Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 725 Gunfight?

Daily life in the mute village... well, how should I put it?

For a blind man, it was incredibly boring, absolutely boring. He couldn't do anything but drink and daydream in the yard every day.

For Hu Ming, however, the test was utter torture.

Hu Ming had wondered more than once whether the mute girl had ADHD, or was she simply overly curious?
Under Hu Ming's strict watchful eye, she didn't have the chance to sneak into the temple and get herself killed. However, this meant...

The mute girl poured all her pent-up energy into Hu Ming.

"You're so annoying! Please, can't you have some self-respect as a girl? Have you forgotten about the traditional virtues of obedience and submission?"

In the courtyard, Hu Ming, who had been looking forward to sunbathing and slacking off, was pulled up from the rattan chair by the mute girl. Dejected, he snatched the blind man's sunglasses and put them on his eyes, indicating that he didn't want to see him and that he was too annoyed.

"Damn it, what business is it of mine if you two are flirting! You're just innocent bystanders suffering the consequences."

The blind man closed his eyes with lightning speed, pulled out an identical pair of sunglasses from his pocket, put them on with satisfaction, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the bright sunshine, a blind person is no different from a truly blind person.

"Who's flirting? Are your eyes just for decoration? If you don't need them, you can donate them to disabled people!"

Hu Ming and the mute girl simultaneously confronted the blind man.

One spoke, the other gestured.

"I didn't believe your nonsense! You guys go ahead and play. I'm going to the village entrance to check. Wu Erbai said he'll definitely be here today, so I'll go and greet him."

The blind man rolled his eyes, reluctantly left the comfortable rattan chair, pushed open the door, and headed out of the village.

at this time…

boom!
bang bang bang!
A continuous barrage of gunfire erupted from the direction of the village entrance.

"Something's happened!"

"Wu Erbai, with his cunning and treacherous nature, would never so easily engage in a firefight with the villagers. It's the Jiao family!"

Hu Ming suddenly stood up, his lazy and disdainful expression vanishing instantly, replaced by a cold and stern look, as he exchanged a glance with the blind man.

"Stand here and don't move. I'll go buy you some oranges. You know what I mean? Hide well and don't get caught."

Hu Ming pressed down on the mute girl, who was eager to go out and explore, and gave her a stern warning.

"..."

The mute girl's face fell, and she pouted. She wanted to retort, but seeing Hu Ming's serious expression, she nodded helplessly.

After Hu Ming and the blind man disappeared from sight, the mute girl who had been sitting in the courtyard suddenly realized what was happening.
Did Hu Ming take advantage of her just now, Orange?
"Pooh!"

The mute girl spat lightly, her teeth itching with hatred. She decided that when he came back, she would definitely tell him: "I'll only eat two, the rest are yours."

Even so, the mute girl looked in the direction Hu Ming had left with worry in her eyes.

The gunfire at the village entrance... was too intense!
In fact, things were somewhat different from what Hu Ming had guessed.

The matter is not that simple. It wasn't a conflict between Boss Jiao's men and the villagers, or rather, Boss Jiao was simply massacring the villagers; rather…

Wu Erbai and Boss Jiao ran into each other.

Bang bang bang!!
"Damn it! How unlucky! I just arrived at this awful village and haven't even seen Hu Ming or the blind man yet, and I've already run into this jinx?"

A bullet struck the tree trunk above their heads. Fatty instinctively pressed down on Wu Xie beside him, spat out the dirt in his mouth, and grimaced in complaint.

"These people are clearly well-trained and fully armed. They are definitely not the local rabble. They are professionals, probably mercenaries hired by the man surnamed Jiao. This is troublesome."

After squinting and observing the area, Wu Xie couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"Alright, you two, stop talking nonsense. Don't you know the time? Fatty, you take Xiao Xie and get out of here first. His body is already very weak and he can't be tortured like this."

"Also, Liu Sang should come along. Go to the rear, lest he get killed by a stray bullet."

After making some rough arrangements, Wu Erbai, amidst the hail of bullets, crept up to the two men and shouted, "No, Second Uncle, I..."

"Stop talking nonsense! This isn't child's play. Jiao is a ruthless man, and the mercenaries he brought are all cold-blooded killers. In your condition, staying here will only cause trouble!"

"Vest, why aren't you taking your boss and leaving here?"

Wu Erbai gave a stern rebuke and gave instructions to the vest that followed him.

"okay!"

"Don't worry, we'll make sure our little darling gets to the rear safely, without him suffering even the slightest injury."

Fatty and Kan Jian responded and simultaneously signaled to Liu Sang with their eyes. Under the cover of fire, the group quickly retreated to the rear.

"Young man, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with the rest of the work. Although I brought quite a few people with me just in case, they're not professionals after all."

Frowning at the slightly disadvantageous situation, Wu Erbai looked for help at the young man who was silently leaning against a tree trunk with a knife in his arms.

"..."

The young man nodded, and just as he lifted his hood, about to do something, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Two figures wearing identical sunglasses stealthily approached the village entrance, successfully using the camera angle to avoid the sight of Boss Jiao's men, and then made hand gestures in this direction.

……

"Wu Erbai, can you hear me? I know you're right there, you can definitely hear me!"

"When I found out you sent people to steal from my house, I knew you were looking for the same thing as me."

"The secret of those two bronze ears took me a lot of time to figure out, but I still couldn't solve it, so I deliberately let them go."

"Look, there will always be hunting dogs to scout the way for me!"

Under the protection of a group of masked mercenaries, Boss Jiao, with his small mustache and ponytail, laughed smugly, took off his round hat, and bowed in the direction where Wu Erbai was hiding.

"That son of a bitch is pretty arrogant..."

An untimely, mocking voice came from behind, and Boss Jiao immediately turned around.

Bang bang bang!!
A muffled gunshot rang out, and eight bullets were accurately delivered into the heads of the mercenaries guarding the man surnamed Jiao.

Before they could even groan, the eight mercenaries collapsed to the ground, leaving behind a trail of red and gray unidentified substances.

Jiao's clean checkered suit was stained red, and his carefully groomed appearance was ruined.

It's Hu Ming.

Holding two flashy golden Desert Eagles in his hands, he struck a strange pose and changed magazines in the blink of an eye with movements and speeds that were hard for ordinary people to comprehend.

With an extremely bizarre movement, he twisted and shifted his body, and dozens of bullets fired from the muzzles of guns didn't even touch Hu Ming's clothes!
Even while using gunfighting techniques to draw out the enemy's energy, Jiang Nan always managed to find the perfect moment to fire. His golden twin pistols continuously spewed flames, and each shot accurately took down an unlucky soul.

bang bang bang!
Before Boss Jiao could say anything about the sudden change in the situation, gunshots rang out again from the direction of the village.

The blind man knew he couldn't match Hu Ming's incredible skill on the front lines, so he could only quietly snap the neck of a lone mercenary and then snipe him around the village.

puff!
The sound of cold wind tearing through skin could be heard.

The young man astutely seized the best opportunity.

Taking advantage of the brief moment of panic among the people brought by the man surnamed Jiao, he darted out like a cheetah, his black knife transforming into the scythe of death, severing the necks of several people in mere seconds.

In the face of true masters, numbers do not necessarily equate to strength.

Hosa, who was originally thinking about whether to take advantage of the chaos to fire a couple of shots, saw this scene and silently signaled his men to move off the field.

“I remember him. He impressed me greatly during our few collaborations. Ning’s man, your brother-in-law, Hosa, I think we should do something.”

Hosa's deputy, a man of Caucasian descent who had been brought in from Aning ten years ago, grinned.