Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Hu Bayi pointed the pistol in that direction: "Mingzi?"

"..."

Hu Ming signaled, still vigilant.

At this time, a full five or six minutes had passed since Hu Ming made a sound and was on guard.

Hu Bayi and the others also pointed their guns in that direction for five or six minutes.

silence.

There is nothing but silence.

If Hu Ming's intuition hadn't told him that there was a pair of indifferent eyes watching him in the darkness, Hu Ming himself would have thought that his judgment was wrong.

The other party's patience is really scary.

"...I just looked in the wrong place and stumbled upon this place. I'm not interested in your goals. That's your business."

Finally, a calm and calm voice came from the darkness.

The person slowly emerged from the darkness.

Under the searchlight, it was a young man about twenty years old.

Wearing a black hooded shirt, jeans, and combat boots.

The expression on his face was just like his tone, without fluctuations, as if the guns pointed at him were nothing.

Hu Ming frowned and looked up and down at the person coming!

"This is!?"

Suddenly, Hu Ming's pupils shrank.

He saw the visitor's right hand hanging down by his side, and his index and middle fingers were extremely long!

"You seem to know something?"

The young man noticed Hu Ming's gaze keenly and said calmly without any waves.

"I know something about it. My surname is Zhang?"

Hu Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he had a ridiculous guess in his heart.

The skill of two-finger caving is Faqiu Tianguan's unique skill, but the Faqiu lineage in this world has been cut off a long time ago.

It seems that people's two fingers look like they have been practicing this kung fu since childhood.

As far as Hu Ming knew, the Zhang family disciples who stole the pen seemed to be extremely good at this skill.

Where do so many coincidences come from in this world?

"The last name is Zhang!"

The young man surnamed Zhang still said indifferently.

It was as if nothing in this world could ever cause him to have any mood swings.

"It doesn't matter what Zhang, Shi, Lu, etc."

"Mingzi, let me tell you that this grandson is very sneaky. He might be harboring something evil in his heart."

"Let's not talk nonsense with him and kill this grandson with one shot. Mad, he hunts geese all day long, but in the end he was bitten in the eye by a house sparrow."

"If this spreads out, what dignity will the three of us, Jin Xiaowei and Yifa Qiu Tianguan, have?"

Seeing the indifferent expression on the young man named Zhang, the fat man couldn't help his bad temper immediately. He set up the machine gun and wanted to take a shot.

"Fuck...fatty, wait!"

Hu Ming quickly stopped the fat man.

"Faqiu Tianguan?"

Brother Zhang's expression changed for the first time, and a pair of cold eyes lingered on Hu Ming.

It was obvious that this indifferent young man had a look of surprise in his eyes for the first time.

"Ah!! Brother Hu Ming, this man is just like you. He has no eye shadows behind his back, and..."

At this moment, Axiang, who was protected by everyone behind him, suddenly let out a low howl. Before he finished speaking, his eyes were closed tightly, and two lines of black blood slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"There is also a unicorn-like shadow behind him, right?"

Hu Ming's eyes were half-squinted, and his golden dragon eyes showed that he had seen through everything.

Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Hu Ming suddenly put away the dragon pattern curling cloud knife in his hand.

"Kirin?"

Wen Yan, Yang Shirley, Lao Hu, and Fatty were all stunned and looked at Hu Ming with confused eyes.

They knew that there was something else in Hu Ming.

For example, the golden dragon tattoo, or the phoenix tattoo that only Shirley Yang knows about.

"Brother, please forgive me for asking one more question, but please never tell me that you are Zhang Qiling?"

The young brother from the Zhang family is cold and dull, Qilin...

Hu Ming suddenly had a bold guess in his mind!

"..."

Brother surnamed Zhang, oh no, the brother looked at Hu Ming with a colder expression.

The younger brother was not surprised to guess that his surname was Zhang. After all, the other party's golden dragon eyes seemed to have seen something.

Coupled with the skill of two-finger probing, in the eyes of those who know the Zhang family, they are so knowledgeable that there is no way to run away.

But Zhang Qiling?

This is not something you can guess by just guessing.

"Is that true? I probably believe that you entered here by mistake. Then again, little brother, you got in here randomly!"

After Hu Ming was silent for a moment, he called on everyone to fire his gun.

To be honest, for someone as capable as Hu Ming, the deterrent effect of guns and ammunition is really limited.

Although Hu Ming seems to be better than the younger brother, it is really just a little bit hotter.

But with my little brother’s skill, it’s not too easy to adjust your body shape to avoid the gun’s muzzle in the short period of time when everyone pulls the trigger.

To pose a threat to people like Hu Ming and Brother, at least a squad of sharpshooters must be mobilized!

…

…

Zhang Qiling, to be precise, Zhang Qiling, the head of the Zhang family of this generation.

In Hu Ming's memory, he had lived for more than ninety years when the plot of 03 Theft of Pens began.

It's late 1981, in other words.

This year, my brother is only in his seventies, so he is still young.

The Zhang family is born with longevity, especially the younger brother, who is called the "incomplete body of immortality". This is not an exaggeration!

But Aphansia...

Thinking of this, Hu Ming looked at the little brother with a little more pity!

Alas, it is said that their brother's apathy is the result of intermarriage within their clan!

Hu Ming couldn't help but feel lucky that he was not in this situation! Even with these anomalies, Hu Ming had a systematic existence and had a chance to make amends, but it was difficult for the little brother.

Looking at the young man in front of him, and thinking of his former girlfriend surnamed Huo, Hu Ming did not take any chances anymore. This world, the world of stolen pens and ghosts lighting lanterns, was really connected.

This point, when Hu Ming first met his girlfriend surnamed Huo, made him want mmmp inexplicably.

By the way, in 2003, Hu Ming seemed to be able to maintain a youthful appearance while riding a horse.

Forever eighteen-year-old brother? Turtle, you have something to play with!

Hu Ming rubbed his increasingly younger face and couldn't help but marvel.