Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"Mr. Hei is really a secretive person. He has kept it secret for so long. He just sits here and listens for a long time without saying anything. Fatty, I am really impressed!" For a person who is particularly talkative, someone who can keep calm like this is rare in his worldview.

Wu Yu had been keeping a calm breath, but he was still amused by the fat man's round face with a beaming smile. He curved his eyebrows and laughed as if he was in the past. "Everyone has their own advantages. Fatty, you are also an excellent intelligence officer, aren't you? From the gold and silver treasures in the tomb to the whole family in the village, you are the best in the way and you are good at interpersonal relationships. Why do you envy others?"

He joked mercilessly, praising and criticizing the fat man at the same time, probably referring to the fact that this man was able to gather information from all directions, which was an ability that no one else could match.

The fat man tilted his head, allowing Wu Mi to rest his chin on his shoulder more comfortably after he stood up. It seemed that the flesh on his body had become as soft as his heart.

"Hahaha, you are so naive. Stop teasing me. Let's ask carefully where it is so that we can know what preparations we should make when we go there!" The fat man is not a shy person, but his ability to change the subject is first-class.

Even Wu Yu, who was so smart now, was led astray by him. He turned his gaze away from his profile and looked at Yan Bucun who was sitting upright on the chair. "I just want to ask, is the place we are going to next dangerous?"

"It wasn't dangerous a thousand years ago, but now, I don't know." Yan Bucun's expression was serious and his tone was calm, as if he was not being unaware at all, but rather giving an answer that was so certain that it was irrefutable.

Xie Yuchen has always had an inexplicable resentment towards this person, just like when encountering something dirty, he instinctively wants to step back. He is probably the one who distrusts Yan Bucun the most in this room, but he is also the insider with the least involvement, except for the truly innocent outsider Wang Meng.

"Mr. Yan, since we cannot judge the degree of danger there, what if something happens to us? Can you take the responsibility?" Even when Xie Yuchen said this, he felt that if Yan Bucun, the immortal monster of the Yan family, had other bad intentions, then he and Wu Yu and others would be caught in one fell swoop and would be like a sheep walking into a tiger's den.

Hearing this question, Yan Bucun did not show any displeasure about being questioned to Xie Yuchen. He could clearly feel the scrutiny and speculation brought to him by the other party's soul, but he was still like a stone that could not feel the warmth and coldness of human feelings. He moved his gentle smile and his phoenix eyes also restrained their sharpness. "Whether to go or not is up to you."

"Go." Zhang Qiling suddenly replied. When everyone turned their eyes to him, they found something obviously wrong. His lips had lost their color and he looked a little sickly weak, but his obsidian eyes were indelibly bright.

Then, as if he was talking to himself, he said, "There's no time."

This sentence seemed like a curse. Even when it was uttered in such a flat and calm tone, it would make people nervous. Wu Yu's heart sank. Just as he was about to think about what the other party's four words meant, he suddenly started to cough dryly. He hurriedly covered his mouth, but the sound of choking became louder and louder.

The fat man quickly turned his head, wanting to comfort Wu Yu, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was suddenly sprayed with saliva in the face by the other party, but his expression was full of obvious fear.

"Boss! Boss!!!" Wang Meng rushed over urgently, and when he found that the fat man was frozen in place, he immediately slid over to try to help.

At this time, Zhang Qiling's eyes widened a little. He felt that everything good was collapsing. Then, he hurriedly tried to pry Wu Yu's hand away to check the situation, but the other party did not give him any chance.

The pain continued to spread, just like a burst lung after running. Wu Mi hung his head, and the only sound in the air was the sticky sound of water hitting the sheets.

Until, the fat man finally reacted within a few seconds. He didn't even have time to wipe his face clean before he screamed, "Blood! Naive, naive! Let's go to the hospital!!!"

Wu Yi coughed wildly, and blood flowed down through his fingers like an endless river... The current situation, combined with Zhang Qiling's previous words, was like a Pandora's box of false peace that was finally opened.

Zhang Qiling suddenly stood up and took Wu Yu, who was coughing up blood, back from Wang Meng. Together with the young man, they urgently pressed several of his acupuncture points to try to stop the bleeding. Xie Yuchen quickly brought hot water and a medicine box, and frantically searched for something that could help Wu Yu.

Hei Xiazi, the only medical student present, just pushed his sunglasses and didn't even move his butt. It seemed that he was so calm because he realized that Wu Xie would not die?

