Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Hei Xia Zi confirmed again and again that the knot he had tied to the solid cliff was absolutely secure before he dared to let Zhang Qiling tie it. But he never expected that after Zhang Qiling jumped down, the rope would break with a loud clang!

Yan Bucun was standing where Zhang Qiling had stood before jumping down. He did not take any action but just looked down calmly. The person who usually cared the most about Zhang Qiling unexpectedly showed extreme indifference at this moment, as if he was completely unaware of how bottomless this place was.

No, maybe he was nervous too. Yan Bucun suppressed his trembling hands that wanted to grab the rope to find out what was going on. In his heart, he frantically stopped the part of himself that wanted to save Zhang Qiling. Now, he needed to complete Yan Xiaonan's task and must not interfere with future developments... Yan Bucun thought.

But Hei Xia Zi was incredulous. He stood beside the dazed Yan Bucun without even having time to look at him. He had only one thought.

Zhang Qiling fell down! We must save him!!!

Hei Xia Zi urgently pulled the rope dangling on the wall of the rift with his hand to confirm that it was light and did not look like it was tied to a person.

The anger in his heart and the eagerness to save people made Hei Xia Zi quickly activate his brain, which was still buzzing just now, and he quickly tied a new rope for himself with his hands and feet. In a coherent movement, he pushed away Yan Bucun, who was in the way and occupying the pit. Then, without any preparation of any auxiliary equipment, he just wanted to jump down!

But at this time, Yan Bucun grabbed Hei Xiazi's down jacket hood with extraordinary strength and threw it behind him. Hei Xiazi fell on his back in a pile of newly fallen snow from Changbai Mountain in the early morning, and the cold temperature poured into his collar.

"Yan Buyun, are you crazy? If you don't hurry down to save Qi, what's the point of stopping me now? Do you want him to die?" Hei Xiazi climbed up, with no intention of shaking off the snow on his body. But after he said this, he quickly realized something. The equipment belonged to Yan Buyun, and the only one who could tamper with it was...

Hei Xiazi pointed the cold black muzzle of his gun at Yan Bucun, "It was you who did this. Was this Yan Xiaonan's order? Or, was this what you always wanted to do? Do you want Qi to die?"

He felt that he really couldn't understand the man in front of him. Yan Bucun had given all his obedience to Zhang Qiling, but had given all his perverseness to himself. And now, this man wanted to kill Zhang Qiling? Why, why? Why the hell?

As Hei Xia Zi thought about it, he licked the water drops that had just melted on his lips. These unanswered questions made Hei Xia Zi very angry, but his reaction was not consistent with that of a normal human being. The more dangerous the situation was, the more he could laugh out loud in this serious situation.

He threw away the thought of disbelief. In fact, no answer was needed for anything. As long as he could solve the problem or create an opportunity to move forward, it would be enough.

Yan Bucun, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, did not feel nervous at all. He squinted his eyes, as if he was still avoiding the light from the morning sun that shone onto the snow and bounced back.

Just when Yan Bucun felt confused, Hei Xia Zi pulled the trigger at lightning speed!

Yan Bucun, who was just getting used to the sudden brightness of Changbai Mountain, just tilted his head slightly, and the bullet narrowly passed by his ear and crushed the strands of hair on the left side of his head, making them a little thin and black, floating aimlessly in the air.

"Want to kill me?" Although Yan Bucun asked this, there was no fear in his tone. He was more like a hunter who was annoyed by the tickling attack of an ant.

The muzzle of Hei Xia Zi's gun emitted layers of white mist during the heat dissipation process because the external environment was too cold. Of course, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yan Bu Cun. Since this attack failed, he could only think of the next strategy as quickly as possible.

At this time, Yan Bucun was rubbing his ears which were hurting from the shock. The fingertips of his left hand were red from the cold, and his eyes were full of fearlessness:

"Want to go down? Then if you have the guts, just step over my dead body and go down."

When Yan Bucun said this, his right index finger pointed downwards, towards the bottom of the abyss. His eyes were cold and his tone was full of provocation.

Unfortunately, Hei Xia Zi had lived a long life after all, and was a real old hand who never fell for provocation. If the person standing here listening to Yan Bucun's words was Wu Yu, he would have believed the slander and would have rushed forward to challenge the other party with a reckless spirit.

Therefore, Hei Xia Zi just rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses and fired another shot to make a feint to the east and attack in the west. However, this time, Yan Bu Cun was able to "inadvertently" dodge at a "just right" angle due to Hei Xia Zi's range.

This time the bullet passed through Yan Bushun's right shoulder. Down poured out from the hole in his coat and flew down like snow. His center of gravity shifted and he stepped back into empty air.

