Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

Wuxie was stunned, staring straight at the snake above his head, with an expression as if saying, are you sure you heard it right?

The iron snake nodded slowly.

"If my third uncle is here... then who has been in prison for the past ten years?"

Zhang Musi bit his nails, looked at Wuxie who seemed to be in a state of confusion, and said awkwardly, "Emm... maybe it's Xiaohua's second uncle?"

Wuxie was completely confused. "Why?"

The last time he entered was too smooth. Before he had time to record this plot, Chen Wenjin was rushed to the airport to pick up his children, and was thrown into the meteorite jade in a hurry, causing Wuxie to miss a large part of the plot.

After learning the whole story, he was shocked.

"I was wondering why Second Uncle was so calm and didn't do anything." Wu Xie turned around on the ground, and all the unreasonable things came to a conclusion. "Although he couldn't take care of himself, he shouldn't have done that."

Crunch... He suddenly stopped where he was. "Does Xiaohua know about this?"

Zhang Musi... nodded.

Beep, beep, beep. Wuxie took out his cell phone and dialed the number with gritted teeth.

"Hey! Xie Yuchen, you bastard!"

"Hey, oh, Wuxie, how have you been lately? Pretty good, right?"

On the other end of the line, Boss Xie's calm voice came. He was used to calls starting in this way.

Ever since these two unlucky guys joined forces, the Nine Gates have made them lose a lot of money. However, even the best of brothers can sometimes divide the spoils unequally. At least, after Xie Yuchen tasted the sweetness of the invoices, he often sold fake goods to other people's businesses. However, the market is so small that there are always kind-hearted people who buy them and donate them to the museum. Wuxie knew who wrote this invoice as soon as he saw its integrity.

This time, Xie Yuchen thought that it was another "philanthropist" who was using the name of donation to pay the tax on him. While signing the document and reminiscing, he heard Wuxie on the other end of the phone roaring at the top of his lungs.

"You, a profiteer, did you know long ago that the person imprisoned was Xie Lianhuan?"

Xiaohua was stunned. Oh, she was finally discovered.

But his tone was extremely calm. "Well, I did know that a long time ago."

"you..."

"But what's the big deal?" Xiaohua interrupted Wuxie and said in a gentle way, "The nine sects are of the same blood. If one prospers, all will suffer. So whoever is imprisoned is imprisoned."

Wuxie: ...

"Now you remember that we are of the same blood! That's not what you said when we went against our ancestors."

"I said, if one prospers, all suffer. We all belong to the category of one prospering, and they all suffer."

"I think you are the one who suffered the most." Wuxin was as innocent as a drunken puppy, feeling that the phone was chasing his tail frantically.

"I don't care! I want to lock up my third uncle. If you use my name to send your second uncle in, you're just fucking getting away with it!"

"Oh... then what do you say we should do?"

"I want to send my third uncle in!"

Listening to Wuxie's roar, Xiaohua looked puzzled and said, "That's your Third Uncle. If you want to give him a gift, just give it to him. You don't need to ask for my opinion."

"I'm busy here, hanging up."

Wu Xie's call was cut off. He stood there and almost cried, "Ten years! Ten whole years! I was immersed in the beautiful dream that Third Uncle was in prison. I never expected that I would make things difficult for Xiao Hua. Wuuuuuuuu!"

"It's too tragic." The blind man pretended to wipe his tears. "Besides, the news was all over the news, I got promoted, and received commendations. Oh, it's not easy to deal with it!"

“Wooooooooooooooooo…”

"We can't really kill him. Wuxie can't bring himself to do it." Zhang Musi stood aside and finished off the enemy.

““Wooooooooooooooooooo….”

"Fatty, I am moved. What kind of emotion can make a person willingly sit in jail for ten years for someone else?"

"If this matter gets out, even Beibei Mountain will have to retreat."

"Crime, thriller, romance, taboo, ethnic minorities, LGBT are all here."

It's no big deal to watch the fun, and you must cherish the opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune. Everyone surrounded Xiao Wu, the man whose dreams were shattered, and everyone was talking to him. The child turned completely evil.

“Wooooooooooooooooo…”

He screamed and somersaulted on the ground, flapping his arms and legs wildly, his eyes bloodshot with anger, and he held the snake and tried to drill into the meteorite.

“Hey, hey, calm down!” Zhang Musi quickly grabbed the pants of the irritable Xiao Wu. “I seldom advise others this. Impulse is the devil!

"

Wuxie held up his pants with one hand and held the empty hole with the other. The little snake slipped away quickly through the gap, coiled around Zhang Xiaoshe's neck and spit out its tongue.

"Sangmen Star!"

Under the threat of being naked, Wuxie quickly calmed down.

"No matter what, I must send Uncle San in."

Now for him, it is no longer a simple question of plotting against him. Once he knew that Wu Sanxing was still active outside, he even had a distorted understanding of what had happened in these years. How much of it was guided by others, and how much was his own decision.

And everything he has gained now, even if it is what he should do, but once he knows that Wu Sanxing is still outside, he will feel like a despicable thief.

"bang"

An object suddenly fell from the meteorite in mid-air and hit the ground heavily. Wuxie was startled and quickly took a few steps back before looking at the curled up figure.

"Third uncle?"

Following the fallen hole, I swept the flashlight and saw a pale and familiar face leaning on the hole, peeking out.

"Can you exchange this thing for something to eat?"

Chen Wenjin's voice was dry and his vocal cords were tense, as if he hadn't made a sound for a long time, and it sounded hoarse and unpleasant.

"Aunt Wenjin!"

Wuxie screamed in surprise, he didn't expect to see her again here, ahem...his third aunt is still so beautiful...

Chen Wenjing opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but for some reason she didn't say anything. She just made a heart-chilling chuckle.

"This guy is so annoying. He has been here for ten years and doesn't take a shower or wash his socks. I heard you guys are going to look for him. Can you give me something to eat?"

When the little snake heard the familiar sound, he started to translate directly. Chen Wenjin looked at the others with surprise and felt relieved.

“Wow, Aunt Wenjin, you’ve suffered!”

Wuxie hugged her lost and found uncle, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, and she refused to let go for even a moment.

He took out the backpack from his shoulder and cleared out the things inside. Fortunately, this time he was purely in the mood for travel, so he stuffed the backpack with snacks and handed them to Chen Wenjin, and kindly took the coarse hemp rope that the blind man had sponsored.

Even at this moment, he didn't want to think about what the rope was originally intended for, and hurriedly called Zhang Muchi.

"Boss! 500 million, hurry, go to the nearest police station!"

Zhang Musi: ...I really didn’t expect this time. Does anyone believe it?