Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

The reason why Zhang Qiling failed to make full use of the Qilin Fire was mainly because the corridor behind it was crawling with corpse-bugs, and the soil had a slightly sticky clay texture. If a fire was put in, the temperature would be too high and it might explode directly like a kiln, causing the entire corridor to collapse completely.

Moreover, under his feet were those bronze bells that were waiting for him to make a big move and then attack him together. Zhang Qiling was not prepared to act rashly. After all, the ability of the people behind him to resist was limited. He could only try his best to stop these corpse-bugs from running towards his brothers.

Therefore, Zhang Qiling simply moved away the fingertips that were about to be burned by the flames, and began to swing the blade, allowing the sparks and blood to fall down little by little, blocking the corpse-eating bugs' path. The flames that did not rise to a certain level were precisely controlled by him and had no chance of touching the bronze bell at all.

At the same time, the fat man's firepower attack was also very fierce. Yan Bucun in the front did not stand there stupidly. He quickly wrapped the fat man's waist with a red line. One reason was to prevent the fat man from jumping on the bells while swinging the fire stick, and the other was to maximize the advantages of each other. It was completely like a combination of the outer ring of a self-spinning top and a cool flamethrower.

The corpse-bugs that escaped the net successfully slipped under the feet and crotches of Fatty and Yan Bushun, but were stopped by the guns of Hei Xia Zi, Xie Yuchen and Huo Daofu.

Their gunshots fell on the ground at the same time, turning the corpse-bugs into popcorn and exploding crisply in the narrow corridor. The corpse-bugs that climbed up the wall were chopped down by Chao Xu's long legs and stomped to the ground the moment they leaped up and were about to bite people.

Furthermore, a group of corpse-bugs smelled the scent of the mother and pounced towards Wu Yu and the little brother. Before they could get close, they were stopped by the little brother's black gold ancient knife and were torn into pieces in an instant.

However, the scene did not fall into chaos due to everyone's actions. Instead, because of the long time together, everyone understood each other and cooperated more and more tacitly.

However, accidents cannot be prevented.

Hei Xia Zi's vision in the darkness finally became blurred, so he simply closed his eyes and gave up his vision. His ears twitched for a moment, and he used his hearing to lock the position of the corpse-bugs and everyone's footsteps. Then, his bullet still hit a corpse-bug accurately.

"We've really disturbed their lair. These corpse-bugs have no place to live, yet they want to lie in my belly and enjoy themselves. This is simply wishful thinking!!!" The fat man cursed. His belly was now hidden in his clothes. Although he had lost some weight recently, it still shook noticeably when he moved.

Yan Bucun pulled the fat man and dodged another corpse-bug that was charging at his face, and coaxed him in a gentle voice, "Don't be so angry. There are low-level creatures attacking people out of instinct around you. They won't understand if you talk to them."

"I just can't get mad at these disgusting things that come in groups, like diarrhea and can't be stopped. As soon as a flood breaks out, a group comes. I can't kill these corpse-bugs even if I wave my hands in fancy ways. I should have brought a few more fire sticks!" The fat man looked at the stick that was one-third burned and waved it even more vigorously. With Yan Bushun's guidance, it was like he was dancing a celebratory dance in a primitive tribe.

Yan Bucun smiled awkwardly, "I didn't think it through. I just remembered that corpse bugs are afraid of fire, so I didn't ask everyone to bring so much."

"What does this have to do with you, Comrade Bu Cun? I just didn't bring enough. I didn't take it seriously until Tian Zhen reminded me at that time." The fat man smiled and burned three corpse-bugs to death before continuing, "I just haven't worked for too long. I don't have any idea about the things below. I'm used to retirement and think this matter is too simple for me now. I almost forgot about it. I remember that when I first met Tian Zhen, corpse-bugs were chasing me and biting me. In the end, it all ended with a fire bottle!"

In the process of hastily killing the corpse-eating bugs, listening to the fat man's narration of his past experiences, Yan Bucun's smile widened a little, but he still reminded, "Fatty, the fire bottle can't be used here. After all, it would be bad to force out the corpse-eating bugs sleeping in the bronze bells. But you are right, it is better to prepare more fire sticks."

After saying that, Yan Bucun gently pushed the fat man and started to move. Under the blazing flames, they wade through a path for themselves among the pile of corpses.

At the same time, Zhang Qiling jumped over the high wall and restrained his habitual large-scale movements. He used precise chopping techniques to cut the corpse-bugs in half one by one. The entrance of the tunnel that was burned by the Qilin Fire was already somewhat blackened by smoke, which was probably the result of the melting of the corpse-bugs' bodies and shells.

After he dealt with this, he turned around and looked at the people who had come behind him and were panting.

The fat man's fire stick had burned to the end in the twists and turns just now, in order to kill the corpse bugs and take the correct path. Zhang Qiling saw this and immediately snatched the fat man's stick. Facing the fat man's innocent eyes covered in sweat, he explained concisely, "Burning your hands."

Afterwards, Zhang Qiling threw the stick on the ground and inserted it into the bodies of the corpse-bugs. Then the unburned flames were extinguished by the last bit of water in their bodies.

The fat man understood what he meant, so his expression immediately changed from confusion to gratitude, and even his bent back relaxed a little with heavy breathing. Then he supported his waist and put his hands on Zhang Qiling's shoulders to stand up straighter. Although his legs were still a little weak and his eyes were tearful because of the stench of the burning corpse-bugs, it was obvious that his mental state was much better.

