Xiong Bingnan, the head of the Xiong family, was descended from authentic Murhe ancestors. He had the strong physique and thick beard that the Murhe people were proud of. He was eight feet tall and had a voice like a bell. Standing among a group of outsiders, he looked like a towering tree emerging from a field.
However, at this moment, his head was placed on a low stool only a few feet high. The beautiful beard that he had carefully cared for during his lifetime was turned into a ball of paste by the splattered brain matter, and the whole head looked like a crushed winter melon.
Zou Sifang's face was facing Xiong Bingnan's head. His eyeballs had begun to turn white and were staring at him like dead fish.
"Master Zou."
The same voice called him again, this time with a hint of impatience.
Zou Sifang forced himself not to look at the source of the sound, preferring to keep his gaze on the head in front of him.
"My dear friends, I'm quite familiar with this place. Here... we have gold and silver coins, as well as banknotes! They're all printed on flowery paper and gold seals from Xiaomeizhuang. There's absolutely no problem..."
Footsteps were heard, and the sound was a few steps closer to him.
"Didn't Mr. Zou come here to discuss business? Why didn't he even look at his opponent's face? Isn't that very rude?"
Zou Sifang was shaking uncontrollably, perhaps because he was weak from recovering from a serious illness, his legs went weak and he sat down on the ground. He didn't care about his embarrassment and cast his gaze at the ground in panic.
"My dear friends, I haven't seen your faces since I entered. Please take whatever you want. I have no complaints!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence all around, and then several strange laughs came from various places in the house, like the noisy sound of bats in a cave.
"What a great guy who has no complaints!" A strong force hit him, and Zou Sifang's head was lifted up. He was forced to look at the other person.
What you see is an ordinary face, so ordinary that you can hardly remember any of the facial features or details on it.
Not only him, but the other people in the room also had such faces.
Zou Sifang slowly loosened his hand on his head, then turned around and pointed at Xiong Bingnan's head: "Master Zou, you should discuss this with Mr. Xiong before you say anything, don't you think?"
Several other people in the distance echoed the sentiment, occasionally taking out round red beads from the medicine box behind them and throwing them around for fun.
Seeing the priceless blood in front of the tomb rolling on the ground like marbles, Zou Sifang's heart was bleeding. He knew that he could not escape this disaster and closed his eyes helplessly.
"What exactly are you going to do?"
"What? Of course, we'll give you the money and the goods. Master Zou, hand over the things and we'll give you your life back."
Zou Sifang didn't say anything, his fingers still tightly gripping the box in his hand.
The man sneered and reached out to grab the box from Zou Sifang's hand. Zou Sifang refused to let go, so the man exerted force and the box flew out and rolled to the ground, dropping the contents.
A piece of green fell out.
The assailant's eyes fell on it, as if assessing something.
At this moment, on the roof tiles of the Bear House, there were several pairs of eyes staring at the emerald green thing below.
Xiao Nanhui nudged the person next to him and asked in a low voice, "Is that it?"
Hao Bai squinted his eyes and strained to see through the gap between the tiles: "Hmm... the color seems to be right..."
Xiao Nanhui hurriedly asked, "What do you mean the color is right? Look more carefully."
Hao Bai felt a little frustrated: "From such a distance, it's like peering through a keyhole. How can I be more careful?"
Xiao Nanhui held her breath and wanted to ask Zhongli Jing on the other side, but the other party actually raised a finger to signal her to shut up.
There was a crisp sound from inside the house, and Zou Sifang's face was pressed to the ground. The emerald green jade seal was picked up by the man in the middle.
"Master Zou, is what you brought this time real?"
Zou Sifang wanted to swallow his saliva to calm down, but he couldn't swallow it no matter what. It was as if something was blocking his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Is this question difficult to answer? Master Zou, please speak."
Zou Sifang had made up his mind and just gritted his teeth without saying a word.
A cold laugh echoed above his head: "Do you think that if you don't tell us, we can't do anything to you? Perhaps..." The man said as he slowly raised the thing in his hand high up, "Perhaps we don't want it, but want to destroy it?"
Before he finished speaking, the man's hand had already fallen, and the jade seal was about to be thrown to the ground.
In a flash, there was a cracking sound from above the beam in the house, and a figure fell straight down and attacked the man's back.
After the two sides fought, the tourmaline flew out and landed on Xiong Bingnan's head.
Xiao Nanhui fell down in a hurry and almost sprained his waist, but he didn't dare to take his eyes off the thing.
The roof of the Xiong family's old house had a hole in it after being stepped on by Xiao Nanhui. Now it was obviously unable to withstand the weight of some people. It collapsed completely with a "crash", and three more people fell down with it.
Wei Xiang protected Zhongli Jing with one hand and slightly lifted Hao Bai's belt with the other hand to prevent him from falling to his death.
Even so, he still fell on his butt and was looking at Xiao Nanhui with some anger.
Xiao Nanhui knew that the other party thought she was reckless, so she just used her eyes to indicate the location of the tourmaline. It was closest to him.
However, before Hao Bai could make any move, the other dozen or so people silently changed their formation and surrounded Xiao Nanhui and others.
Xiao Nanhui couldn't see clearly through the tiles before, but now he discovered that these people's faces seemed to have been tampered with. Their facial features were stuck together with the surrounding skin, as if they had been corroded by something.
What kind of underworld organization is this? Or is it someone's hired assassin? Why doesn't he reveal his true identity?
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