Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Chapter 1129 Blackback Lao 6's Apprentice 12

If the Zhang family's gift of heaven was so easy to solve, the Zhang family wouldn't have been like this for thousands of years.

No one likes to suddenly lose all their memories and become like a blank slate.

Even Zhang Qilin himself doesn't know the principle of his rebirth.

Anyway, just put the blind man into the bowl first.

The rest is unimportant.

Jiang Xiaoyu was also thinking about this problem. His uncle didn’t write it at the beginning.

He made a lot of trouble himself.

I can't even write because I'm bald.

Each pit is deeper than the last.

But wasn't there an antidote back then?

Zhang Qilin shook his head, "Those medicines are only effective for those who are gifted by nature, and I am gifted by no means."

Hei Xiazi refused to accept this. "At most, you will be extinct. What's the big deal about extinction? Besides, there are so many of us. We can tie you up and let the black-haired snake bite you."

"That's right, don't worry, Patriarch."

"Yes, Chief. There are so many of us. It will be very difficult to capture the Chief."

Xiao Zhang and the others are talking to each other, and they might bring in their own agenda.

How great.

They just didn't believe that so many people couldn't defeat the patriarch.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

Zhang Xiaoshu was also eager to try. Didn’t you see that Zhang Jiuri and Zhang Nian were both excited?

Beat the patriarch, it’s fair and square, who wouldn’t like it?

If the patriarch loses his memory, haha.

Zhang Qilin looked at the group of tribesmen in front of him who were rubbing their hands in preparation and had shining eyes, especially Zhang Xiaoshu, Zhang Jiuri and Zhang Nian who were almost unable to suppress their excitement, and his forehead seemed to twitch slightly.

He smiled: If you have the ability, try it.

See how hard he is to catch.

Hei Xia Zi didn't care about Zhang Qilin's silent warning. He slapped his thigh and decided to join in the fun. His saliva almost flew onto the face of Zhang Xiaoshu next to him.

"Look! The people are in favor, you dumb man!

The eyes of the masses are sharp, and the fists of the masses...

Well, it's passionate!

What are the pheromones of the black-haired snake?

We have so many Comrade Zhangs. If each of us contributes a little bit of 'enthusiasm', we will definitely be able to protect the clan leader!"

Each of them punched the mute, who screamed, and then he started to laugh.

"That's right! Don't worry, clan leader, we know what we're doing!" Zhang Jiuri grinned and began to move his wrist joints, making a slight cracking sound.

"How about we try it first."

"No need."

"You can't beat me."

Zhang Qilin's gaze swept over him and all the tribesmen calmly.

He was absolutely confident about this, as he was not at low health this time.

He took care of the blind man's health, and his own health also returned to its best condition.

That's why the blind can't stand it.

Zhang Xiaoshu: “…” The smile on his face froze.

Zhang Jiuri: “…” The moving wrist stopped.

Zhang Nian: “…” His blazing eyes flickered.

Xiao Zhang: "..." The enthusiasm that was just rising to beat the clan leader was instantly frozen into ice chips by the cold words "You can't beat me".

That’s right, that’s the clan leader. They have a group of Qiongqi, a Qilin, and two people who are not from the Zhang family. Tsk tsk, I want to curse them. They are arrogant because they have good talents and capital.

They were just too excited and only thought about their numbers and the fairness of the matter. They also wanted to rehearse it first, but they selectively forgot the patriarch's inhuman fighting ability.

Not to mention them, even if all the Zhang family members present were tied together, they would probably not be able to stand up to the patriarch who was completely serious and ruthless.

At that time, it would not be about "inviting" the patriarch back, but rather everyone would be "invited" to the hospital by the patriarch.

The scene fell into an awkward silence for a moment.

Hei Xia Zi opened his mouth and said, "Damn it! How can he catch the mute with such strength?"

How can he turn things around in the future?

This isn't right.

When everyone went back to rest at night, Jiang Xiaoyu was still amazed at Zhang Qilin's fighting ability.

Because in the end, this group of people who were not afraid of death really beat up the patriarch.

Then they were all kicked out by Zhang Qilin.

The scene was like a huge truck hitting people, it was horrific.

The Zhang family was powerless to fight back.

Tsk tsk, Jiang Xiaoyu is now applying medicated oil to Zhang Xiaoshu.

Fortunately, he didn't go.

Wow, even Hei Xia Zi was directly suppressed by Zhang Qilin. I don’t know what kind of powerful pill he took to make him so terrifying.

The waist of the black bear cannot be cured, and it needs to be used evenly from front to back and left to right.

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Unfortunately, he himself forgot that Zhang Xiaoshu under him had already touched his waist.

The five thin fingers grasped the waist.

Jiang Xiaoyu's face turned red.

"Zhang Xiaoshu."

Jiang Xiaoyu's voice, which was filled with shame, anger and a barely perceptible tremor, was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, and Zhang Xiaoshu was instantly swallowed up by the surging desire.

Zhang Xiaoshu turned a deaf ear to it, or rather, the low call seemed like the spark that ignited the final fuse.

His hot breath sprayed on Jiang Xiaoyu's sensitive neck, with a light, slightly spicy scent of herbs and medicine, mixed with his unique forest-like refreshing scent, forming a dizzying temptation.

The quilt was like a thick cloud, covering them heavily and isolating them from the outside world.

In the small, stuffy space filled with each other's breath, the only sounds were the rustling of fabric rubbing against each other and the increasingly rapid and intertwined breathing.

Jiang Xiaoyu wanted to refuse at first, but her palm rested on Zhang Xiaoshu's strong, well-defined chest. Through the thin clothes, she could feel his hot body temperature and strong beating heart.

But Zhang Xiaoshu's arms were like iron hoops, holding him firmly under him.

The fingers with thin calluses seemed to carry electricity as they slowly rubbed and kneaded his thin waist, and each press accurately rolled over his tense nerve endings.

"Hmm..." A suppressed, watery whimper escaped from Jiang Xiaoyu's throat, and his body honestly betrayed his remaining sanity.

The hands brought not pain, but an indescribable numbness and soreness, which instantly spread from the waist to every limb, draining away his strength to resist.

The hand that was originally pushing away unconsciously turned into a weak clinging movement, with the fingertips curled up and tightly grasped the fabric on Zhang Xiaoshu's back.

Zhang Xiaoshu's kiss fell, no longer the previous test, but with the force of conquering the city.

He waited for a long time.

He is not the patriarch, why is he waiting so long?

The hot lips and tongue pried open Jiang Xiaoyu's teeth without hesitation, greedily absorbing the breath from his mouth.

The kissing technique was clumsy but carried a primitive instinct, domineeringly declaring sovereignty.

Jiang Xiaoyu felt his mind was blank, his oxygen was deprived, and his consciousness was floating in the sweet suffocation.

He endured it passively, but his body was like a piece of dry firewood that was lit, and he couldn't help but feel hot and trembling under the opponent's fierce attack.

The medicinal oil that was previously casually applied to Zhang Xiaoshu's body now became the best medium.

Zhang Xiaoshu's palm, carrying the slightly cool and slippery liquid, explored down along Jiang Xiaoyu's smooth waistline. Wherever it passed, the skin seemed to be ignited, leaving a prairie fire.

The interweaving of the cold and hot touches created a strong sensory stimulation, causing Jiang Xiaoyu to twist her waist unbearably, but it was more like sending herself deeper into the other's palm.