Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"Zhang Haike!!!!"

Wu Xie yelled, "If you continue to embarrass yourself like this, I will have you kicked out of the family tree! Remove your name from the family tree!!!"

Wu Xie gritted his teeth and threatened viciously: "If you have to fart, let it out now."

"Young Third Master, please give me one of the clan leaders so that I can report back." Zhang Haike said hesitantly, "You already have three. If you add one to the Zhang family, you still have two left, right? That's enough for you to use."

enough?

Enough for what?!

Wu Xie swung his fist at Zhang Haike's head, causing him to see stars and stagger as he loosened his hands that were restraining Wu Xie's legs.

Zhang Qiling quickly pulled Wu Xie behind him and away from Zhang Haike.

Zhang Haike touched his forehead and was about to cry: "Wu Xie!!! You have no moral principles!!!"

Wu Xie stood behind Zhang Qiling, raised his hand, and gave Zhang Haike a middle finger, saying disdainfully: "If I were to talk to you about martial ethics, you'd be an idiot!"

Zhang Haike couldn't beat him, nor could he scold him, so he simply stretched out his legs, fell to the ground, and acted like a rogue, demanding that Wu Xie pay for his medical expenses.

Wu Xie clenched his fists in anger. He had never seen such a shameless person.

Zhang Qiling patted Wu Xie's arm gently, signaling him not to be angry.

He walked forward silently, grabbed Zhang Haike's leg, and dragged him into the utility room.

"Wait! Clan leader, wait a minute!" Zhang Haike panicked and dug his nails into the floor, begging for mercy: "Clan leader, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Zhang Haike looked at Wu Xie expectantly, stretched out his hand to him, his expression turned bitter, and he called out pitifully: "Little Third Master..."

He tried to get Wu Xie to save his life.

But he slipped and was dragged into the utility room. The door was closed with a bang, leaving only two long scratches on the floor in front of the door, as if a ghost had crawled there.

The fat man and Wu Xie looked at each other, and without saying a word, they rushed to the door, pricked up their ears and listened curiously to the sounds inside.

I’m afraid that if I’m a step slower, I’ll lose the good position.

The two men pushed each other, both wanting to know what was going on inside.

Wu Xie was pushed to the side by the fat man's huge body and cursed in a low voice: "Fatty, you squeezed me so hard that I don't even have a place to stand!"

The fat man puffed out his chest proudly, but didn't respond. He changed his ear and continued to listen to the noise inside.

Pingbao and Xiaonaiping looked at the two of them helplessly, holding their foreheads.

The fat man listened for a while and thought it was strange. He scratched his ears with his fingers and turned to ask Wu Xie, "Tian Zhen, what do you think they did when they went in? Why didn't I hear anything?"

Wu Xie spread his hands, indicating that he heard nothing either.

The door creaked open, and the fat man, the damned one, left Wu Xie behind and ran away, whistling as if it had nothing to do with him, to indicate that he had done nothing.

Wu Xie was not so lucky. He was still making gestures to the fat man with his ear against the door. The door suddenly opened and he was caught off guard and fell headfirst towards the direction of the door.

"Eh!?"

He instinctively opened his arms and flapped them twice, but couldn't find his balance and crashed into the arms of the person who opened the door.

Hard,

Wu Xie's head hurts from the collision

"Th——" Wu Xie felt pain and covered his head, waiting for the pain to subside.

"Let me see." Zhang Qiling supported Wu Xie and reached out to touch his forehead.

Fortunately, the injury was not deep, just a little swollen.

Zhang Haike popped his head out from behind Zhang Qiling and yelled, "Wu Xie, are you kidding? You bumped into the clan leader and got a bump?"

Oh my god,

Our clan leader didn't say anything.

Why are you so weak??!

Wu Xie didn't bother to pay attention to his strange shouting, and even beat the fat man hard in his heart for being so disloyal.

Damn, none of them can be trusted.

Wu Xie had just stood up straight when the little bottle of milk stuck to him like two pieces of dog-skin plasters that couldn't be shaken off.

"Brother, does it hurt?" Pingbao held Wu Xie's head and blew gently on his forehead.

Little Milk Bottle hugged Wu Xie's legs, didn't say anything, just tilted his head and looked at Wu Xie eagerly.

Depend on!

Zhang Qiling was standing right beside him, staring at her, making Wu Xie feel like he was caught cheating on his wife.

"Alright, alright, it's just a bump. If the guy is fine, I'm sure I'll be fine too. Don't make a fuss...haha...haha..."

Wu Xie gave Zhang Qiling two dry laughs in an ingratiating way.

Zhang Qiling rubbed Wu Xie with the back of his hand calmly, indicating that he didn't care.

Zhang Haike dared not disobey the clan leader's words, and he behaved himself well for a few days.

"When are you leaving?" Pingbao was very disgusted with this man in the family who had the appearance of his brother but was not really his brother. He saw that Zhang Haike had come for several days in a row. Every time he came, he would sit in the living room early in the morning, eat and drink for free, and then leave quietly late at night to stay in a hotel.

Zhang Haike covered his chest and looked at Ping Bao with a hurt face, "Brother, I watched you grow up, are you so repulsive to me?"

"Oh——" Zhang Haike said bitterly: "Zhi really disappoints me..."

Pingbao: “.......”

"Have you forgotten all the happy memories we had together? You unfaithful man! Have you forgotten that we went together..."

He shouldn't have talked to Zhang Haike. Pingbao ignored Zhang Haike's nonsense and turned away "coldly and ruthlessly". He didn't want to listen to Zhang Haike's nonsense for even a minute.

"Dudududu..."

A clear car horn sounded from the door.

Wang Meng poked his head out from behind the computer and said curiously, "Who drove the car in?"

There were several poor people in the family, and they could smell the smell of money more sensitively than a dog's nose. Fatty and Wu Xie immediately stopped what they were doing and rushed to the door to welcome their God of Wealth.

"Welcome--" With a loud and rhythmic shout, the fat man and Wu Xie, one on the left and one on the right, bowed together.

Three points better than a lackey. After all, no one can resist money.

"Oh, no need to be so polite, please stop being polite." The man who came in was wearing a black coat and had a mean look on his face. He seemed to be being polite, but in fact, he patted Wu Xie's head very pleased and said, "You are such a good disciple of the master."

Wu Xie could tell at a glance that the coat on Hei Xia Zi was very valuable, and he gritted his teeth in jealousy. Is this the joy of being with a rich man?

??

"Where's Xiaohua?" Wu Xie pushed the blind man away, stuck his head out, and found that outside the door there was nothing but the chilling cold air, and no trace of the car.

The blind man shrugged, not caring about Wu Xie's rudeness, and sat on the sofa. "Parking is not allowed here, so Huaer Ye drove away first."

Wu Xie felt like he was struck by lightning.

What the hell?

Go, go?