Tomb Raider: Nine Gates Let Me Be the Group’s Pet

Although the Zhang family fell into decline in the later period, it was still a prominent family after all, and it was fully equipped with all the necessary etiquette and manners.

Therefore, Zhang Zixi, who grew up in the Zhang family's old house, could not stand the behavior of these playboys, not to mention that the man in front of her looked like a ruffian, which really made her feel disgusted.

"It's been a long time since I last stretched my muscles. Life has been a bit boring lately." Zhang Zixi thought so and was about to teach the thug a lesson.

She curled the corners of her mouth, obviously having an idea in mind.

When the gangster saw the girl in front of him change from a look of disgust to a sudden smile, he thought it was his charm that attracted her, and he also smiled with inexplicable pride.

Zhang Zhixi stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed the tie of the gangster opposite her and pulled it forward, then chuckled and said, "Okay."

But he suddenly twisted his knuckles quickly, and quickly stood up and stepped back. With a "bang", the gangster's face hit the solid wood carved round table heavily.

After the gangster reacted, he was about to stand up and get angry, but Zhang Zixi was one step faster than him. She raised her foot and kicked the stool next to her, and the stool hit the gangster's knee. The gangster was in so much pain that he had to kneel on one knee on the ground and gasp for breath.

The gangster wanted to tease someone but ended up being teased instead. He was so angry that he grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it towards Zhang Zixi with all his strength.

The tea in the teacup was still boiling hot, and was about to splash onto Zhang Zixi's face, but she quickly grabbed the tea tray to block it.

And she simply kicked the teacup that was thrown at her onto the pillar of the theater.

Zhang Qishan, who was standing aside, just quietly waited for all this to pass, without even turning his head away, because he knew in his heart that his sister would never suffer in such a situation.

Adjutant Zhang seemed to have done nothing since the incident began, but in fact he had one hand on the gun at his waist, swearing that if the gangster dared to cross the line, he would shoot him.

Seeing that his series of actions had failed, the gangster became so angry that his face was distorted and filled with rage.

"Sir, I think you are not fit to listen to the opera in your current condition. Why don't you go back first? Or is there anything else that is not feeling well? I will take a look at it for you."

Zhang Zixi looked down at the embarrassed gangster, smiled and rubbed her wrist as if to prepare herself.

The gangster looked at what was happening before him and had no choice but to get up and prepare to escape dejectedly, cursing under his breath, very dissatisfied.

Unexpectedly, after standing up, the gangster said some dirty words to Zhang Zixi to vent his emotions.

"You have a very hot temper, my little beauty. It's quite interesting. All right, just wait for me. I'll remember your appearance. Just wait and see how I'll deal with you in the future."

But he just doesn't learn his lesson and he's going to do it again while he's talking.

This time, before Zhang Zixi could make any move, Adjutant Zhang at the side pulled out the wall from his waist and pressed it against his head, telling him to get out.

Who isn't afraid of being shot? Even if this gangster felt aggrieved, he had to leave wisely.

But when he reached the door, he felt as if he had been humiliated and became furious, and wanted to plot against him with some conspiracy.

The gangster blew out a poison needle from a copper tube and stabbed it towards the second master on the stage.

Zhang Zixi noticed something and thought to herself that something was wrong, but she didn't know how to stop it. However, she saw that her brother beside her had taken off the ring and held it in his hand, so she sat down with peace of mind.

The ring and the poison needle collided in the air and finally fell into the teacup.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Erye continued singing to the sound of gongs and drums.