MTL - Tomb Raider: Storytelling and Writing, The Mystic Nine is Confused-Chapter 220

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Tentative?

Just testing like this, aren't you afraid that Mr. Zhang will slap him to death with a slap.

This is dancing on the tip of the tongue.

But these are little things.

The sudden appearance of the Wang family.

Mr. Zhang also said that the people who killed were not from the Wang family, which is a bit nonsense. If the storytelling starts smoothly tomorrow, the matter of Genting Tiangong will continue.

The thorough investigation of Wang's family is bound to be delayed.

Qi Tiezui looked at the frowning Buddha.

How can I not know in my heart.

Master Zhang is very sensitive to spies and undercover agents.

Mr. Zhang also said that it was not the Wang family who were killed, which made the people in the nine gates, who were full of confidence, fall to the bottom in an instant.

Now I have met a very suspicious person like Lord Buddha.

This is really a kind of torture for the Buddha.

"Father, in fact, it doesn't matter if the Wang family can't find it.

"Could it be that the Buddha is going to kill all of them by mistake, and not let anyone go?"

Qi Tiezui just asked the exit.

Lord Zhang Dafa looked over with a slightly **** look.

The Eighth Master's proposal is not a bad idea, but if there are still people who come back in later, do you have to keep killing them by mistake?

"Mr. Zhang's move is really ruthless. It can turn the tomb robbery world of Long Kingdom upside down."

"It is true, but Mr. Zhang seems to have no purpose, which is confusing."

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the other side.

The old man tutted his tongue in praise.

"Last time Yulou told me that this six-winged centipede is not so cruel. I didn't expect this one raised by Mr. Zhang to be so cruel. It is simply a representative of violence."

Zhang Sanchain looked at the stump on the ground.

"It's a pity that this centipede has to provoke Mr. Zhang's six-winged centipede. It's just beyond your own power. Have you ever seen a scorpion that can grow muscle tissue?"

At first glance, the old man saw that the severed limbs of the centipedes embedded in the building turned out to be bright red muscle tissue.

"This is really a fine thing. Mr. Zhang's six-winged centipede has more wings. Otherwise, whether it can be done is another matter."

"Yeah, it's a little embarrassing to do that."

"By the way, third master Zhang, what should I do with the Wang family? I was troubled all night last night, so many people."

Zhang San said lightly.

"Why do you need to clean up? Even if they really hang out in the Xieling like Mr. Zhang said, but Mr. Zhang also said that Wang Zanghai is pursuing longevity, do you think a person who is persistent in pursuing longevity will really disappear? ?"

"If it doesn't disappear, then his goal has always existed, and that is longevity.".

Chapter 225 The mysterious man in black

"Also, how can someone who is so persistent in pursuing longevity give up longevity."

"Since the goal is not us, let him do the rest."

The old man picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

Then he waved his hand behind him.

"Why, always keep their heads and they are still in Genting Tiangong, the crater?"

subordinates behind.

The clothes on his body were still dripping water, and it was obvious that he had just run to the Crescent Hotel.

"The old head, the head has already taken people down the crater, but he didn't go deep. The black ancient city looked close, but it was very far away."

Hearing this, the old head frowned.

"Didn't I tell them to wait for the others to go in, follow them, or wait for Mr. Zhang's story to come out, then go?-"

The voice was full of anger.

If you don't listen to Mr. Zhang, you will die!

next second.

Snapped!

Pottery teacups were slapped on the table.

into pieces.

Zhang Sanlian said lightly: "The Black Stone City will not be in any danger. According to what Mr. Zhang said, this Black Stone City must be where the people of the Eastern Xia Kingdom live, and the Tiangong should not be here."

The old man sighed suddenly.

"Third Master Zhang, I'm not worried about this, but which Wang family I'm worried about. Although the Wang family around us won't do anything to us, the Wang family in Changbai Mountain is really fighting, not to mention Mr. Zhang. The identity of the Zhang family in the northeast as a tomb guard has been exposed."

"Are you trying to say that the Zhang family's combat power is still higher than that of the Wang family?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang also said that this strength is still above the Wang family, and they are the tomb guards, so how could they not take action, and they all know the organs in the tomb."

The old head said thoughtfully.

"It's very easy for people from the Zhang family in the northeast to kill tens of thousands of people in Genting Tiangong, far more ruthless than the Wang family."

Speaking of which.

Zhang San, who was listening, frowned slightly.

"It's really hard to say for sure."

But for a moment.

Zhang San Chain laughed.

