Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Wuxie smiled as he watched Yin Qiumu pulling his back, then he took out a small bag of explosives from his arms and threw it behind him.

Flames shot up into the sky and the two men ran out.

In the broadcasting room, Su Nan was anxious to report the news.

At this time, Su Nan's voice rang out over the radio: "The poison gas has been released, run!"

At this time, both the Nine Gates and the Wang family stopped fighting and ran outside.

"Something's wrong! There are four people in this room!"

Liu Sang raised the gun with a silencer and could hear it even with his ears blocked.

Li Cu slashed fiercely behind the curtain, and Wang Can inside was exposed because he dodged.

Liu Sang and Wang Can were both stunned and looked into each other's eyes.

"you?!"

"you?!"

Wang Can looked at Liu Sang and threw away the gun in his hand: "I give up."

"Let's go! It's too late!"

The countdown was only a short minute, and they were already on the middle level.

"what to do?!"

"Li Cu!"

Li Cu stood by the window and gave Su Nan an answer.

What to do? Jump!

Yin Qiumu just happened to see Li Cu falling, and without thinking, he rushed over and cushioned him.

People started jumping down from above. Although they were a little embarrassed, they only had minor injuries.

Su Nan looked at Wuxie standing there just fine, and subconsciously looked at his neck.

There was actually a scar on it. Su Nan was very confused. She must have killed him.

Even if Wuxie was rescued, he shouldn't have developed a scar in such a short time.

Wuxie hurried over and helped Li Cu up, and only then did Yin Qiumu recover.

"My old waist!"

When Wang Xiaoyuan rushed over, the war had already come to an end. She stared at Li Cu in a daze.

She looked at Yin Qiumu dejectedly, and she looked at him with a critical eye.

But she didn't want to belittle him against her will. He was really handsome and outstanding, and he would also worry about his own stress.

They...are a good match.

Li Cu pulled away the annoying Wu Xie and looked at the person he had been thinking about.

Regardless of the scars on his body or his sprained ankle, he rushed forward.

"An An, I miss you so much!"

"I did it..."

Yin Qiaomu hugged him back tightly and comforted him softly: "Yes, you did it, thank you."

Thank you for sticking with it.

"Let's go, it's all over."

But Li Cu fainted.

Wu Xie carried the child on his back: "I'll carry him, get in the car and go home!"

Liu Sang looked at Wang Can: "You, do you want to come with me?"

"No, he won't trust me."

Wang Can felt very strange, was this his brother?

He looked so happy, I shouldn't disturb him.

Moreover, the Wang family and the Nine Gates are mortal enemies, and they will not allow him to join.

He walked in front of Wang Xiaoyuan, who was still looking at Li Cu's back.

She didn't look away until Li Cu was carried into the car by Wu Xie.

"Xiaoyuan, will you come with me?"

Let’s leave the Wang family and go find the happiness you mentioned. Give me a chance.

Thousands of words are reduced to one sentence: Will you come with me?

Wang Xiaoyuan lowered her eyes. Wang Can seemed to understand something and turned to leave.

"Where?"

Wang Can turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaoyuan.

Wang Xiaoyuan asked again, this time looking into his eyes.

"Where are we going?"

This vigorous battle came to an end, and when the smoke cleared, everyone had a place to belong.

Wang Xiaoyuan and Wang Can left alone, and the Wang family members ran away and scattered.

The people from Jiumen drove towards the train station.

The leading car led the way, and everyone was in high spirits.

Only Wuxie was sitting in the back car, hugging Yin Qiaomu and crying heart-wrenchingly.

This journey is so difficult!

From the innocent, to the Third Master, and then to the Little Buddha Master.

The innocence is gone, replaced by a body full of scars.

From the innocence at the beginning to the strategic planning now.

No one knows how hard he works, no one knows how tired he is.

"Wu Xie, cry."

Fatty Wang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had trembling lips and tears in his eyes: "Tian Zhen, cry! It's not a sin for a man to cry!"

Pan Zi was driving with the window open, and the wind blew in.

Wuxie buried her head in his chest and cried out all her grievances.

Pan Zi shouted loudly, and his voice was carried by the wind to the convoy behind.

"Go forward! Go forward bravely! Master San! Don't look back!"

As he shouted, Pan Zi started to sing.

"Go forward boldly!"

"The road to heaven! Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

"Sister, go forward bravely, go forward, don't look back!"

"From now on, you will build the red embroidered building and scatter the red embroidered balls!"

"It hit me on the head, let me drink a pot with you"

"Red sorghum wine, red sorghum wine!"