Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

This was the first time in Hei Xia Zi's life that he got himself into trouble. He could only say that it was thanks to his quick reaction, because the bullet was going straight for his chest.

Looking at Zhang Musi's face as he crossed his legs with a satisfied expression, and then looking at the bullet marks on his arm, they were uneven! "Little boss, you have no explanation for shooting a blind man?"

"Oh!" Zhang Musi raised his eyebrows. "To be honest, your injury is the result of my bloody and tearful lesson."

Recalling those glorious years, Old Mu lit up a cigarette, like a grandfather who was going to tell his grandson a piece of awesomeness for a penny. "Back then, I was a mercenary."

The mute leaned aside and suddenly said, "Chef, the braised pork is delicious."

"Hmph." Old Mu rolled his eyes and almost knocked on the non-existent pipe. "I am in charge of logistics and the security of the camp. Otherwise, do you think you can get so much money just by cooking?"

"Although I didn't go to the front line, I dealt with many people who tried to steal and do dirty things in my own camp."

"At first I didn't know. I thought it was an enemy attack and the bullets were meant to kill me. But then I found out..."

"They are all my fucking teammates! What's the big deal? Since then, I've just missed the target a little, so as to avoid being unable to recover."

The flickering cigarette butts follow the rhythm of breathing in the darkness...

“Hahahaha!” The blind man laughed while holding his injured arm, “That is to say… ha… you ignore your enemies, but you strike hard at your teammates! Hahahaha!”

"Little boss, you are such a talent!"

Damn it, Zhang Musi's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Second Battalion Commander, where's your fucking Italian cannon? Pull it up for me!"

"That's not right! Why are you here?" His shining eyes were filled with ill intentions. "You kid are not fake, are you?"

"No, young boss. Two hours have passed since we had dinner, chatted, and bandaged my wound. Would it be too far-fetched for you to say I'm fake now?"

"Who knows then? Either you prove it yourself, or I do it myself. Choose one." The threat in his tone was not even a hint. It was obvious that he was asking him to choose a way to die.

The eyes of the mute at the side also lit up. It seemed like beating a child on a rainy day was the right thing to do since he had nothing to do.

"Proof of shit!" The blind man was so angry that he laughed, "You two are full, how can you be so careless as to vent your anger on a blind man!"

"Heh" Zhang Musi choked back mockingly, "Why, we've been friends for so many years, what's wrong with us being mute?"

"Fuck!" Hei Xiazi suddenly laughed perversely and wantonly, "Okay, who knows who will be happier in the dark!"

After saying that, he stood up and threw off his coat. The muscles on his arms were steaming in the dark night, like a beast ready to pounce. The vest on his body left subtle marks on his bulging muscles. The bright firelight shone brightly on his bronze skin.

The mute who was leaning against the tree had already stood up, opened his eyes and looked at his opponent carefully. They had many opportunities to fight each other, but rarely had the chance to have a serious fight in the blind man's home court. The mute moved every inch of muscle in his body, and let out pleasant moans accompanied by the crisp sound of his bones.

Zhang Musi lazily lay on the ground, roasting himself by the fire and stuffing peeled oranges into his mouth. How cruel and insane! People’s hearts have changed. In the dead of night, Asian men are having passionate sex. Tsk, is this a title that a serious person like me should read?

Zhang Qiling's white figure flashed, and he attacked with extreme violence, his sharp and neat movements like a bat in the dark night. The blind man was more like a beast fighting for life and death, savage and unrestrained, like a crazy gambler who was perverse and unbridled.

The two men's movements were as fast as lightning, and they fought hand-to-hand without giving in. In the blink of an eye, several exchanges took place. The enthusiasm aroused in the men's blood was uncontrollable, and the rapid heartbeats mixed with the deafening roar of fists hitting flesh were obvious. It could be seen with the naked eye that the battle was a stalemate with both sides evenly matched.

In the end, the blind man felt the violence in his heart that was about to break out and stopped decisively. He leaned back on his arms, breathing in the hot breath and the happiness brought by dopamine.

