So three minutes later, Uncle Ma personally drove Ling Tian and Zi Shan to a castle on the island.
This castle is quite old. You can vaguely see the traces of bows and arrows and sharp blades chopping on the outer walls of the castle. Moreover, these traces are probably not artificially carved, but that the castle has indeed experienced war.
Ling Tian could even feel that there was a faint layer of soul power surging around the castle. This soul power was the residual resentment of the deceased.
However, it seems that he has been baptized by some kind of magic, and the resentment has been basically eliminated. The remaining soul power has become the protection of this castle.
Guarding around the castle, if someone with malicious intent wants to forcefully invade the castle, their consciousness may be disturbed.
Although it won't be too strong, for example, the accuracy of the shot or the speed of the attack will be much slower.
Not only the imperial capital, Europe and the United States also have countless legends, including vampires, werewolves, witches, and demons. These legends are probably not groundless.
Therefore, Ling Tian didn't think at all that this antique-level castle had a formation that could wash away the resentment of the soul.
Uncle Ma has a very high status on this island. Under his leadership, Ling Tian and Zishan naturally arrived at the door of Uncle Zishan's room without any effort.
Along the way, there is no need to go into details about the luxurious decoration in the castle. Every vase and armor placed there are probably antiques, and they would be absolutely worth a fortune if sold.
No wonder Zishan said that half of his uncle's family property was worth hundreds of billions. It seemed that he was not exaggerating.
Moreover, now that Ling Tian is a cultivator, his way of observing things has also changed. Many antiques, in Ling Tian's opinion, have other meanings in them.
For example, there are two silver armors placed at the door of this room. If you use your inner eye to observe, you can see that the armors are actually emitting a faint fluorescence.
That fluorescence is not just light. It is made up of runes about the size of a grain of rice arranged one after another.
However, Ling Tian could also see that the runes on the armor were damaged in many places. He didn't know what the armor would look like after it was completely repaired.
"Zi Shan?" Pushing open the door, a short, slightly bald, fat man walked out of the room. He was wearing a priceless and expensive suit, but it felt nondescript no matter how he looked at it.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the large gold chain around his neck and the three gold rings that look like large screws on his ten fingers. He is completely dressed up as a nouveau riche.
This man must be Zishan's uncle. At this time, he can only be described as haggard. His head, which was originally quite big, became fatter due to swelling. Only the eye sockets were deeply sunken.
I haven't slept in a long time.
"Didn't you go to the New World to relax? Why did you appear here? The enlightenment just now..." His uncle's mind was obviously much better than that of Uncle Ma, and he immediately fired off a barrage of questions.
After all, Zishan had just spoken to him on the phone and told him that he could find someone to treat his sister, but the question was how much his uncle was willing to pay for it.
But in less than a few minutes, Zishan appeared in front of him. Could it be that Zishan had colluded with others and had been waiting here early in the morning, waiting for him to make a decision and come up with the price?
Come.
If this were the case, his heart would probably be in complete despair. The greatest of the three great tragedies in life is the loss of a child in his later years.
Although he has not lost his son now, his daughter has become a vegetative state, and even the most advanced technology cannot do anything about it.
There is no difference from losing a child in old age.
But at this moment, his nephew, who he loves most on weekdays, is actually going to attack him?
Seeing the disappointment in his uncle's eyes, Zishan was already panicking. His uncle was a real hero. This kind of person was suspicious by nature and almost didn't believe anyone.
Although he is now in his old age, he is much better. But his only daughter suddenly suffered such a disaster, and he completely fell into madness.
Now I am afraid that anyone who looks at him will think that they are trying to seize his family property. He sent Zishan away, firstly because Zishan's cousin was injured after helping Zishan block the gun, and he was also worried that Zishan would be too complacent.
Secondly, he was probably worried that Zi Shan was trying to seize his family property.
Because when sending Zishan away, he specially sent his most trusted Ma Ren.
But now, according to the voyage, New Century Hao may not have reached its destination, the imperial capital. But Zi Shan has actually returned.
Thinking of this, Uncle Zishan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that at this time, even Ma Ren betrayed him?
"Uncle, please don't get me wrong. This master is the one I told you could save my cousin. We are also blessed with good luck. This master is in urgent need of a large amount of cash. If we can support him a little, he will
Will you help us?" Zi Shan quickly explained.
