Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"Are you okay?" Chen Yunyao asked. Although it was Chen Pingyang holding her hand, judging from the current posture, it looked more like she was holding him.

Chen Pingyang was kneeling on the ground, one hand covering his leg that was hit by Hei Xiazi's bullet, the other hand hanging in Chen Yunyao's hand. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and could only agree in a muffled voice, "We were deceived..."

He pulled out the hand that Chen Yunyao was holding. Chen Yunyao's hand was empty. The remaining warmth from the other party left, making her subconsciously stunned. She bit her lips unwillingly and put her hand back into her pocket as if nothing had happened.

Chen Pingyang immediately used a knife to dig out the bullet lodged in his leg, his forehead covered with cold sweat. "Everyone, take care of your wounds, and we'll go on." After he said this to the guys who were shot behind him, he bandaged himself neatly, staggered and tried to stand up, but staggered and almost fell, but was quickly supported by Chen Yunyao.

"Fu Fu is no simple boy." Chen Yunyao supported him. Maybe it was because Hei Xia Zi was gentle with women, but her legs were not injured. Now she is the one with normal mobility in the team.

The black bear who was dragged away was suddenly released by the red line and almost stumbled face down. He looked around. The lights here were brilliant, more magnificent than any golden cave he had ever seen. He was lying in a pile of golden jewels. He finally stood up from it and looked back worriedly, then he saw a horrifying scene.

"No, are you sick? Why did you bring the corpse here?!" Hei Xia Zi cursed.

Zhang Qiling was seen holding Fu Fu in one hand and the dead Chen Minghui in the other. The red lines around him faded and the black pupils of the person in his arms began to blur. It was obvious that he was dead, but Zhang Qiling had no intention of letting him go.

Hei Xia Zi obviously did not understand Zhang Qiling's principles of life. In Zhang Qiling's eyes, Chen Minghui's desire to survive was very strong, so strong that he had to admit it himself. People with his character were destined not to leave the other party alone.

If the explosion had not created chaos, perhaps Chen Minghui would not have died at all. He just protected the weak Fu Fu first under the circumstances at that time, and thus ignored Chen Minghui, who needed protection the most.

He bit his tongue, as if punishing himself, until a fishy-sweet taste filled his mouth, but the regret in his heart did not disappear.

If he could have taken care of both,

Maybe then I can reach out my hand,

Just... just take a little bit more...

Nothing will be like this.

"He didn't close his eyes." The hand that Zhang Qiling was holding Chen Minghui with was obviously his left arm that was bitten by the blood corpse. Even though he was so injured that he couldn't even protect himself, he still had no intention of letting go of Chen Minghui.

He just let go of Fu Fu. Fu Fu had just come face to face with corpses. Humans are always terrified by the death of their own kind, so he quickly moved away from Zhang Qiling and stood next to Hei Xia Zi.

Zhang Qiling held the back of Chen Minghui's head with one hand and supported his waist with the other hand and squatted down. After a series of movements, Chen Minghui was able to lie flat on the ground.

Zhang Qiling had always been the frontline force protecting others. The first time he faced the passing of life, he couldn't believe that people were so fragile. Even the hand that was fixing Chen Minghui's collar became much gentler subconsciously. He didn't have that many words, so he could only refute Hei Xiazi dryly:

"He...is not a corpse." Zhang Qiling said this while closing Chen Minghui's eyelids from top to bottom.

Fu Fu is now standing next to Hei Xia Zi. He is not aware of Zhang Qiling's emotional changes. He can only stare at Hei Xia Zi's gloomy face blankly, trying to find an answer to his confusion, or unconsciously seeking comfort.

However, neither of them could care about Fu Fu at this moment.

Sometimes people always make a common mistake, that is, when someone dies, they tend to ignore the thoughts of the living people around them.

Even if this person's death has nothing to do with oneself.

Hei Xia Zi walked closer and squatted down, carefully observing Chen Minghui's right hand. He picked it up and looked at it for a long time, and finally tore off the wrappings on the ring finger and little finger. What was exposed in front of everyone was the pubic hairline that was somewhat similar to Zhang Qiling's hand. As expected, his guess was correct. The material of the human skin mask was designed to ensure that the length of the other fingers except the index finger and middle finger could be normal and unified.

He twisted Chen Minghui's hand, then pulled Zhang Qiling's hand and rubbed it, then realized something was wrong and spoke up.

"It's a virgin skill, but it's different from the Zhang family's Fa Qiu Finger." Hei Xiazi let go of Chen Minghui's hand and held Zhang Qiling's Fa Qiu Finger alone for comparison. Zhang Qiling's fingers were slender and white, and were particularly prominent against his healthy wheat-colored skin. He went on to say, "The Zhang family's Fa Qiu Finger has been trained for a longer period of time, and their technique of breaking bones and reattaching fingers is famously legendary."

