Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

At this moment, Lao Yang had a strong desire to follow his childhood friend. That was 4000 million!

But when he thought of his mother's tragic death in front of the sewing machine, he decisively gave up the idea.

Just when he was about to continue persuading him, he heard his childhood friend who became rich by drinking a bottle of beer speak.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Wuxie's eyes were full of scrutiny, but there was an indelible sadness in his brown pupils.

Over the years, he felt that the only lifelong friend he had was Lao Yang, and the rest were either family connections or classmates he hadn't contacted for many years.

Oh, now I have a brother named Xiaohua.

Lao Yang remained silent. He didn't want to deceive Wu Xie from the bottom of his heart, but he really had no choice. Among all the people, the only one he trusted and had even met his mother was Lao Wu.

The man who had been in prison for three years seemed to be at a dead end for a moment. Dun Dun drank half a bottle of beer and stared at the greasy table in silence.

Wu Xie felt bad seeing him like this, but was also angry. How could a friend of so many years lie to him and return 400 million? Wasn't this an insult to his intelligence?

Wuxie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that Lao Yang must have something to hide. "Lao Yang, tell me." Wu Xie's voice became serious. "No matter what, we are brothers. How can I just stand by and watch you get into trouble? But, damn it, you have to tell me the truth."

Lao Yang looked at Wu Xie and shook his head with a bitter expression, "I can't say."

"Fuck you!" Wu Xie's face turned red. "You've already told the police everything, and you can't tell me anymore. I just want to ask you one thing."

"Does this matter have anything to do with my third uncle?"

Lao Yang was also stunned when he asked this, "What does this have to do with your third uncle?"

It doesn't matter? No way, absolutely not!

Wuxie has been showing some signs of being possessed by evil spirits lately, and his first reaction whenever something happens is always to his uncle.

I only have one sock left, my uncle stole it. The kid next door went to the internet cafe, my uncle kidnapped him. The cat on the corner had a difficult birth, it must be my uncle...

This time it was such a strange thing, and there was no trace of Third Uncle. Wuxie said he didn't believe it and kept asking Lao Yang over and over again.

Lao Yang was almost on the verge of a mental breakdown. Even the policeman who explained the case back then was not so persistent.

When he was retelling the case in full for the seventh time, the blind student finally found the key point, "Tell me, what do those Jiangxi cousins ​​look like?"

"You...you fucking..." The little bit of wine Lao Yang drank wasn't enough to moisten his throat. He had a stutter, but he still performed a fucking three-hour talk show, and it all turned into a fucking running gag.

Lao Yang returns to the stage again, "Gan cousin, cousin Gan, the number one cousin in Jiangxi, one cousin has two legs, a shovel, a gun, a hook, a hole, a kettle, a lamp, and a golden bell, weighing four taels, which makes a loud noise when the wind blows. Two cousins ​​have four legs, two shovels, two guns, two hooks, a hole, two kettles, two lamps, and two golden bells, weighing eight taels, which makes a loud noise when the wind blows..."

"I know!" Wu Xie slammed the wine glass on the table, grabbed his ears, and took a breath of cold air, "I've seen this hexagonal bell before!"

Then he recounted his experiences in a long-winded manner, looking at Lao Yang eagerly, hoping that his childhood friend would look at him with envy.

Laoyang: ...

He exploded instantly, pointing at Wuxie's head and cursing, "You...you are f*cking blind! You...shouldn't have seen me...my bell, damn it, you made me tell you so many times."

“I’m just… um, trying to paralyze you…” Wu Xie chuckled, “Besides, you see, in just three hours, I cured your stuttering. This is not just three hours, this is three mountains in your life!”

My friend, this excuse is really too blunt. Lao Yang swallowed the complaint on his lips, raised his eyes and asked carefully.

"Then you're still...still going with me?"

Wu Xie stretched out his arm and made a stop gesture. "Don't worry, I'll make a phone call first."

"Old Wu, you, you can't find anyone else!" Lao Yang was anxious and quickly held him down. "This place can only...only the two of us can go!"

"Pah!" Wuxie spat, bold enough to have such wild ideas. "Don't dream. Even if we cleaned up all the soil in your grave by the pound, the appearance fee wouldn't be enough."

"Hey, boss, I'm Wuxie."

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Wuxie listened over there and felt the voice was furtive, as if someone was hiding from something.

"My childhood friend asked me to go..."

"Oh, go ahead, it's your third uncle who did it."

"Then why did you let me go!"

"Go ahead, that place is quite interesting, it's an eye-opener."

When Wuxie heard what he said, he had an idea in his mind. According to the usual practice of this group of people, they must have a name that is formal enough to be directly listed.

"Then this place is..."

"Dong dong dong dong..."

There was a sound of rapid running from the other end of the phone. After a long while, it became quiet. The man continued with steady breathing.

"Jiazigou Scenic Area, the ancient trees of Qinling Mountains, go ahead... I'm running now. If you have any accidents there, you can call our company. The starting price is 500 million. See you later!"

"Dududu..."

Wu Xie rubbed his nose and looked at his childhood friend awkwardly: "Well...then let's set a time to leave."

Lao Yang drank a sip of wine, half-raised his eyelids, and looked at him seriously, "Old...Old Wu, have you made so much money in the past three years of catching Lama?"

Wu Xie: "It's hard for me to explain this to you, let's drink!"

Lao Yang didn't ask any further questions. As long as his goal was achieved, he would feel at ease.

However, he never expected what a big surprise his damn childhood friend would bring him.

Inside the Qinling Bronze Sacred Tree, the two of them ran away like crazy. Lao Yang looked at Wu Xie, who was running in front of him, howling and swinging his legs like a wind-fire wheel. He cursed in his heart, "Has he been robbing tombs on Mount Olympus in the past two years? He's so damn skilled at running."

Behind them was a large army of modern armed zongzi, chasing them relentlessly, and there were even monkeys wearing armor!

Those tomb robbers had already been killed by the outrageous firepower, and they were the only two people left alive in the entire underground.

"Wu Xie! What the hell is going on in your mind all day long! Zongzi holding a gun, is that fucking reasonable?"

Lao Yang didn’t understand how he could visualize so many outrageous things in his mind!

“Ahhhhhhh…Help me!!!!” Wu Xie was already exhausted from running. “I can’t run anymore, I really can’t run anymore, let me die!”

Lao Yang felt terrible and cursed Wuxie over and over in his heart, "You fucking materialized it and waited for death. What sin did I commit to choose a talented person like you to help me?"

"Old...Old Wu, we'll be at the altar soon, don't give up!"

Following the bronze chain, extending downward from the top of the bronze tree, it finally landed on the platform.

Lao Yang stroked the familiar thing in front of him with trembling hands, his eyes filled with tears... He threw himself on Wuxie with a roar, pinched his neck and questioned him.

"Why a computer? Explain it to me! Is it reasonable for a computer to appear inside a bronze tree thousands of years ago?"

"What the hell am I going to do! With CTRL+C and CTRL+V?"

"Hey, why are you so excited? I found a touch screen in a Ming Dynasty tomb. It makes sense to have a computer here!"

"It's just that this system isn't right." Wu Xie stretched his neck to look at the screen. "Why is it Windows?"

"Old...Old Wu, this is not a system problem! Damn it, forget it..."