Yan Bucun just fell backwards, looking calm as if he was going to die sincerely.

How could Hei Xia Zi get what he wanted? He swooped over and grabbed Yan Bushun's hand while falling at a very fast speed. The two of them fell like birds without wings, with no cushioning at all. Even the knot of the long rope hit the rock wall, smashing several hanging icicles.

Yan Bucun was just uttering a harsh word for fun, but who knew that Hei Xiazi would really treat him as a corpse and step on him!

In this position, Yan Bucun was now unbiased, and was really the one at the bottom! At this moment, his right hand was pulled by Hei Xiazi and it hurt, so he moved his body and used his left hand to urgently reach for Hei Xiazi's shoulder to balance the weight that the other party was exerting on him.

However, amid the strong wind that echoed in his ears, Yan Bushun laughed for the first time in his life. He took advantage of Hei Xiazi's attack and disobeyed Yan Xiaonan's orders. He was like a caged bird that finally learned to fly after being forced to suppress it again and again.

"You said that Zhang Qiling will enter the bronze gate?" Yan Bucun avoided Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qiling in the villa and answered the phone. He couldn't ask his father how powerful he was. He actually knew so many things and even predicted the future.

The environment on Yan Xiaonan's side was eerily quiet, making his voice very abrupt. "Well, don't stop Zhang Qiling. You need to protect the gods during this operation. He may help Zhang Qiling in the process, but you know, he is our hope against Yan Ran, and we must not let him get into any accidents."

God is the code name they use to refer to Zhang Qiling.

"Then, wouldn't it be better to stop the god from going?" Yan Bucun asked hesitantly, "Do you want him to help Zhang Qiling, or not?"

"I want to..." Yan Xiaonan thought for a while, and then said, "The trajectory planned by fate cannot be changed. I just want you to protect the god at all costs. It's best not to let more accidents disturb him."

"Accident, was it you who sent the Black Blind Man to disrupt the situation?" Yan Bucun knew very well that Yan Xiaonan would not send in a different character after the roles in the script had already been determined, but he still asked this question for confirmation.

There was no hesitation on the other end. "No."

"Is it Wu Yu and the others?" Yan Bucun always felt that Yan Xiaonan had ulterior motives in asking him to follow the three of them.

Yan Xiaonan admitted, "That's about right. They briefly learned about the things outside the Yan family and were curious about chasing after them. Unfortunately, I'm not the kind of person who would spoil a child. That kind of curiosity would kill the cat. After all, they had inevitably discovered that place because of the gods, so they must perish with that place."

"You really are... as decisive and ruthless as when you first faced the enemy on the battlefield." The relationship between Yan Bucun and Yan Xiaonan has never been good. Even after chatting for such a long time, he has never called him father.

But the man on the other side was probably somewhat satisfied with his son's first compliment to him, and his old voice became much clearer, "I rarely see you speak like that."

"It's rare. After all, you've never treated me as your son, right?" Yan Bucun used a calm tone to push the relationship between the two to the freezing point, "It's over. The god is going to kick the door and run away."

He spoke quickly, hung up the call directly, deleted the record with ease, and then grabbed Zhang Qiling's leg.

After Yan Bucun arrived at Changbai Mountain, the weapon forger he mentioned was not just a simple role. He answered the phone, and the person on the other end, who was curled up in bed, responded in a muffled voice, "Hmm? You asked me to spread the news to the Nine Gates... Being an undercover agent is a difficult job, okay..."

"More money." Yan Bucun knew that this man would never refuse any money offered to him.

Sure enough, the slightly nasal voice on the other side disappeared instantly, and what followed was the sober voice of a young boy, "What do you want me to do undercover? It's not a job to capture the Nine Gates elders and sell my body, right? Can those old immortals like me?!"

"No." Yan Bucun has lived for so long, but he still doesn't understand the way kids think nowadays. "You spread some news anonymously to the Chen family's headless flies, saying that the man is likely to be in Changbai Mountain."

“What if they don’t believe me?” the boy worried.

Yan Bucun pointed his phone's rear camera at Zhang Qiling and took a photo in silence, from an angle that looked like a candid shot. He took out his mobile notebook and edited the photo multiple times, changing the manufacturer of the mobile phone and locking the address in the north of Changbai Mountain.

As Yan Bucun moved his hands happily and typed on the keyboard, a photo was produced, the person who took it could not be accurately traced, but the address could be accurately provided.

Yan Bucun transferred the picture to the phone of the boy he was talking to, and then said, "Send this to the Chen family. I made something for your phone. Once the picture is sent, your phone will be destroyed immediately."

