Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

They then went to see the one of the three who was lucky enough to survive.

One word to describe it—miserable.

The man lay lifelessly on the bed, his body wrapped in bandages like a mummy.

The doctor said one eye was completely drained, he had lost a hand, and his entire body was riddled with bloody wounds. The only saving grace was that none of the injuries were fatal. But if he had arrived a day later, he would have bled to death.

Initially, seeing how badly injured he was, they couldn't bear to wake him. But just as they were about to leave, the person on the bed suddenly woke up and, in a hoarse voice, called out, "Chieftain?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haiyan looked as if she had seen a ghost.

They're all practically on their way to meet the King of Hell, yet they can still recognize the clan leader at a glance?

Wow~ The patriarch's charm is truly amazing.

Zhang Qilin walked over and replied, "Yes, it's me."

After saying this, the man became visibly agitated, but his injuries were too severe, and any movement caused excruciating pain. Even the Zhang family members, who had the strongest endurance, couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The stench of blood in the room became even stronger.

"Don't move," Zhang Qiyu said, his tone becoming more forceful.

Zhang Haiyan acted as the translator: "The chieftain means that your injuries are too severe, and any large movements could worsen them. If you can speak, please tell us everything you know."

The clan chief's words still carry weight.

The person on the bed finally calmed down. He moved his lips, and the first thing he said was, "Clan leader, Zhang Xiaoshe! Quickly go save Zhang Xiaoshe! He was dragged back by the monster while trying to save me!!"

His words stirred up a huge wave of discussion.

"A monster?" Zhang Haike asked seriously, then asked, "What kind of monster?"

"A man-eating monster!" the person on the bed said tremulously. "I don't know how I got in there. But it was so dark in there, I couldn't see anything, I could only hear people screaming and the sound of flesh being torn and chewed."

Even though he's out of danger now, the memory still sends chills down his spine and fills him with lingering fear.

After realizing what he had said, he changed his mind: "No, clan leader, you can't go!"

The Zhang family had finally managed to find their patriarch, so they couldn't let him take any risks. If something went wrong, even several lives wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins.

Zhang Qilan, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up in a deep voice: "Saving my people is my responsibility, and I cannot ignore it."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to the person on the bed, turned around with a solemn expression and left, his steps slightly quick.

Zhang Haike and Zhang Qianjun followed in silence.

Before leaving, Zhang Haiyan said, "Take good care of your injury, and leave the rest to us."

Now that we have a clear understanding of the situation, the most urgent task is to rescue Zhang Xiaoshe.

Blind graves can cause blindness, but that doesn't matter. Even if their eyes are sealed, they still have ears to hear and locate sounds; they still have senses to perceive danger.

The Zhang family has always had extremely harsh selection criteria; those who make it this far possess physical strength, sensory abilities, and mental capacity far exceeding those of ordinary people.

Since they couldn't see anyone inside, they came up with a solution: using a special, highly elastic rope, they tied everyone together so they wouldn't get separated.

But they didn't expect that the rope was completely useless.

The first to go missing was Zhang Qianjun, who was at the end of the rope.

The person in front of him was Zhang Haiyan. Though blind, his hearing had become exceptionally sharp. Even though the sound was faint, he still heard Zhang Qianjun's scream as he was dragged away.

So he shouted loudly, and was about to chase after the sound in the direction it went when he was caught in the crossfire the next second.

Something rushed into his mouth, blocking his throat. Overwhelmed by nausea, he managed to make a sound. Then he was dragged away. In the distance, he seemed to hear Zhang Haike calling his name.

When the pain struck, Zhang Haiyan still had the mind to think about other things, such as how they were like the Calabash Brothers trying to save their grandfather, one by one they fell, and he wondered if Zhang Haike would also be dragged away.

It's just a little bit short.

Fortunately, Zhang Qilin was quick and agile, and with one slash he dealt with the unidentified strip-shaped object wrapped around Zhang Haike's waist.

The two didn't get separated, but unfortunately, they soon encountered the so-called man-eating monster.

This monster was indeed difficult to deal with. It was originally a two-on-one fight, but Zhang Haike was caught off guard and was kicked far away. He couldn't find his way back at all, but by chance he discovered the dying Zhang Xiaoshe.

On the other side, Zhang Qilin had been controlling the monster alone for a long time, and he found that the monster seemed tireless.

Just as he was about to take a gamble, the monster suddenly spoke.

The sound was extremely unpleasant.

What he said hit him like a ton of bricks.

Shen Mingchao? Is she the monster's target?

In that instant, Zhang Qilan was momentarily stunned, and he was also kicked away, but he reacted quickly and took a step back to avoid most of the force.

At that moment, he was absolutely certain of one thing: he couldn't defeat this monster, but he could escape unscathed.

However, he could not abandon his people and flee alone.

Then the only option left is to fight to the death.

After an unknown amount of time, his strength was almost exhausted, and the monster's punch was close at hand. This time, he might not be able to dodge it.

At the critical moment, a familiar voice came from behind: "Mute, bend over!"

It turned out to be Hei Xiazi.

His actions were faster than his thoughts; the moment he bent over, he could feel a gust of wind sweeping past him.

Then his arm was grabbed, and a stronger force pulled him away.

"When I came in, I encountered four of your people. Although they were all wounded, they were alive. They have now escaped, so come with me quickly!"

Black Bear's words came through the rushing wind.

He quickened his pace, a hint of doubt in his mind, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"What? You don't want me, Blackie, to come all this way to be a hero and save you? If someone hadn't predicted that you were in grave danger and sent me a message, I wouldn't have bothered coming."

Black Bear kept walking and spoke very quickly: "Dumb, this time when you Zhang family go out, you'll have to give me some compensation. I, Black Bear, don't take free jobs and ruin my business."

After listening to Hei Xiazi's words, Zhang Qilin had some guesses in his mind, but he was also somewhat uncertain.

When it comes to fortune telling, the most famous among them is that young member of the Qi family. But why would they offer help when they clearly have no connection with each other?

Thinking this, he suddenly heard Black Bear mutter a few words: "Damn, it's like the sun rose in the west! That kid Qi Qiu didn't kick me when I'm down. Is he like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken? Or does he still have a shred of humanity left?"

It really is Qi Qiu.

Zhang Qi blinked, thinking that one should repay kindness, and the Zhang family did not owe anyone favors.

Just then, a dangerous aura came from behind him, piercing his spine.

[Dare to ruin my plans? Then die!]

He keenly sensed that the killing intent was directed at Hei Xiazi. The Zhang family did not owe anyone favors, so without thinking, he pushed Hei Xiazi out of the boundary, while he himself withstood the monster's attack and was instantly sent flying.

His head felt like it was exploding with pain, then everything went white. His last vestige of consciousness was hearing someone scream, "Mute!!"

A mute? That sounds like a familiar term.