The hall was brightly lit, completely silent, and the outside was equally quiet. Ard police guarded the entrance, with no signs of unusual activity. Everyone looked at Shi Qian with surprise. Shi Qian didn't have ti to explain and rushed towards the elevator, shouting, "This is bad, they're likely already done. Hurry upstairs to check."
"What?" Luo Zheng was shocked. The surroundings were silent, and yet Shi Qian suggested the opponent might have already succeeded. This was unbearable. He quickly got up, grabbed Shi Feng who was also chasing after him, and shouted, "You go outside to command the ard police to tighten the cordon. Check if anyone is retreating from the air. Shoot directly upon sighting the target. Xue Er, assist Director Shi. I'll go up with him to see, everybody be careful."
"Alright, be careful." Shi Feng agreed thoughtfully. If the opponent was successful, they would certainly run, and the quickest escape route would be through the air. He agreed and dashed outside. Lan Xue glanced at Luo Zheng and followed closely behind.
Luo Zheng rushed to the elevator entrance just as the elevator arrived. He promptly entered the elevator with Shi Qian and headed upstairs. Intrigued, Luo Zheng asked, "Are you sure the opponent has acted?"
"Not sure, just intuition. People in our line of work have a natural intuition for these things, just like you soldiers have an intuition for danger on the battlefield," Shi Qian quickly explained.
Luo Zheng understood that soldiers have an intuition for danger on the battlefield as he too possessed such intuition, which had saved his life more than once. He was surprised to learn thieves also have this intuition, but knew now wasn't the ti to pursue this curiosity. He saw the elevator arrive and imdiately rushed out.
The two arrived at the Lama's room and saw two policen stationed at the door, standing still without moving, the door tightly shut. Luo Zheng noticed the two didn't inquire but stood still, realizing they had fallen for a trick. He rushed forward to open the door but found it locked, with sounds of struggle inside. In a panic, he was about to break down the door.
"Let ." Shi Qian hurriedly said, pulling out a card like a magic trick, and placed it on the electronic sensor. The door opened with a click. Luo Zheng didn't have ti to ask how Shi Qian had a room card. He pushed open the door and saw three people lying in the room: Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, and Mountain Eagle. The Elder Lama was nowhere to be seen, and a man in black was fighting the middle-aged Lama who looked weary and could collapse any mont.
"Get out of the way, let ." Luo Zheng thought Ghost Hand and the others were in trouble and was instantly furious. He dashed forward, flying a kick towards the man in black who nimbly dodged and drew a dagger to counterattack Luo Zheng, eyes fierce.
Almost simultaneously, Shi Qian approached the middle-aged Lama, supporting the Lama who was about to fall. He pulled out a bottle, opened the lid, and placed it under the Lama's nose. The Lama took a sniff, and imdiately seed invigorated as if injected with adrenaline, shouting "Ha—" like a tiger pounced forward.
At this mont, Luo Zheng had just stepped back half a step, evading the opponent's deadly strike and preparing to counterattack with a whip leg. But seeing the middle-aged Lama charging forward like the Angry-eyed Vajra stirring up a gust of wind, Luo Zheng was shocked and quickly retreated half a step to make way. Watching the middle-aged Lama deliver a punch as fast as thunder, faintly carrying the sound of breaking through the air.
"Poof!" The man in black couldn't dodge the middle-aged Lama's lightning punch, his body flying back like a broken sack, hitting the wall with a thud, spewing a mouthful of blood, tumbling to the ground, motionless. Luo Zheng rushed forward, squatted down for a closer look, and found the opponent lifeless.
"Hiss?" Luo Zheng was astonished that this middle-aged Lama was so formidable, killing the man in black with a single punch. How much strength does it take? Why did he seem so weak earlier? Suddenly reminded of Ghost Hand and others, his face changed he quickly turned to look, finding Shi Qian with a black bottle under Ghost Hand's nose.
"What are you doing?" Luo Zheng was shocked, rushing forward to ask.
"They were poisoned with a sedative, I'm detoxifying them." Shi Qian quickly explained.
"Sedative?" Luo Zheng realized he'd misunderstood Shi Qian, awkwardly asking, "What's a sedative?"
"I'll explain later." Shi Qian hurriedly said, holding the bottle to Snow Leopard's nose and after waiting a mont to Mountain Eagle's nose. Waited so more before putting it away and said, "Lucky we got here in ti; a bit later, they'd be in trouble. They're fine, let's quickly find the Heavenly Pearl."
"Good they're alright." Luo Zheng seeing Shi Qian wasn't lying, looked towards the middle-aged Lama, asking, "Where's the Heavenly Pearl? Where's the Master? What happened exactly?"
"Quick, go save my Master." The middle-aged Lama didn't answer Luo Zheng's questions but urgently looked at Shi Qian. Without waiting for Shi Qian's response, grabbed him and rushed towards the inner room.
Luo Zheng followed them inside, finding the Elder Lama sitting motionless on the bed, eyes slightly closed. Shi Qian hurried forward, taking out the strange bottle, while the middle-aged Lama anxiously watched Shi Qian. After a while, the Elder Lama's eyelids flickered, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at everyone in surprise, asking, "What happened?"
The middle-aged Lama saw the Elder Lama wake up and was overjoyed, speaking in a language Luo Zheng couldn't understand. After a few questions, the Elder Lama sighed in relief, retrieved the Heavenly Pearl from under his pillow, and smiled at Luo Zheng, "Benefactor, you have once again protected the Heavenly Pearl, truly a person of destiny."
"Glad it's safe, are you alright?" Luo Zheng relaxed and asked.
"What happened?" Ghost Hand's voice sounded.
Luo Zheng glanced back. Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, and Mountain Eagle all walked in, looking confused, completely unaware of what happened, but their physical conditions seed fine. Luo Zheng secretly relaxed and said, "You were poisoned with a sedative, the item was nearly stolen. Thanks to him, how do you feel?"
"I'm fine, just out of strength, a bit dizzy." Ghost Hand replied, eyeing Shi Qian up and down, politely said, "Friend, we owe you one, thank you."
"You're welco." Shi Qian replied politely.
"I understand the situation. It's fortunate you appeared in ti; otherwise, they'd genuinely succeed." The Elder Lama returned to his calm deanor and said peacefully, "Soone used poison. Luckily, my disciple's martial arts are profound, holding on a while longer. Had you arrived a minute later, it would have been too late."
Luo Zheng looked at Shi Qian, who understood and nodded. Luo Zheng smiled bitterly, "So that's how it is, inadequate protection must have frightened you. Your disciple is impressive." He said, looking at the middle-aged Lama, eyes full of admiration.
"Just learned so basic moves, you flatter . What's the background of the opponent, and this young man must be from the world, may I ask who this is?" The Elder Lama calmly looked at Shi Qian and asked with a smile.
"Shi Qian, greetings to the Master!" Shi Qian replied politely, cupping his hands in a traditional greeting.
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