Without saying anything more, without throwing away the backpack, he just rushed forward.
He kicked the fastest figure away with a flying kick. Of course, the one coming back was even faster. He flew three or four meters and fell to the ground without a sound. He must have fainted.
Such a weakling! Chu Xi curled her lips.
While the others were hesitating, they saw her slapping several people away with a few slaps as if swatting flies. She was like a wolf among a flock of sheep, and her figure was like a ghost in the darkness.
Chu Xi simply relied on his physical fitness, which was four or five times better than that of an ordinary person, to deal with everyone quickly and efficiently.
The gangster Zhang Biao had just turned around and taken four or five steps, and was about to raise his hand to open the door when he froze there, because what he heard was not the expected cry for help from the girl, but the groans of his own men.
I immediately broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that I had run into a tough opponent, an absolute iron wall.
"Miss, it's a misunderstanding."
Zhang Biao was also a man of great adaptability, and he immediately lowered his stance. When he saw the face next to him rapidly swelling and turning purple, he was even ready to kneel down.
"Too late!" Chu Xi kicked Zhang Biao again, who weighed nearly 180 pounds, and he was kicked into the house and fainted.
Thinking about the evil things that this scum might have done, Chu Xi's mental power quickly discovered two secret rooms under the floor tiles of the house, as well as a cellar hidden in the yard.
As expected, scumbags! In a dark room, three little girls were shivering in the corner, their bodies covered in wounds and half-naked.
Chu Xi turned around and crushed Zhang Biao's limbs swiftly. He also gave several of his men outside a few sharp spatial blades, cutting off their tendons. Only in this way could he feel more relieved if he was alive than if he died.
Chu Xi dragged them all into the room where the three girls were imprisoned, and prepared to let them stay there. It was up to them to decide whether they would starve to death or be rescued. Even if they were rescued, they would be useless anyway.
Looking at the three girls who were obviously numb and dazed, I felt very sad. God knows what they had suffered.
"Hey," Chu Xi still found some clothes for them and let them support each other and walk. As for whether to report the case or go home, it was up to them to decide. You have to know that in this era where public opinion is more ferocious than a tiger, if people knew about this kind of thing, they might commit suicide.
After dealing with everyone, it was time to reap the rewards, because she discovered that there were a large number of antique artifacts stored in another secret room.
Two boxes of books and paintings, one box of gold, silver and jewelry, two large bronze tripods and furnaces, a box of copper coins, and another box of banknotes. This should be all the belongings of the gangster boss Zhang Biao.
Anyway, they are all ill-gotten gains, Chu Xi will not be polite and will take them all away!
Then he went to the yard, took out an engineer shovel from the space, and started digging at the corner of the wall. After about five minutes, he dug nearly one meter deep and found a thick iron plate with a square lock.
He took a look and pulled out a pair of lock cutters. He applied a strong force to the seemingly thin lock post. Hmm? It wouldn't cut. What material was it made of? After studying it for a while, he gave up.
He used the sharp space blade to cut a hole in the iron plate, leaving the square lock intact, ready to take it back for research.
Chu Xi opened the heavy iron plate and jumped down into the cellar. He was delighted. Several large boxes filled up the cellar, which was not very big to begin with.
After a closer look, they were all antiques, but they were obviously much more exquisite than the things in the dark room just now. They were sealed well. When I opened a box of calligraphy and paintings, I saw complete sealing wax paper, exquisitely embroidered cloth bags and brocade boxes. They looked like they were carefully prepared and obviously worth a lot of money.
There were actually two boxes of gold, so golden that it could blind people. Chu Xi squinted his big eyes that were shining with light and accepted them without hesitation.
The intricately carved jade pieces and the pure white jade blue and white porcelain were so exquisite that Chu Xi was a little stunned.
What a pleasant surprise! I just don't know where the original owner of this yard was chased away by the black-hearted Zhang Biao. Or is it a treasure left over from history? Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. For the sake of better preservation, I'll take it away...
I walked out of the cellar, covered it with an iron plate and then a wooden board, carefully restored the entrance, and sprinkled it with loose soil. This is a treasure, so I'd better not leave any clues.
When leaving, he looked at the relatively empty yard, thought about several or more victims, and simply set fire to the house. It shouldn't burn the neighbors. As for whether those scumbags are dead or alive, he will leave it to fate. However, seeing that so many people live in the slum next door, these people should not die.
Thinking about today's great harvest, Chu Xi happily teleported back to the roof of the train station. Looking at the house in the distance that had not been burned down at all, he sighed. There was some truth to the saying that bad guys "live" for a thousand years.
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