Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Chapter 284 I hate you

The Wang family members who were still ambushing on the eaves and the door were also dumbfounded by such a scene.

Perhaps it was because they had never encountered such supernatural phenomena before, so when they looked at each other, they only felt fear of the unknown.

But Wang Zhuo, who was able to replace the leader, jumped down in one go and aimed his gun at the fat man's head who was almost falling backwards. But the next second, he felt his gun being knocked away, and his wrist bone was instantly broken.

Wang Zhuo took a closer look and realized that it was a stick with a dragon pattern on the shell.

"Xie family, Xie Yuchen!" Wang Zhuo immediately recognized the person.

Xie Yuchen and Wu Yu rushed out and immediately protected Fatty and Du Jing behind them. However, they were surrounded by the Wang family in front of them, and Yan Bucun was out of control and crazy behind them. Wu Yu gritted his teeth and used the pain to stay awake. He quickly said, "Get rid of them first, and then take the people out."

"If we put it down now, what if they move away?!" The fat man looked quite funny as he hunched over, carrying Wang Xiaoyuan on his back and leaning over to hug Wang Can.

Wu Yu fired his gun, killing Wang Zhuo instantly. His previously hidden brutality and hatred for the Wang family burst out at this moment. "Then kill them all before they get close to me."

"I'll do as you say." The fat man threw the man to the ground, and then, under the cover of Wu Yi and Jie Yuchen, he tied Wang Can and Wang Xiaoyuan together with a rope and pushed them behind the sandbags.

Then, the fat man raised his chin and was about to ask others if they had anything else to say, but then he saw Jie Yuchen flash over, picked up the dragon-patterned stick, and knocked the Wang family's guns down with one blow.

In the emergency, the fat man could only purse his lips, grab the gun on the ground and start shooting. The dense bullets collided, and for a moment it was impossible to tell who was who in the turbulent yellow sand.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qiling in the Operations Department felt that his gloves were soaked through by something like corruption. Yan Bucun's attack was not directed at him, but he could always feel the vibration when those lines passed through his skin.

Unable to use its own strength, it produces an immune response and begins to violently attack the outside world.

Hei Xia Zi wanted to pull Zhang Qiling out, but was whipped by the red line. In an instant, his cheek felt as painful as if an electric current had passed through it. Blood oozed out and flowed down to the corner of his lips, making him lick it subconsciously.

It has been a long time since I felt such a sense of crisis, and Hei Xiazi felt a sense of excitement despite his worries.

So, after Hei Xia Zi looked at the young man and confirmed that the young man could move Zhang Qiling's hand a little, he picked up the gun and fired a burst of bullets while Zhang Qiling was still unconscious.

Since Yan Busun wanted these eggs, he would just make them useless. But who knew that as the black bear broke more and more eggs, Yan Busun's movements stopped, but the liquid began to spread out.

The smell that was originally unscented now sounded like canned herrings mixed with stinky tofu, giving off a smell like a rotting corpse that had been vomited for the entire summer. When Ren Zhang Qiling completely pulled his hand out, he almost vomited.

But Zhang Qiling still kept himself together, quickly opened his gloves and took out Yan Bucun. After absorbing enough energy, Yan Bucun began to become as hot as a boiled egg, so hot that Zhang Qiling almost couldn't hold it.

But soon, YanBuCun began to brighten again, and even its shell became transparent. Just when Zhang Qiling saw the small human figure in it and thought that YanBuCun was about to break out of the shell, he saw that a sharp fragment hidden in it was larger than YanBuCun's body.

A huge force collided in this egg that looked like a mullet, and in the clear and dazzling scarlet, the tiny octopus's body twitched for a moment, and then fell silent.

Zhang Qiling's eyes trembled. He knew that this was a sign that Yuntong felt that it could replace Yan Bucun, the host, after absorbing the energy. However, he could not split the bead. After all, no one could predict the result.

Zhang Qiling sat on the ground, holding Yan Bucun, and Hei Xiazi immediately pulled him up, "It's not advisable to stay here for long. You have to meet up with my disciples first."

"Yan, Yan Bucun..." Zhang Qiling pronounced Yan Bucun's name haltingly as he followed Hei Xiazi and the little brother out.

He endured the burning temperature of the bead and clenched it tightly.

The young man turned his head and saw Zhang Qiling's panicked look. He knew what he was afraid of, but Zhang Qiling was protecting Yan Bucun very tightly, making it difficult to see the specific situation. "What's going on?"

"It's bad, it's bad!" Zhang Qiling tried hard to phrase himself, but his wrist was in Hei Xia Zi's hand and he couldn't stop after turning over one corpse after another.

After everyone gathered together, Zhang Qiling settled down in the middle of the place filled with the corpses of the Wang family.

He stared intently at the red jade bead in his hand that had dimmed, but could not see the happy figure of the little octopus or any red lines.

At the same time, what Zhang Qiling saw was that the whole world was covered in blood, and even the air was filled with the smell of everyone's sweat.

The wind blew up the yellow sand mercilessly, bouncing Zhang Qiling's soft blade which had not been used to cut through any raw material or blood this time.

"He...can't go home?"

When Zhang Qiling asked the question, he felt that the sound did not seem to roll out of his throat, because it was a kind of difficulty and choking that he had never experienced before, with an unknown pain in his heart.

After a long while, he raised his head from his stuttering and met everyone's tearful gazes. However, he saw in them a regret that he had never understood in the past.

Zhang Qiling didn't understand, and even looked down again with a little surprise, but he realized from his open palm that the bead had disappeared.

All that was left was a small red fragment shaped like an eye.

This is a sign that Yan Bucun and Yuntong have completely merged. Yan Bucun has become intertwined with that unknown force and has even lost his own identity.

Zhang Qiling didn't want to believe it, so he stared at the broken stone that wouldn't move, and wet liquid flowed out of his eye sockets.

He wanted to wipe it with his sleeve, but Wu Yu held down his dirty arm.

But the soft blade still in his hand reflected his red eyes sharply, and what was rippled in his eyes was still the incomprehension of this world and the confusion about Yan Bucun's departure.

Although Zhang Qiling does not understand Yan Bucun's love, it does not mean that he does not remember Yan Bucun's kindness.

After all, Yan Bucun was a person who indulged him unconditionally. He was the one who made him worried from the beginning during their past interactions, but in the end, even he, who could only distinguish between good guys and bad guys, called him a good guy.

Yan Bucun would say some incomprehensible words, write some obscure texts, and use his eyes, which clearly could not see through the outer shell, to focus on his soul essence.

His hands were warm, and even the reflection from the lenses was soft. He was also a very supportive person, unlike himself who was not good at talking. He would eat up everything the fat man made, and then take the initiative to clean up the dishes with a smile.

He is not talkative, but he will not hesitate to brag about his ability to drink milk tea without any instruction. Even though he is very boring and just likes to bask in the sun in the yard for an afternoon, he thinks that a lazy guy like him is the best Aqi in the world.

"Go back first and let Du Jing take a look at it with the instrument." Wu Yu saw that Zhang Qiling was in a bad mood, so he pressed his hand down, then patted his shoulder and comforted him dryly, "Bu Cun will be fine, we will go home together."

When Zhang Qiling heard Wu Yu's words, she just pursed her lips and stared at the fragments in her palm, tears falling from her eyes, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Yan Bu Cun...

You became smaller again without saying a word, and you left us and became a bad guy who left alone.

I hate you,

Hate you.

(End of the article)