Tomb Raider: Pick Up Attributes from the Millennium Zongzi at the Beginning

　　As soon as Su Cheng's voice fell, the faces of the Zhang family members turned dark.

　　"Boy, you have to see the situation clearly!"

　　An old man put a cane on the ground with both hands, and Su Cheng immediately felt a strong aura.

　　This old man is not easy!

　　No, these Zhang family members present are not simple!

　　A woman looked at Su Cheng and narrowed her eyes slightly. There seemed to be red light flowing in her eyes, like blood.

　　"Little brother, isn't the Zhang family's financial resources enough to attract you?"

　　The woman's voice was as charming as silk, making it sound a little flirtatious.

　　"These people... can't win over, and they're out of breath."

　　Fatty looked at the battle, his whole body tightened, his muscles collapsed.

　　Aning has quietly pulled out the flying knife he was carrying around his waist.

　　Su Cheng narrowed his eyes.

　　These Zhang family members, do they still want to tie him up here today?

　　The Zhang family members present were very dissatisfied. Seeing Su Cheng reject their invitation from the Zhang family, they turned from admiration in the hall to ridicule and ridicule.

　　An old woman spoke: "Hmph, it's just a little bastard who lives outside! Dare to put on airs here!"

　　The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses also said, "Boy, don't take a toast or eat a penalty drink, the conditions given by the Zhang family are not thin!"

　　"It's really easy for our Zhang family to hire someone. It's too early for you, a stinky boy, to show up here!"

　　A woman dressed as a lady gave Su Cheng a disdainful look, and the cat in her arms glared at Su Cheng.

　　Su Cheng frowned, because he couldn't eat grapes and said the grapes were sour.

　　Zhang Rishan frowned and did not interrupt.

　　He was thinking about a little Su Cheng, how could he dare to say no directly, doesn't he know the strength of the Zhang family?

　　Or does this kid really have two brushes?

　　The atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense.

　　The eyes of the Zhang family members were very aggressive.

　　"Adjutant Zhang, I've dealt with it."

　　The stuffy oil bottle pushed in the door, followed by Wu Xie and Lao Yi.

　　Zhang Rishan saw the stuffy oil bottle, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.

　　"Qingling, it's just right."

　　Zhang Rishan beckoned to let Zhang Qiling go over, and then said to Su Cheng and the Zhang family who were about to start, "Well, everyone, calm down first. We are not yet sure whether Su Cheng is the blood of the Zhang family."

　　Speaking of which, Zhang Rishan paused.

　　"Zhang Qiling is the one with the purest bloodline among our younger generation. Now let's let him fight you one-on-one and try to see whose bloodline is more powerful, how about that?"

　　Zhang Rishan looked into Su Cheng's eyes.

　　Su Cheng hooked the corners of his mouth and responded directly: "I accept it, come on."

　　With a few light steps, he came to the center of the lobby.

　　At this time, the chattering voice of the Zhang family quieted down. After all, Zhang Qiling was the purest blood among the younger generations of the Zhang family.

　　They agreed that those who could outperform Zhang Qiling at his age might not have been born yet.

　　The lady holding the cat snorted contemptuously and sat down slowly, looking like she was watching a good show.

　　The others also had contemptuous expressions, all waiting to see Su Cheng's defeat.

　　Su Cheng looked at the Zhang family around, and moved his muscles and bones freely.

　　A man with gold-rimmed glasses who was sitting in the seat flicked a small pebble at Su Cheng without a trace.

　　The stone burst out of the air and went straight to Su Cheng's calf. If he was hit, Su Cheng would kneel directly in the lobby.

　　The man with golden glasses showed a sinister smile, but the expression on his face froze in the next second.

　　"With such a large family business as the Zhang family, it is not very good to use this method in the public."

　　At some point, Su Cheng grabbed the stone shot by the man with the golden glasses, crushed it, and threw it on the ground.

　　Zhang Rishan glanced at the man with glasses, and the man with glasses coughed in a pretentious manner and sat upright, pretending that nothing happened.

　　Zhang Rishan looked at Su Cheng, his eyes moved.

　　Then, in a very small voice, he said in the ear of the stuffy oil bottle: "Be merciful later."

　　The stuffy oil bottle nodded, and also flew a few light steps to the opposite side of Su Cheng.

　　The skills of the two are like practicing family members.

　　Wu Xie stood on the side at a loss, and Lao Itching followed Wu Xie to watch the play.

　　"You two! Come here, gods fight, be careful mortals suffer."

　　Fatty greeted Wu Xie, and Wu Xie and Lao Itch hurried to the side of Fatty and Aning.

　　Wu Xie just came, and he didn't know why: "What's wrong? Are they going to fight?"

　　Fatty said, "The Zhang family seems to be testing Su Cheng's strength. Zhang Rishan wanted to win over Su Cheng, but Su Cheng didn't accept it. As a result, the other elders of the Zhang family quit and almost tried to teach Su Cheng a lesson."

