Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 877 The Arrival of Hu Bayi and Fatty!

"Mr. Hu Ming, you are a complete madman!"

Transtan turned around with lingering fear, looked at Hu Ming who was laughing heartily, and couldn't help but smile wryly as he commented.

George, the professional assassin, also looked at this Eastern madman with a look of alarm.

"Could this guy be an even more insane desperado than me?"

He regretted getting on this pirate ship at this point.

But right now, he has no chance to regret it.

Hu Ming kicked open the twisted and deformed car door, strode out, and warmly embraced a middle-aged man who came to greet him.

"Charles, we really owe you a lot of help, otherwise our escape plan would have been in real danger!"

A middle-aged man named Charles patted Hu Ming on the shoulder with admiration and gave him a thumbs-up.

"Mr. Hu, you have remarkable courage! Let's go inside and talk!"

"it is good!"

Hu Ming readily agreed and turned around to wave to his two followers.

"Gentlemen, let's go together. I think you probably have some questions you want to ask me now!"

Transtan and George exchanged a glance, both looking surprised, but in the end they followed Hu Ming, who was walking ahead, and entered the captain's cabin together.

Hu Ming walked into the clean and tidy captain's cabin, looked him up and down, and then formally introduced him to the two people behind him.

"Gentlemen, this is Captain Charles, who will be leading us to the Land of Gold!"

George's eyes showed surprise, and he subconsciously asked, "Crazy Captain Charles, are you the crazy guy who faced a storm at sea and led his crew to brave it?"

Charles scratched the back of his head and laughed loudly, "That's right, it was me, hahaha, that time was really awesome, I'll take you guys to try it next time."

George raised his hand speechlessly and refused, saying directly, "No thanks, I hope I can live a little longer."

Hu Ming interjected, "Alright, if you want to have a friendly chat, we'll have plenty of time on the way. Let's get down to business now."

He took the golden manuscript out of his pocket and laid it flat on the table in front of him.

The other three hurriedly came closer, their eyes glued to the priceless golden manuscript.

Hu Ming's fingers glided across the surface of the manuscript, stopping before its final destination.

He pounded on the destination and addressed the three people in front of him.

"Through Professor Transtan's interpretation, I can now confirm that the final destination recorded on this golden manuscript is the legendary Golden Country."

Charles and George both swallowed hard.

Transtan, noticing Hu Ming's gaze, had no choice but to add something.

“That’s right, I can guarantee that. The text on this golden manuscript clearly states the destination: the legendary Eastern Golden Country.”

Charles took a cigar from his breast pocket with his right hand, put it in his mouth and lit it.

He took a deep breath of the thick smoke and said with great relish, "Damn it, I, Charles, am going to take this job."

George was also tempted, but being a more composed professional assassin, he looked at Hu Ming and asked.

How confident are you?

Hu Ming raised his right hand and showed three fingers.

Transtan exclaimed in surprise, "Only thirty percent?"

"Right now, we only have a 30% chance, but if all the companions I envision join us, then our final chances of winning will be 70%."

Hu Ming rolled his eyes and gave his explanation in a rather irritated manner. George and the other two exchanged glances, all somewhat taken aback, and asked in return.

"Do you still have team members you want to recruit?"

"certainly!"

Hu Ming said matter-of-factly, "Otherwise, with just the current group of us, going to explore this Golden Kingdom would only result in a one-way trip and a pointless death."

George frowned and asked, "Where are your men?"

Hu Ming ran his right hand over the ancient map on the golden manuscript, pointed to a port city with convenient access in all directions, and said with a light laugh.

“I have already instructed them to wait for us here. As soon as we arrive, they will find us themselves.”

Charles exhaled a long puff of smoke and said casually.

"No problem, I'll do whatever you say, as long as we can get to that golden land smoothly."

"Leave it to me!"

Hu Ming patted Charles on the shoulder forcefully and said with great enthusiasm.

"Then, Captain Charles, tell your crew to set sail immediately, we're about to depart!"

Charles nodded, got up, went to the captain's cabin, and went to the deck outside.

"Men, get ready to depart! Destination: Singapore!"

Hu Ming stood in the captain's cabin. He then leisurely walked to the window, looked at the sailors outside who were getting into action, and stroked his chin with his right hand as he spoke.

"The journey to the land of gold is finally about to begin."

Meanwhile, in Singapore, thousands of miles away...

A passenger plane that had arrived from afar slowly came to a stop, and two figures walked down the stairs.

These two were Hu Bayi and the Fatty, who had come from China to help.

After receiving a phone call from Hu Ming, they took a domestic flight to Singapore.

The fat man stretched his arms out forcefully and said with some complaint.

"That kid Hu Ming, he actually told us to come over here first in such a mysterious way. What is he up to?"

Hu Ming said with a serious expression, "Although it was Hu Ming who sent us, this time it was actually the order from above. They even called us specifically to remind us, so it must be something important. Fatty, let's calm down first."

The fat man walked in front of the airport, turning back to look at the afterglow of the setting sun on the horizon.
"Forget it, if this kid dares to mess with us, Fatty will definitely teach him a lesson."

Hu Bayi followed with a smile and said jokingly.

"Fatty, it's not that I'm underestimating you, but you might not be a match for Amin."

The fat man immediately snorted in displeasure.

"Hey, Commander Hu, don't underestimate me. Fatty's martial arts skills have improved recently. If you don't believe me, let's have a match when we get to the hotel."

Hu Bayi quickly waved his hand and said.

"No thanks. I've been on a plane all the way here and I'm so tired that I just want to lie down and sleep. I'm not in the mood to play around with you."

The fat man emphasized unhappily, "This is not a joke, but proof. I want you to personally experience the results of my hard work during this period of time."

Hu Bayi shook his head repeatedly and walked forward as if fleeing.

"Fatty, please spare me!"

(End of this chapter)