Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

Leaving the team, the blind man wearing sunglasses grinned, whistled, stepped on the electric skateboard, and ran wildly with sparks and lightning.

Zhang Musi had already arrived at the bronze gate. Although the mute did not say anything, he was unusually nervous in his heart.

Uh...he wasn't nervous about Zhang Muchi, he was nervous about the door.

This bastard is simply a devil. The bronze door that has been standing for more than 4000 years can't stand his torture with its old body.

When the blind man arrived at his destination, he looked at the scene and laughed, "The dumb man was right to worry!"

The bronze door, which was originally empty and slightly dilapidated, has now become brand new. Looking around, countless round dining tables are closely arranged together, and the tables are filled with wine, meat and fruits. I don’t know which genius installed a set of extremely advanced lighting and sound equipment. The light and shadow interweave, and the music rises and falls. The mysterious atmosphere of the bronze door that originally shocked people’s hearts has been swept away, and it has completely become a background board.

These devices emitted colorful light, enveloping the entire space. It was as if one had entered a cave of monsters and demons from Journey to the West, where an old monster and his little monsters were preparing to eat Tang Monk’s flesh.

The human-faced owl was trembling in the frequency emitted by the sonic bird-repellent device, King Wannu was locked in a huge safe and slept peacefully, and the big-headed corpse that passed by was given two cups of wine and fell to the side snoring.

King Wannu: Thank you. I can’t sleep at all. I will memorize some words.

Countless members of the Zhang family were sprawled out on the table, and there were also conscious cyborgs, all arm in arm, toasting and bragging.

It was a simple stage with a thoughtful backdrop, on which was spray-painted the Zhang family logo, which was casually drawn by someone in the toilet, and below it were a few festive big red characters handwritten with a brush.

[You fight, I am wonderful, you work hard, I am happy—Warmly celebrate the 4000th anniversary of the establishment of the Zhang family]

The blind man walked past a group of staggering creatures and approached the drunken Zhang Musi in front of the stage.

Through my drunken eyes, I vaguely saw the blind man's figure, and he waved his hand, "Come on, brother."

"Hey, I've learned something new. This is the first time in 4,000 years that the Zhang family has had a disco in front of the bronze door!"

"Everybody hands up~ Raise your hands, and do it again!" Zhang Musi bit the microphone and howled like a ghost.

"Yin~soldiers~passing~the~border~"

"Pulu pulu, ga ga, arikada, barbika hahahaha" Zhang Musi smacked his lips, making a sound like a Minion, and walked into the team with a wild laugh. A group of Zhang family members happily started the train mode in front of the bronze door...

The blind man felt pity for a second for the mute who knew the result. At least he had tried his best. Then he threw away his glasses with a whoosh, raised the beer on the table, and enthusiastically joined in this outrageous banquet.

"Look ~ Hei Ye~" The one who had his arm around the blind man's shoulder was none other than the bitch Zhang. She glanced at the beer in the blind man's hand and let out a weird laugh.

"Mr. Hei, be careful, this banquet doesn't test your drinking capacity." He said while glancing at a certain part of your body in an obscene manner.

"What's going on? You guys are still holding a grand feast?" The blind man couldn't hold it in any longer and almost spit on Zhang Hailou's face. "Then what should this be called? Havoc in Heaven?"

Zhang Hailou clapped his hands and clapped his hands, laughing so hard, "It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, the Monkey King's dream has come true, the kids next door are crying with envy."

Then, Zhang Hailou explained the only strategic mistake in the Battle of Heavenly Palace: there was no toilet.

This banquet has lasted for three days. During these three days, every time they went to the toilet, they had to take the subway back to the Hive. The subway car was running so fast that sparks were flying, but this was still secondary.

"Dignity is important." Zhang Hailou's expression was as solemn as the mute's worship of Changbai Mountain. "A man's dignity. You know the Zhang family has good eyesight. These bastards have secretly stared at everyone who went to the toilet a few times."

"Hiss...it's so serious!"

According to Zhang Hailou, this is the most difficult challenge the Zhang family has faced since the crisis of the Wang family.

"These tables in front of you have been replaced for the fifth time. Those who provoke in public can be questioned and the victory or defeat can be decided by force."

"Who opens the market..."

"Of course it is... ahem..." Zhang Hailou was a careless person and almost let it slip, so he quickly changed the subject.

"At this point, you must be wondering, why not build a toilet? That's a good question."

"No, I don't want to." The blind man chuckled, "I just want to know who opened the market and snatched the deal that the blind man was optimistic about. I want to question him."

Zhang Hailou: ...Damn it, you treacherous concubine...

On the other side, Chen Pi led everyone into the first stone gate of the imperial mausoleum. The ground collapsed due to the volcanic eruption, and the vegetation on the ground was swept into the ground. Years of accumulation gave off a rotten smell. A group of people ran along the sacred road, and the fat man suddenly stopped.

"There was a person standing on the side of the road just now."

Chenpi Ah Si hesitated for a moment, then immediately said to Monk Hua, "You and the others go first," and then patted Shunzi on the shoulder, "Come with me to take a look."

Shunzi was stunned, turned around and followed Chenpi. Monk Hua led the others to continue along the sacred path.

The person in front walked away. Chenpi Ah Si looked deeply at Shunzi, who had no expression on his face. "Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Qiling glanced at Chenpi and said nothing.

No matter what time, the only way for him to survive is to kill one person, and if that doesn't work, then he will kill 100. Even if he knows that his time is up, he will still die on the road.

Just like now, if he could survive by killing Zhang Qiling, he would fight to the death even if he knew he could not win.

But he knew that this person was different from them.

The biggest archaeological operation carried out by Zhang Dafoye back then changed the fate of everyone in Jiumen. Even now, he wants to curse and say that they deserved it.

This is where he can find his final destination.

The eyes with scars were particularly scary in the darkness, and the pale eyeballs looked into the distance. "Is this the end?"

There is one good thing about Zhang Qiling. If you ask him what he can say, he is like artificial intelligence and he really says what he wants to say.

Chenpi A Si, with his blind eyes, saw Zhang Qiling and shook his head.

“This is the starting point.”

At this moment, Chenpi's mind was reverberating with the fast tempo of the flower skewer, and he silently chanted in his heart: Dada, dada, dadada...

Zhang Qiling, with honey on her lips, looked at Chenpi indifferently.

Chenpi's face turned ashen and he walked straight forward. In an instant, a deathly aura as real as the substance burst out from his aging body.

When the two men arrived, Fatty and his men were fighting with the human-faced owl. The human-faced owl behind Pan Zi was blown to pieces by a bullet, and the splashing green water covered its face.

"Shun Zi" yelled "Damn it", pounced on Pan Zizhuang and knocked him out, then grabbed his hand.

"Those who fired the gun stay here! Everyone else run! Keep running forward! Don't look back!"

Seeing Shunzi's unquestionable tone, Wuxie was stunned. Are all the local tour guides so awesome now? Didn't he see that we just looted the bag and had a gun in our hands?

Having made up his mind, he would follow "Shun Zi" no matter what. This guy seemed to have a familiar unscientific smell.