The man surnamed Li ran over, took a look around, walked around the secret room, and then shook his head at the man surnamed Zhao.
The man surnamed Zhao frowned. He had just carried the person and thrown him there, so how come he disappeared?
If there are footsteps, you can hear them.
But I didn't hear anything!
Where have the people gone?
An Ran looked at the fools outside the space with a sneer on her face.
He moved to a corner where they couldn't see him, holding a tranquilizer gun in each hand, and quietly left the space, shooting each of Li and Zhao.
The two men fell down. Ling Zhiping looked at the two people lying on the ground, then looked at the source of the sound.
He fell to the ground in horror, stepped back in disbelief, and asked tremblingly: You were clearly not here just now, where did you come out?
An Ran sneered and asked: Guess?
By the way, you kicked me seven times just now. How do you think I should deal with this?
Ling Zhiping widened his eyes and asked: Are you pretending?
An Ran nodded and replied: Yes, of course I was pretending, otherwise, do you think you can deal with me?
It was my plan that you are still alive today. If it weren't for today, you would have died long ago.
After saying that, he dodged and before Ling Zhiping could react, he took out a knife and chopped at Ling Zhiping's feet.
Ling Zhiping looked at his feet that were separated from his legs, and before he could even scream, he fainted.
An Ran took out a rope, tied up Zhao and Li, and cut the tendons of Ling Zhiping's hands. Only then did she look at the treasure behind her.
I walked forward to check and counted that there were about thirty or forty large boxes. There were also paintings on the opposite wall. I looked at them for a long time but still couldn't understand what they were. They looked like ghost paintings.
Although she couldn't understand it, An Ran took out her camera and took a picture of the painting. She planned to develop the photos after returning home and then study them slowly.
He put all the boxes into the space, then felt around to see if there were any other mechanisms or secrets within secrets.
After making sure there was nothing, An Ran woke Ling Zhiping up.
Ling Zhiping saw that the blood on his legs had already coagulated. Looking at his feet not far away from him, he wanted to reach out and grab them, but he couldn't use any strength and it was extremely painful.
He looked down and saw that the tendons on his hand were torn. He looked up and cursed An Ran heartbreakingly: Bitch, devil, you will not die a good death, you will be punished, and I will not let you go even if I become a ghost.
An Ran said in a heartbreaking tone: You said you are such a waste as a human being, and you won’t let me go even as a ghost. What can you do as a ghost?
He is still a waste, and the most useless one.
Ling Zhiping was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. An Ran jumped to the side, and after seeing him finish vomiting, she raised her foot and kicked him.
He said insultingly: You piece of trash, you almost vomited on me. You are the best of trash. Being a ghost is a disgrace among ghosts. You might as well choose to be a beast!
Ling Zhiping gritted his teeth and asked: An Ran, I'm already like this, what else do you want?
If others knew that you had harmed me like this, even if you were a martyr's relative or a powerful person, you would not be able to escape safely.
An Ran laughed out loud, and after she finished laughing, she looked at him sinisterly and said: Ling Zhiping, are you a pig?
Do you think you can get out alive?
What do you think? Will I let anyone see you?
Do you think I would let others know that I killed you?
Are you still dreaming and not awake yet?
An Ran took out the potion, kicked Ling Zhiping's feet in front of Ling Zhiping, and poured a drop of potion on his feet in his puzzled eyes.
Ling Zhiping's pupils dilated, as if someone had grabbed his throat. He opened his mouth wide and stared at his feet, watching them gradually turn into blood.
He looked at An Ran again, his eyes full of fear.
At this moment, he felt real regret and fear, and at the same time asked himself why he had provoked the female devil in front of him?
Why do you think you can deal with her?
Is this a human?
Does she have a heart?
How can you watch someone's feet turn into blood and still smile like a flower?
What's wrong with me that I want to provoke the devil in front of me?
Originally, he didn't believe what she said, but at this moment, he just wanted to ask her to let him go. He didn't want to die even if he had to become a beggar. But would she let him go?
She was right. If she didn't want to, even if she died, no one would ever know how she died.
He spoke tremblingly: An... An... Anran, please... please, please... please let me go.
I...I won't...dare...anymore. From...once...on, I can be...a...dog.
Don't worry... I won't tell anyone... what happened today.
An Ran was almost annoyed by him and shouted: Shut up, I'm asking you now, how did you find this place?
Think it over carefully. Whether you can survive depends entirely on your own performance.
Ling Zhiping nodded quickly and said: I heard it from my grandfather.
My grandfather's ancestors lived here for a period of time, but I don't know how they knew about it.
My grandfather only heard that there were treasures here, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.
So when I went to the countryside, my grandfather knew I was coming here, so he told me to look for it.
As for this secret room, I discovered it by accident.
That time I went up the mountain to chop firewood and was a little tired when I passed by here.
I sat down under the tree to rest and touched a tree root. I didn't take it seriously and wanted to pull it out and cut it off. As soon as I exerted force, the tree moved away and I found the secret passage.
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