"Ah? I just bought this phone less than two months ago!" The young man complained loudly.

Yan Bucun's head was buzzing because of the noise. He frowned and said impatiently, "I'll buy you a new one. Also, you have to ask Wu Xiu from the Wu family to find you and tell him the news I just gave you. Be careful with your words. And you will arrange a reasonable identity for yourself, right?"

"Of course. As long as the money is in place, there will be no problem!" the person on the other end answered, his voice full of energy.

Thus, this energetic child created Chen Shisan, who was greedy for petty gains and had ears to all directions. He tried his best to climb up in the Chen family every day, and finally got a reasonable position to "listen to government affairs". He also rationalized his reason for hearing the news that "the Chen family planned to find someone in the Northeast". So his task became to eat melon seeds and wait for Wu Yi, the third master of the Jiumen Wu family, to come to him to inquire about the news.

A child with no background but greedy for money is naturally the easiest target to be inquired about and controlled.

As a result, he did not expect that the person who came to him was actually Xie Yuchen, the head of the Xie family. However, he also knew that Xie Yuchen and Wu Yu had a close relationship, so he was naturally not afraid of their questions.

This fuss was just Yan Bucun's way of testing the limit of Yan Xiaonan's predictive ability. The scary thing was that he didn't receive any calls from the other party for several days, as if the push he gave to Wu Di and the Chen family did not exist at all in Yan Xiaonan's mind.

So Yan Bucun thought that Yan Xiaonan could only predict the original trajectory of fate, but once the script was modified by another writer, the owner of the script would not be able to realize it. Perhaps he could not see it at all, or perhaps it was just postponed, but this short period of time was enough for him to make a big fuss.

So the second attempt was that Yan Bucun used Hei Xia Zi to rationalize his way to the bottom of the cliff. On the surface, he obeyed all the arrangements made by Yan Xiaonan, but secretly, he acted in an absolute act of disobedience.

This time, Yan Bucun finally came out on top in the contest with Yan Xiaonan.

All the money-makers in the Nine Gates, those who were truly worried about the two young men, were rushing here. Yan Bucun did not intend to stop Zhang Qiling from entering, or to promote Zhang Qiling's help process, but he just wanted to see, could this fateful trajectory that had gone to such a mess really be rectified as Yan Xiaonan had planned?

Yan Bucun's hair was messy due to the wind, hiding his beautiful eyes and eyebrows, but the outline of the lower half of his face was very clear and handsome. His laughter was still clear and mellow, but it was as if he had gone... crazy.

Yes, he was crazy. He loved Zhang Qiling so much, but at this moment, he didn't realize that he had regarded everything around him as a three-way gamble with Yan Xiaonan and Yan Guangshan.

Hei Xiazi, who was hung by Yan Bucun, was annoyed by the man's sudden startle at this moment. He dared to guarantee that as long as Yan Bucun did not stop or uttered another syllable, he would definitely let the man go without hesitation, or even kick him out. Let him die wherever he wants, but it would be better if he died far away!

But just when he had this thought, Hei Xia Zi tightened the climbing rope with one hand and used his legs to perform an extreme brake.

"What are you guys doing?" The scene of Hei Xia Zi being held by Yan Bu Cun was extremely awkward, but the two guys in front of him really put on an even more explosive scene!!!

Yan Bucun turned his head from Hei Xiazi's arms and saw...

Two guys, taking off their clothes without paying attention to others?!

One of them was wearing a white down jacket provided by Yanbuluo, and the other was frozen pink all over by the cold air in Changbai Mountain. Moreover, this guy had pulled his pants down to his ankles, revealing his two straight thighs.

He didn't seem to expect Hei Xiazi to bring people down so quickly. Even now, the young man was still accepting the yellow chicken underwear handed to him by the other party. The boxer briefs looked like they had just been opened.

At least it's new.

But it doesn't matter. Hei Xiazi landed directly on the ground, pushed Yan Bucun in his arms, and ordered loudly, "I'm going, put on your clothes!!!"

Yan Bucun was stunned for a moment, and then his ears turned red, which was different from frostbite. He was probably embarrassed. He quickly took off his coat and covered the guy who took off his coat the fastest.

"Brother Qi Ling...what are you doing?" Yan Bucun recognized the person accurately.

Zhang Qiling was probably really feeling cold, and he subconsciously gathered around him the coat that Yan Bucun had put on him. He quickly squatted down, curling himself up into a small mushroom, and very privately fiddled with his ankles, struggling to take off his pants.

He still seemed to be oblivious to the surroundings.

Plan to continue...

Take off.