Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Is it possible that Wang Can is deliberately unwilling to say?

"Forget it." Shen Mingchao waved his hand, bringing up another matter that left her speechless: "You said you could kill me or torture me as you pleased, but you're a spirit, how can I kill you?"

"you can."

Zhang Haixia suddenly interjected, her face full of seriousness: "If you want to, you can. You have the right to decide our life and death, and we will only obey you."

"To obey my orders?"

Shen Mingchao was filled with doubt: "Are you sure? Does that mean you have to do whatever I say?"

"Yes, we can't disobey your orders." Zhang Haixia pushed Wang Can forward and said, "Otherwise, you can try it now."

Wang Can: Why do I have this bad feeling?

Hearing Zhang Haixia say this, Shen Mingchao became really interested. A mischievous idea suddenly popped into her head, and she said, "Wang Can, I want to see you cry, the kind of tearful, pitiful kind."

Wang Can was stunned: "......."

He had thought he was going to die here, but he never expected to hear such an order.

A surge of heat immediately welled up in my eyes uncontrollably.

"Wow! She's crying?!"

Shen Mingchao's eyes widened in surprise. He quickly leaned closer, tilting his head to examine her closely: "My God, she really cried?"

Wang Can didn't want to do this either; he was practically tearing his palms apart, but he still couldn't help it.

He couldn't disobey Shen Mingchao's orders, even if the other party was just making a casual joke.

"Isn't this... what you wanted to see?"

Wang Can gritted his teeth, his fierce expression softening as tears rolled down his cheeks, and even his voice trembled slightly.

Like a small animal that has been soaked by the rain.

So this is clearly a stubborn statement.

Shen Mingchao laughed out loud. She had already tested the waters and found out the result: Wang Can no longer posed much of a threat to her. She looked down at Wang Can with a wicked grin on her face.

"What I read online was right."

"Tears are indeed a man's best dowry."

"Wang Can, you look much better when you cry than when you're angry."

These words were so absurd that Wang Can didn't know how to react for a moment.

dowry?

And you even praised him for looking good when he cries?

While shedding tears and pondering, Wang Can suddenly said, "I understand."

"Um?"

Why is that reaction?

Shen Mingchao originally thought that, given Wang Can's personality, he would immediately retort upon hearing such humiliating words, thus giving her a reason to issue even more outrageous orders to avenge the first time Wang Can attempted to act like a hooligan.

As a result, the opponent completely deviated from the expected strategy.

The command to make someone cry had failed, leaving only a pair of reddened eyes, misty with tears, giving them an air of unspeakable embarrassment.

"You fulfilled Zhang Haixia's last wish; he recognized you as his master. So can I."

Shen Mingchao's expression was indescribable after hearing this.

"Please, whether you acknowledge me as your master or not, I can still command you. Why would I bother?"

"No, it's recognition..."

Before Wang Can could finish speaking, he heard Zhang Haixia cough suddenly. His attention was drawn to Zhang Haixia, who was standing behind Shen Mingchao. Zhang Haixia shook his head at him and mouthed the words to him.

[She can't hear the word "wife"]

At that moment, anger surged to the top of Wang Can's head, and he felt a lump in his throat.

Zhang Haixia had mentioned the term "wife" to him more than once in the space, making him think that this person already had a formal title. This term was a term of endearment between the two of them. He had been withdrawn for a long time, not wanting to be a third party, which was why he had kept quiet.

This time, he couldn't resist. Given the opportunity to show himself, he endured the backlash, thinking that he should at least see her once.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mingchao suddenly woke up.

Now that things have developed to this point, Wang Can decides to turn the tables and express himself in a different way.

"Didn't you say that tears are indeed a man's best dowry? Fine, as long as you fulfill my last wish, I'll cry for you every day, how about that?"

"..."

Shen Mingchao wondered, was this person retaliating in kind? Why not just insult her directly, but instead respond in such a roundabout way?

To her, those words meant: "You love seeing me cry, don't you? Well, I'll cry for you every day, and disgust you to death."

That's very provocative.

How vicious.

It's a genuine Im, confirmed.

She shook her head dismissively: "Not very good."

Wang Can couldn't catch his breath, his face turning red from holding it in. He had already lowered his standards so much, and they were still not satisfied?

He was completely reckless: "Whatever you ask for, just say it, and I'll do it!"

Shen Mingchao's first reaction upon hearing this was that Wang Can was just making empty promises. He was making such grand pronouncements; she didn't believe Wang Can would actually do anything to her, like barking at her like a dog or warming her bed.

A second before she could finish speaking, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Based on past experience, she couldn't just make careless remarks anymore. None of the main characters in this Tomb Raider series could be understood with normal thinking.

If Wang Can impulsively agrees, she'll be the one who loses face later.

Shen Mingchao changed the subject: "Before you ask someone for help, you should at least show some sincerity, right? For example, what are your skills, and how can you help me?"

"gun!"

Mentioning this, Wang Can said with a confident smile: "Back in the Wang family, when it came to marksmanship, no one could beat me."

Shen Mingchao became genuinely interested: "Never misses a shot?"

"almost."

"But..." Shen Mingchao looked troubled: "Guns are banned in China, and besides, I am a law-abiding citizen."

Wang Can scoffed. He had no concept of legal provisions and his words were always about breaking the law: "Gun isn't hard to get. Let me out, and I'll get you one in less than a night."

Shen Mingchao: "..."

I feel like my values ​​are being attacked.

Even though Wang Can is a ghost, she really wanted to call the police.

Before Wang Can could utter anything more, Shen Mingchao had a sudden inspiration and opened a shooting game on her computer.

"Real guns are banned, but cyber guns aren't. Your words are meaningless; I don't believe you. How about demonstrating with this?"

"Okay." Wang Can's eyes were full of pride. "Untie me, I'll take them down one second."

Shen Mingchao and Zhang Haixia exchanged a glance, and the latter, understanding the unspoken message, stepped forward and untied the ropes from Wang Can.

He knew that Shen Mingchao had doubts. Since she wanted to play, he would let her play and just be a quiet spectator.

On the other side, Wang Can rotated his wrist, sat down in front of the computer, and the moment he gripped the mouse, it was as if he were holding a gun. His entire demeanor changed instantly, and his face was full of focus and seriousness towards the game.

So, Wang Can went on a killing spree in the virtual world.

Shen Mingchao thought that there was another saying on the internet that was also very true: People who want to win don't have smiles on their faces.

Wang Can became increasingly addicted to killing, as if he had a cheat code. For a moment, Shen Mingchao even wondered if they were playing a different game altogether; the memory of some of the brutal killings gave her a headache.

This is unbelievable, this is a true master who can carry the team!

but.....

This is still a losing proposition. She could have done nothing at all, since she could have given orders anyway.

It's just that my conscience isn't quite right.

Even the most wicked capitalists, if they only make people work without giving them any reward, still have to keep them working like cattle by paying them wages.

Thinking of this, Shen Mingchao did not agree directly, but instead inquired about it indirectly.

"Tell me your last wish first. If it's simple, I'm not stingy, and I can help you out."

"I had a younger brother whom I never met before I died."

Shen Mingchao did indeed remember this incident; Liu Sang, that infamous toxic fanboy.

Coincidentally, the other party had messaged her privately on Weibo a few days ago, but she thought it was better to avoid trouble and didn't bother with it.

Shen Mingchao asked in a guessing tone, "So, you want to see him?"

"Hmm." Wang Can lowered his eyes, and after a moment he murmured, "This is something you promised me."

"When did I—"

Shen Mingchao retorted reflexively, but stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Strangely enough, she always had a feeling that she had indeed made some kind of promise.