Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 712 You have to be more professional!

Late at night.

Hu Ming and the blind man had already reached the vicinity of the villa on the mountain.

The villa was surrounded by heavily armed guards.

Hu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly; he had already recognized the identities of these guards.

"They're mercenaries!"

"This guy surnamed Jiao is no ordinary person. He's equipped with considerable military gear. That's really something."

Putting down his binoculars, Hu Ming subconsciously took out a cigarette and exclaimed in admiration.

I bet their guns aren't loaded!

The blind man pushed up his sunglasses, pulled out a pistol from somewhere, and said coolly.

"..."

Hu Ming stared blankly at the man posing and imitating some kind of causal law, and accidentally dropped his lighter into the bushes.

"What are you looking at? I think that's pretty cool."

The blind man felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Hu Ming.

"As expected, the market determines capital. Anti-Japanese war dramas are indeed made for old people like you."

Hu Ming sighed sincerely.

Young men no longer enjoy watching television; who are the main audiences for TV dramas now?
The vast majority were women and elderly people.

Given this, what's so hard to understand about the current state of film and television dramas, with their abundance of young, handsome actors and various anti-Japanese propaganda films?
After all, they didn't make these films for young men!
The essence of film and television dramas is to please the audience. Since you are not the audience's main focus, why should we try to please you?
Right? That's very realistic.

"Never mind...wait for me."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Hu Ming didn't bother to find another one and walked straight out of the dense forest.

"Hey, guys, anyone.have.got.alight?"

With a fluent Seattle accent, Hu Ming casually patted the shoulder of the leader of the patrolling mercenary group in front of him and pointed to the cigarette in his mouth.

"..."

The mercenaries were already stunned, staring dumbfounded at Hu Ming, who had suddenly appeared and acted like a friend.

"We can speak Chinese..."

The leader said blankly.

"Oh, that's good. Can I borrow a light? Would you like one?"

Hu Ming nodded, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and glanced at each one.

"Thank you."

Several mercenaries subconsciously thanked them politely, put down their guns, and took the cigarettes, putting them in their mouths.

The mercenary captain even took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it to Hu Ming.

Thanks!

"You guys go ahead with your work, I won't bother you any longer, see you later!"

Hu Ming took the lighter, lit it, took a deep breath, subconsciously put it in his pocket, and then turned and left.

"..."

The mercenary captain watched Hu Ming leave, then realized, "Damn it!" that the bastard had stolen his lighter!
With a dark expression, he snatched a lighter from his subordinate and lit a cigarette.

"Captain, are we just going to let him go like this?"

"Although the boss said it was enough for us to just go through the motions, isn't this going too far?"

The subordinate scratched his head, looking somewhat bewildered, and asked. They had recognized Hu Ming long ago; when they were hired by Boss Jiao, they had already received several profiles of key figures, and Hu Ming was one of the people they were focusing on.

"What else? Call him back, and then have a gunfight in the middle of the night?"

"I mean, the kind of gunfight where they're so lenient, where you fire hundreds of magazines of bullets and still can't even touch the enemy?"

"Come on, Hollywood's stuff is just to please the audience. In reality, a bunch of people attacking one person isn't a large-scale battlefield requiring overwhelming firepower. It's not that far-fetched."

The captain chuckled, took a deep look at Hu Ming's departing figure, waved, and led his men back the way they came.

The main character has already made a grand entrance, announcing to everyone, "Get ready to put on a show, I'm in position." So, is there any need for these patrolmen?
The mercenary captain had already overestimated Hu Ming, but he never dreamed that...
Dodging bullets with the same cool moves as in The Matrix actually exists in real life!
If a fight really breaks out... Hu Ming will definitely make them question their existence.

Reality is often more absurd than novels and movies.

Because literary creation, at least, has a degree of logic, but in reality... what is logic?
……

"Let's go! The guards are all taken care of; we can just walk in."

Back where they were, Hu Ming called out to the blind man.

It's fucking done!
The blind man who witnessed the whole thing was somewhat bewildered.

From another perspective, it really is all sorted out.

The bewildered blind man instinctively followed Hu Ming's steps, leaving the jungle and arriving at the main road...

The security along the way was truly tight.

However, these guards, well-trained and fully armed, were all tacitly playing the roles of either the Heavenly Emperor player or the StarCraft player.

Hu Ming and his companion walked confidently down the main road, amidst the deathly silence and under the watchful eyes of the mercenaries, heading towards the villa at the end of the road.

"We should have driven here; these private villas never lack parking spaces."

Looking at the nearly one kilometer remaining, Hu Ming sighed sincerely.

"Please, have some decency!"

The blind man's lips twitched as he looked at the mercenaries whose faces were extremely unnatural, and he felt truly sorry for them.

It's worth mentioning that when Hu Ming and his companion passed by, the mercenaries instinctively covered their pockets.

The captain's ordeal has already been communicated to everyone via radio.

This dangerous young man might pull another trick like borrowing a light, which would be no fun at all.

Where can you buy a lighter in these remote mountains and forests?
Moreover, these mercenaries live a life of constant danger, and they never know when they will die. They live for the moment, and most of the money they earn is spent immediately.

In other words, most of their lighters are expensive collector's items!
In short, the captain really lost out this time.

Under silent gaze, Hu Ming and his companion walked confidently across the last main road and arrived at the villa in the mountains.

"Hmm, I'm thinking, we thieves should at least be a little professional, right?"

Hu Ming glanced at the waiter who was staring blankly at them as he passed by the door, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"What are you planning to do now?"

The blind man was becoming numb; this was completely different from his understanding of embedding and burglary.

"Of course, it's about doing what you'd do after you've been discovered!"

Hu Ming said matter-of-factly.

Amidst the bewildered gazes of the blind man and the surrounding mercenaries, and the confused look of the waiter, Hu Ming stepped forward, waved his hand, and gently pressed his thumb against the waiter's carotid artery.

"Damn it..."

Before his eyes went black, the waiter mustered all his strength to give Hu Ming the middle finger before losing consciousness, a gesture of international courtesy to the visitor.

"Damn it..."

The mercenaries' faces darkened. In all their years in this line of work, they had never seen such an arrogant infiltrator!