"You can't go to the hospital. Besides, how are you going to tell the doctor in this situation? Didn't he fail to find out what the bell was?" In the end, Hei Xia Zi pretended to be cool, but said shit.

Yan Bucun saw Wu Yu's soul, which showed no signs of being extinguished, but was swaying back and forth like a candle flame with wind blowing against it maliciously.

Moreover, there was a light bell sound coming from Wu Yu's body, but it was too small and no one present could detect it except himself. However, Yan Bucun had a conscience, and compared to Hei Xia Zi who did not explain at all, he at least opened his mouth to answer.

"This is his first real illness, but it shouldn't be life-threatening so quickly. The hospital can't find out what's wrong, and we can't go to Qinling. The situation is urgent now. If Wu Yu can't hold on, we'll have to go to the Yan family's old house, change our itinerary, and go find Huo Daof!" Yan Bucun spoke quickly, and then as if he really cared about Wu Yu, he even ran out and started the car.

Seeing that the group of people inside had not come out yet, he even shouted, "Hurry up!"

After hearing this, the young man picked up Wu Yi swiftly, and a group of people squeezed into the SUV rented by Wang Meng. Those who couldn't squeeze in sat in Xie Yuchen's car.

At this time, Zhang Qiling was in the back seat, and together with the young man, he held Wu Yu's head and feet to prevent Wu Yu from falling dizzy in the speeding car. The fat man was sitting in the passenger seat, twisting his neck and staring with red eyes, afraid that he would not be able to see his own Tian Zhen in the next second. Yan Bucun stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"Aren't you afraid that Huo Daof is already Yan Guangxin's man? Wasn't the Chen family sent by Yan Guangxin back then?" Xie Yuchen's voice, anxious but trying to remain calm, came from the intercom in the car. However, he obviously didn't even have time to address Yan Bucun.

Xie Yuchen's car was chasing Yan Bucun's car closely. It looked like the car in front was a criminal who had kidnapped someone and was preparing to escape.

Yan Bucun tilted his head, his perception fully open, he could really feel all the tracks of the asphalt road, even the rustling of the grass and trees in the wind, so clear. He held the steering wheel with one hand, picked up the intercom with the other hand, and pressed the switch, "I can't care about so much. If you want Wu Xie to live, you must find Huo Daofu. Black blind man's autopsy can't save people!"

After hearing this, Xie Yuchen glared at Hei Xia Zi through the rearview mirror, as if secretly cursing this man's incompetence. This kind of gaze made Hei Xia Zi tremble as if for performance, and he grinned with his white teeth and quickly waved his hands.

"He is telling the truth. He scolded you, so you are not allowed to scold me!" Hei Xia Zi still deserves a beating in this emergency situation.

It was Wang Meng who, seeing that Xie Yuchen's face was getting darker and darker, mustered up the courage and quickly covered Hei Xia Zi's mouth.

Seeing that the annoying guy behind him finally stopped talking, Xie Yuchen looked away and increased the speed of the car by a few miles. He listened to the lecture again and asked in time, "Why does it have to be Huo Dafu?"

"His intelligence makes him a person who will not be easily bewitched by Yan Guangshan." Yan Bucun replied.

Xie Yuchen watched his car turn a corner, so he followed closely behind, almost drifting, "You know him well?"

"I know him very well, but he doesn't know me. To be more precise, I know everything about him. This is what I thought of when I felt a certain intuition that something had changed." Yan Bucun spoke vaguely, as if he wanted to describe exactly what this sixth sense was like, but when the words came to his lips, what he said became as obscure as philosophy.

After listening to their conversation, Hei Xia Zi naturally knew what the intuition that Yan Bucun was talking about was. For example, his own eyes, Yan Bucun's so-called perception, and Yan Xiaonan's foresight were all things that could not be explained clearly, but they happened to detect all the scripts and characters.

After driving almost non-stop for three days, their car finally drove into the city. The snack street in the early morning exuded an enticing aroma, as if it could be smelled through the car window. At this time, Yan Bucun's car was parked in front of a breakfast shop selling fried dough sticks.

From this angle, you can roughly see a hand wearing a glove but with an unusually white wrist on the opposite platform. The man seems to be very skilled in this job. There is a long line that still continues even in the rain, and countless colorful umbrellas fill the entire street.