"I am still as strong as ever, Fatty. I can still stand by my brothers in this zombie-bug melee!" The fat man said this, and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead with his sleeve, but the fabric was covered with ashes left by the fire stick, and his face became more and more scratched.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling immediately turned up his sleeves and helped the fat man wipe his face. As a result, he probably didn't expect that the blood on his body had turned into brown blocks without him noticing, and it actually smeared the fat man's face like shit was brushed on his face.

Zhang Qiling was very embarrassed but he remained calm. He had no choice but to try to save the fat man's face under the fat man's bright eyes and the smiling eyes of everyone who knew that he had caused trouble. However, he was clumsy and made things even worse.

It's all over the place, like shit...

"Brother Qi Ling, you wiped it so carefully. How can I, a Fatty, thank you?" The Fatty was so grateful. After all, it was really pleasing to the eyes to see Zhang Qi Ling's beautiful face magnified in front of him. Moreover, it was a blessing from heaven to have such a beautiful woman wipe his face carefully!

Zhang Qiling did not respond, but just gave a gentle smile. He seemed shy after being praised. However, only he knew how nervous he was about the fat man discovering the truth.

Until Huo Dafu couldn't bear it anymore. The fat man's face looked like shit and the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time.

This made the fat man, who happened to turn his head to look for the source of the suppressed laughter, immediately catch the flaw, "Hodolf, why are you laughing? No one is wiping your face. You don't have to be so happy in such a sad situation, right?"

Huo Daof managed to cover the lower half of his face with his trembling hands, but he couldn't suppress the upward curve of the corners of his mouth. His eyes were crooked behind his glasses, and it was obvious that he was planning something dirty.

"I am happy in the midst of sadness. I am extremely envious and jealous. After all, I don't have the blessing to have Zhang Qiling wipe my face." Huo Daof praised against his will, as if his words were full of sincerity.

Xie Yuchen heard this from the side, and helplessly held his forehead, trying to pretend that nothing happened. However, after lowering his head, his shoulders still shook uncontrollably for a few times. Finally, he couldn't help but threw a new handkerchief to Zhang Qiling and said, "Fatty, I think Huo Daofu is right. You can accept Xiao Qi's blessing again, because I think your current level of happiness is still not enough."

The fat man looked at the smiling people in confusion, turned around and saw Zhang Qiling still eager to try another round, so he waved his hand as he felt it was a bit troublesome.

"I'm not a pampered person. I need to wipe myself again with Mr. Hua's precious handkerchief. I feel fine now, really!" The fat man's face was sincere and his tone was honest. It seemed that he was afraid that he would trouble Zhang Qiling again.

Zhang Qiling was at a loss for a moment and was brainstorming. He subjectively thought that he needed to wipe the fat man again to make amends, but the fat man refused again.

Should we do this or not? What if we do it and the other party finds it troublesome? What if we don’t do it and the fat man finds out by looking in the mirror when he goes out? How should we deal with it then?

Just as he was thinking hard, Yan Bucun patted Zhang Qiling on the shoulder. It was probably because of the fusion of the three personalities. He also became mean and even used a kind smile to thoroughly carry out his evil tricks and bad tastes. "It's okay. If Fatty says we don't need it, then we don't need it. We still have to find a new Corpse-Eating King. Wu Yu's time is precious now, and he can't wait too long."

Zhang Qiling knew this and could only feel guilty in his heart. He nodded silently, then put Xie Yuchen's handkerchief into his pocket and immediately walked into the dirt road, ready to wipe the fat man again after reaching a safe area.

Everyone looked at the fat man who had turned into a tabby cat, and no one said anything about the matter. Even when the young man was walking with the fat man, he just slightly curved the corners of his lips, with a deeper meaning.

“Young man, why are you smiling so... mysteriously?” The fat man had been with the other man for so many years, but he really had no idea what the young man’s current expression meant.

He wondered whether the other party was thinking of something fun or something else, but he saw that the young man just responded to his words and suppressed his smile. When his face was gloomy, there was no deterrent power against him, but he did have the unfathomable depth of a hermit.

The fat man blinked twice, and the brown bloodstains on his face moved as if he had been punched twice. The smile that the young man had originally concealed surfaced uncontrollably at the moment when the two looked at each other.

Even Wu Yu, who had suddenly woken up, was still in a daze. He looked up at the fat man and suddenly burst into laughter several times.

The fat man didn't understand, he stroked his chin, and then he suddenly realized something, and he sighed to the sky beside the little brother, "Sure enough, my handsomeness still conquers everyone! Even the naive people like children know how to grin at handsome me, alas... This is talent, there is nothing I can do, I am just too charming, this is really a troublesome thing!!!"

It was completely dark in front of him, and Hei Xiazi walked forward, holding Yan Bucun's shoulder. He could hear the cause and effect of what happened just now, but in order to feel a little involved now, he pretended to be ignorant and leaned close to Yan Bucun's ear with confusion.

"Did the corpse-bugs get into Fatty's brain? I think he's crazy." Hei Xia Zi asked, but his body was obviously shaking. It wasn't entirely because of the pain in his eyes. Most of the reason was probably because he was trying not to laugh.

Yan Bucun pushed Hei Xiazi's head away, knowing that he was addicted to acting again, but he didn't intend to cooperate with the singing, so he replied slowly, "Hei Xiazi, I know you are not deaf, and you know it very well in your heart. It won't work if you pretend to be innocent with me."

"I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere." Hei Xia Zi's tone was still high at the end, and he never changed this habit even when he was in pain.

Although Zhang Qiling was walking in the front, he still heard the conversation between Yan Bucun and Hei Xiazi, so he silently repeated two words in his heart - please.

Hei Xia Zi is a guy who can be obedient and submissive to the point of prostrating himself for money, and when faced with brotherly love, his subconscious reaction is still to please, which is really a pitiful way to make a living.