"Master?" Zishan's uncle was slightly startled and glanced at Ling Tian. Suddenly he showed a smile and said: "Okay, Zishan, please take the master down to bathe and change clothes first. Your cousin is currently infusing nutrient solution, about three
It can be over in an hour, and then we will ask the master to diagnose and treat your cousin!"
After saying this, he waved his hand as if he was going to close the door and thank the guests.
Shan Shan was completely anxious at this time. He and Ling Tian only had twenty minutes, there was no doubt about it. If his uncle's attitude angered Ling Tian and Ling Tian gave up and refused to treat him, wouldn't it be a waste of his efforts?
Is it all in vain?
Ma Ren stood aside and really didn't know what to say.
Because he knew that he was the only one who could not speak at this moment. He knew better than anyone whether Zishan was sent to the ship or not.
But if he believes it, his boss may not trust him. If he opens his mouth at this time, his boss may be even more sure that Zishan is colluding with him to murder him.
At that time, it was true that even if you jumped into the Yellow River, you would not be able to wash yourself away.
"Bang!" Just when Ma Ren hesitated, he heard a muffled sound. But it was Na Zishan who kicked open the door behind his uncle and ran towards the desk in the room.
Uncle Zishan was stunned for a moment, then roared angrily: "Zishan, how dare you!"
But before he could finish his voice, Zi Shan opened a drawer with a loud bang and pulled out a silver revolver.
Seeing this pistol, Ling Tian couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
As a killer in the past, Ling Tian was a master of guns. Just when Zi Shan took out the pistol, Ling Tian had already seen that this one turned out to be an M500 revolver cannon.
Yes, although it looks like a revolver, it is actually more appropriately called a hand cannon. With a caliber of almost thirteen millimeters, his wheel can only hold five bullets.
A pistol like this can kill a wild elephant in the head with one shot.
But now, this kind of pistol has become an antique. With the development of technology, gunpowder guns have begun to slowly withdraw from the mainstream stage of firearms.
Instead, there are lasers and lasers. However, those kinds of things are only controlled by the state. Once private armed forces possess them, they will be immediately sanctioned by the state.
This M500 was Uncle Zishan's favorite gun when he was young. That's why it was kept as a treasure in his portable drawer.
Zishan naturally knew this, so when Zishan threw himself at his uncle's drawer, his uncle was the first to react. He thought that the boy was trying to jump over the wall, so he took a gun to rebel, and immediately roared angrily.
But the next moment, Zishan's actions completely frightened Nama Ren and his uncle. Zishan knocked open the wheel of the pistol and made sure that the bullet had been pressed in.
He actually pointed the gun directly at his own head. What was he doing? He was not trying to rebel. Rebellion was clearly committing suicide, right?
"What are you doing!" Uncle Zishan yelled angrily: "What on earth are you going to do? Do you have anything you can't say properly? That gun has not been used for several years. Put it down quickly and be careful of misfire!"
Zishan's uncle was lying if he said he was not in a hurry. He knew the power of that gun best. When he was young, he used it with his own hands and hit a person's head, which exploded like a watermelon.
If the gun misfires even slightly, there will be no hope of rescue.
"Uncle, you don't have to persuade me. I believe that the amulet the master gave me can definitely protect me!" Zi Shan was full of confidence.
But come to think of it, if it were any normal person who had just been dragged by Ling Tian and ran wildly under the sea, he would definitely worship Ling Tian as a god.
"Master, there is no such thing as a master. You bastard is so stupid. I understand what you mean, but the killer came to kill your uncle and me. You and your cousin are both victims, and I am the sinner.
Why do you bother to punish yourself for this!"
Zishan's uncle finally couldn't help but burst into tears. This time he truly believed that Zishan was really here to save his daughter, and not to seize his family property as he thought before.
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Ma Ren couldn't help but burst into tears. He quickly stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears and said: "Zishan, you bastard, don't act stupid at this time. The worst is, Uncle Ma, I won't hit you again. Please give me the gun."
lay down!"
"Okay, if you want to shoot, hurry up and don't waste time!" At this time, an extremely discordant voice sounded. But it was Ling Tian who looked at the valuable watch on his wrist and said impatiently.
: "Ten minutes have passed and I have to transfer money later, so don't waste time!"
"Bang!" As Ling Tian's words fell, a loud noise came. A dazzling spark was emitted from the m500's muzzle, and then the smoke boiled. Along with the gunshot, Zi Shan had already slowed down.
He fell down slowly!
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