But Yan Bucun gave the order, only letting the fat man go down and no one else was allowed to move. Xie Yuchen was gritting his teeth, he didn't think this was a good plan, or to put it more simply, maybe for him, money could solve this kind of problem faster, but he pushed the car door but couldn't get down, as if something was blocking it, and the driver's door couldn't be opened.

Zhang Qiling clearly saw a red line from the window, jumping onto the car that Li Yuchen was riding in...

The fat man had already gotten out of the car successfully. He stepped on the pedal, but found that behind the counter was just a pretty boy. He could only ask anxiously, "I want to find Huo Dafu, where is your boss!"

He stretched his neck and looked behind the counter, trying to jump over the young man in front of him to see Huo Dafu's figure.

Unexpectedly, the young man held a fried dough stick and said lightly, "I am."

The fat man waved his hands hurriedly, "Hurry, hurry, Wu Xie is dying! Come and save him! Hurry up!!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Daofu didn't seem to notice the fat man's anxiety at all, and just said indifferently, "Why did you ask him to go to the funeral home? Why did he come to my place?"

"Only you can save him, we can't go to the hospital! Why else would we come to you, hurry up! Human life is at stake, buddy!!"

The fat man's voice struck people's hearts, and even Wu Yu, who was in a coma, frowned in pain.

But Huo Dafu's next reply made everyone gasp, "I, Huo Dafu, only know how to fry dough sticks, not save people."

And the moment he finished speaking, the fat man knelt down without hesitation.

At the same time, Zhang Qiling put Wu Yu down, grabbed a folding umbrella in the car and rushed out, but he stopped abruptly because the fat man's crying and shouting in front of the breakfast shop had made him abandon all his self-esteem.

"I beg you! Please save Wu Yu! I'm telling you, I, Fatty Wang, can do anything. I can kneel down and I can kill people. I beg you! Please save Wu Yu! I beg you!!"

At this time, Hei Xia Zi also got out of the car, risking his life, and let the rain soak him, but he quickly got into the passenger seat of Yan Bucun's car.

"Are you here to ask me why I do this?" Yan Bucun was holding the string of red jade beads that Zhang Qiling had collected alone, playing with it in one hand, but there was no contempt in his eyes for the fat man who had abandoned all his self-respect. Instead, there was a hint of concern flashing in his eyes.

And Hei Xiazi seemed to be looking through his sunglasses to see the true nature of this man. "You know Huo Daofu is actually a man of loyalty and righteousness. He will help Wu Xie because of the fat man's sincere brotherhood with Wu Xie."

"These are all your guesses." Yan Bucun seemed to deny Hei Xiazi's words, but he inexplicably reached out and wiped the rain off the other's shoulder, "I am just the second trump card in this deal."

"Fatty Wang, there will be a day when you are so frank." Huo Daofu's voice at this moment seemed colder than the rain, but his expression was somewhat relieved because of the fat man's head hanging down, kneeling in the rain for a long time. "I can take a risk and try it once, but don't blame me whether I can save her or not."

He relaxed, and the fat man stood up almost immediately and welcomed the person back, not even caring about his wet body.

At the same time, Yan Bucun pressed the passenger door button and pushed Hei Xiazi down. The wonderful "tenderness" made Hei Xiazi feel like it was just a dream when he fell to the ground.

When Huo Daof arrived in front of the car, Yan Bucun opened the car window, which further solidified Huo Daof's original intention to help.

"Go on." Yan Bucun said this, but threw the beads in his hand into Huo Daof's hand. At this moment, he wantonly spread out the red thread, like a tangled spider web, which instantly made Huo Daof's eyes red.

Ten years later, Huo Daofu finally found out who was driving the vehicle that had no passengers at all...

He raised his head with interest, his eyes behind the glasses fixed on Yan Bucun, "I will definitely help you with this."

Then, Huo Daof opened the back door and squeezed in. Zhang Qiling's umbrella had been opened to cover the fat man's head at some point. The navy blue jacket he took off still carried the boy's body temperature, and the fabric covered the fat man's cold body and the backbone that was bent for his brothers.

The umbrella tilted slowly, and the rain wet half of Zhang Qiling's shoulder.

Xie Yuchen watched the stalemate between Fatty and Huo Daofu, and the process of their surrender, until the end, when he witnessed the red jade bead thrown out by Yan Bucun, he finally understood something.

It turns out that there is something that can solve the problem faster than money.

It's love, and a little bit of curiosity.

People like Huo Dafu are easier to satisfy than he thought.

Wang Meng: So touching... Boss, you must survive!