Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 589 We're good at killing!
"It's important business... Oh, I almost forgot!"

Wu Xie glanced regretfully at the remaining stinky tofu, composed himself, and temporarily set aside the series of impacts brought about by Hu Ming's sudden return to the country.

"Li Chu, right? Things took an unexpected turn today, and I'm not in the mood for small talk anymore. I'll be frank with you."

"The man who scratched your back was named Huang Yan. He was one of my men, but he's dead and can't apologize to you now."

"There is a total of 100,000 yuan in this card. Consider it compensation on his behalf."

Composing himself, Wu Xie took out an ICBC savings card from his pocket and handed it to the awkward Li Chu.

Should I take it or not?

Sensing something was amiss, Li Chu didn't immediately take the bank card. Instead, he instinctively looked to Hu Ming, who was "about the same age" as him, for help.

Of all the people here, this high school student, who looked about his age, undoubtedly held the dominant position, a fact that Li Chu could clearly discern.

Besides...it seems that Hu Ming, who's always smiling, is easier to talk to?
"...This is what you deserve, take it. This matter has nothing to do with Uncle Ming. It has nothing to do with him for now."

Wu Xie's face darkened, and he picked up the bank card and threw it at Li Cu in a bad mood.

Wu Xie had to admit that the high school student in front of him looked just like him when he was young!
Young, impulsive, impatient with mundane life, and restless with the unknown world.

He possesses extraordinary cleverness, yet harbors a hidden cowardice within.

Aside from a few minor aspects, Li Cu is practically a carbon copy of Wu Xie in his youth.

"Since you've taken my money, you have to come with me to a place... to remove the bandages from his back. I want to see the pattern on his back!"

Wiping the sauce from the corner of his mouth, Wu Xie's eyes regained their indifference, and he coldly ordered Wang Meng.

Wang Meng nodded, grabbed Li Cu from behind, and forced him onto the coffee table, tearing off the gauze from Li Cu's bare upper body.

"What are you doing? Let me go, let me go!!! What, what are you doing?"

"Help! Murder! Help!"

Li Chu immediately panicked and exclaimed in alarm.

"Wow, that's seven fingers..."

Hu Ming had already picked up the stinky tofu from the coffee table and was standing to the side, leisurely enjoying the food Wu Xie had made. And to be honest, it tasted really authentic.

"...Dr. Liang, now that Wang Meng has brought you here, it's perfect, you're a professional, why don't you lend a hand?"

After thinking for a moment, Wu Xie turned his gaze to Liang Wan, who had regained her courage by snuggling up to Hu Ming.

"Me? You mean you want me to untie the stitches in this child's wound?"

"Let me tell you, Wu Xie, right? That's impossible! I'm a doctor, a doctor with professional ethics!"

With familiar faces present, Liang Wan seemed to have regained her courage and righteously refused.

"Uncle Ming?"

Wu Xie was utterly helpless when it came to women, especially troublesome ones. Given Zhang Yueshan's relationship with her, he couldn't force her, so he simply passed the buck to Hu Ming. "Tsk, nephew, you've changed a lot these past few years, haven't you? I heard you spent four months alone in Motuo?"

"Liang Wan, just a friendly reminder: out of all the people here, besides you and Li Chu, all of us are only good at killing."

“It’s not like you have to do the delicate work of unraveling the stitches. It’s just that if we do it, my classmate will be in even worse shape.”

"You're a doctor with professional ethics!"

Hu Ming looked at Wu Xie and sighed meaningfully, ignoring the twitching eyes of the others, and identified himself as Li Cu's classmate.

"Um, I need to correct you, Second Master. I'm different from you and the boss. I'm a good person!"

"Don't even mention killing someone, I can't even kill a chicken!"

Wang Meng sat on Li Cu's buttocks to stop his struggles and immediately raised her hand to speak, indicating that she was still a good person.

"What's it to you?" Wu Xie glanced at Wang Meng with annoyance.

Having entered this line of work, even if you're just hanging around on the sidelines, you're already destined to be a bad person in the social and legal sense for the rest of your life.

"...Well, little brother, bear with it. It's not that I'm heartless, but you've seen it for yourself. Hu Ming may look decent and seem easy to talk to, but deep down he's a ruthless killer."

"I dare not refute what he said."

Undoubtedly, thanks to Zhang Rishan's popular science explanation, Liang Wan now knows more or less about Hu Ming's true nature.

And Wu Xie, this weathered middle-aged handsome guy, who can hang out with Hu Ming, is probably no good either.
Having understood the situation, Liang Wan stopped worrying. She opened the medical kit that Wu Xie had prepared, took out the necessary instruments, took a deep breath, and began the procedure.

"Hey, I'm still a child... I'm not even eighteen yet, I'm still a minor..."

Knowing he couldn't escape this ordeal, Li Cusheng lay listlessly on the coffee table, feeling the stinging pain of his back stitches being torn open, wanting to cry but having no tears.

what is this?
It was just an ordinary evening; I knew the route I took after evening self-study like the back of my hand. Why did this tragedy happen?
Liang Wan's ability to sit in the position of director of surgery at such a young age is not solely due to Zhang Rishan's machinations; she herself possesses genuine talent and ability.

In a short time, Liang Wan had precisely removed all the stitches from Li Cu's back without causing any secondary damage.

At this moment, the seven-finger pattern formed by the fine scars on Li Cu's back, who was still wailing, was clearly displayed in front of the group.

Hu Ming casually handed the stinky tofu to Liang Wan, whose hands were covered in blood, and together with Wu Xie, they went over to take a closer look.

The image behind Li Cu is composed of countless tiny scars.

Besides its own function, this picture also contains some information that Huang Yan wants to tell Wu Xie.

Hu Ming had no interest in any of that; his gaze remained fixed on a small scar, about the size of a fingernail, in the center of his seven-fingered palm.

That place is the core location of the ancient Tongjing, where Wang Zanghai stayed and conducted experiments, and it is also the true origin of the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish.

"Wait, Hu Ming, and Wu Xie, go wash your hands first, don't let the child's wound get infected!"

As a surgeon, Liang Wan naturally had no fear of the blood on her hands. She sat casually on the sofa, eating stinky tofu with her hands stained with Li Chu's blood.