Tsk, if you want to fight, then fight. Everyone has something on his mind. Zhang Musi didn't want to get to the bottom of it. The closer Zhang Qiling got to the ancient building, the quieter he became. The blind man suddenly appeared but didn't show up on his own initiative. As a man, don't worry about the indescribable emotions. There is nothing that can't be solved with a fight.

It was already after 10 a.m. when the group set out. Considering that Zhang Musi was sleeping like a dead pig, the original plan to set out at 6 a.m. was completely ruined. They had to speed up the process as they did not want to spend the night in the ancient building.

When Zhang Musi actually saw the entrance to the Zhang family's ancient building, he found it hard to understand and could not help but marvel.

The Zhang Family Ancient Building is divided into two parts, the outer part is the front building submerged at the bottom of the lake, and the inner part is the main building built in the mountain and the Jian Cave with a quicksand layer, which is where Fatty and Wu Xie saw the Zhang Family Ancient Building in the mirror.

Many years ago, before the front building sank into the lake, whenever the Zhang family buried someone in the ancient building, they would throw a fire starter through a wrist-thick passage hidden in the land temple. This passage was connected to the Jian Cave. The ignited kerosene created an air pump effect while alternating hot and cold air formed a small-scale artificial rainfall.

The air pump activates the siphon effect of the underground water well in the front building. The burial coffin is thrown into the well and can directly reach the artificial river in the main tomb chamber in the main building through the underground river. After sinking to the bottom of the lake, it is even easier. The coffin is directly thrown into the lake and wait for it to sink to the bottom. After activation, the siphon effect will automatically send it to the artificial river in the main tomb chamber.

The artificially created rainwater washed down the alkaline stone layer on the top of the mountain, washing away the Miluoto mountain. Combined with the heat generated by the combustion, the dispersed Miluoto became like some kind of memory metal, naturally forming a passage through which strangers could enter the main building.

They stood there as Zhang Qiling took out the prepared tung oil and poured it into the land temple that was less than half a person's height. They waited for more than 10 minutes. The white smoke ignited by the fire starter gushed out, but was blocked by the dense tree canopy and floated in the forest. Then, from below came the continuous sound of steaming water and fire.

Zhang Qiling was the first to walk downwards. Not far after walking along the ancient road from the ancient Lingnan Kingdom period, a hole appeared in front of him. Water was still dripping from the edge of the earth and rocks. A quarter of an hour ago, it looked like a pond. It seemed to be affected by the siphon effect. This was the passage.

No one could have imagined that among the countless traps, real and fake, in the vast mountains, the real entrance was actually in a puddle on the side of the road. Even if he watched him being sucked dry, it would be difficult to find any clues.

Several people jumped into the pond, and a stone cave that was only wide enough for one person appeared in front of them. The deep green color around it made the space gloomy and terrifying. Fortunately, the passage was only a few minutes away. At the end was a pitch-black column, carved with patterns of Pixiu-style unicorn scales. The whole column passed through the top, and it seemed to be a passage connecting to the ground buildings.

Zhang Qiling placed his unusually long fingers on the cold pillar, and then slid his fingers gently over all the patterns. He then tapped on the three Pixiu patterns, and suddenly the pillar began to rotate slowly. After a while, a narrow opening appeared, and on the inner wall of the hollow pillar were rock spikes climbing up.

Zhang Muchi looked at the tomb chamber under the ancient building which he had safely arrived at, then looked at the biochemical suit on his body which had played no role at all, and slowly looked at Zhang Qiling.

"Mute, tell me the truth, you did that Old Nine Gates event on purpose!"

A trace of barely perceptible embarrassment flashed across his face, and then he immediately returned to his expressionless state and said nonchalantly.

"No one with a different surname can enter the Zhang family's ancient building alive."

Shit! I finally understood that the mute was the key to this sentence.

Silently raised a thumb, a barking dog is not good...silently making loud noises...that's not right either...playing dumb and eating the benefits of being a pig...never mind...awesome.

The mute's eyes showed a hint of pride, but he said calmly, "They have no intention of fulfilling their promise. I'm a man of few words, but I'm not stupid." He then added, "The idea came from a blind man."

The blind man winked and grinned, and stretched out his hand to signal the mute to high-five, but Zhang Qiling ignored him and walked past him.