Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 369 Human Flesh Kite
The sandstorm outside was extremely intense, as evidenced by the yellow sand pounding against the car windows.

However, only when you get out of the car and face the sandstorm head-on can you truly experience the terror of nature's wrath.

The sandstorm blotted out the sun, and the yellow sand lashed against the exposed skin, causing a sharp, painful sting.

Wearing goggles, trench coats, and face shields, the group trudged through the quicksand with difficulty.

Actually, compared to the quicksand areas in the desert, the quicksand bed is much gentler.

At the very least, when a person walks on it, they won't sink so deep that not a single hair can be found in the blink of an eye.

If this area were quicksand, without a doubt, these convoys would have all sunk to the bottom of the sand before they even realized what was happening.

According to the agreement made in the car, Aning's people would be handled by Aning and the white driver.

Hu Ming, Xiao Ge, and Hei Xiazi were responsible for Wu Xie, as well as Ding Zhuo Ma and Chen Wen Jin.

"That direction, blind man, do you see it? Keep walking, and you'll find Wu Xie!"

In the storm, Hu Ming pointed behind the car and shouted at the top of his lungs.

In this climate, you can't hear a sound unless you shout at the top of your lungs right next to someone, even if they are right in front of you.

ok !!!
The blind man gave Hu Ming an OK sign, checked his weapons, and then strode off in the direction Hu Ming had indicated.

Hu Ming's intuition was exceptionally sharp, almost like a premonition!

This is something that everyone who gets along well with Hu Ming knows.

The blind man had no doubt about this.

Hu Ming pointed in that direction, so Wu Xie must be somewhere in that direction.

"Brother, I'm counting on you to find me a safe haven!"

"I'll go and bring Dingzhuo Zhuoma and the others out!"

Similarly, Hu Ming yelled at the young man.

The young man calmly nodded, gripped the black gold sword tightly, and staggered away.

After watching the two leave, Hu Ming used his intuition to determine the direction, cursed the damn sandstorm under his breath, and slowly walked towards Chen Wenjin and the others' car.

Along the way, Hu Ming was driving against the wind. Large amounts of yellow sand, gravel, and even equipment and luggage blown away from the convoy behind him were constantly hitting him like cannonballs.

This is also thanks to Hu Ming's almost supernatural intuition.

Whenever something is accelerated to a dangerous speed by the sandstorm and hits us head-on, we can always take evasive action first.

It must be said that in such a terrifying sandstorm, even the slightest movement of turning one's head becomes extremely difficult.

Dingzhuo Ma and Chen Wenjin's car was located in the very center of the convoy.

The vehicles in the convoy were spaced at least several hundred meters apart.
This nearly one-kilometer journey was not easy.

It took Hu Ming a full half hour to get here.

The rear half of the car that Chen Wenjin and the others were riding in had sunk almost halfway into the ground.

Inside the car, the lights remained on.

Clearly, the women in the vehicle were unaware that it had sunk into a bed of quicksand.

During a violent sandstorm, it's common sense to stay in a relatively safe carriage as much as possible.

But at this moment, this common sense could cost them their lives at any moment. Bang bang bang!!!
Reaching the car window, Hu Ming clenched his fist and pounded on it repeatedly, while shining a spotlight onto the window.

This is to attract the attention of the people inside the car.

After a few breaths, the car door was opened from the inside.

Almost the instant the car door opened, a cloud of sand rushed in through the gap.

The person who opened the door was blown back by the strong wind.

At the same time, a muffled groan was heard.

Hmm, looks like that slam from being blown back by the wind really hurt him!
Hu Ming could see clearly that the person who opened the car door was Chen Wenjin.

The mouth beneath the sand-proof scarf stretched into a gloating grin.

They received the same treatment when they got off the bus!
"Damn it!"

"Hu Ming, what are you doing? Why are you out here in this weather instead of staying in your car?"

Chen Wenjin’s loud complaints came from the harsh sandstorm.

Hu Ming was too lazy to waste his breath explaining.

Without saying a word, he reached in, grabbed Chen Wenjin's arm, pulled her out, and pointed at the wheels that had already trapped in the quicksand bed.

Chen Wenjin's struggling movements suddenly froze, her entire body being lifted by Hu Ming with one hand and swaying in the sandstorm.
It's...very much like a human kite.
Fortunately, before opening the door, the people inside the car wisely put on goggles and scarves to cover their mouths and noses.

Otherwise, just that one blow would have been enough to make them suffer.

A few minutes later, the people in the car struggled to get out and followed Hu Ming on his arduous journey.

Zaxi carried his grandmother Dingzhu Zhuoma on his back, and followed closely behind Hu Ming with the driver from Xinjiang.

And Chen Wenjin…

"What the hell? How old are you? Still messing around with this diet stuff?"

"Holy crap, with your weight, a gust of wind could blow you away! I'm not exaggerating at all!"

During the sandstorm, Hu Ming, with one arm around Chen Wenjin, loudly complained in dissatisfaction.

To be honest, this really wasn't Hu Ming trying to take advantage of Chen Wenjin.

The woman had just stood still when a gust of wind blew her away!
This is not an exaggeration, it's the truth!
If Hu Ming hadn't been quick-witted and agile, who knows where that woman would have been blown away to.

"What's wrong with girls loving beauty? Huh? Isn't this all your men's fault? You all like angelic faces and devilish figures. Otherwise, who would bother to lose weight for no reason?!"

"And how could I have known we'd encounter such a terrible situation? I should have carried a hundred pounds of lead with me!!!"

Even though speaking was extremely difficult in the sandstorm, Chen Wenjin still stubbornly argued with Hu Ming.

Suddenly, a warning bell rang in Hu Ming's mind, and instinctively, he pulled Chen Wenjin sideways a few steps in the sandstorm.

The next instant, the surroundings suddenly lit up, and a scorching flash of light disappeared past Hu Ming's head.

"What the hell?! Who the hell did this?! They dare to fire a signal flare in this awful weather?"

"If I find out which bastard did this, I'll shove that bastard's head up his ass!!!"

As he smelled the unique odor of magnesium burning at high temperatures, Hu Ming's face turned completely dark.

That thing was a signal flare that got caught in the wind!
In this kind of weather, only a pig would do something like firing a signal flare upwind!
A fireball traveling at 160 kilometers per hour and reaching temperatures of over 1,000 degrees Celsius, if it hits a human body, there's no need for rescue; the person will immediately go to see the Buddha!
(End of this chapter)