Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 541 Ah Ning's "Heartfelt Words"

In the blink of an eye, it was November 1st, two days later. This was a rather interesting date.

Early that morning, Hu Ming and his convoy had already arrived at Bana Village after working day and night, successfully meeting up with the people Xiao Hua had brought.

"Second Master, Third Master, Little Flower Master, the situation here doesn't seem good..."

After two days, Panzi's pale complexion returned to rosy after his wound was treated. Although the wound had not yet healed, it no longer affected his daily activities.

Perhaps due to muscle memory, people like him who are used to getting injured often heal faster than the average person.

"I can see that. It seems the situation here is quite complicated."

Hu Ming looked thoughtfully at the foreigners who were entrenched in the village, guarding it with guns everywhere.

Behind them, Xiao Hua and Wu Xie silently observed the foreigners on guard in the village from a distance.

This situation was within their expectations.

Their attempt to enter the Zhang Family Ancient Building was hindered not only by Huo's servants but also by Qiu Dekao's men!
To be honest, this situation is quite a headache.

Fortunately, the three represented three different forces and brought enough manpower. If their attitude was firm enough, neither the Huo family nor A Ning's people could ignore them.

Hu Ming's convoy was large and numerous, making it impossible for them to hide their tracks. By this time, the foreigners on guard had already spotted Hu Ming and his group.

From a distance, after a few people huddled together and discussed for a moment, a mixed-race person who appeared to have Chinese ancestry jogged over.

Meanwhile, some people also spread the news of Hu Ming and his group's arrival.

"Mr. Hu, you've finally arrived!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me. I've prepared a gift for you. I'm sure you'll like it."

With a wary glance at the large group of people emerging from the convoy behind the three, the mixed-race man spoke to Hu Ming in fluent Mandarin.

"A gift. It seems I've arrived just in time?"

Hu Ming keenly sensed something. Looking at the bandages wrapped around the mixed-race child's body and the bloodstains seeping out, he pinched his nose, a knowing look flashing across his face.

Clearly, after Huo Xiangu's incident, A Ning probably couldn't withstand the pressure from headquarters and had already led people down to investigate.

As for the result...
You could tell by looking at the mixed-race man's tired expression mixed with deep fear, and the fresh wounds on his body.

They must have encountered misfortune and suffered heavy losses down below.

Tomb raiding isn't something you can do just because you have enough firearms, especially since the Zhang Family Ancient Tomb is the world's largest, most mysterious, and most dangerous family burial complex!
Frankly speaking, in Hu Ming's opinion, these laymen, even with the most advanced equipment, would be nothing more than cannon fodder if they went down there.

The fact that a few of them managed to escape back is already a stroke of good luck.

It is worth mentioning that although it is already November, autumn has arrived in the Central Plains and the weather is getting cooler, while some places in the north have already entered winter.

However, in the southernmost part of Guangxi Province, the climate is still like spring, with an average temperature of about 20 degrees Celsius.

After changing into seasonal clothes, Hu Ming, Xiao Hua, and Wu Xie, who was wearing Wu Sansheng's face, went together to A Ning's location.

At this moment, Ah Ning, looking exhausted, was giving orders to her men, while Jiang Zisuan, cradling his beloved sniper rifle, leaned against the side, eyes closed, resting. "Tsk, that annoying guy!"

"Sis, the man you've been longing for is finally back. Aren't you happy?"

As a sniper, Jiang Zisuan's senses were naturally sharp. He noticed the movement from afar, opened his eyes, and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

How could Jiang Zisuan so easily forget the hatred he felt when his brother was threatened last time?
Jiang Zisuan used immense willpower to suppress the urge to fight that man to the death, his hands constantly stroking the sniper rifle.

"What man I've been longing for day and night? Can't he even speak properly?"

Upon hearing this, A Ning's beautiful eyes lit up. She waved for her subordinates to leave and scolded Jiang Zisuan in an annoyed tone.

To be honest, Aning is not having an easy time these days.

At the US headquarters, the situation at Qiudekao is deteriorating day by day. Some senior executives of companies that depend on Qiudekao have gradually lost patience and are constantly putting pressure on Aning.

Yesterday, under duress, Ah Ning could not withstand the pressure and had no choice but to send her men to explore the Zhang Family Ancient Building along Huo Xiangu's route.

Unfortunately, they suffered heavy casualties before they even saw the Zhang Family Ancient Building.

A team of twelve, fully armed and well-trained, only managed to escape; the rest remained underground.

Even the only survivor is in bad shape now, and the team doctor is helpless; he could die at any moment.

"Hu Ming, Mr. Wu... are you really Mr. Wu Sansheng? Or must I be mistaken?"

A Ning stepped forward and greeted the three of them.

However, Ah Ning suddenly stared intently at Wu Xie and then burst into laughter.

Aning, representing Qiu Dekao, had dealt with Wu Sansheng more than once or twice, and had a fairly good understanding of this old fox.

But the "Wu Sansheng" in front of her made A Ning feel a sense of unease as soon as they met.

Upon closer inspection, there was no trace of gloom and cunning in Wu Sansheng's eyes; instead, his eyes were clearly filled with worry and confusion.

Worried? Confused?
As far as Aning knew, apart from that woman named Chen Wenjin and his nephew Wu Xie, Wu Sansheng had never worried about anyone!
As for that cunning and treacherous old fox, Mang Ran, he would never have such a look of confusion in his entire life!
"China truly lives up to its reputation as an ancient and mysterious country. Is it possible to create a human skin mask that is just as realistic as the one last time? I think I understand now."

In the blink of an eye, to Wu Xie's astonishment, A Ning understood.

"Hu Ming, you really don't need to do this. To be honest, I've had a series of setbacks lately, and I haven't been able to get what the boss needs for a long time..."

"The head office no longer trusts me. My situation is worse than you imagine. Perhaps, apart from responding to the olive branch you extended to me, I think I have no other way out."

"If you need it, I and my people can be your help. You don't need to be so wary of me."

With a feigned sigh, Ah Ning cracked a joke, half-jokingly.

Faced with A Ning's "heartfelt words," Hu Ming grinned and gave a big smile, then...
"I don't believe you! A woman's mouth is a liar's mouth!"

"You wretched old woman, you're absolutely wicked! Even now, you're still thinking of using me as cannon fodder to pave the way for you?"

"What are you dreaming about?"