"Let them leave the matter of the children and grandchildren. Even if the news is delivered in time, you can't guarantee that Yulou will come back obediently."

makes sense.

The old boss also agrees with this sentence in his heart.

If Yulou could listen to him, the trip to Pingshan would not have happened.

Refugees will not look at the gathering of Changsheng Mountain.

"The rain won't stop, I don't know if it will start tomorrow."

The old man looked at a hole on the top floor of the Crescent Hotel and sighed inwardly.

Although tomorrow's storytelling is a bit too late for him, Mr. Zhang will not be able to say anything about Black Rock City, even if it is sent later, it will be useful.

He also didn't believe that the dangers of Genting Tiangong would be so few, only the scorpion and the corpse. Although he had never seen it before, the spirits seemed to pass too smoothly.

A little too much is normal.

Don't know what's behind this.

Zhang Sanchain got up and patted the old head on the shoulder.

"Let's go, old man, the rain won't stop for a while, why don't you go out and get in the rain?"

The old man was out of breath.

"Everyone is as immortal as you, and the rain doesn't touch the body. If I'm good at it, I'll be a **** when I go out. Wait a while to see if the rain will stop."

Zhang Sanlian, who was beside him, reluctantly sat down again.

Looking through the holes in the hall, the sky was dark, and the black clouds seemed to crush the sky.

"The black cloud is pressing down on the city and the city is about to be destroyed..."

It's still raining.

...

Lobby.

"Why is this **** so evil? The two recent rains in the capital have something to do with Mr. Zhang."

"That's right, is it true that our conjecture is true? Mr. Zhang is a god."

"Well, Mr. Zhang stood on the top of the Drum Tower today. He looked like a living fairy. I almost fell on my knees."

As the man spoke, a sudden burst of inexplicable worship occurred in his heart.

It was as if Zhang Chen was there in person.

"Hehe, no matter how amazing he is, he is still a storyteller. If he is excited, unless Mr. Zhang comes out of the mountain, then he will be a real and deserving living fairy."

"But Mr. Zhang also said that it is impossible to come out. Mr. Zhang said that he is just a storyteller."

The man was not convinced.

"In case, what I said is in case, in case one day, Mr. Zhang said that the tombs inside are finished, then you have to go out and rob the tombs again. It is impossible to imagine some tombs out of thin air."

"That's right, the tomb imagined out of thin air, and we went to it, but it was empty."

"Hehe, it's impossible to imagine it out of thin air, how can it be imagined out of thin air, either it is the tomb of the gods, or it is the tomb of ghosts and gods, where we can't go, such a simple question, don't you understand? Now the tombs of Mr. Zhang's storytelling revolve around longevity, but this tomb revolving around longevity will eventually end one day."

The man finished speaking in one breath, almost out of breath.

"and then?"

The people on the side asked impatiently.

Although it's a bit of nonsense, it's really enjoyable to hear.

"Then, what Mr. Zhang said about longevity is still false. It is very likely to be true. The secret of longevity cannot be in one person's hands. It will definitely spill out. , isn't this longevity thing in our bag?"

"Don't worry, this thing about longevity will not be in the hands of one family. The Zhang family in the northeast has mastered the secret of longevity for so many years, and the Wang family still hasn't been able to bring down the Zhang family in the northeast. There are a lot of twists and turns here."

"Could it be that you are interested in the Zhang family in the northeast?"

The man's face turned pale when he heard it.

"Mr. Zhang said that Dong Abi's Zhang family and the inner clan intermarry, it is impossible to intermarry with us, so don't think about it."

"Hehe, it's just the tomb keeper. What's the fuss about someone else's dog? Besides, I'm not sure whether it looks good or not."

The man said coldly.

"Hey, I'm going to tell the story tomorrow. I hope it goes well. If it doesn't go well, I feel like I'm going to waste my whole person. Now I seriously suspect that Boss Yin has poisoned the tea."

"Damn, when you say that, it's really like this. No wonder I haven't seen Mr. Zhang recently. I feel that everyone around me is Mr. Zhang. This is a bit nonsense."

at this time.

one said.

"I said last time, I hugged my **** in the middle of the night. When I woke up in the morning, there were two marks on the soles of my shoes. I didn't expect that, my mother-in-law woke up in the middle of the night to fight, saying that I kept screaming when I went to bed at night. Zhang's name."

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Everyone around was shocked, and there was nowhere to put their hands.

This man can't be a glass.

Certainly.

I've never seen a man interested in a man.

......

at this time.

Suddenly, the shadows of several people appeared ghostly at the door of the Crescent Hotel.

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