Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

After reading the records, Zhang Qilin screened the information about the Wang family.

Extract the useful ones and let others deal with them.

As for those things like deliberately beating the coach during training and adding salt to their food, he pretended not to see anything.

The Zhang family doesn't have such a childish child.

After the Chinese New Year, he will be only twelve years old, and this child has not received systematic training from the Zhang family.

Tattoos must also be put on.

So Zhang Haijun was happy for only two days, and he started howling like a ghost all day long. Because he moved around, he was given a shot, but he was stubborn. His body couldn't move, but he could still shout with his mouth.

It's just terrifying.

Zhang Haifeng tapped the ground with his toes frantically. He wanted to run, but he didn't know who he really was.

He swore.

At this time, even Zhang Qilin, who was basking in the sun on the roof, felt pain in his ears.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

Zhang Haijun's screams and howls attracted all the cats that were basking in the sun with nothing to do at Zhang's house.

Tattoo master, Zhang Xingyuan, with a smile on his face, grabbed Zhang Haijun, took the tools and started tattooing in the square for everyone to see.

Zhang Haifeng also thoughtfully moved out tables and chairs to make it easier for Zhang Xingyuan to get the tattoo done so that his friend could lie down smoothly.

Zhang Haijun: . . .

People can die, but they can’t die like this, his innocence!!!

"Zhang Haifeng, you bastard! You are helping the tyrant! We have such a good relationship, but you actually... ah... be gentle, uncle, this is my meat!"

Zhang Haifeng: . . .

A good member of the Zhang family shouldn't open his mouth.

Zhang Xingyuan didn't care. It was this wild unicorn that offended him.

He is the only Kirin who is so noisy.

He has been tattooing for his people for a hundred years, but he has never met anyone who can scream so well.

The Zhang family has lost all its face.

The wine poured down his body, making Zhang Haijun's body look even whiter and more tender.

Zhang Haijun: It’s very cold, chilling to the core, but my heart is also elated.

After disinfecting the silver needle, Zhang Xingyuan began the pigeon blood tattoo, which was mixed with many of the Zhang family's keys.

Zhang Haijun felt that this was the Zhang family version of Rong Mama, and he was a man.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

So later on he lost all shame and started screaming wildly after being seen naked.

Using the dialect I learned on the road, sometimes I called you Goddess, sometimes I knew that you, an old man, were very bad. . . .

Anyway, it was all messed up.

So Zhang Xingyuan smiled evilly and said, it’s okay, the little Qilin looks very lively, you can poke it with more force.

So he gave her a shot.

Zhang Haijun groaned, "You pierced my bones."

Zhang Xingyuan had a blank expression on his face. “Really? Then I’ll continue.”

Just like that, the two members of the Zhang family, one big and one small, refused to admit defeat and called out to all the Zhang family members who didn't want to come over and peeped their heads in from all angles.

Hiss, my uncle is so cruel, it hurts so much.

Those who had tattoos before and didn't scream were relieved. Fortunately, they managed to hold it in.

Otherwise, this is what will happen.

My cousin controls his strength really well. It doesn't hurt my body or bones, but it hurts.

Qiongqi’s was not so painful, they could bear it.

Those who had Qilin tattoos looked at Zhang Haijun with sympathy.

Little Qilin, don't scream. This is still the back. If you hit the front, you will not want to live anymore. That is really painful.

After all, the flesh on the front is tender, especially the chest area, where there are small buns.

Zhang Haijun: .

"Zhang Haifeng, come here quickly and strangle me to unconsciousness."

He doesn’t want to see his bun being tattooed! ! ! !

Zhang Haifeng felt a little hot watching this. How could such fair skin with dense bloodstains spread across it look so beautiful?

It is impossible to strangle someone unconscious.

He didn't hear it.

Some people touch their chest unconsciously, well, it hurts!

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Look no further!

He was in pain at first too!

But looking at Zhang Haijun's appearance, he felt that his uncle was very good to him.

When Zhang Xingyuan put down his tools, the other members of the Zhang family pretended to be busy and left quietly.

Zhang Qilin was on the roof, and his uncle didn't dare to say anything about him because he was the clan leader.

"Okay, don't get wet for a month."

Zhang Xingyuan happily packed up his tools and left. Others who had sharp ears and heard what was said walked even faster.

Even Zhang Haifeng couldn't help but look at his uncle, wasn't it just a week?

So my uncle is so scary.

The Zhang family’s recovery ability is very strong.

It took a whole month for them to light candles for this wild unicorn.

As a patriarch, Zhang Qilin certainly didn't hear it.

Zhang Haifeng carefully carried Zhang Haijun back to the yard to rest.

He was also considerate enough to change him into clean clothes.

Fortunately, the Zhang family does not attract mosquitoes, especially Qilin, otherwise it would be a feast for the gluttons!

Zhang Haijun was lying on the kang, leaning sideways, feeling uncomfortable both frontally and backally.

He cried out in pain weakly.

Zhang Haifeng stuffed a candy into his mouth.

"It won't hurt after you eat it!"

Zhang Haijun rolled his eyes.

"It's a lie. It hurts."

Even in the end times, being hit by zombies would hurt a lot and he would scream.

"Ouch, that hurts! It hurts!"

Zhang Haifeng: . . .

He should just go and bring his food and have a meal at the same time.

As a result, when he was eating, he saw the chicken stewed with mushrooms and ate a big bowl of it, then had a bowl of mixed noodles, a bowl of fragrant barbecue, and some hot pot. He almost forgot about Zhang Haijun.

The new chief is so nice. The food here is delicious. They used to eat tasteless food, but now they have evolved.

When I brought the noodles with gravy back, Zhang Haijun was already eating buns to fill his stomach!

He snorted twice when he smelled the aroma of food on Zhang Haifeng, mainly because he knew that he couldn't eat those now.

Zhang Haifeng: . . .

Dog nose? It smells bad!

Zhang Haijun: Of course. People in the last days are most sensitive to two things: one is the sense of danger, and the other is the smell of food.

Others didn't work, like when the Wang family kept trying to plant intrigues in his head during class.

Sure enough, being brainless and unable to understand is innate.

It cannot be compensated for later.

But it doesn’t matter. He is very strong and can expose himself if he can’t win. He is determined not to be a test subject.

Splash them with blood and take a few of them away.

In this way, Zhang Haijun lived a life served by Zhang Haifeng. He almost said, "Xiao Fengzi, get up."

In addition to attending classes, Zhang Haifeng also has to bring meals to his ancestors, but who can blame him for being willing to do that?

Zhang Haike felt that he had met his match, especially the clan leader. If he did this, the clan leader would probably pull him to the martial arts field to fight.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

This must be a very dirty curse.

He kind of misses the blind man, and he hopes he can see him when he goes abroad to study.

He is rich, the blind man must like him very much.

Zhang Haijun doesn’t know that the Zhang family has more courses than the Wang family, because the Wang family learns from the Zhang family, which is a bit similar in form but not in spirit.

This is simply an injustice for Zhang Haijun, who doesn't like studying.

There are homework and exams everywhere, and I also get beaten! ! ! !