When Zhang Qiling heard about the Zhang family for the first time, he couldn't help but have more doubts, "Zhang family...Fa Qiu finger." He recited, but Hei Xia Zi didn't have time to answer more of his doubts.

"Yes, but this person's Fa Qiu Finger is just a poor imitation. Just like forging a sword, the meteoric iron hammered by an experienced person is often tougher, while a latecomer who has changed his career halfway can turn even the best material into scrap iron." Hei Xia Zi rarely describes so many things, just to make Zhang Qiling understand better.

Fu Fu didn't expect that this involved the Zhang family in the upper three gates. He stood behind the two of them and rubbed his thigh nervously. Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling were studying very deeply. Hei Xia Zi even uttered some increasingly confusing words. He felt that all the hairs on his body were trembling.

This was not due to emotional influence, because when Zhang Qiling turned around, he saw a brilliant white snake lying in a pile of money, lying behind Fu Fu.

The huge triangular snake head overlapped with Fu Fu's thin body, making Fu Fu, who didn't even know what was behind him, look particularly small.

"Kid, come here." The black bear bowed and waved to Fu Fu, and pushed the frame of his glasses leisurely with his other hand. The action was so casual that it was provocative. Fortunately, the white snake noticed the black bear, spit out its scarlet tongue, twisted its body and crawled over here.

Just as Fu Fu was about to take a step, he heard the sound of something rubbing against the ground. The rough and crushed sounds bombarded into his head. He didn't dare to look at it directly. He could only observe with his peripheral vision that a white and golden thing passed by him.

It was a snake beyond human imagination. Its scales reflected the warm luster of white jade, and there was a sticky substance on them, which made it stick to a lot of gold and silver treasures when it moved. This made it look more like a pillar embroidered with intricate gold.

It is huge, the kind of huge that is absolutely crushing.

Zhang Qiling stood up and prepared for attack, ready to draw his knife at any time. Just as the white snake rushed towards the two of them, he moved and chose to grab Chen Minghui's body and push Chen Minghui into the corner.

Gunshots continued to ring out. Hei Xia Zi didn't expect that Zhang Qiling still had time to take care of Chen Minghui. He cursed in his heart, but his attacks became more and more fierce.

The bullets could not penetrate the white snake's scales, or perhaps the treasures protected the white snake's shell to a certain extent. Hei Xia Zi could only put the gun back to his waist, attracting its attention while running and thinking of a solution.

At this time, Zhang Qiling had already rushed forward and brushed past the white snake that was rushing towards Hei Xia Zi. The snake's head slowly turned towards Zhang Qiling, and its reaction was obviously a little slow.

Zhang Qiling grabbed Fu Fu's shoulders and threw him towards Hei Xia Zi like a ball. Hei Xia Zi, who was hugging Fu Fu in confusion, didn't understand what Zhang Qiling wanted to do. He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but something sharp was pressed against his abdomen.

The one who threatened Hei Xia Zi with a knife was none other than Fu Fu who turned around and smiled brightly at him. The knife was a soft one, and because it had just been pulled out, the blade was still bouncing back. Hei Xia Zi could see all the cold light it reflected. Hei Xia Zi was entangled all over by the red line that suddenly appeared. He couldn't move his legs, couldn't stretch out his hands, and couldn't even speak. He was completely unable to move, and felt like he was about to die with his head hanging from a beam.

Zhang Qiling, who was standing next to the White Snake, seemed to have anticipated Fu Fu's betrayal. He just looked at them indifferently, with a pleading tone, as if he was reciting his last words. He said:

"Please... take him home."

Hei Xia Zi thought Zhang Qiling was talking to him and shook his head violently to refuse. The person he wanted to take home was not the little bastard Fu Fu, but it was like a cliché kidnapping scene in TV dramas. Because of his resistance, he was tied up several times by the red string including his mouth. The red string fixed his shaking head, so Hei Xia Zi could only look forward.

He watched Fu Fu turn around, but the knife in his hand did not move away, and he even cut his fine leather jacket a little deeper. He didn't know whether Hei Xia Zi was worried about his jacket or his life, and he couldn't help but frown.

Fu Fu smiled at Zhang Qiling with a bright smile, and her expression was just like when she was acting coquettishly towards Chen Minghui.

Fu Fu was the only one present who could talk to Zhang Qiling. Hei Xia Zi confirmed that Zhang Qiling was really not talking to him. He made intermittent mumbling sounds. Fu Fu's knife went deeper. This time the tip of the knife pierced his leather jacket and stuck to the fabric of his inner clothes.

Fu Fu answered obediently, "Okay."

The next second after he finished speaking, Zhang Qiling was caught by the giant snake. The white snake did not bite him, but instead carried Zhang Qiling to a deeper nest and disappeared from Hei Xia Zi's sight.