Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling's trouser legs were being pulled by Wu Yu and the fat man. He did not go to the location of the red eye immediately, probably because he was worried about the fear that the thing would bring, which would make his body and mind tense.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Qiling never doubted whether the hint given to him by Zhang Qiling, who was far away, was right or wrong... He just developed an unhesitating trust in the voice when he heard it for the first time, which he had not heard for a long time.

"It's fake." After Zhang Qiling said this, the visual contact between the two was cut off.

But Zhang Qiling had already seen the thing clearly at the last moment. Although, he didn't know how he judged its authenticity, he just blurted out this guess based on his intuition.

It is also possible that all of this was directed by Zhang Qiling who wanted to confirm whether the combination of the red jade bead and the meteorite jade, like what happened when he was chased by countless blood corpses, or in the slave tomb where Hei Xiazi fell, because the strong magnetic field generated by the combination of these two items really has the ability to make the group of creatures below still obsessed and eager to kill people and steal things.

He also wanted the young man to take advantage of the opportunity when the terracotta warriors were absorbing energy to give Wu Yu and the other two more time to escape, or he wanted the young man to kill the monster eye with one blow before it took shape.

Fortunately, although the perspective between the two has returned to normal, Zhang Qiling can still transmit his voice into the young man's mind.

So, the young man looked at the human eyes formed by the tentacles, and tightened the black gold ancient knife in his hand.

The young man said succinctly, "How to deal with it."

Wu Di, who was lying on the ground, was really confused about who Zhang Qiling was talking to, or was his brother finally driven insane in this depressing environment?

Wu Yu's hand, which was tightly grasping Zhang Qiling's trouser leg, began to slip down a little due to weakness. But in the next moment, he was afraid that the other party would plunge into the darkness and give up his life to fight with him. In the end... Wu Yu had only one thought, that he could not let the young man leave like this!

Thinking of this, Wu Yu immediately perked up, and with a little strength, he wrapped his hands around the other person's ankles. Although it wasn't very tight, it was more like... hanging them and stroking them gently.

"Brother...?" Wu Yu's voice was very hoarse, as if he wanted to use this kind of daily submissive tone to arouse the conscience of Zhang Qiling, a professional missing person. It could be considered that he was playing tricks. He wanted to use his own miserable situation to ask the other party to never do anything stupid!

It works every time, so there's no reason why it won't work this time, right?!

The fat man at the side was struggling to hold the threads that had been pulled out of Zhang Qiling's trouser legs with his left hand.

“…Haah…Really, I…really can’t run anymore…I’m going to die here with my little brother and Tian Zhen in this life, and I’m convinced. Even though we were not born on the same day, month and year…I only beg you, only beg you…” The fat man lay on his back, sweating profusely as if he had been soaked in water. The broken part of his right hand had begun to emit a dark purple color, and his breath was very intermittent when he spoke.

When Wu Yu heard the fat man's nonsense about preparing to die, he immediately interrupted, "Fatty, what are you talking about?... I'm not dead yet... My brother hasn't..."

His words suddenly stopped.

Because Zhang Qiling suddenly squatted down, he mercilessly pried open the hands of Wu Yu and the fat man that were hanging on his trouser legs. In the atmosphere of this world where they had agreed to leave together, his actions really did not show any human touch.

"I'm here." Zhang Qiling's voice was still calm, without any emotional waves, but it carried an absolute sense of security.

He paused and continued, "You, will not die."

At this moment, Zhang Qiling's words were like a vision of a general who was about to go to the battlefield. He was wearing a brave and fearless bright red cloak, holding a heavy sword to kill bandits, but he was giving tender and affectionate instructions to his wife and children who were living in the mansion.

It was as if he was saying, I'll be back, don't worry.

Before Wu Yu's lips could open and close to utter a single syllable in response, he witnessed Zhang Qiling using his Fa Qiu finger to push the square bricks on the side of the wall inwards.

Before he could figure out what Zhang Qiling was going to do, the ground beneath him and the fat man suddenly rose without warning, and the dome above them suddenly opened up with a bright light, which poured down desperately. It was the light of the eternal lamp!

"Brother...you want to abandon us? You want us...to be deserters?!" Wu Yu blurted out, and then reacted slowly to how hurtful his words were. However, no compensation could be made up for in such a short time.

Zhang Qiling stood up without answering.

At this moment, the fat man's brain was working rapidly. In his ears, there were the sounds of mechanical operation. Countless mechanisms hidden in the walls and underground were lifting him and Wu Yu higher and higher. The fat man used his broken right hand and his left hand, which was constantly firing, to support himself and turn over. He was in so much pain that he could hardly speak. All his attention was focused on how to hook Zhang Qiling up from the height of almost 1.8 meters!

The fat man swung his left hand, trying hard to grab the hood of Zhang Qiling, who had already stood up and was burned into pieces of rags, but his broad palm just brushed the air above Zhang Qiling's head, and finally, just like when he was hit by Zhang Qiling, he punched the other's shiny black hair with all his strength.

Zhang Qiling pushed the fat man's hand away. He was like a child who thought he had done nothing wrong. His eyes were still as calm as usual, but he stared at Wu Mi and the fat man with extreme concentration. His expression seemed as if he was saying his final farewell.

