The Grave Robbers' Chronicles: What If Tian Zhen Had a Younger Brother

I heard the van pull over to the side of the road, and I fell silent. What was going on with this familiar scene? But what is certain is that my strong sixth sense is desperately warning that the opponent is definitely not a good thing. Mainly the feeling of disgust that seems to be deep in the soul. "Hey, long time no see, do you miss me brother?" The man in sunglasses is a good guy, but I can't do it anymore. I smiled and said, "What do you guys have to do today? We have something to talk about, so I can make the decision and treat you guys to a meal. If you have offended me a lot before, it's because I'm not sensible. You guys should ignore the faults of others." The fat man burst out laughing, speaking in a Beijing accent as if he was singing a big show: "There are no outsiders today, and my brothers won't follow you around. You must treat me to this meal, but before you eat, you should explain to us what you committed some time ago, who you provoked, and which path you took." I gave a smile that was uglier than crying, "I was just thrown into a different world after traveling through time. Two young men came up and blocked me in an alley and beat me up." Black Glasses was not happy anymore. He clicked his tongue and scolded me for being ignorant. I don't know why, but I got angry when I saw this guy, and imitated his behavior and clicked my tongue, and then the whole carriage fell silent. My heart skipped a beat. The fat man mumbled, "I heard from Tianzhen that it was you who was playing tricks and rushed towards me by yourself." As soon as I heard this, I murmured in my heart, this is also called Wu Xie, nicknamed Tianzhen, which means that the fat man is still a Jingye, and the man with black glasses next to him is worth 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan. . . . . . . I sneered, made a rock and roll gesture, and said my name was Zhang Qiling, a centenarian who loves rock and roll. I stretched out my trembling hand and pointed at the young man driving the car: "You are not Jie Yuchen, are you? Haha." After receiving a positive answer, I put my head in my hands and fell into doubt about my life. I remember that the person next to Wu Xie was Zhang Qiling. Wasn't this guy guarding the Bronze Gate? Or is it that the ten-year period has come and I respectfully invite the Dragon King? . . . . . Respectfully invite Zhang Qiling to come out? Thinking about my original sentence of using ten years of mine to exchange your innocence, my girlish heart was riddled with holes. Just travel through time. Why are you traveling to the later stage? Are you watching Ping Xie's married life? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but giggle twice, hey, it's not impossible. But the time doesn't seem to match up. As for the Heixiazizi and Yuchen, the best love story in the world between a second-rate son and a domineering CEO, I looked up at the Heixiazizi, and then looked at the beautiful Jie Yuchen in front of him, who was unparalleled in the world, as gentle as jade, and shook his head secretly, I will not agree to this marriage. Looking at Fatty Wang again with a kind face, I wonder why I see the word "kind" on his face. So the three of them looked at Wu Kang as if he was having a convulsion. Sometimes he was silly and happy, and sometimes he was frowning. What remained the same was that his eyes were moving very fast. After a brief excitement, I re-examined the identity of my body. This plot has reached the end of the season. I haven't read the next few books at all. The failure to keep them intact is a plot mission that follows the protagonist team. Finally, I mustered up the courage to ask the fat man who seemed the most kind among them, "I said Fatty." Suddenly being stared at by the Tomb Robber Notes bosses, I was still a little uncomfortable. I straightened out the wrinkles on my clothes and continued in a soft voice: "Well, do you guys have something to do with me today? If nothing happens, I will have classes in the afternoon." The blind man exclaimed exaggeratedly: "I am such a good boy, I never thought I would become a good boy." I sneered twice and put my hand on the door, "Brothers, are you kidding me?" Just as I was about to open the door, a cold light flashed in front of my eyes. As if on a conditioned reflex, I retracted my hand and looked at Xie Yuchen in the driver's seat in shock. This guy had a butterfly knife flying up and down in his hand. "What a pity." While I was stunned, the blind man raised my wrist and inspected it, then made a sound of regret in his mouth, "Master Hua, your accuracy is a bit off. If it were the blind man, I would definitely cut off his pig's trotters." The fat man frowned, but didn't say anything. Just like this, the black blind man held my wrist, and I was sweating coldly. If it weren't for my super sixth sense, my hand would have been chopped off if I couldn't protect it. He tremblingly took back his palm, but this time he couldn't laugh anymore. "Stop making trouble and leave quickly." Fatty saw the traffic police coming this way and reminded him loudly. Xie Yuchen stepped on the accelerator and the van rejoined the traffic flow. After a moment of silence: "I'm not here to reminisce about old times. The owner of the Crescent Hotel came to ask your brother to pay back the money. You were also a party involved at that time, so you can't escape from this matter." When I suddenly heard this, I blurted out without thinking, "Why doesn't Wu Xie pay for food?" Later, when I thought about it carefully, it was probably only a few hundred million on my fingers, let alone the money for lighting sky lanterns. But I couldn't remember that there was a person like me in there. I witnessed history on the spot and was related to Wu Xie. The labor and management were pretty awesome~ My name is Wu Kang, a mysterious and great time traveler. Just when I was about to reach the peak of my life, attend the CEO meeting, marry Bai Fumei, and slap little Karami in the face, I was forced to take on a debt of 100 million. I held my heart in my hands, with tears in my eyes, and glared at the gang of thugs in front of me. I said to the agent of the Crescent Hotel with four parts anger, three parts sadness, and three parts pain. "Wu Xie lit the sky lanterns in the first place! Zhang Qiling and Wang Yueban smashed the store, the escape was arranged by the Huo family, and the stolen goods were sold by Jie Yuchen! What does it have to do with me?" Silence! What a suffocating silence! I looked at the bright contract in front of me, supported my dizzy head with my hands, and trembled in my mouth: "Aren't you bullying honest people?" The black blind man laughed out loud. My eyes were red, evil arose in my heart, and I was so angry that I slapped the table with both hands and pointed at the other person, "You're just laughing, you owe me 100 million!" The blind man bared his big teeth and said, "I have Mr. Hua~" I sneered, imitating a blind man and said in a long tone, "I have it~ Where is Mr. Hua~ What the hell~" The black blind man was unhappy and stood up. So when people are extremely angry, they will really get angry. For example, a minute later, I covered my swollen right eye and sat under the table. Listening to the quarrel between the young master surnamed Wu and the black-hearted blind man who has no martial ethics, you said something to me. The people brought by the Crescent Hotel wanted to maintain order, but did not dare to take action. Pull the contract out from under your butt and silently tear off the place where you signed and sealed it. It is impossible to repay 100 million in this life, not even a little! In the end, the Crescent Hotel came forward to end the farce. "How are you doing, Xiaokang?" The young master looked anxious. "I'm dizzy and a little nauseous." I lay down under the table, covering my eyes with one hand and my stomach with the other. He straightened his legs and kicked the blind man, leaving two size 43 footprints on his black trouser legs.

Sorry! This is my punishment! Woohoo! Instead of replying to everyone one by one, I silently read everyone's comments. Looking at the IDs that I followed from the tens of thousands of words in the beginning to the present, I silently cursed myself: Who are you worthy of? Then I held my conscience and put off updating until now! Then! My sky is falling! I can't read any more old articles! OMG!

Damn it, if it can be updated, I will die without regrets

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