Just as he was about to lift his leg over the top of the wall, Zhang Xiaowei suddenly stopped.
No way.
Borther Dao just said that they haven't breached the tunnel yet.
If I run over there now, won't I just be spooking the snake in the grass?
Even if I turn them in to the police, without finding the ancient tomb, they definitely won't be sentenced for many years.
As the old saying goes, to catch a thief, you must catch the loot.
I'll wait until they've finished digging the tunnel, then block those three bastards inside, they'll have to serve ten or twenty years.
Thinking this, Zhang Xiaowei quietly retreated.
Luckily, his actions earlier hadn't made a sound.
Borther Dao, who was sitting and smoking, hadn't noticed.
Quietly returning to the main room, Zhang Xiaowei listened to the annoying noise and pondered in secret.
The Zhang family were outsiders in Kaoshan Village.
Initially, they had faced resistance when they wanted to build a house in the village.
