Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 876 Departure!

A taxi slowly pulled up in front of the white detached villa.

Hu Ming, inside the car, glanced at George, who was still sitting in the passenger seat looking sullen, and said jokingly.

"Hey, it's about time to tone it down a bit. The next person we're talking about is an elderly professor. He can't stand your scary expression."

George gritted his teeth and said, "Professor Transtan, he's just a linguistics expert. What are you trying to do by bringing him on board?"

Hu Ming rested his hands on the steering wheel and spoke earnestly.

“In this operation, we need a special intellectual talent like this. In some ways, Professor Trastan is even more important than you.”

"Dry!".

George cursed in annoyance.

Meanwhile, Transtan, who had just received the call, walked out of the villa with a puzzled look on his face.

He walked up to the taxi parked at the door and looked at Hu Ming, who had rolled down the window, with a puzzled expression.

The old professor asked suspiciously, "Mr. Hu Ming, are you kidding me? Leaving now? Are you drunk?"

Hu Ming smiled and pointed to his side: "I'm not in the mood for jokes right now. We've already found one partner we need. We'll figure out how to contact the rest while we're on the road!"

Transtan looked at George, who looked like he wanted to kill someone, and asked in surprise, "Who is this guy?"

Hu Ming introduced with a smile: "His name is George. He's a professional assassin sent by Boss Barif to kill me."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Transtan opened his eyes wide in shock.

"don’t worry!"

Hu Ming waved his hand and smiled reassuringly, "He's on our side right now, he won't attack you."

Transtan looked completely bewildered and asked instinctively.

"What on earth happened?"

Hu Ming opened the car door, smiled, and said, "It's nothing, just that I broke into Mr. Barif's hotel office and shot him dead on the spot!"

"What did you say?"

Transtan looked terrified, as if the sky had fallen, and pointed at Hu Ming with his right hand, asking in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Hu Ming, do you even know what you're saying?"

Hu Ming pulled the terrified old professor inside, while George, looking annoyed, slammed the car door shut.

He pressed the accelerator hard and drove the taxi quickly toward the port.

On the way, Hu Ming explained to the still-shaken old professor beside him.

"Right now, Barif's men are searching the whole city for us. We have to escape Elijah before they blockade the port."

Transtan looked utterly terrified and muttered, "This is insane, am I dreaming?"

George sat alone in the back seat, arms crossed, grumbling with obvious displeasure.

“Old man, I wish this were just a simple nightmare even more than you do, but deceiving yourself won’t get rid of the pursuers behind us right now.”

"Pursuers behind us?"

Upon hearing this, Transtan looked back with a look of terror in his eyes.

Behind the taxi, two or three black BMWs were chasing after them, desperately trying to stop them.

"They're thugs and scoundrels under Barif's command!"

When Transtan saw the tattooed, bald, burly men roaring angrily, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.

"Damn it, those Barif's cronies caught up with us so quickly."

Hu Ming, who was driving, couldn't help but curse.

He casually tossed his pistol to George in the back seat and gave the order, "Hey, George, it's your turn to shine. Don't let them catch up."

George took the pistol, skillfully loaded it, and then stuck the muzzle out the window, cursing angrily.

"Hu Ming, you bastard, stop trying to boss me around like that!"

As he spoke, he steadily raised the muzzle of his gun with both hands, aimed it at the driver of the black BMW that was chasing after him, and fired repeatedly without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

The continuous gunfire directly killed the drivers of three BMWs.

Seeing this, Hu Ming couldn't help but whistle and praise.

"Well done, George! I thought you'd miss a few times!"

George retorted, his face turning ashen, "Hu Ming, you son of a bitch, look at me! I'm a professional assassin, how could I miss a shot?"

Transtan, sitting in the passenger seat, had spent his entire life in academic research and had never witnessed such a thrilling and dangerous scene.

He immediately asked Hu Ming with some trepidation.

"Hey, more and more BMWs are catching up!"

Hu Ming looked back and saw that the old professor was right.

In just a few breaths, more and more black BMWs came from all directions, trying to surround their small taxi.

Hu Ming raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, and said with a wicked grin, "You arrived just in time, but you're still a step too late to stop us!"

As he spoke, he suddenly jerked the steering wheel.

The taxi, which was driving straight, suddenly turned.

The sharp turn caused all three people in the car to stumble.

George yelled angrily, "You son of a bitch, Hu Ming, how do you drive?"

Transtan stared in astonishment as Hu Ming drove the taxi toward the cargo ship workers not far away.

"Drip-"

Hu Ming pressed the horn hard, and the cargo ship workers who had been gathered together suddenly scattered.

Behind them, a seesaw was prominently displayed, pointing upwards.

Hu Ming took a deep breath and floored the accelerator.

"Friends, hold on tight!"

"What?"

George and Transtan were both visibly shocked.

Next, Hu Ming drove the taxi at full speed straight through the upward seesaw and soared into the sky.

"what--"

The other two people in the car were gripping their surroundings in terror, and at that moment they hated Hu Ming for driving so recklessly.

However, the situation took a dramatic turn in that brief moment.

Just as the taxi, which had been launched into the air, was about to land on the sea, a cruise ship slowly sailed by, as if it had been waiting for a long time, and caught the falling taxi at just the right moment.

"Click-clack—"

The taxi crashed heavily onto the deck, as if it were about to fall apart in an instant.

Hu Ming slammed on the brakes, trying desperately to prevent the taxi from crashing off the deck.

With a loud "whoosh," the taxi, pushed to its limit, finally came to a complete stop.

The three people in the car all breathed a sigh of relief.

Hu Ming laughed heartily and said, "That was really close! We almost flew straight into the sea."