Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

Zhang Qiling leaned on the sofa by the window, staring at the woods in the distance in a daze. The green lawn exuded a tranquil atmosphere, and the sunlight exuded moist warmth through the window, as beautiful as an oil painting.

Hei Xia Zi stood at the door, watching the scene in a trance. How nice it would be if this moment could be paused, and he could live a peaceful life like a mute son of a rich family, with the trivial worries of ordinary people, his favorite food, and his eyes would light up when he saw beautiful scenery...

The blind man is the last person in the family. He is cold-hearted and ruthless. It can be said that except for the last incident, there is nothing in the world that he cares about. When he first saw the mute, he knew who he was and didn't care much. After the incident, he paid more attention to him. It was nothing more than that he felt much more balanced after seeing people who were more miserable than the mute. And as long as the mute was alive, the blind man could still live freely for a while. Later, he didn't know why, but over the past few decades, the blind man also felt distressed. Every time he heard news about him, he secretly cursed the Zhang family for being inhuman. However, he had no right to say that. It was so frustrating!

He sighed deeply and handed over the hot milk in his hand as the mute glanced at him.

Zhang Qiling looked at the hot milk in front of him and frowned in confusion. The blind man shrugged helplessly.

"There's nothing we can do. Mr. Zhang said that besides milk, there's only wine at home."

The stock at home had been consumed long ago when preparing for the round-the-world trip. Andrew, who was eager to taste the delicious food, had already driven out to buy groceries. At least these were the only things left at home before he came back.

"Drink it, it's freshly squeezed out."

Pushing the cup forward, the blind man waited with a smile to see the mute drinking milk. Ah~ would there be a circle of milk stains on his body~

"I'm back!"

The things he bought almost overwhelmed his body, which was as strong as a brown bear.

"Hey, hey, hey! How many dishes are you going to have? I have eight hands and they're not enough!"

Andrew scratched his head and laughed foolishly. James's cooking was damn delicious! For a while, he would always ask if James was there when he took on a job. Damn it, he couldn't forget it after eating it once.

It was almost dark when they finished preparing a table of dishes. Zhang Musi collapsed to the ground looking exhausted. The other few heartless people were already sitting at the table, with their eyes shining as they shouldered the dishes on the table. No one even came to help them.

You really can't blame them, let alone him. Even if there was a naked woman with big breasts and a big butt lying on the ground, Andrew wouldn't even leave the table!

This smells damn good!

It was also the first time for the mute and the blind man to eat the meal cooked by Zhang Muchi. There were braised pork in brown sauce, sweet and sour spare ribs in the American style, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and the braised fish pot made by the little yellow chicken killer, the mute. Twice-cooked pork with green peppers and crushed ice lamb pot were placed in front of the blind man, plus a dozen side dishes, filling up a long table.

The speed of cooking must have been practiced. When he first worked as a mercenary, he would definitely fight when the beasts came back without food. Looking at the cooks who were beaten black and blue, Zhang Muchi understood that for this kind of job, it doesn't matter if the cooking kills people for safety, but the speed must be fast.

After lying on the ground to rest for a while, Zhang Musi had no choice but to stand up and join the dinner. If he didn’t get up, these bastards would eat everything!

Never underestimate the appetite of the four men, especially the blind and the mute. These two are like camels that have become spirits. When they go to the tombs, they can go without food for half a month or even a month, and every meal they eat is like they are trying to make back their money.

Originally a very restrained person, the mute now resorts to shady tactics in order to grab a piece of chicken.

Andrew was shocked, looking at those skinny and weak men, not even half as strong as him. Where did all the food go?

He looked at the three of them with a wisp of mouth, his eyes darting around.

"James, I can't hold it anymore!"

"If you have to fart, go out and let it out. We are eating!" Zhang Musi didn't even raise his head and just stood at the door.

"No, no, no, I will not leave this table no matter what. I am just too curious. Why do you Asians look so young?"

"Not all, it's just that I can live forever."

Zhang Musi smiled and raised his eyebrows at Andrew.

"Hahahaha, oh damn, only bastards who are son of a bitch can live forever!"

Andrew's reaction was unexpected. Hei Xia Zi spurted the wine in his mouth all over the mute.

As soon as he saw that he was in trouble, he hurriedly and carefully helped the mute to change his clothes. Although the mute would not get angry, his face really showed that he could curse at people. It was so fierce!

Suddenly, there were only two people left in the restaurant. Zhang Musi picked up the dishes on the table with chopsticks nonchalantly. The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Andrew didn't expect such a reaction to his joke. He stood there in a daze, with his carefree expression frozen on his face.

This is not a joke! Damn it! He's serious!

