Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

"Tsk!"

Hu Ming clicked his tongue in displeasure.

To put it bluntly, no one in this world can ambush Hu Ming!
Whether it's his bug-like ability to sense danger or his five senses that far surpass those of ordinary people, Hu Ming can ensure that he can monitor his surroundings at any time and make predictions about dangers that are almost like foresight.

Without turning his head, Hu Ming drew his knife and slashed.

With a sharp blade held before his temple, he flicked his wrist in a subtle arc, precisely severing the incoming projectile in two.

Two hemispherical metal balls flew out from behind Hu Ming's ears.

This is Chenpi Asi's signature dish—iron pellets.

"What skillful hands! What a sharp sword!"

A hoarse and cold voice came from the darkness.

Chen Pi Asi, thin and frail, slowly walked forward.

At this point, Chen Pi Asi's image had changed drastically compared to before.

His upper body clothing had disappeared, revealing his muscular upper body...

Yes, strong and robust, with a powerful and muscular physique like that of a young man.

Even Chen Pi's face, which had previously been wrinkled like withered tree bark, became smooth and glossy.

The biggest change is in Chenpi's hair, which is now jet black and shiny, and looks damp and cold, making people think of water at first glance.

Her hair, stretched to her waist, moved as if it were alive, even without wind.

They looked like a bunch of repulsive tentacles.

"All you ever do is spout nonsense."

"Seriously, old man, wouldn't it be better to enjoy your last moments? Why do you have to rush off to your death?"

Hu Ming sighed.

The changes in Chenpi undoubtedly indicate that he has begun to show signs of becoming a zombie.

However, this process happened far too quickly.

It had only been a little over a day since the group split up.

Logically speaking, although there is no precise standard for the time it takes for a zombification to occur, as it varies from person to person, it is not something that can be completed in just one day.

Although Chenpi is already an old man with one foot in the grave.

Thinking of this, Hu Ming narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, the old guy's previous resurrection had come at a price.

Although it's unknown what exactly the old man obtained, his resurrection from death and subsequent transformation into a zombie was undoubtedly accelerated significantly.

"I really envy you guys, Hu Ming, and Zhang Qiling."

"An eternally youthful face, a lifespan that seems bottomless—do you know how painful it is for me to face my aging body, which is gradually heading towards death, every day?"

"This world is extremely unfair!"

"People like you, who are born with a constitution that countless people dream of, will never understand my pain!"

Chen Pi didn't care about Jiangnan's impolite words at all. He grinned, and his white teeth gleamed under the spotlight.

It's like a wild beast that will devour its prey!
“I know that the treasure I dug out from underground is incomplete and flawed.”

"The changes I've undergone are the best proof of that. But thankfully, I still have time!"

"The historical records about the Wan Nu Emperor of Dongxia are utter garbage!" "There has only ever been one true Wan Nu King! The Wan Nu King possesses the true and complete method of immortality; he is my hope!"

"However, before that, Hu Ming, Zhang Qiling, perhaps I can get some surprises from you two..."

"Especially you, Hu Ming, your eyes are truly extraordinary. Tell me, what would happen if I gouged out your eyes and replaced them with mine? Would I gain that strange ability?"

Chen Pi glanced greedily at the Twelve-Handed Slave King who stepped out of the stone coffin, then shifted his gaze to Hu Ming.

God knows how that blind old bastard managed to convey such a complex look through his sunglasses!
"Chen Pi Asi, you don't understand anything..."

"You think you know everything just because you've only scratched the surface?"

"You don't understand anything at all!"

Hu Ming sighed.

He could sense Chenpi's obsession with life, but the worst thing in doing anything is to have only a superficial understanding and yet be self-righteous.

Undoubtedly, Chenpi is such a person right now.

"Alright, enough of the nonsense. My brother and I are in a hurry."

"Please, just die already, stop getting in my way, Chen Pi Asi!"

A cold glint flashed in Hu Ming's eyes.

This old fellow has already decided to kill him, coveting his eyes, and there's no need to leave him to rot in the Heavenly Palace.

Compared to the corpse of the Twelve-Handed Slave King who acted solely on instinct, Chen Pi, that ruthless old man, was undoubtedly the greatest threat.

The white mist rose again, and a second black-gold sword appeared in Hu Ming's left hand.

The next moment, Hu Ming disappeared from the spot, his figure like smoke, silently drifting towards Chen Pi Asi.

Seeing this, the young man shifted his gaze from Chen Pi Asi to the corpse of Wan Nu Wang, who was slowly walking towards him. This one also needed to be dealt with.

Wan Nu Wang is indeed the gatekeeper of the Bronze Gate.

But he was already dead; what we see now is just a mutated corpse.

"Old man, I must say, you've got a good dream, but unfortunately, just like I said before, you've got the wrong target!"

"You want my eyes? Fine! Try it with the second life you were given!"

In just a few breaths, Hu Ming had covered a distance of dozens of meters and arrived not far in front of Chen Pi.

He turned his head and sideways to dodge several iron pellets that came straight at him.

He exerted force with his feet again, leaping across the remaining distance, and raised his sword to strike.

Two precious swords tore through the air.

With a single stroke, he slashed at the carotid artery of the dried tangerine peel.

The other knife was held in a reverse grip and stabbed towards Chen Pi's heart.

Hu Ming knew that Chen Pi was also top-notch in terms of skill, and these two blows were not enough to kill him.

However, with the added advantage of "gun-fu," Chen Pi already had a clear idea of ​​the possibilities for dodging, blocking, and counterattacking.

The next blow would be his death!
However, to Hu Ming's surprise, Chen Pi retreated instead of advancing when faced with such fierce blows.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face as he flicked iron pellets in his hand, attempting to delay Jiang Nan's movements.

at the same time
Chen Pi's hair cascaded down her back, spreading out like a real witch, manipulating the strands to extend and engulf Hu Ming!