Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 874 Truth and Falsehood!

"That can't be right. How did he figure out my identity? No, he must be trying to scare me!"

The sunglasses-wearing assassin thought to himself in a state of utter panic.

At this moment, Hu Ming had no interest in playing games with this professional assassin.

He pushed the muzzle of his gun forward forcefully and warned in a cold tone.

"Mr. Assassin, I think our time is precious, so let's not waste each other's time here!"

He emphasized, "Now I'll ask you a question, and you answer it. If you dare to lie, then I'll have to apologize!"

"Hey, wait, I'm not—"

Before the sunglasses-wearing assassin could finish his explanation, Hu Ming abruptly interrupted him.

"First of all, who sent you to kill me?"

The sunglasses-wearing assassin's heart tightened. Before he could think of any excuses, Hu Ming leaned closer, staring into his eyes and sneering.

Is it Barif?

How did you know?

Caught off guard, the sunglasses-wearing assassin, intimidated, blurted out his true feelings.

"It really was him!"

Upon receiving this affirmative answer, Hu Ming's face immediately darkened, and he thought to himself, "Damn it, this local bully is really fast."

The sunglasses-wearing assassin's expression changed drastically. He never expected that his target would be so cunning and ruthless, instantly finding a gap in his psychological defenses.

"Who exactly are you? You can't possibly be just an ordinary foreign tourist!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, the sunglasses-wearing assassin decided to be blunt and ask directly.

Hu Ming did not answer his question, but instead moved the gun upwards, aiming it at the forehead of the sunglasses-wearing assassin who had turned around.

"You want to know?"

A dangerous smile appeared on Hu Ming's lips.

The sunglasses-wearing assassin felt a chill run down his spine and immediately backed down, saying, "I admit defeat this time. I will provide you with all the information completely. In exchange, I hope you will spare my life!"

"Can!"

Hu Ming readily agreed and patted him on the shoulder with a light laugh.

"Now, tell me about your situation."

The sunglasses-wearing assassin swallowed nervously and said with a bitter expression.

“The matter is very simple. Barif is a major client of mine who has been working with me for many years. This time, he asked me to deal with you, this tourist from the East, and take this golden manuscript from your hands.”

"The Golden Manuscript?"

Hu Ming's eyes turned cold as he said in a deep voice, "This Boss Barif is really well-informed; he managed to find out about this so quickly."

The sunglasses-wearing assassin slowly raised his hands and said with a sincere expression.

He said sincerely.

"It's that simple. Now, can you let me leave? I promise I won't tell anyone about you."

A glint flashed in Hu Ming's eyes, and he said softly, "Don't be in such a hurry, I have something to ask you."

"Please entrust it to me?"

The sunglasses-wearing assassin felt a sudden, inexplicable panic, instinctively sensing an approaching danger.

Meanwhile, Barif was standing in his luxurious office when the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

"Um?"

Barif glanced at the caller ID and muttered in surprise.

"So fast?"

As he spoke, he picked up the incessantly ringing phone in front of him. (Connected.)

With a "beep," the call was answered directly.
Barif asked expectantly, "George, how's it going? Have you dealt with that Eastern kid named Hu Ming yet?"

There was no response from the sunglasses-wearing killer on the phone.

Instead, it was a different, unfamiliar male voice that came on.

"Hey, is this Mr. Barif? I've heard so much about you!"

Upon hearing the unfamiliar male voice, Barry asked in surprise, "Who are you? What's that George up to?"

Hu Ming was leisurely walking down the stairwell, phone in hand.

"Yes, he's sitting next to me right now, and he's talking to me about you."

Hu Ming said with a wicked grin, "Boss Barif, you really think highly of me, sending this assassin to give me a special welcome?"

"That piece of trash George failed!"

Barif instantly understood the situation. He gripped the phone tightly and threatened coldly.

"Hu Ming, don't think that just because you've taken down this piece of trash, you're qualified to challenge me. Now obediently hand over that golden manuscript, and I might spare your life, you Eastern brat."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this terrifying threat over the phone, Hu Ming couldn't help but burst into laughter.

“Boss Barif, I’m so scared right now, but I’ve already used that golden manuscript to wipe my butt, so it’s now a real golden manuscript. If you don’t mind, I’ll have a courier deliver it to you right away.”

Upon hearing this blatant flirtation, Barif immediately flew into a rage and retorted fiercely.

"Hu Ming, you're dead meat. I guarantee you, you'll never leave Elijah alive."

Hu Ming said with amusement, "Hmm? What a terrifying threat! I'm too scared to even open my mouth now."

Barif gritted his teeth and cursed, "You damned Eastern brat, I'll have you captured alive, taken to my villa, cut off your hands and feet, drain all your blood, and then throw you into my pond to be devoured by the crocodiles."

Hu Ming couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What a unique way to die. If I have the chance, I will definitely try it."

As he spoke, he gently hung up the phone.

Barif, enraged and embarrassed, slammed down the phone and roared in fury.

"Ah—, no one has ever dared to mock me like this before. You damned Eastern brat, I will kill you with my own hands."

Just as this local tyrant was throwing a tantrum, a soft knock sounded on the office door.

"Get out of here!"

Barif grabbed the ashtray from the desk and threw it forcefully at him.

With a loud "bang," the ashtray slammed against the office door.

The visitors outside the door seemed to be startled and fell silent.

Barif, still furious, overturned the entire desk and hysterically vented his anger.

"Damn it, damn it, I'm going to kill him with my own hands."

"Bang! Bang!"

The knocking, which had stopped, started again, and the noise completely enraged Barif, who was already in a bad mood.

He rushed forward with heavy steps, flung open the office door, and began cursing at the outside.

"Knock, knock your ass off!"

However, the person standing outside the door made this crazed local tyrant feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Hu Ming stood outside the door with a smile on his face, holding a black pistol in his right hand, aiming it at the stunned Barif.

"Hello, Mr. Barif, I've come to see you!"