Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

"There he is! Catch him!"

"There's more!"

Clear and not chaotic sounds were heard all around, followed by a burst of ghost whistles. Wu Xie suddenly discovered that the chains around him began to tremble slightly. He originally thought that those who were hanging were mummies, but now they have come alive and are chasing after the vanguard troops.

"Fuck, this bastard Zhang Hailou is killing me!"

"I finally found a good place to hide from the alcohol, but he exposed everything."

"These guys from the Northeast can drink too much. I can't keep them company."

"What to do now?"

"What to do?"

"Fuck him!"

The second wave of sky-high monkeys flew up on the spot. The level 8 gust of wind made Wuxie tremble, and he hugged himself tightly as he was about to have a stroke.

Wuxie: Let’s analyze it rationally. What kind of organization or nation has the habit of hanging themselves up?

The chains that posed a difficult obstacle to their descent became more like a boost in their hands. The group of people were catapulted into the air without even touching the ground.

Aning's team was dumbfounded. Where did this group of people come from?

A foreigner pointed at the lights and shadows scattered in the darkness, and shouted to Aning, "Chinese..."

"Shut up, no!"

The foreigner didn't believe it and looked like he was saying, "Don't try to fool me." Aning held her forehead and almost collapsed. Why did she, a fake foreigner, have to suffer like this?

Wu Xie looked at it for a long time, and suddenly felt that this golden armor looked familiar, and...what is hiding from alcohol...

Doesn't that mean, Wu Xie bit her lip and shed tears silently in her heart, that her stupid turtle-like posture just now was seen clearly by them, and they might even be laughing at her in secret... Director Wu's dark history +1.

The more he looked at the expression, the more familiar it seemed, and memories of the underwater tomb flashed through his mind.

Damn, isn't that the armor the bosses are wearing? It's confirmed, folks.

So the seemingly loyal, deep, cold and immortal-like young man didn't sneak away with any mysterious plan at the beginning. Was he in a hurry to drink? ?

Zhang Qiling’s reputation was damaged N+1 times.

Wuxie suddenly felt relieved, his headaches were gone, and his rheumatoid arthritis, which he had not suffered for years, was cured. He even felt a little excited.

So, this group of people are from the same company as the boss~ What the hell is more secure than this? He, Wuxie, has messed with the boss~

He stood up like a carp, and used all four limbs to jump happily towards the bottom ~ I'm coming ~ Wait for me ~ I can drink two bottles too ~

With a bang, Wuxie landed on a huge plane. He stepped on the ground and found it was very solid, as if it was some thick metal plate. He didn't care and waved excitedly towards the front.

Ah~ We meet again, this familiar unscientific scene. Now if anyone says that it is unscientific to hold an annual meeting in the imperial mausoleum, he will get angry.

Science! Thorough science combined with traditional culture. From today on, in his worldview, the imperial mausoleum is the place for annual meetings.

In front of the stage, Zhang Qiling saw the man waving his hands like windshield wipers, and said calmly, "Get up!"

Zhang Musi, with a bruised face and nose, and Hei Xiazi, with bruises all over his body, dejectedly peeled themselves off the ground.

"I was wrong. I refuse drugs and gambling. I refuse gambling and drugs."

Zhang Qiling glanced at the two of them coldly and sat beside them calmly.

"Hiss... Why did you hit my face? There's not a single scratch on your face?" Zhang Musi felt unbalanced.

"Your question is a bit self-defeating, isn't it~" The blind man touched his own handsome face in ecstasy, "After all, it was carefully selected by Zhang Qiling, and the conditions are here."

Zhang Musi rarely refuted and walked quietly to the corner.

This is not the style of this bastard. How can he just sit there and suffer in silence? No, there must be something wrong.

The blind man's brain circuit instantly received Zhang Muchi's frequency. He took a breath and a few big words appeared clearly in his mind.

The banker! The family! All! Eat!

"Don't run!" the blind man yelled, and Zhang Musi, who had already changed to race walking, started running!

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it! I can't give you a single cent now!"

Zhang Musi climbed up through the door, shouting at the distance as he climbed, "Someone help me!"

"Someone is plotting a rebellion!"

"Haha, I advise you to hand over the power of the inner treasury!"

"Mute...did you hear that? A blind man wants my pants, and you don't care?"

Zhang Qiling looked up at the two of them, said just one sentence, and then froze them where they were.

"Wuxie is on the coffin of King Wannu."

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Ruined……

Wuxie looked in bewilderment at the two people who had been fighting fiercely just now, and were now frozen in place, staring at him with horror on their faces.

He thought they were meeting old friends, and was filled with surprise and joy. Just as he was about to give them a warm hug, he discovered that everyone present was looking at him.

"What...what happened? Don't be so surprised..."

Including the team that had already tied up Zhang Hailou with tortoise shells, they all looked straight at Wuxie.

A soul-stirring thought echoes in the silent space.

Wu and alloy safe mature beauty?

The oppressive feeling brought by the gazes of thousands of people made Wuxie breathe cautiously even when he was standing there.

In less than a second, everyone's eyes suddenly became extremely serious, as if something big was happening, and undercurrents were surging, and they were executing orders silently and quickly.

Suddenly the entire space was brightly lit, the cheerful atmosphere of the annual meeting disappeared, the dining tables were removed, and the place was restored to its original appearance.

Only then did Wuxie realize that the bottom of the crack was five or six hundred meters wide, and what he was standing on was not an ancient bronze object, but a safe as big as a container, and right in front of him, he could hardly believe his eyes.

A huge bronze door with two sides, which is ten stories high, is carved with extremely exquisite patterns that spread all over the huge surface. It gives off a suffocating feeling of oppression, even arousing the urge to kneel down.

This is definitely not a product that human civilization can produce. I thought the bronze sacred tree was the pinnacle of miracles, but it pales in comparison to this incomparable door.

Who built such a magnificent thing in Changbai Mountain? Wuxie stared at the gate in amazement, wondering to himself, what kind of person could hold an annual meeting here?

Just as he was stunned, countless unfamiliar equipment were quickly delivered from the corner to the door.

Zhang Musi carefully counted the items, disposable underwear, shampoo, favorite snacks, laptop computer, and transformable sofa...

The bag was filled with things. The mute said that as long as one did not move or run around, there would be no danger and just a quick look. Zhang Musi had a good attitude and just treated it as a trip.

"You must not leave. You must make sure that everything I call you for is accounted for and responded to."

"If there is any danger, please open the door for me in time~"

"Dumb, if I can't come back, this is my bank card, what's the password? I can't tell you the password for now, you just keep it temporarily, OK?"

"If I die, the password will be sent to you via text message in 10 years. Woohoo... Blind man, I saw you draw your sword."

"What's wrong with you?" Wuxie jumped down and walked towards them. Everyone along the way was busy and no one paid any attention to him. When he saw an acquaintance, he quickly stepped forward to say hello.

The three of them looked at him with deep meaning...