Tomb Raider: As a cannon fodder, I started to play badly

Hei Xiazi laughed even more happily when he heard Wu Xie's question. Seeing Wu Xie's face gradually darkening and he seemed to be getting angry, he suppressed his smile and said jokingly: "I am afraid that I, a blind man, will not be able to see clearly and disturb Master Wu's pursuit of love!!!"

After hearing this, Wuxie became even angrier. He had just been bewitched by Jinpo and was still a little confused, but now his IQ had returned and he knew he could not beat Hei Xia Zi. However, the rage he had accumulated would not allow him to hold it back any longer.

Wu Xie saw Zhang Qilin standing quietly behind Fatty Wang, who was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and watching all this. He came up with an idea. He pointed at Hei Xia Zi and said to Zhang Qilin, "Brother, I'll pay you to help me beat him up!"

Zhang Qilin raised his eyes and looked at Wuxie. When Wuxie was a little annoyed at his recklessness, he saw Zhang Qilin pursed his lips, looked at Heixiazi and nodded.

After bypassing Fatty Wang, Zhang Qilin came straight to Hei Xia Zi and looked at him straight.

Hei Xia Zi looked at Zhang Qilin walking towards him, his smile was a little weak, he said awkwardly: "No way, mute! You really won't come back! What about the indestructible relationship we promised?!"

When Hei Xia Zi finished speaking, he felt that Zhang Qilin's pace seemed to have quickened a lot.

Zhang Qilin suddenly took out the black gold ancient knife, with the scabbard, and slashed at Zhang Qilin fiercely. Hei Xiazi had been prepared for it, and immediately dodged to the side, but he still said mercilessly: "Mute, you have forgotten me, the old one, because you have a new one! You only listen to the new one's laughter, but not the old one's cry!"

After hearing what Hei Xia Zi said, Zhang Qilin's eyes became more vicious, and the black gold ancient knife in his hand, which was used as a dog-beating stick, swung faster.

The sound of the weapon cutting through the air was terrifying. Hei Xiazi could only keep moving to avoid the attack.

Wu Xie looked at Hei Xia Zi's somewhat embarrassed figure, jumping up and down like a big black rat, and finally felt relieved. As expected, Hei Xia Zi was a person who easily attracted hatred.

Fatty Wang just watched quietly from the side, looking at the forbidden woman who was also standing there, not daring to move. He felt a little alert, but also a little shocked and curious.

"I say, Master Hei, is this monster afraid of you?" Fatty Wang asked directly when he had doubts.

Hei Xia Zi was paying attention to Zhang Qilin, but in fact most of his attention was on the Jin Po beside him, just like Zhang Qilin.

Although Hei Xia Zi had a vague feeling about the reason why Jin Po was afraid of him, he should not let his guard down easily until he was 100% sure.

It seemed that Jinpo finally couldn't stand worrying about Hei Xia Zi sometimes approaching her and sometimes moving away from her, so she walked herself like a dog. Finally, a sound came out of her throat, and she shouted unwillingly at Wu Xie.

Wuxie felt a little aggrieved when he saw the obviously cowardly Jinpo who bullied the weak.

If you don’t have enough strength, you can only endure it, otherwise you will be the new batch of leeks, waiting to be harvested.

Fatty Wang slowly approached Wuxie, protecting her behind him, and closely watched every move of Jinpo. Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi also stopped and looked at Jinpo.

Hei Xia Zi had an ambiguous smile on his face and slowly adjusted his eyes. Zhang Qilin pulled out his knife. Fatty Wang raised the hot weapon in his hand and loaded it. Wu Xie held the Vajra Umbrella tightly in his hand.

At this moment, Jinpo is like a fish on the chopping board, just waiting to be slaughtered.

The weak are not worthy of talking about deprivation, that is exclusive to the strong.