Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

"Little Hao girl, let Fat Master go."

"Fatty, I'm going to have a showdown with this big Pan today!"

Bai Hao looked at Pan Zhi with questioning eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Pan?"

Pan Zhi kicked Wang Yueban's Pigu again:

"Whether you can talk or not, it's a showdown."

"Go and fuck yourself!"

Ye Fan looked helplessly at himself, the members of the Qidao who seemed to be a little "not united".

I feel that if it is necessary to release an official introduction to Qidao in the future.

Below their official website, there should be a sentence like this:

Tulong Qidao is a relatively discordant organization.

I hope this "team building activity" can bring more cohesion to the members of Qidao who have been scattered all over the world for a long time.

Thinking so, Ye Fan glanced at the three people who had been pinning each other down for a long time and hadn't let go of the other.

He opened his mouth and said:

"I've been resting for a while."

"And my body has recovered well, and I know how important I am to this mission."

"So I won't let myself fall down so easily."

"The most important thing is that I stay on the last shift, so that we can adapt to the situation at the end."

"This night was originally not in the plan on this silk book map."

"So I said I'll be on the last shift."

Ye Fan's words are well-founded.

It's really hard to argue against.

The surrounding members were silent for a moment.

This short period of silence is the time for them to rack their brains to come up with a reason to refute.

From the expressions of his Qidao members, Ye Fan could see their small thoughts.

He sighed and said:

"Don't think about it, it's decided."

"As the little patriarch, can't I have some decision-making power in my hands?"

Hearing this, the members of Qidao have no room to refute.

After all, their little patriarch is now using his identity to suppress them by class.

Several people looked at Ye Fan, and said a word tacitly in their hearts:

The little patriarch, who appears to be harmless to humans and animals, is utterly evil, very bad.

Zhang Qiling walked to Ye Fan's side, stood side by side with him, and said lightly:

"It's ok."

"I will guard him."

He Lianjing exaggeratedly exclaimed on the side, and said:

"Mute, aren't you guarding the first shift?"

"As our main combat force, you should take a good rest in the second half of the night."

While talking, He Lianjing was wearing sunglasses, in the pitch black night with only a faint firelight.

He gave even more ineffective winks to the members of Nine Gates:

"Boss Xie, Boss Guan, you should learn from Da Pan and Fatty."

"Hurry up, and advise your patriarch to take a good rest."

"But as for me, the blind man, I happen to be on the last shift."

"If you keep one more little leaf, the energy is more than enough."

While speaking, He Lianjing had already walked to Ye Fan's side, and hooked up with Ye Fan.

"Little Yezi, we are happy to cooperate again."

Ye Fan listened to the light and fluttering ending of the last sentence in He Lianjing's sentence.

Even in this dark night, he felt as if he saw the dangerous green light behind He Lianjing's sunglasses.

He shivered involuntarily.

After thinking about it, there shouldn't be anything that looks very valuable on my body.

And he hoped that the black glasses could remember that the debt he was carrying was much heavier than his.

On one side, Xie Yuchen spoke quietly and said:

"It should be the most dangerous thing to let you, an old blind man, guard you." ..

"Would a wolf guard a piece of meat well?"

He Lianjing clicked his tongue:

"Hey, what do you think of Master Hei?"

"Boss Xie, we are talking about business."

"Don't put too much personal grievances in."

Xie Yuchen snorted coldly.

In this cold snort, there was a kind of nobility from a domineering president.

For Ye Fan and He Lianjing, the most painful class suppression occurred.

The two people who hooked their shoulders could not help but flinch.

On one side, Zhuge Qing said:

"The little patriarch's consideration is actually quite right."

"The last post is definitely the one that needs the most adaptability."

"For a player like me, it's also suitable to be in the last class."

Ye Fan nodded in Zhuge Qing's direction.

Old Qing, their domineering president with seven knives!

With Zhuge Qing able to hedge against his creditor a little bit, Ye Fan felt much better in his heart.

Zhuge Qing looked at the light of hope that suddenly appeared in the eyes of his little patriarch, and tried not to laugh out loud.

This guy, who just now used his identity as the head of the clan, suppressed them brutally and essentially.

There was an interval of less than 2 minutes before and after.

He threw away all the burden of being the head of his clan.

How did this contrast come about so naturally?

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled, nodded to Ye Fan, silently saying:

"Little patriarch, there is me."

In the end, the order of the vigil was thus settled.

Rest seven hours a night.

It is divided into four groups of people who take turns to watch the night.

The first group was led by Zhang Qiling, the second group was led by Pan Zhi, and the third group was led by Xie Yuchen.

The fourth group, the last group, was led by Ye Fan himself.

Chapter 523 How did the contradiction between Bo Wenba come about

soon.

The photographers in the live broadcast group all went to rest, leaving only a few fixed cameras still working diligently.

In the camera, only Zhang Qiling, who was in charge of the night watch, was left, Guan Gen, White Snake and Wang Yueban were still outside the tent.

In the endless desert, the sea level was originally very low.

During the day, when looking ahead.

The edge of the desert was originally connected to the sky.

At night, this visual effect will be even more shocking.

Because the stars all over the sky are therefore very low.

There is no noise of the city at all here, and there is no trace of modern technology.

The natural power here can destroy any scientific and technological achievements that human beings are proud of.

There is no cover from thick clouds, no block from tall buildings.

The stars all over the sky can be seen at a glance, and the entire black sky has almost turned into a whole piece of black sparkling gems.

The moon and stars are so low that they seem to be within reach.

Zhang Qiling looked up.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the tent on one side.

He looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

I saw a head popping out of the tent that made the sound.

"Liu Bowen."

Zhang Qiling opened his mouth lightly, and said the name of the owner of this head.

Liu Bowen couldn't help shivering when he saw Zhang Qiling's eyes cast towards him just now.

Under normal circumstances, his reaction is not so fast.

There is no such ability that he can react immediately as long as others look at him.

But, this is Zhang Qiling's eyes!

Still on guard, Zhang Qiling's eyes.

The murderous look in Zhang Qiling's eyes was so powerful that it was impossible to ignore it!

So even Liu Bowen, who was dull, noticed this look in an instant.

His first reaction was to smile at Zhang Qiling embarrassingly, and said good evening brother Qiling very fast.

Then quickly withdrew his head back.

Zhang Qiling's eyes darkened.

On the one hand, Guan Gen laughed very shamelessly.

"Patriarch, you said that if what this kid saw just now was not you, but a wolf with green eyes."

"Will his reaction be so fast?"

Implication:

Your existence is simply more terrifying than the wolf with green eyes in the desert.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Guan Gen who was shaking his shoulders while laughing.

did not speak.

His gaze was still lingering in the direction of the tent that Liu Bowen emerged from just now.