Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

"and many more!"

Zhang Muchi waved his hand handsomely, revealing a domineering aura, and directly stopped the fist that was about to fall on him.

"I will simply mention two aspects. First, I am not the mastermind behind this incident."

"Second!" Zhang Musi looked at Zhang Qiling, who knew nothing, with disdain and waved to the blind man, "You come."

The blind man laughed in surprise, and now he could take the initiative to explain. He took two steps forward, supported his balance on the computer desk with one hand, and stared at the screen in front of him without moving.

"Don't just look, talk instead!"

The blind man swallowed his saliva, his eyes never leaving the numbers scrolling below. "No, I don't want to miss even a second of this number increasing."

Zhang Musi was anxious. "Why don't you explain it to me? My life is in danger, okay?"

The blind man tore away his gaze glued to the screen with difficulty, looked at Zhang Qiling's surprised eyes and said, "It's not his fault that he couldn't resist the temptation, but I have no objection if you beat him up."

"No, no, no!" Zhang Musi quickly pulled out a piece of torn paper and handed it to the blind man. "This is your share. Take a look at it first."

The blind man looked at it for a full half minute.

"Don't fight, he gave me too much."

Zhang Qiling was curious about how much money it would take to make a blind man give up such a good opportunity to beat Xiao Si.

Zhang Musi saw that the King of Hell had softened his stance, so he quickly moved closer to the mute and explained in a low voice, "I just want to save some money for them."

Without saying the second half of the sentence, Zhang Qiling understood what he meant. All his recent actions seemed to be preparations for something to happen.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, Xiaohua and Wuxie seemed to be squeezed dry and lay down in the car. In sharp contrast, there were other Xiao Zhangs who were well-fed and had at least several million in their pockets, and sometimes even over 100 million.

In the eyes of the two men, this group of people were like termites that had drained the national treasury, and their celebratory expressions were outrageous.

"Why doesn't anyone give me gifts? What's wrong with me?"

Wuxie refused to accept it. After all, he was a handsome young man. Why didn't he even have any friendly sponsorship?

"Are you sure you want the answer?" Xiaohua glanced at Wuxie with a meaningful look in her eyes.

Wuxie was choked for a while, licked his lips and said, "Forget it, maybe it's about respecting the elderly and loving the young."

A few people followed the blind man back to the courtyard. Summer was officially coming to an end. The remaining heat completely dissipated with the sunset. The crowded street was only separated by a wall. In this space that belonged to a few people alone, it seemed as if they were far away from this chaotic city.

Although Xie Yuchen had not been here many times, he felt that this place was particularly relaxing. There was no intrigue and no scheming. They were all businessmen, so why could they live so comfortably and freely?

Unconsciously, he asked what was in his heart.

Zhang Musi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because we have no morals!"

Several pairs of eyes were instantly fixed on him, and the expressions in their eyes were surprisingly consistent.

You know it yourself!

Zhang Musi curled his lips and enumerated the ways he had made money along the way: cheating, defrauding the system, deceiving people, cheating members, and today he added the human trafficking as well. The main point was that he was shameless.

"Hey, this is what I have to bear in order to save the world."

"Actually, the Xie family is similar, but why isn't they as relaxed as you guys?" Xiao Hua gave up thinking and just chatted about these random nonsense that didn't require any thought but made people feel particularly comfortable.

"Maybe it's because you never issue invoices."

Okay, the pleasant chat ended here, not because Zhang Muchi killed someone, but because Wuxie’s phone rang.

"Hello, Director."

"No hurry, no hurry, you say!"

"Eh, eh, eh, really?"

"No problem, thank you for your affirmation."

"Okay, okay! I'll prepare as soon as possible. Don't worry, I will complete the task."

When answering the phone, Wuxie nodded and bowed with great emotion, and the word "lackey" was almost written on his face. As soon as the phone was hung up, his expression changed instantly.

"Tsk tsk, blind man, this is the first time I've seen a real person turn black up close. Don't tell me, hey, it really looks like he's wearing eyeliner."

"Blind man, stop making trouble." Zhang Qiling hit the blind man. He heard the words about the second mausoleum on the phone.

Zhang Muchi's brows also suddenly tightened. He was not thinking about anything else, but whether Wuxie was missing a part of the Leicheng Jinshui step according to the process, and whether it would have any impact on him.

This also shows that the driving force hidden in the dark is getting anxious.

Zhang Qiling saw his worry and shook his head. "It will have an impact in the end, but not in the early stages."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Musi looked at the mute in confusion and asked in a low voice, "Do you remember anything?"

Zhang Muchi knew from the beginning that Zhang Qiling had a huge amount of memories that did not belong to him, and these memories seemed to be implanted in his brain.

But these memories belong to the Zhang family, but they did not come out of thin air, but were instilled into his memory through a specific method.

It will not have any impact on his daily life, and he will not even know that he has these memories. Only when related events or memory-related content are triggered, these fragmented memories will be awakened from the deepest part of his mind.

Perhaps, this is related to the ceremony in which he took office as team leader. It must have been a ceremony that no one wants to mention and it was the most helpless and trapped act for the entire Zhang family.

"Golden liquid is the coffin liquid left after the death of non-human creatures. For a weakened corpse dog hanging like him, it doesn't have much effect in the early stage."

Everyone fell silent, staring at Wuxie in astonishment. Wuxie froze there with a pale face, unable to speak for a long time.

After a long while, he yelled, "I, why am I a corpse hanging like a dog?"

Zhang Qiling was surprised why Wuxie asked such a question, and glanced at the blind man without wanting to speak.

The blind man smiled at Wu Xie and said, "Don't be nervous... Tsk, no need to pick your throat. There is no ancient corpse meat in the food just now, don't worry."

Wuxie looked at them with tearful eyes, and took out the fist from his mouth after a long while. "Really?"

"Really, really!" The blind man sighed helplessly. Tomb robbers who become archaeologists must strengthen their vocational skills education.

"You know the general situation of Corpse Dog Hang, so I won't say much. Your physique is hereditary. Corpse Dog Hang can only give birth to people like them, but the symptoms will be significantly weakened."

"Ah..." Wu Xie suddenly realized, "That is to say, my grandfather's corpse dog hanging physique was passed on to my father, and my father passed it on to me? I am hanging 3.0?"

Zhang Musi nodded beside him and said, "So, don't be nervous. You won't turn into a little monster."

"So I always remember other people's memories because of this physical condition?"

"Yes." The blind man pushed aside the lollipop and stuffed it into the mute's mouth and answered, "You can say that it is directly related to this."