attack her.

What did he want from her? She was neither as rich nor as powerful as the other party, nor did she have as many enemies as the other party. Although this incident happened in the Huo Mansion, she did not think it was directed at her.

Qi Tiezui who was standing next to him came over staggeringly.

"Master Buddha, Adjutant, are you all right?"

Zhang Qishan put his hands in his pockets and nodded at him: "It's okay, where are the second master and the others?"

When Zhang Qishan brought it up, Qi Tiezui hesitated, but still told the truth.

"Xiao Jinnian's ear was scratched. Second Master is with him. Everyone else is fine."

"understood."

Zhang Qishan frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows. He didn't have time to check on the people. He had to deal with the man on the ground first. When he turned around, he saw Er Yuehong's crescent robe out of the corner of his eye, but couldn't see Jinnian's figure. He guessed that he was blocked by someone.

"So, has Mr. Huo met any strange people recently?" Zhang Qishan tilted his head slightly, looked at Huo Jinxi calmly, and asked.

His tone was neither hurried nor slow, and his attitude was still very good, but there was a sense of polite distance. He was not as happy as when he talked to Jinnian and the others before. He was probably in a bad mood because of the sudden accident.

"Neither." Huo Jinxi raised her chin slightly and responded to Zhang Qishan's question with a firm look in her eyes.

There was no trace of emotion on her face, and she still maintained an attitude of denial, which made her look like she was not very cooperative.

Her hands were gently folded in front of her, her posture was elegant yet stubborn, and she stood there steadily. The fairy followed behind her without saying a word. To be honest, she didn't have as much information as Qi Tiezui.

"This is not going to be easy." Jiu Ye followed Qi Tiezui slowly and heard the previous conversation. He frowned slightly, sighed softly, then turned his gaze to the man on the ground and began to observe him carefully.

Master Jie Jiu leaned forward slightly and looked at the person on the ground carefully, trying to find some clues from him. It was inevitable that the other person's face was unfamiliar, but this coarse cloth clothes seemed to have some clues. He touched his chin and always felt that he should have seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Why does he look so listless?" Qi Tiezui asked curiously with a slightly frown on his face. As he spoke, he slowly squatted down, his movements were somewhat cautious, and his eyes were fixed on the half-dead man on the ground, his eyes full of confusion.

Qi Tiezui's face showed a thoughtful expression, his heart was full of confusion. Just now, he was really scared. The moment the other party fired the gun, he felt as if the bullet was going to hit him. His heart was beating wildly, and even his face turned pale in an instant, and his body trembled involuntarily.

To be honest, he didn't see where the person was at that time, and he didn't know where he fired the gun from. At that moment, he only heard a loud bang, and then there was chaos.

Even when he was lying on the ground, he didn't know how he fell there...it seemed like someone kicked him?

It was when Jiu Ye was pulling him away and Zhang Qishan was chasing someone over there that he could barely see his back.

Recalling the previous chaos, there was still some fear in Qi Tiezui's eyes. The fear was like a dark cloud, shrouding his eyes, but now there was more anger.

Before he lost his temper, he was attracted by the strange condition of the man on the ground. He looked at the man twitching on the ground and his curiosity grew. This man was clearly alive and kicking just now. Could it be that he was beaten into submission by the Buddha and his adjutant?

Qi Tiezui was speculating secretly in his heart, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed that he had done nothing but watched the fun.

Qi Tiezui looked over with a slightly angry look, only to see that the other party didn't move. He gritted his teeth, feeling a little dissatisfied.

He carefully walked around to the back, taking every step with extreme caution, and saw at a glance that the other person's wrists were tied together and wrapped in white cloth, which made the shape look particularly strange.

Qi Tiezui's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he muttered to himself what was going on. He could only guess that he was tied up because he was in some danger.

Zhang Rishan, who was standing next to him, kept staring at the person on the ground, watching him intently to prevent him from making any abnormal movements.

His eyes were sharp, staring closely at the person on the ground, not missing any slight movement, to prevent the other party from wanting to die together.

When he saw Qi Tiezui's curious movements, he raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not stop him. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile. It seemed that he acquiesced to Qi Tiezui's actions, but in fact he was satisfying his own bad taste.

Zhang Rishan folded his hands in front of his chest and did not stop him. Instead, he made some room for Qi Tiezui and made some room for him.

Seeing that Zhang Rishan did not react, Qi Tiezui became bolder.

Like a curious cat, he gently tapped the man's shoulder from behind and whispered, "Hey! Who sent you?"

However, the only response he got was a faint "Hehe..." sound.

Such a strange sound came out of the man's mouth, it sounded like it was squeezed out of his throat, and the other person didn't even raise his head.

