Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling withdrew his gaze as if he had touched fire, but Wu Yi thought that his daze was because he didn't want to face his aggressive questioning, so he turned Zhang Qiling's face back with his hand.

"Brother, do you know how worried I was when you left Fatty and I up there without saying a word?" Wu Yu's fingertips could not help but rub Zhang Qiling's red earlobes. "We have been chasing you for so long, why don't you say anything until now...Brother, what do you want me to do with you?!"

Wu Yu's strength increased due to his agitated emotions, as if this subconscious reaction was a punishment for the young man's inappropriate behavior.

Unfortunately, the intense stinging pain did not shake Zhang Qiling's expression. His gaze was still calmly fixed on Wu Yu's stitched face.

Zhang Qiling knew clearly that he did not have the ability or identity to respond to the various questions raised by Wu Yu.

He is Zhang Qiling,

I have never been the young man that Wu Yu mentioned.

He is just a complete liar.

Now, everyone stopped what they were doing because of the dispute between Wu Yu and Zhang Qiling. Xie Yuchen was still digging out the food from the can and without any disgust, he personally fed it into the fat man's mouth with a disposable spoon.

Everyone was looking at the hypocritical Wu Di.

Why do you say he has double standards? Because Wu Yu was obsessed with Zhang Qiling, and he completely forgot that he was going to give the two strangers a chance to explain. Now he has spent all the rest time on questioning Zhang Qiling.

Yan Bucun's hands on his sides clenched slightly. Although he knew that Zhang Qiling was also playing role-playing, he still felt dissatisfied when he saw Wu Yu's actions. Zhang Qiling was obviously feeling pain? Why didn't Wu Yu let go!!!

His perception has always been extraordinary. He could even observe Zhang Qiling's slight retreat. If Wu Yu had this ability, he would have cast a magic spell on Zhang Qiling that would make him feel painful!

Wu Yu and Zhang Qiling looked at each other in silence for a while. Finally, Zhang Qiling gave in. He lowered his eyelashes, covering half of his eyes, and said,

"sorry."

His apology was indeed to Wu Di, but the two of them might not be apologies for the same thing. Zhang Qiling's guilt came entirely from the fact that he had deceived Wu Di.

"Young man, what are you apologizing for?" Wu Yu was a little flattered and quickly withdrew his hand.

However, Zhang Qiling's earlobe had been warmed up by him just now, and the softness on his fingertips was still there, but it seemed as if this intimate contact was just a dream of him, Wu Mi.

The fat man saw that although the atmosphere between the two had improved, Zhang Qiling was too wooden to say anything nice, or really understand what Wu Yu was talking about. He waved to Jie Yuchen to indicate that he was full, then stood up and walked to Wu Yu and Zhang Qiling.

"Oh, naive, I just hope the little brother comes back safely. Besides, if the little brother wants to leave again, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang! You, me, and Hua Ye, together, can't we stop a little brother?"

The fat man patted Wu Yi's shoulder soothingly with his left hand, showing a reassuring smile and blinking one eye, reminding Wu Yi not to worry too much about those things.

After all, the young man was not an ordinary person. They had never seen him so emotionally unstable, let alone being forced into a corner. Wu Mi's unreasonable and persistent questioning might only result in the young man's silence.

After all, unless they were in an absolutely safe state, the young man would never open his mouth and bring danger to them.

The fat man knew very well Wu Xie's naivety and the young man's doubts, so he simply used these irrelevant words, or words that Zhang Qiling could not understand, to make Wu Xie understand.

Even if the guy runs again, where can he go with so many people holding him back?

"Fatty, you're right." Wu Yu laughed and walked down the stairs. He didn't have to worry about forcing the young man to speak and making the scene even uglier.

Zhang Qiling didn't understand the sign language between the two of them, but he still observed their injuries with his eyes moving around. It seemed that Wu Yu and the fat man had rushed here without getting enough rest. The gauze wrapped around them was about to be changed. The thin layer stuck to the wound was slightly infected and a little yellow water was oozing out.

"Don't move." Zhang Qiling took out two new rolls of gauze from Wu Xie's bag, which was closest to him, and unpacked them for Fatty and Wu Xie in full view of everyone.

His movements were quick and gentle, but when he really touched their wounds that came from nowhere, he felt his heart twitching violently.

Even the little brother couldn't protect them, so could I? Zhang Qiling suddenly began to doubt himself. Was it right to entrust this important task to himself?

But he promised that he would definitely do it well. No, it must be the best... It would be best if Wu Yu and Fatty would not be hurt at all in this life.

Yan Bucun, who was ignored, did not look good. Of course, he noticed that Zhang Qiling was re-bandaging their wounds.

Yan Bucun suddenly had an inexplicable thought: if... if he still had the bloody hole on his palm, would he still be able to get Zhang Qiling's attention?

