Tomb Robbery: If Hei Ye has the ability, don't fight back

Chapter 230 Cooking Fox

Master Li Qi watched the old foxes of the Wu family fighting with each other in a battle of wits and courage.

The child has grown up and is not easy to fool. The third master of the Wu family feels very depressed about this.

"Uncle San, you have to believe me. I'm your dear nephew!" Wu Yu, with his eyes wide open, suddenly lunged forward. "But I'm..."

Wu Yu paused for a moment, then said, "I... I'm the only child of the Wu family, right? I wasn't picked up from a garbage dump, was I?"

The Third Master was startled by Wu Yu's pounce. "Of course, but don't be so startled."

The Third Master was so angry that he wanted to slap Wu Xie, but halfway through the slap he felt something was wrong. He stepped back quickly and alertly. There was something in Wu Xie's room.

"Uncle San is indeed still strong despite his old age!" Wu Yu smiled obediently, but he accelerated and rushed forward.

The Third Master raised his foot and kicked decisively. He didn't get to where he is today by being merciful. Anyway, one or two kicks wouldn't kill anyone.

Wu Yu had no intention of hiding at all. He just hugged the Third Master's feet.

Before the Third Master could even sigh that something was wrong, he felt a slight pain in the back of his neck. It was over!

"Would you like to eat braised fox tonight?" Mr. Li Qi was holding an extremely small anesthetic gun that looked like a pen.

Wu Yu looked at the tranquilizer gun pointed at Li Qiye himself, and he slowly put away the weapon in his hand. "How about charcoal grilled food? It's crispier when grilled."

Master Li Qi held the tranquilizer gun with a steady hand, not moving at all as he pointed directly at Wu Yu. "That one's too old! If it's roasted, it'll be so tough! I want something a little tender, like this. It's barely passable. Put it in the pressure cooker for a little longer and add some chili peppers to tone down the fox smell."

Wu Yu nodded decisively in agreement, "Okay, I'll feed it to you tonight."

Master Li Qi looked at the man with a sinister look, "He is indeed shameless and invincible."

"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's move quickly, otherwise the fox will run away after the drug wears off. If it runs away, it will be hard to catch it again."

Wu Yu bent down and lifted up the upper body of the Third Master, "Come on, come on, give me a hand, Seventh Master Li!"

"If you can't lift him, just leave him here and chop him into pieces. It will be easier to deal with him later." Master Li Qi turned his wrist, put away the tranquilizer gun, and then climbed up from the shaking recliner.

Wu Yu and Li Qiye raised their heads and feet respectively, and walked slowly to the back.

Wang Meng, holding the instant noodle bucket, said, "Boss, the water is boiling. What kind of flavor would you like to eat? Boss? Are you trying to destroy the evidence? The soil in the backyard is a bit hard!"

Wu Yu said without turning his head, "Even if the soil is hard, you have to dig it. If you don't dig it well, your salary will be deducted."

"Boss!" Wang Meng, who dared not speak out in anger, finally saw who the two men were carrying. "Third Master? Is Third Master suffering from hypoglycemia?"

"Yes, yes, yes, he's so poor that he can't afford to eat. Why don't you come and help him? If you can't pay him, you won't be able to eat either!"

Wang Meng quickly stepped forward to help. Missing wages is a worker's worst nightmare. The three of them quickly stuffed the person into the warehouse.

Wang Meng didn't know why it was stuffed into the warehouse. He only knew that if he asked too many questions, his boss would deduct his salary. "Boss?"

"Hmm?" Wu Yu, who felt that the warehouse was not enough to trap the third master, squatted in the warehouse and rummaged around, looking very busy.

"If you have something to say, say it now. Don't dither or I'll dock your salary."

Wang Meng immediately turned his attention to the business, "Boss, what flavor of instant noodles do you want? I'll make some right away."

Wu Xie pulled out a ball of climbing rope, then looked up and smiled and asked Mr. Li Qiye, who was leaning against the wall, "Mr. Li Qiye, what flavor of instant noodles would you like?"