　　Fatty stopped halfway through, as if he suddenly thought of something.

　　Wu Xie was anxious to hear it: "You fucking keep talking."

　　As soon as the fat man raised his hand, he signaled Wu Xie to stop arguing. He seemed to have figured out something: "Zhang Rishan, is it possible that he wants to protect Su Cheng!"

　　Saying that, the fat man looked at Su Cheng and the stuffy oil bottle in the empty front hall. The two of them had already posed and were about to start.

　　The stuffy oil bottle took the lead, and kicked Su Cheng with a kick in the air.

　　Everyone can see that this is definitely the killer.

　　The stuffy oil bottle seemed to be merciless, but Su Cheng knew that now the stuffy oil bottle was just testing his strength.

　　Just swiping the legs from the stuffy oil bottle is really not a killer move for Su Cheng.

　　Su Cheng dodged the suffocating oil bottle's kick with a very fast figure, then jumped up, grabbed the suffocating oil bottle's arm and fell forward!

　　The Zhang family members who were sitting let out a burst of exclamation.

　　Su Cheng's skill is vaguely better than Zhang Qiling's!

　　Then, the stuffy oil bottle on the field also twisted, throwing Su Cheng away, but then Su Cheng made another coherent split, kicking the head of the stuffy oil bottle!

　　The stuffy oil bottle was short, dodging Su Cheng's attack, but Su Cheng quickly bent over, grabbed the stuffy oil bottle and threw it backwards.

　　Several people in the Zhang family's seats couldn't sit still.

　　Zhang Rishan, on the other hand, stared at Su Cheng's figure, wondering what he was thinking about.

　　"it is good!"

　　Zhang Rishan, who was sitting in chief, secretly clenched his fists, as if Su Cheng, who was slightly better, was his own family.

　　The entourage standing next to Zhang Rishan couldn't help sweating, and complained in his heart: Big boss... Who are you talking to... Our family Zhang Qiling has been suppressed.

　　In front of the hall, the stuffy oil bottle and Su Cheng were still fighting.

　　Fatty and Wu Xie were stunned by the old itching, so they almost shouted at the melon seeds on the spot.

　　It's just that due to being in Zhang's house, the proper etiquette cannot be lost.

　　On the field, Su Cheng stepped on the pillars in the lobby and ran for a few steps. He flew to give the stuffy oil bottle a shot, and the stuffy oil bottle jumped away quickly. Unexpectedly, Su Cheng turned around and pinched the back of the stuffy oil bottle. On the neck, the stuffy oil bottle went soft and almost knelt down.

　　"Good! Good!"

　　The fat man finally couldn't help screaming excitedly, and Wu Xie and Lao Yi also watched with relish.

　　The Zhang family on the side were too shocked by Su Cheng's performance.

　　The Zhang family, who originally had deep opinions, were shocked by Su Cheng's performance and sat at a loss for words.

　　What you said just now is very slap in the face.

　　Although the stuffy oil bottle next attacked Su Cheng and got rid of the restraint, it could be seen that Su Cheng had already suppressed the stuffy oil bottle faintly.

　　"This kid is not easy... How could he beat Zhang Qiling?"

　　"There is something in his bloodline. Just now, Adjutant Zhang gave him 'unicorn tea', but he didn't respond..."

　　On the field, Su Cheng exploded his speed and completely got rid of the stuffy oil bottle.

　　Whoosh!

　　Su Cheng quickly dodged the next attack from the stuffy oil bottle, so fast that only an afterimage was left to the naked eye.

　　Su Cheng quickly took out two small things from his body, raised his hand and shot in the direction of the stuffy oil bottle!

　　The figure of the stuffy oil bottle flickered, and the speed was also extremely fast, dodging the attack of two bullets.

　　Click!Click!

　　The two things Su Cheng threw out did not hit the stuffy oil bottle, but hit the ground directly, and two small smoking pits appeared on the tile floor.

　　At this time, an old man sitting on the seat of Zhang's family was curious and walked to the two pits to have a look.

　　In the next second, his expression changed.

　　"This... this... Rishan! Let them stop!"

　　The old man picked up the things in the two small pits, and before facing the crowd, he withdrew his terrified and incredible expression.

　　Zhang Rishan clapped his hands and stopped the two of them.

　　Zhang Qiling, the stuffy oil bottle, was slashed by a small object thrown by Su Cheng at this time. The object was fired like a bullet in Su Cheng's hand and directly pierced the stuffy oil bottle. sleeves.

　　You can imagine the effect of hitting people.

　　Hearing Zhang Rishan's voice, Su Cheng withdrew his hand.

　　He was going to use the few whistle candies in his pocket as bullets, but it seemed that the remaining ones were about to fulfill their original duty—to be eaten.