I shouldn't have let Chen Shisan treat me at that time.

He is going crazy with jealousy now.

Zhang Qiling didn't care at all about Jie Yuchen who was watching him, and just wrapped the gauze on his hand faster. It was too easy for everyone to enter here just now, and even the mechanism that he had destroyed appeared to be intact, as if everything had returned to the starting point, or everything had been properly repaired and restored by others.

Who was it? It couldn't be Yan Bucun who was traveling with him. Could it be another member of the Yan family? Chen Shisan or Yan Guangshan... or Yan Xiaonan? Names flew through Zhang Qiling's mind one by one, but his hands didn't stop moving.

After watching Xie Yuchen for a long time, he really didn't find anything unusual about the young man in front of him. At least Zhang Qiling's reaction and body told him that he was indeed the young man that Wu Yu and the fat man knew.

What's missing? The look, the reaction, no, none of these superficial things... are carried?

"Where is your knife?" Xie Yuchen finally caught the suspicious point and suddenly asked at this time.

Zhang Qiling had already tied a new stabilizing knot for the fat man and was now wrapping new gauze around Wu Yu's fragile neck. He glanced at the person in front of him he had never seen before and said, "It's lost."

His tone was very flat. Of course, Xie Yuchen didn't know too much about Zhang Qiling's love for the black gold ancient sword. However, Xie Yuchen still followed the other party's good attitude and continued the topic.

"How did you lose it?" Xie Yuchen rummaged through his bag and took out a rifle with extremely strong recoil, wanting to hand it to Zhang Qiling, "If you don't have a weapon, I have a gun here."

Zhang Qiling took a look and felt that the weapon was not very handy, so he quickly finished bandaging Wu Yu.

"In the fire." Zhang Qiling did not lie this time. Anyway, it was impossible for the other party to go and see the place where the black gold ancient sword was lost under the current circumstances. That was in Yunnan!

Wu Yu spoke up, "Brother, didn't you hold the ancient black gold sword with you before we separated? Could it be that the passage below is on fire like the secret room?"

Zhang Qiling thought that Wu Yu's reason was good, but then he remembered that he had seen the young man chopping down the terracotta warriors through some kind of sharing, so he changed the wording slightly.

"The terracotta warriors were killed," Zhang Qiling said again, "using fire."

The fat man also tentatively put on an expectant look, asking Zhang Qiling, who had finally spoken, to continue with the scenes that they had missed.

"The knife was swallowed." Zhang Qiling lied expressionlessly, causing Chen Shisan, who was far away in the corner, to suddenly laugh out loud.

Yan Bucun was very shy. He grabbed the corner of Chen Shisan's clothes and put his index finger on his lips. "It's impolite to talk like this..."

His voice is not particularly loud, and has a soft tone like that of Jiangnan, which makes people almost forget that he has a baby face but is as tall as a Barbie doll.

"No, it's none of your business whether I'm polite or not. Are you my father or mother? Do I have to ask for your consent before I kill or set fire to someone?" Chen Shisan knew that the other party didn't want to expose the relationship between them, so he simply pretended that the two of them had incompatible personalities when they first met.

Yan Bucun carefully pretended to be frightened by the vulgar words. He quickly walked behind Zhang Qiling and curled up like a quail, a big one at that.

"Aqi, why is he like this?" Yan Bucun is usually a serious man, but I didn't expect that he looks quite childish when he shrinks.

But Zhang Qiling felt that the closer this person got to him, the stranger his personality changed. Yan Bucun, who was full of business ideas, had actually become a mouse that others would speak up for but he was terribly afraid of.

Zhang Qiling felt his heart twitch suddenly, and he felt that everything in his body was being sucked away by Yan Bucun.

That thing is the six-year-old Xiao Cun, the soul of Yan Bu Cun.

And that fragment of soul briefly made this man whole, and also caused a sudden change in his personality.

Zhang Qiling uncontrollably, almost as if he was familiar with the other person, slightly turned sideways and rubbed Yan Bucun's hair with his hand. His lips did not open or close once, but his movements were full of indulgence.

His nonsense, his words, his rudeness, at this moment, made Zhang Qiling feel that the person he was facing was no longer the noble businessman who occasionally spoke softly, but...

Brother Qi Ling!

The name that Yan Bucun usually called himself has now become concrete.

Because Yan Bucun's subconscious mind had reserved a place for Xiaocun's soul that had separated from his body from the beginning to the end, and that call remained, allowing Yan Bucun to blurt it out so easily almost the first time he saw him.

Everything is explained.

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Qiling said.

He didn't know whether he was trying to comfort Xiao Cun who was restless and wanted to return to his original form, or whether he was simply comforting Bu Cun himself.

But that's what he said.