Chapter 535

"Mr. Zhang, my patience is limited. You'd better stop asking useless questions. Otherwise, I'm in a bad mood and like to kill people. When I kill people, it's only you who suffer." The masked man said coldly, "now I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. If you don't agree to hand over the secret treasure, I'll let your family go back to the west at once!"

Zhang Genshuo looks despairing. He looks at Zhang Shuai, who is scared and pale, next to his eyes, and at Zhang Jingyi, who is unconscious. Finally, he closes his eyes in pain, and his heart is struggling with the most painful struggle and tangle.

For Zhangjia, the family treasure is not only the treasure, but also the inheritance of the ancestors, symbolizing the continuation of Zhangjia incense. Although his ancestors didn't tell him the function of heirloom, I remember his father told him before he died that even if a person died, the treasure should never fall into other people's hands!

But... To fulfill his promise to his father, we have to watch his grandson and granddaughter become a cold corpse together with him, and let Zhangjia die out completely! Things are dead, but people are alive. Once Zhang's family is destroyed, what are the family heirlooms for?

Thinking of this, Zhang Genshuo finally opened his eyes, gritted his teeth in pain and said, "OK, I promise you, take out the Heirloom! However, you must not hurt the people of Zhang Jia. I want you to swear to God

"Ha ha, swear? Do you think swearing makes me nervous? I said you'd better stop dreaming and hand in the Heirloom as soon as possible. I've always been dismissive of the guy who has lost the use value. If I don't kill you, I won't do it. Hurry up The masked man gave a violent drink, which made Zhang Genshuo tremble. He stood up with difficulty, staggered and swayed, and walked toward his own bed in pain.

"Ancestors, I'm sorry, it's me today, Zhang Genshuo, who is unfilial and has nothing to do with my grandchildren! I'm guilty, I'm guilty, when the Heirloom falls into his hands! " Murmuring with grief, Zhang Genshuo knelt down in front of the bed and pressed an organ under the bed. Soon, the treasure shelf with the jade mountain carving moved slowly to the right during the start of the mechanism, revealing a brick wall.

Zhang Genshuo slowly came to the brick wall, and took out the green bricks one by one. Soon a hidden Pavilion for treasure was exposed inside the bricks. He put his hand into the dark Pavilion, took out a sandalwood treasure box with a long history of paint peeling, stood up, handed it over, and said in a trembling voice, "this... This is the ancestral treasure of Zhang Jia. I can give it to you... Just ask you to let go of my grandson and granddaughter..."

"Well, you seem to know the times." The masked man quickly walked up to Zhang Genshuo, pointed a gun at his head, grabbed the treasure box, and sneered, "thank you very much, Mr. Zhang, for letting me finish this task successfully. But it's a pity that you shouldn't believe a killer like me. In the eyes of people like us, the most useful way to keep a secret is to let everyone have no chance to speak any more. Your granddaughter is in a coma. She doesn't see or hear anything. I can spare her life, but you and your grandson, I'm sorry, are destined to be my dead under the gun. Goodbye, old man

"Grandfather!" Just when the masked man was about to pull the trigger, Zhang Shuai suddenly exclaimed, and the whole man rushed towards the masked man!

"Bang!" The gunshot rang out, but it's a pity that Zhang Shuai just pushed the arm position of the masked man's gun with one hand, so that he lost his heart at the muzzle of the gun. The bullet shot down and instantly penetrated Zhang Genshuo's thigh!

Zhang Genshuo covered his leg in pain and fell to the ground in despair, with blood flowing from the muzzle of the gun. At this time, the masked man and Zhang Shuai have been entangled in a tussle, but Zhang Shuai is obviously not the opponent of the masked man. He kicked Zhang Shuai away, raised his pistol with his right hand and smashed it on his forehead, and immediately blood flew!

"My grandson..." when Zhang Genshuo saw that Zhang Shuai was hit in the head, he burst into tears and burst into tears! Just at this time, when Zhang Shuai fell down, he accidentally pulled off the masked man's mask. Through the dim light of the lightning outside the window, Zhang Genshuo vaguely saw the masked man's true face at that moment!

"You... You are..." his eyes were wide open in horror. Just as he was about to make a sound, he saw that the killer covered his face again and kicked Zhang Genshuo's head with an angry kick, which stunned him instantly!

The crackling rain finally fell in the thunder, jingling on the bricks and tiles, and soon the rain became bigger and bigger. The flying rain made the water fall like a waterfall, and even covered the faint gunfire in the bedroom

"I said, comrade police, hasn't the car been repaired yet? I've been waiting for almost an hour! Now it's raining heavily. What can we do? Can the car be repaired? " Xiao Qiang looked at the police standing not far away in the rainstorm, and finally rolled down the window impatiently and asked loudly. If he can't fix it, he can only go back to Zhangjia for a night, and then go to school early tomorrow morning.

"It should be ready soon. The master has almost repaired it. Please wait patiently." Police wearing a raincoat yelled at him in the rainstorm, the rain is too heavy, noisy can only use shouting to communicate.

Xiao Qiang curled his lips. Since the police said that, he had no choice but to continue to wait patiently. He admired the policeman very much. He didn't hide in the car even in such a heavy rainstorm. He was still communicating with the car repair master and driver. After all, he is the only car waiting to go back to the city. It's a bit too dedicated.

However, it's strange for Xiao Qiang to say that such a large truck should not be driven on such a narrow rural road. Did the truck driver just learn how to take a shortcut in order to save fuel?

Just as Xiao Qiang was daydreaming, the policeman in the rain seemed to receive a phone call. After hanging up, he turned his head and looked over here, waving and shouting something. Xiao Qiang saw that he was shouting at himself. He couldn't help falling the window and wanted to hear more clearly.

"Come here, come here! I have something to do with you! " Police yelled, Xiao Qiang some inexplicable, under such a heavy rain, but also he ran out of the car, in the end to what? Don't you want him to help repair the car? Damn it, I'm a first-class treasure appraiser, but I really don't know how to repair a car.

However, the blame belongs to the blame. Xiao Qiang naturally can't listen to the police. He finds an umbrella in the car, opens it, gets out of the car and walks towards the police.

I don't know why, when Xiao Qiang came near the big truck under repair, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This kind of feeling is very familiar. Every time he met danger, Xiao Qiang had the same feeling. This is another special ability that Jiutian Xuanyu gave him, the sixth sense!

But in addition to a broken down truck and police car, as well as drivers, maintenance workers and police, there is no outsider, there is no danger at all? Is there something wrong with your sixth sense?

No, no! Xiao Qiang's face became dignified gradually, because he would rather not believe his own eyes than the sixth sense given to him by Jiutian Xuanyu! If he didn't have the ability of the sixth sense, he would have died many times. He would never have been wrong. There must be a problem here!