Tomb raider: You're going to extract my alien bloodline?

Chapter 56 Escape

Um... these past two days have been a bit boring, you can take a break for a few days before watching it again (´,,•ω•,,`)

He heard it...

A grating, unsettling hissing sound, like fingernails scratching a wooden board, filled the air. A sweet, pungent, putrid odor seeped from the crack in the door, growing stronger with each wisp.

"Did you get the stuff?" Qin Yuan spoke very quickly, his voice low, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the door.

Black Bear stopped chuckling, nodded, and patted the box: "The thing is inside. This is probably what Boss Aning wants."

"Very good." Qin Yuan immediately turned to look at Wu Xie, who was still in a daze, and Zhang Qiling, whose expression was solemn: "We can talk about the rest later. Now, right now, run!"

"Bang—!!! Crash—!!!"

The moment his warning left his lips, the door, which Wu Xie had bound with leather belts, was violently slammed open from the inside! The fragile door panel flew off like paper in an instant. The rusted iron bars groaned under the strain, twisted and deformed by the force.

The belt snapped in two, the buckle flew off, and hit the wall with a crisp "clang".

A distorted figure, carrying an overpowering, nauseatingly sweet scent, burst out from the broken doorway!

Forbidden Woman!

This time, Qin Yuan saw it clearly. The thing roughly maintained a human shape, but its joints were bent backwards, its limbs were twisted in a way that violated physiological structure, and its skin was a deathly grayish-white.

The most terrifying thing was its hair, which was thick, black, and ridiculously long, like countless living black venomous snakes, dancing wildly in the air, almost obscuring its entire body and most of its face.

Through the gaps in their hair, they could vaguely see a pair of eyes, without whites or pupils, just pitch black, staring in their direction with a cold, greedy malice.

"Hah...hah..." A wheezing sound came from his throat, like a broken bellows, mixed with unintelligible murmurs.

Wu Xie gasped in fright, the chill running from his throat to the soles of his feet.

Black Bear gasped, but instead of retreating, his eyes seemed to light up as if he had seen something rare.

He whistled, and amidst the chilling gaze of the Forbidden Woman and the ever-approaching crawling sounds, he still had the leisure to nudge the pale-faced Wuxie with his elbow, lowering his voice and speaking with a mocking tone: "Little brother, not bad, this romantic entanglement... it's been long enough, and the pursuit has been relentless enough? She's really hung up on you."

"Peach... Peach, you son of a bitch, you owe me a debt of love!" Wu Xie was both scared and angry, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. His fear was diluted by these nonsensical words, leaving only grief and indignation.

The Forbidden Woman seemed to have completely identified its target, letting out a sharp screech! With a burst of strength from its twisted limbs, it pounced straight at Wuxie in a bizarre, rapid crawling motion!

"Walk!"

Zhang Qiling gave a low shout and didn't delay any longer. He sent the Forbidden Woman flying with a knee strike, grabbed Wu Xie's arm with his left hand again, and his right hand had somehow already gripped the hilt of the Black Gold Ancient Sword. With a burst of strength from his waist, he pulled Wu Xie around and rushed towards the stairwell!

Qin Yuan and Hei Xiazi didn't need any reminders. The moment the Forbidden Woman broke down the door, the two of them had already entered a retreat state. By now, they had already reached the stairwell with lightning speed.

Go head-on with this thing? Unless you've got your brain caught in a door! This place is eerily gloomy, who knows how many more are lurking in every nook and cranny? Qin Jiu isn't here now, we've got the quest item, and we've found Wu Xie. If we don't run now, are we really planning to stay and have a late-night chat with the Forbidden Woman?

The four of them rushed up to the first floor, crossed the lobby, and ran out of the haunted house at top speed. Outside, the bread truck that Ah Ning had arranged to pick them up was parked in an open space a few dozen meters away, with the door already opened.

Qin Yuan and Hei Xiazi crossed the gate in a few steps, jumped into the car in a flash, and Zhang Qiling followed closely behind.

Wu Xie felt he had never run so fast in his life. Watching the three people in front of him climb onto the car, his legs felt like lead, and he stumbled along. The car door was so close, yet those few steps felt like an insurmountable chasm. Just then, he tripped over something, stumbled, lost his balance, and was about to fall face-first into the ground.

"It's over!" Wu Xie felt a chill in his heart.

At the critical moment, an arm steadily reached out from inside the car door, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and then pulled him up.

Wu Xie felt a strong force coming from him, his neck tightened, and he was instantly lifted off the ground, flying into the carriage and then slamming hard onto the seat with a thud.

Wu Xie slumped in the chair, panting heavily. It took him a while to recover. He looked up blankly and scanned the carriage with his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is Aning sitting in the passenger seat.

Wu Xie: "..." His mind completely shut down again.

Ah Ning? What's she doing here?! Qin Yuan, Xiao Ge, that weirdo in sunglasses, and now Ah Ning... how did all these people end up in one car? Did the world secretly reorganize its social network without his knowledge? Or did he damage his brain from that fall and start hallucinating?

Looking at Wu Xie's stunned expression, Ah Ning's smile lingered for a rare half-second longer than usual. She curled her finger and gently tapped the side of the carriage, making a soft "tap-tap" sound. "Mr. Wu, what a coincidence. It seems we always manage to meet in some...unexpected places."

Wu Xie mechanically turned his stiff neck, his gaze sweeping over the other people in the carriage: Qin Yuan, sitting in front of him, looking out the window with his head slightly turned; Zhang Qiling, sitting next to him, still silent, slowly wiping the Black Gold Ancient Sword with a clean cloth; and Hei Xiazi, sitting in the empty seat behind him, crossing his legs and craning his neck to watch the show.

"Ah Ning? Why are you guys hanging out together?" Wu Xie's voice was dry and hoarse.

Ah Ning's smile faded, and she regained her usual calm and capable demeanor: "Nanxia and Beiya are renowned experts in the industry. Their experience, skills, and ability to handle unconventional situations are top-notch. Moreover, they have clearly defined prices. If your third uncle could hire them, then our boss can certainly do the same."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Qin Yuan almost imperceptibly. "As for Mr. Qin... although he wasn't well-known in the underworld before, we've collaborated before, so his strength is undeniable."

She didn't specify the details of the underwater tomb, but the words "had cooperated before" and "his strength is beyond doubt" were enough for Wu Xie to understand that Qin Yuan was highly regarded by A Ning.