"Wait for me, go home." Zhang Qiling watched the two of them climb to the upper level, and he plunged into the darkness without hesitation.

No one expected that the young man who always protected Wu Di and the fat man would resolutely leave the road to death to himself!

At the same time, the platform below them and the space above merged, and the place where Wu Yu and the fat man were located was already the room where Yan Guangshan performed the cruel ritual on Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi. The strong smell of blood permeated the fat man and Wu Yu, who were already exhausted.

But at this moment, Wu Yu's mind was filled with only the four words Zhang Qiling said. The more he thought about it, the more he cried. He was like a child, using his frail soul to endlessly repeat Zhang Qiling's last words.

"Wait for me to go home... go home for me..." Wu Yu kept repeating it, and suddenly realized something, "Brother wants us to... go home for him?"

The tears from his crying mixed with the blood on his face were more terrifying than the bloody corpse underground. However, the fat man who faced his face did not show any fear.

The fat man raised his hand again, and while lying down, he clasped Wu Yi's shoulders with his left hand, to comfort and persuade him, hoping that his innocent boy would be more open-minded.

Fatty also sighed silently in his heart about this disaster.

However, Wu Yu was young and hot-tempered. When it came to friendship, he had no room for twists and turns. His tears welled up in his eyes and fell all the way to the ground, making those who watched him tremble in their hearts.

"Why?... Why can he decide on his brother's life alone? We are the iron triangle... We are a family. Without brother's family, whose family is it!!!"

Wu Yu was so emotional that his body was completely exhausted from carrying Zhang Qiling to run, causing him to almost faint after roaring.

The soundproofing in the corridor was so good that the only thing that the human ear could detect was Zhang Qiling's breathing at a constant speed.

At the same time, Zhang Qiling broke free from the hands of Heixiazi and Yan Bucun, and he ran almost wildly all the way to the stairs. His speed was faster than any other time he had tried to survive.

"Damn it! Qi? What happened? Why are you running?!" Hei Xia Zi shouted and followed him.

Yan Bucun was uncharacteristically quick this time and chased slowly.

When they followed Zhang Qiling to the first floor, they found that Zhang Qiling had not even had time to change his slippers. His hand was on the complicated and novel door handle, wanting to open the door and leave. He pressed it stubbornly for many times, but the door showed no sign of opening.

Zhang Qiling kept trying to talk to the young man in his mind, but was repeatedly driven out by an inexplicable feeling. He anxiously wanted to kick the door open, but his leg was grabbed by someone as soon as he kicked it out. The one who stopped him was Yan Bucun who had followed him slowly just now.

Yan Bucun wanted to put Zhang Qiling's legs down properly, but was blocked by Hei Xiazi's palm, "Boss, please don't worry about my Qiling."

Hei Xia Zi completed the handover ceremony of Zhang Qiling from Yan Bucun's hands, so gently as if he was treating a fragile item.

Of course, Hei Xia Zi had already noticed that Yan Buchun was holding the door handle and didn't want them to leave. He even had a bad feeling like a villain.

Yan Bucun's expression was no longer as gentle as before, and even had a sinister look on his face. "Brother Qi Ling... where do you want to go? If I did something wrong, you can just tell me. I will do my best to meet all your requirements."

"Let me go, it's dangerous." Zhang Qiling's words were unclear. He was probably talking about the young man, but he completely ignored the fact that Hei Xia Zi and Yan Bu Cun were not from a God's perspective.

Yan Bucun approached Zhang Qiling, his superior face showing obvious anger, "Where is the danger? I'm very safe here. My door is made of the latest domestically developed material. Its location is hidden, and Yan Guangshan can't catch up with me. If you want to use this as an excuse to leave, isn't it too far-fetched? Don't you even want to come up with a better trick to lie to me?"

"I can't listen to it anymore. My Qi doesn't need to lie. Do you have no ears or do you have two light bulbs hanging under your eyebrows? You can't understand what people say and you can't see things clearly?" Hei Xia Zi retorted.

Yan Bugun looked at Hei Xia Zi. He was such a gentle man, but he didn't know whether he was emotionally stressed by Zhang Qiling's departure or was simply confused by Hei Xia Zi's scolding, but he started to become aggressive towards him.

"Whose territory are you standing on now? I think Hei Ye knows it better than me. You eat and drink my food, and even you who have nothing to do every day can get a lot of income from me. What right do you have to say this to me?"

There was nothing wrong with Yan Bucun's words, which almost made Hei Xia Zi's face turn pale and blue. He was even pressing on the victory, without a single dirty word in his words, but the people who listened to him felt even more unreasonable.

"Which of your food, clothing, housing and transportation are not the most expensive and best for you? I've said before that I'm a businessman and I never do business at a loss. You've made so much money from me, and now you want to leave without a care in the world?"

Yan Bucun's choking words finally softened, probably because Zhang Qiling's eyes made people feel a little scary when staring at them.

"I know that Brother Qi Ling has things he wants to do, but we are just a new family now. Can we discuss everything before we set off? How much do you want me to worry...!"