Qi Tiezui felt a little unhappy, thinking that the other party didn't want to pay attention to him, so he pretended to threaten: "If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"

As soon as Qi Tiezui finished speaking, the other party raised his head immediately as if some mechanism was triggered. The movement was so fast that it was frightening, like a flash of lightning.

Qi Tiezui was so frightened by this sudden reaction that he almost jumped to the side, thinking he was being ambushed.

His heart suddenly shrank and his face turned pale instantly. After a long while, he finally reacted and said angrily: "Damn it, you want to scare me to death! Dare to scare your Eighth Master, don't you want to live?"

Qi Tiezui was so scared that he stepped back, and the angle was just right for him to see the other person's hand.

The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. Curiosity and uneasiness intertwined in his heart. Finally, he couldn't help but reach out his hand and slowly move the bloodstained white cloth away a little.

At that moment, Qi Tiezui took just one look and his stomach churned.

The meal I just ate was rolling around in my stomach, and the nausea-inducing feeling was so strong that it went straight to my throat.

Qi Tiezui couldn't help but retched. He sat on the ground with his hands behind his back. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of fear, his lips trembled slightly, and he stammered, "Buddha, Lord Buddha?!"

At this moment, Qi Tiezui looked like he had seen a ghost.

Zhang Qishan was still talking to Huo Jinxi in a disjointed manner.

Huo Jinxi insisted that she had not provoked anyone, but given the criminal's familiarity with the Huo Mansion, Huo Jinxi could not escape suspicion no matter what.

Hearing Qi Tiezui's frightened voice, Zhang Qishen just glanced at him indifferently without saying anything. His eyes were deep and cold, and he looked a little inhuman.

Zhang Rishan, who was standing next to him, quickly pulled out a new piece of cloth and walked over.

I saw that the man's wrist was broken completely. The dark red blood at the cross section had dried up and stickyly stuck on it, forming a thick blood scab. The wound was flat and smooth, as if it had been cut off by some sharp instrument.

The two empty wrists, without the support of hands, looked extremely strange and terrifying. At the innermost part of the broken wrist, the flesh was rolled up, revealing the pale bones. The dried blood covered the entire cross-section like a black spider web.

When Qi Tiezui saw this scene, he was frightened again and his face turned pale. He covered his mouth tightly with both hands, fearing that he would vomit again.

It's not like he had never seen a dead person before, nor had he never seen the Buddha and his adjutant kill people, but this was the first time he had seen such a stimulating and visual wound.

The gangster on the ground seemed to have lost his soul. His eyes were empty and lifeless, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were chapped, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Moreover, the other person's body was still trembling slightly, as if he was in great pain. His red and bloodshot eyes stared at Qi Tiezui without blinking, as if he wanted to see through his soul. In his eyes, there was not only despair and pain, but also a little madness.

It was as if as long as they untied him, even if he had no hands, they would still be killed.

Qi Tiezui looked at the gangster in horror, his eyes filled with unspeakable fear. His body trembled involuntarily, as helpless as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

In his mind, all kinds of terrible fantasies kept emerging like a surging tide. He imagined how the hands were broken and how they were taken away by the Buddha and others. Could it be a punishment? Every imagined picture made him shudder, as if he was at the scene of the actions of those people just now.

After being frightened by the horrific scene he imagined, Qi Tiezui instinctively wanted to stay away from the other person, away from this dangerous person.

He felt as if he was standing next to a powder keg that could explode at any time. It was extremely dangerous. However, when he tried to move his legs, he found that his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead and he could not move at all.

He felt desperate in his heart, thinking bitterly that he should never be curious again. If he hadn't been curious and wanted to see it, he wouldn't have seen such a thing. He felt like he was about to get a needle hole...

Just when Qi Tiezui was falling into self-despair, Zhang Rishan couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward helplessly, picked him up like a chicken, and took him aside.

Qi Tiezui was being pulled and had no strength in his body. He stood up relying on the other person's strength. After standing up, his legs were still a little weak. After trying hard to steady his body, he could not take his eyes off the gangster.

"adjutant..........."

"Ok?"

"If I make a mistake in the future, will the Buddha...?"

Zhang Rishan smiled, pushed Qi Tiezui's back, and moved a little closer: "Eighth Master, you'd better not try it."

Qi Tiezui's mouth twitched and he closed his eyes tightly, thinking that he should change his curiosity.

As Qi Tiezui left, the white cloth fell quietly, covering the criminal's shocking wound.

The skin around the wound turned pale due to blood loss, losing its former luster and elasticity, like dry bark. Perhaps because of the movement of the white cloth, the blood dripped along the rough fingers, forming a string of tiny blood beads.

Those blood drops flashed a dark red light under the sunlight, and finally gathered into a thin stream, winding down the criminal's arm and gathering into a small pool of blood on the ground.