His muscles were tense, his eyes were fixed on James, a man he seemed to not know, and his whole body was ready to go.

"Why...are you telling me this?"

Their relationship was familiar enough, but definitely not to the extent of entrusting such a serious secret to each other.

Zhang Musi put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the tense Andrew quietly, clasped his hands across his chest and raised a weird smile.

“I’m 68 years old. Is that a surprise?”

The man slammed the table, stood up with red eyes, and shouted in a low voice.

"Damn it! Damn it! I don't fucking want to know about you! Why did you do this! Why did you tell me!"

Andrew has been walking on the edge of danger for most of his life and has a beast-like intuition about everything. He has a principle that will never be broken, which is not to participate in any action that pries into secrets. These people are all crazy, some are pursuing wealth, some are pursuing death, and the craziest of them is pursuing immortality. His best friend joined such a team and died tragically on the way!

He could get any information except... Damn it!

"Relax, Andrew, don't be so nervous. I wouldn't come all the way here just to find a reason to kill you!"

"No, I don't believe it. Tell me your purpose!"

Andrew clenched the dinner knife in his hand, hesitated for a moment but ultimately did not point it at Zhang Musi.

He made the right decision.

The blind man helped the mute change his clothes, sat back at the table, and smiled at Andrew.

"Let me introduce myself again. I am James, the blind man, and the mute man. The three of us are the saviors and guardians of world peace!"

Looking at the three people sitting neatly opposite him and recalling the strange muscle movements when they shook hands, Andrew finally understood that those were muscles trained to the extreme with cold weapons, which meant that there was absolutely no possibility of escape if these three people attacked him.

He gave a frustrated smile and said, "James, stop joking at this time. Just tell me what you want me to do!"

"Hey! Why are you like this? You don't listen to me!"

"Okay, okay, you three are the saviors! That's so great. What can I do to protect this world?"

Zhang Musi tapped the plate in front of the man with his chopsticks and announced happily.

"That was before. Now we are the saviors who have turned over a new leaf!"

This… this thing can still be a good person? What is the savior who can make it a good person? Satan?

He had given up thinking and followed Zhang Musi's twisted thoughts that were like a pretzel.

“So, now we are businessmen!”

"I admit that my thoughts are very confused now, but you tell me that the savior becomes a businessman after he becomes a good man? God won't believe it!"

"Hey! We have to make money too, okay? There's no money to be made from saving the world!"

"I have a great money-making plan, and now I'm giving you a chance to join us, so hurry up and join us!"

Zhang Muchi swallowed the words that he almost blurted out: "Xixi martial artist is Junjie." No, that's wrong.

Then he elaborately deceived... no, he elaborated on his great plan. The foreigners had never seen anything like this before! It really opened their eyes. Is it possible to make money this way?

"See, how this kid fooled me in the first place! Tsk tsk, people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be."

The blind man poked Zhang Qiling beside him and shared his experience of being deceived.

Zhang Qiling looked at the scene in front of him calmly.

“You received the money.”

Well! I shouldn't have mentioned this. The ancestors are remembering it again.

"Anyway, when someone asks you about it in the end, you will be coerced and bribed against your will. Just pretend that I am your brother and you will get more money. Just be ruthless and give me the evidence!"

"It's that simple?"

Zhang Musi stuffed a piece of green pepper into his mouth and rolled his eyes at the sturdy man. "How difficult can it be? We are doing a serious business!"

Damn it, when did Changsheng become a serious business!

Andrew was speechless. He was nervous for nothing, but as he thought about it, he became excited again. This was real money making!

Zhang Musi and his men really needed an outpost in Hope. At the same time, he was not afraid that Andrew would have any bad intentions. Being afraid that Changsheng would be discovered was a thing of the past!

"Brothers, let's be clear about accounts. If you are interested in this, the 5 million US dollars membership fee cannot be reduced by a cent!"

Let me be frank with you. Even if you work for me for free and I don't pay you a penny, I will not give you any discount.

"Damn it, only bastards want to live forever..."

...

"Sorry…"

The group of people were toasting each other, and halfway through the meal, Zhang Musi and Andrew were already drunk. The blind man was sober but he watched the fun and started to get drunk with the two of them!

The three of them stood in a row, holding bottles of wine and singing Blood Upon The Risers loudly.

The deep and hoarse voice was filled with unbridled mockery, having experienced war, life and death, and was as funny as a clown.

Cigarettes and roses, mockery and blood, desolation and madness, the three people's different voices mixed with the smell of alcohol gathered into an intoxicating atmosphere. Zhang Qiling unconsciously picked up the glass...

On the second day after the hangover, the blind man had to drive the car, while Andrew and Zhang Musi sat in the back with splitting headaches. The group headed straight for Mount Rushmore.