Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Gunshots rang out, and Qin Henian looked up to see Wu Xie holding a pistol, staring coldly at the bound man in front of him. The bright red blood dripped onto the ground, clearly telling Qin Henian what had just happened.

"Next!"

Although Wu Xie felt uncomfortable, he still maintained a cold expression. His eyes swept over the other bound people, and he held a long iron hook stick in his hand, with bits of flesh hanging on it indicating what had just happened.

The expressions of the others standing nearby were also solemn, but even more so, they were filled with heartache.

"How naive! Fatty will go with you!"

Fatty Wang couldn't stand Wu Xie's sudden change. This forced growth, though not ideal, was something Wu Xie had to go through, and there was nothing he could do but silently support him.

Having witnessed Wu Xie's injuries and the schemes he had endured, Fatty Wang could only say that he and Wu Xie stood together through thick and thin. When Wu Xie killed someone, he handed him the knife, and he was willing to risk his life for his good brother.

"it is good!"

Wu turned his head, the blood on his hands contrasting sharply with his face. However, he smiled brightly when he saw Fatty Wang, and his eyes met those of Zhang Qilin, Xie Yuchen, Qin Henian, and Hei Xiazi, who were standing behind him.

The few people standing to one side didn't intend to leave either; they just stood there, their eyes all fixed on the person who was rapidly growing step by step.

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Beijing, the underground site of a villa.

Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!

"Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle..."

"Boss! My men down here reported that they've detected a river channel beneath Mount Li that flows into the sea and branches into various tributaries. The water is swift, and because it's underground, there's an immense amount of seeping mud, so it might be difficult to use large drilling rigs."

Inside the steel-constructed basement, in a fortress filled with numerous precision instruments, a central spring is fitted with a filter to ensure sufficient oxygen levels both above and below ground.

A man dressed in a suit and leather collar had fair skin like a college student, and his cat-like eyes seemed innocent and foolish, but a hint of calculation and shrewdness flashed in them.

Suddenly, a sound came from the earpiece I was wearing. First, there was a piercing static, followed by a gentle yet sexy female voice in the earpiece. It sounded like there was a digging sound mixed in, which slightly affected the volume of the woman's voice.

"Tell them to be careful not to be discovered. Continue searching secretly. They must find the location of the mechanism in Qin Shi Huang's tomb, otherwise it's too dangerous inside, and going there will be pointless!"

"Furthermore, within your limited capabilities, thoroughly investigate the situation around Mount Li and report back!"

The man in the suit on this side, young in age and with a clear voice, spoke directly to the person opposite him, issuing orders.

While someone was secretly plotting against Lishan, Wu Xie had already interrogated all eleven people in the room, but he didn't know much, because he couldn't get any information out of them at all.

"He Nian! Am I really useless? Why don't they say anything?"

Wu Xie's hands were covered in blood, and bloodstains dripped from his sleeves onto the ground through the fabric of his coat. His eyes were dark, and the words he uttered seemed to tell others that he was truly useless.

"Interrogation is an art, and you've only just begun to learn it, so naturally it may not be very effective yet."

"Moreover, the minds of the Wang family members are generally brainwashed repeatedly, and their thoughts are completely different from those of normal people, so this is not your problem."

Qin Henian was rather inept at comforting people. He bypassed Wu Xie's blood-stained, deathly pale face, looking at the eleven people behind him, barely breathing. The sound of approaching footsteps grew louder, and a slender, pale hand landed beside the person closest to him, bending down and lowering its gaze...

The handprint was on the blood in the man's black hair. The warm, viscous liquid was in his palm. A golden light pierced into the man's skull, and scene after scene of madness spun wildly in Qin Henian's mind.

No! Next!

The clattering footsteps continued. Qin Henian turned a corner and reached out his hand again towards another person's blood-soaked head... The trembling eyelashes seemed to prove that the person beneath Qin Henian's palm was still alive.

Seeing Qin Henian's actions, Zhang Qilin also wanted to help, so he stepped towards the group of people who were tied up, injured, and whose health bars were dropping rapidly.

Zhang Qilin made his move, and Hei Xiazi naturally followed suit, with the three of them eventually forming a search formation with one on the left, one in the middle, and one on the right.

Counting from right to left, when it reached the third person, a large hand grabbed the person's head, a flash of warm golden light appeared, and an image instantly appeared in Hei Xiazi's mind.

A brick house stands alone on a small hillside in a rural area, far from any village or shop. Outside the brick wall, four men dressed in a shady manner are lying on the grass and sloping soil, holding heavy firearms, on guard.

"Sixth Brother, do you know when the adults inside will come out? It's been two days, and they haven't asked us to bring them food or anything. Aren't they starving?"

A man hidden in the dense grass suddenly whispered to a young man with dyed yellow hair, pierced ears, and a cigarette in his mouth who was standing in front of the brick wall.

"This news is so big, it's normal for the adults to need to discuss and report back! Don't you dare say anything more!"

"Oops, I didn't mean it... I was just asking... Ouch... Ah! That hurts!"

The scene ended there, but the next second, Black Bear, with his sharp eyes, spotted a gun barrel peeking out from a crack in the brick wall. He aimed it at the main focal point of the scene, and with a burst of sparks and lightning, a loud bang echoed through the forest...

In reality, Hei Xiazi withdrew his hand, marveling at his incredible luck. He'd never been so lucky before; it seemed like ever since he transformed into a Pixiu, good fortune had been raining down on him, and he'd even managed to discover it…

I wonder who those adults in their conversation are. They should be the group that He Nian and the others are looking for, right?

"Honey, I think I've found a little interesting clue. Let's talk about it privately tonight!"

At that moment, Hei Xiazi shouted in a cheeky voice towards Qin Henian.