Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

As Ah Ning was leading her team in a difficult resistance, she suddenly heard two familiar voices that sent chills down her spine, saying something that almost made her instinctively clutch her wallet.

Subconsciously looking up, they saw a row of heads peeking out from the cave above, staring at them. Leading them were none other than Hei Xiazi and Su Li, those two scoundrels.

When the two identical lucky cats waved, it really made her hallucinate the Lu Palace. She was just as disheveled, and both were equally annoying.

"Miss Aning, are you sure you don't need any help?"

Black Bear continued shouting.

Just as Ah Ning was about to refuse and tell the two to shut up, her eyes suddenly caught sight of another familiar face among the row of onlookers watching the show.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Wu, we rescued your third uncle, and now we need your help!"

Wuxie: ...

"Oh, you two know each other. Perfect, we can pay his rescue fee later."

Wu Xiaogou stared wide-eyed at Hei Xiazi in disbelief.

Su Li silently gave a thumbs up, thinking, "Even a blind person's brain works fast, haha, I can't compare."

"That `s a deal."

Seeing that the people below were starting to struggle, Hei Xiazi stood up and made the decision.

"There are nine of you over there, plus this little Third Master, that's just enough to make it a round number. One hundred thousand each for rescue fees. Remember to send the money when you get back!"

When Hei Xiazi took out the smoking, fragrant jade, all the men immediately and uniformly moved ten meters away from him, and while running, they also grabbed Chen Pi and a few others and carried them away.

Only the six-person group remained in place, without even changing their posture.

Before Ah Ning could utter a single "no," the rustling swarm of insects abandoned their attack and crawled directly towards Black Bear, before slowly disappearing into the darkness.

That's it...?

That's not good at all.

Seeing that Ali was about to take away the last one, Wu Xie clapped his hands, stood up, and jumped down from the cave in a few steps, arriving in front of Aning's team.

Seeing that the centipedes had been inexplicably attracted away, Wu Xie came over, and the people in Aning's team instinctively raised their guns and aimed them at him.

"Whoosh... slap..."

A pebble flew by and struck the man's wrist. The force of the blow made his hand go numb, blood gushed out, and the gun he was holding fell to the ground.

Su Li, carrying his little slingshot, was here again, seeking attention, if one ignored the two bodyguards, one fat and one thin, carrying machine guns beside him...

"Behave yourselves, or your employer will have to pay you to save your lives again."

Hei Xiazi held a machine gun in one hand and made a money-counting gesture with the other, which made A Ning's vision go black.

"Stop! We're on the same side. Put down your guns."

Ah Ning was really scared of these guys who would raise prices at the drop of a hat. This time, for the sake of the remaining people in the team, the boss should reimburse the 'rescue fee'. If they cause any more trouble, she really couldn't say.

Although the previous two attempts failed, they at least brought back some information. If she returns in complete defeat this time, her position will be over.

The mercenaries knew that the other side was tough, so they didn't resist and obediently put down their guns.

Ah Ning breathed a sigh of relief and instructed them to rest and bandage themselves on the spot.

Pan Zi then jumped down from the cave and headed straight for the mercenary carrying Wu Sansheng with him.

Wu Sansheng's appearance at this moment can be summed up in one word: 'miserable'...

His pale face, chapped lips, sweating forehead from the pain, and hair that had turned much whiter than before he went to the Xisha Islands...

Waaaaah... So tragic...

Waaaaah... My heart aches for you...

woo woo woo...

"Panzi, stop crying. Let's treat Uncle's wounds first."

Wu Xie watched silently as the tough guy, Pan Zi, shed tears. He then came up and hugged Wu Sansheng, sobbing and crying. Wouldn't that make him, his own nephew, seem cold-blooded?

"Yes, Third Master, come here..."

Reminded by Wu Xie, Pan Zi hastily wiped away his tears with his sleeve, took Wu Sansheng's clothes from the ground, and began to undress...

The guys who had already come down all shuddered.

This person didn't die from the centipedes, but hopefully he'll freeze to death later.

While 'unconscious,' Wu Sansheng gritted his teeth inwardly. That idiot Pan Zi is freezing me to death!!!

"Third Master!!! What the hell did you do to Third Master???"

Pan Zi lifted Wu Sansheng's clothes and saw that his body was full of holes, with some centipedes hanging on it with only half of their bodies remaining. He was speechless.

As soon as Wu Sansheng was released, they went to settle scores with the mercenary who had just carried him.

Wu Sansheng: ? ? ? ? ?

You idiot, are you just going to abandon me like this?

Fortunately, Wu Xie held Pan Zi down as soon as he got up. The old fox was trembling with fear. Why don't you take a look?

Wu Xie felt sorry for the old fox and sighed as he pulled Pan Zi to treat his wounds.

"Young...Young Master, are you sure..."

Pan Zi wiped away his tears and became a tough guy again, but when he saw the two large buckets of disinfectant alcohol that Wu Xie took out, he subconsciously swallowed.

"Tsk, Panzi, look, my third uncle's body is clearly bitten like this by centipedes. Don't you know what kind of centipedes they are?"

With so many injuries, and since we can't go to the hospital right now, if we don't disinfect them properly, Uncle San will be crippled, if not killed!

Wu Xie blinked his puppy-dog eyes, perfectly portraying the obedient nephew who cared about his uncle, and Pan Zi believed him anyway.

He nodded repeatedly as he listened to Wu Xie speak, eager to try it out.

With his eyes closed, Wu Sansheng had no idea what Wu Xie was planning to do to him, but he felt something was off about Pan Zi's words and didn't dare to delay.

He pretended to do it unconsciously, grabbed Wu Xie's hand, and stuffed a note into Wu Xie's palm.

Wu Xie... Wu Xie was stuffed back in.

Wu Sansheng: ...

Holy crap, nephew, what's wrong with you?!

Me! Your third uncle!!!

I'm sending you a signal!

Wu Sansheng had no choice but to secretly slip the note into Wu Xie's hand again. Wu Xie remained unmoved, simply pried open Wu Sansheng's hand, put the note inside, closed the box, and even patted it on the back...

Now Wu Sansheng was certain that the little rascal had done it on purpose.

Before he could even consider whether to open his eyes and weakly put on an act...

"Well……"

The icy liquid poured onto his body, and the burning sensation stung his nerves, making him almost jump up in pain.

Is this some kind of Qing Dynasty torture method?

With an innocent smile, I can say that times are changing. The Qing Dynasty used salt water, while we use alcohol now. We're pretty professional, aren't we?

Su Li grinned. Emma, ​​that innocent little devil, can be really ruthless when she's up to no good. Look at Old Deng, the flesh on his face is twitching.

Tsk tsk tsk, this old man is quite tolerant. Even in this state, he still doesn't open his eyes. He's secretly pinching his thigh, and the flesh must be bruised all over.

Hei Xiazi watched as Wu Xie poured alcohol onto Wu Sansheng's wound and nodded with satisfaction. His apprentice had graduated; he had the style of Master Hei, truly ruthless!

"Hmm...no, Wuxie..."