I never expected Zhao Jiu to be able to get his hands on something like this. Tsk tsk tsk, so many things, it would take a year or two to gather them all, he must have started taking action a long time ago.
"You can't judge a book by its cover," a saying perfectly exemplified by Zhao Jiu.
Because this place not only has all kinds of antique treasures, but also the most advanced weapons on the market today, including guns, explosives, and a number of very beautiful knives, even small knives.
Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to curse but didn't know what adjectives to use to describe this person's evil. She could only glare fiercely at Zhao Jiu beside her.
"He sends away the country's treasures one by one, while keeping so many for himself. How many lives must Zhao Jiu have on his hands to collect so many things?"
"This man cannot die; he must be kept alive to torture him properly in order to vent our anger and vent our hatred."
Lin Xiaoxiao had already considered several options in her mind: should she fight directly, use medicine, or pull him into her space to resolve the issue directly?
After taking several deep breaths, Lin Xiaoxiao regained her composure. Zhao Jiu had been running the business for so many years, and she couldn't just make a move on it. She had to go back and tell Han Qiushi so that everyone could prepare a plan before sending Zhao Jiu on its way.
Zhao Jiu didn't stay there long. After looking at his treasure, he left the dark room and returned to his study, completely satisfied.
When he wasn't looking, Lin Xiaoxiao deliberately dropped a pen off the table.
Zhao Jiu stepped on it and fell backward instantly with a "bang." Everyone thought he would hit the ground on the back of his head first, but he reacted very quickly and immediately braced himself with his hands, preventing his head from getting injured.
But no matter how skilled he was, he was still an elderly person, and his hand instantly twisted to one side and broke.
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