"Hmph! I don't want to eat it." Master Li Qi glared at the two poor guys with contempt.

Wu Shanju ate instant noodles every day and was so poor that it was unbearable to look at.

"Hey, you actually look down on it? This is a specialty of our Wushanju." Wu Yu took the rope and tied up the Third Master in a ring according to the teaching method of his cheap master.

"Eat, eat! Only when you're full can you have the energy to work," Wu Yi pinched the wallet he had just touched, opened it, pulled out two large bills, thought for a moment, and put one away. "Wang Meng, go pack some food and bring it back. We're having a big dinner today!"

"Really? Boss!"

Mr. Li Qi looked at Wang Meng's joyful expression and said, "Tsk, how come there is no yellow shop in Wushanju? It's amazing!"

"Hahaha, because this is a miracle!" Wu Xie hugged Li Qiye's neck and laughed a little crazily, "When the fake is made to look real, the real becomes fake, and when the real is made to look fake, the fake becomes real. Hahaha, don't take it too seriously."

Wu Xie was in a particularly good mood. He hugged Master Li Qi and sensed the truth in his arms. "Little Li, sometimes, it's better not to know too much. So, do you still want to know?"

"Did you give me a chance to be unaware?" Master Li Qi grabbed Wu Xie's collar. "Did you drag me into this vortex, or was it destined for me to experience all this?"

"Xiao Lizi, sometimes, it is meaningless to find out the reasons. What you can do is to change the result. You should know that changing the result is difficult enough." Wu Yu was hit against the wall, but he remained calm.

"Hehe, are all the people in the Wu family so good at fooling people?" Mr. Li Qi let go of Wu Xie and kindly helped him smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes.

People are all crazy! There are just two types: those who appear crazy on the outside, which is more direct. Others may appear normal on the outside, but their inner selves are already boiling, and it's unpredictable when they'll explode.

Wu Yi started laughing again, and her smile was quite pure and beautiful. "Wang Meng, go quickly and come back soon, otherwise we'll starve and get low blood sugar too! Then Wu Shan Ju will be completely bankrupt!"

"Okay, boss!" Wang Meng went to order food immediately.

"We should also make some preparations. Good food and good meals need to be paired with something." Wu Yu said and started to get busy.

Mr. Li Qi found a place to lie down. He didn't have any of the youthful vigor at all. He looked like he was going to retire. His whole body seemed to sink into the sofa, silently and gloomily.

Strangely, it was as if there was no one on the sofa, as if Mr. Li Qiye had merged into the sofa.

Wang Meng was also very quick and soon packed up the food and brought it back. "Boss, we can eat now. Um...um...the meal is almost done."

"Oh, wait for it to be paid to you together with your salary. Don't worry, as long as you work hard, the boss will not treat you unfairly."

"But...but, boss, when will the salary be paid?"

"Why are you so anxious? Wushanju won't fail again. Don't worry! I won't forget your contribution." Wu Yu patted Wang Meng, "Come on, put the dishes on the table first. If you get hypoglycemia soon, it will be bad."

Four dishes and a soup were quickly placed on the table.

Wu Yu also tinkered with the ancient machine.

"Boss, what is that?" Wang Meng had already laid out the dishes and looked at his boss curiously as he fiddled with the broken machine he bought from the second-hand market.

"We're eating! Of course we have to watch some movies." Wu Yu put the old tape into the machine. "Okay."

"Zizi~"

The screen was filled with snowflakes and the noise of poor signal.

"Boss, is this belt broken?"

As soon as Wang Meng finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed across the snow-covered screen.

"Ghost... a ghost movie?"

Master Li Qi picked up a piece of lotus root, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, "A horror movie, that's too low-level."

In the black and white picture full of snowflakes and extremely poor pixels, a person crawled strangely and a face suddenly fell on the screen.

"Oh my god," Wang Meng was shocked. "Boss, when did you start making a horror movie?"

"In my previous life..."