Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 735 Wu Xie: Another IOU?
After being exposed to the rain all night, even a strong person is very likely to get sick.

After all, strong middle-aged men are a minority in the Dumb Village, and most of them are old, weak, and sick. The gathering to listen to thunder during the heavy rain last night resulted in half of the villagers being bedridden the next day.

This is embarrassing..
After all, Hu Ming and his team were a team that carried out high-intensity activities underground all year round. They were physically strong and there was no widespread illness.

Only
"..You are so naive. I am telling you that you really need to take good care of yourself for a while. Last night, you coughed up blood and were almost suffocated by that dead bug. Then you were caught in a heavy rain in the middle of the night..."

In front of the window, Fatty was holding a bowl of ginger soup and feeding it to the pale Wu Xie, muttering to himself.

"You were just a little bit away from farting last night."

The blind man grinned and added for the fat man, rubbing his index finger and thumb together to indicate that it was really just a little bit short.

"Have the people from Warehouse 11 arrived?"

Wu Xie was silent. He had experienced too much last night. It was the first time in all these years that he reflected on his mentality. It was the first time he realized how fragile he was and how close he was to death.

However, many people swore to him that there was something that could save him in the Thunder City they were looking for.

But Wu Xie still inevitably felt a little lonely.

"According to the time, it will be here soon... Wu Erbai has already asked people to pack up and send back the things they brought out from the underground palace of the King of the South Sea."

Hu Ming glanced at his watch and said softly.

"Ah."

Wu Xie responded softly, swallowed the medicine mixed with ginger soup and closed his eyes.

"After you go back, you will have opportunities. Wu Erbai is afraid that you will think too much when you are idle, so he arranged a job for you, as a warehouse manager of Warehouse 11, with a monthly salary of 3,500 yuan, but no insurance or housing fund..."

"You know, you are an older unemployed person, so you are suitable to be a warehouse manager."

Hu Ming smiled, patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Forget it, I'll tell you a secret. With your temper, you will find out sooner or later that Wu Sanxing came out of the Kingdom of Queen Mother of the West once two years ago and stored something in Warehouse 11 in your name."

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

Wu Xie's face changed, he sat up in shock, his eyes instantly filled with light.

"Tian Zhen, you are hopeless. That bastard Wu Sansheng has screwed you over for your entire life, and now your eyes light up when you hear his name?"

"You deserve to be eaten alive by Wu Sanxing..."

The fat man held his forehead and sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, Wu Erbai knows... everyone knows that the young master of the Wu family is not only bound to get into trouble when he goes to the fields, but he is also a person who can't sit still. When he is idle, he likes to think about random things..."

"The things Wu Sanxing has stored are enough for you to study for a long time... At least you won't be bored."

Hu Ming said sarcastically.

"Uncle Ming, you don't need to say the first half of the sentence..."

Wu Xie smiled awkwardly.

This thing is really weird!
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door.

They looked at each other. It turned out that Shiyi Cang, Hong Xia and others had arrived.

As I walked out the door, sure enough, three large trucks drove into the village.

After the cars stopped, Hong Xia came over from the second car holding a large box wrapped in golden satin.

Hu Ming's eyes lit up. He knew that the key thing, the winning magic weapon Hong Xia, had been found.

"Second Master, after tracking down that person's footprints, we finally found him at the top of Mount Everest."

Hong Xia, with her usual cool smile, whispered in Hu Ming's ear.

"I didn't expect that guy to be so well hidden... Thank you for your hard work. Did you not meet him head-on?"

Hu Ming knew how difficult it was to climb Mount Everest, and he also knew how many corpses of people who had attempted to reach the summit were buried on the mountain.

"No, according to our investigation, that person... has been wandering around this area recently, seemingly waiting for something."

Speaking of this, Hong Xia's face became serious. She had seen the photo of the place found on the top of Mount Everest, and deduced from various clues how terrifying Hu Ming's target was.

"That's right... everything is ready, the show is about to begin, all preparations are done, in the end it just depends on who has the better move..."

"In fact, in this kind of matter, each party's means are secondary. In the end, it still depends on who has the harder fist." Hu Ming weighed the heavy package and smiled.

This thing can provide him with at least a 30% chance of winning. In such a dangerous confrontation, 30% is already terrifying.

"Little Third Master!"

In the leading car, following Hong Xia out was a tomboy, Bai Haotian.

As soon as he got off the car, he accurately found Hu Ming and Wu Xie in the crowd, his eyes almost shining.

With a cry of surprise, he ran to the bewildered Wu Xie with his short legs.

Who is this kid?
Why are you so enthusiastic?
Does he have any undesirable hobbies?
This was Wu Xie’s first reaction.

It was not until the tomboy ran up to him that Wu Xie could barely see clearly. Oh, it was a tomboy, a woman.

Ah... so boring.

An incomprehensible expression of disgust appeared on Wu Xie's face.

"Little Third Master!"

Bai Haotian's eyes sparkled. He glanced in the direction of Hu Ming, thought for a moment, and decided not to disturb Hu Ming, who seemed to be talking about serious matters with Hong Xia. Instead, he looked directly at Wu Xie.

"Give me an autograph!"

Fanatic fan Bai Haotian made his intentions clear by taking out a notebook and a pen and putting them in front of Wu Xie's nose.

What to sign?
Wu Xie was stunned, recalling some bad memories, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Sign it!"

“Sign a**!!!”

Wu Xie was immediately furious!
"???"

Everyone around was confused and didn't understand what Wu Xie was doing.

“…This unlucky child!”

Hu Ming and Wu Erbai looked at each other, a look of understanding flashed in their eyes, and they held their foreheads with one hand and sighed.

"Sorry, sorry, I misunderstood. It reminded me of some bad memories. You mean the signature? What do you mean?"

Wu Xie suddenly realized that this tomboy was different from the people who had asked him for autographs in the past. He had misunderstood and quickly smiled apologetically.

"…This unlucky kid must have been cursed. His small shop, Wushanju, was transformed from the Xiling Seal Society. In the past ten years, he has lost money every year, not to mention making money."

"During the most difficult times, Wu Xie could barely afford to pay for water and electricity, and he relied on Xiao Hua to support him in every aspect of his life. In the past ten years, all the people who asked Wu Xie for his autograph were bills and IOUs!"

Looking at the confused eyes of several people, Hu Ming said quietly.

"..Uncle, please let me go."

At this moment, Wu Xie wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After all, the Third Young Master is well-known in the martial arts world. It is shameful to be in such an embarrassing situation!
"That's not right. I remember that after Wu Sanxing ran away, didn't Wu Xie take over his business? Wu Xie has managed it very well over the past decade."

"Let's make a rough estimate. After factoring in various expenses and labor costs, he should make at least 50 million in dividends each year, right? That's not enough to support his small shop."

The blind man was a little confused. Even if he lost money on his own betting, hadn't he already made a lot of money from Wu Sanxing's betting?
"Tian Zhen and Wu San Sheng in our family have the same bad temper. They think that those are his uncle's things and he is just taking care of them on his behalf. He never touches those dividends."

The fat man smacked his lips and said, "With such principles, you really can't find any fault with Wu Xie."

"Well, Wu Sansheng's business was so big, and it was close to collapse, but he was able to manage it. How come his own small shop is in such a bad state?"

The blind man still didn't quite understand.

"Then, can you explain why Wu Xie is bound to run into evil spirits and get into trouble every time he goes down?"

The usually silent boy suddenly spoke up and started asking soul-searching questions.

".I understand!"

The blind man suddenly realized that some things in this world really cannot be explained.