Genius commoner

Chapter 481 Black Box
"Master Shen, what do you mean by surrounding me?"

Han Mazi was very surprised that his whereabouts were exposed, and he was caught on the way cautiously. Shen Wanqian was even more ferocious, but he quickly recovered his calm. When the senior brother was not in the church, Han Mazi had enough confidence: "I'll come This is to find an antidote for Da Furen, I don’t know any senior brother, and there is no sign of him here.”

Han Mazi kept his body against the wall as much as possible, so as not to be shot coldly and hurt himself: "Young Master Shen surrounded me and even shot at me. This is just a joke with the life of the eldest lady. Although Young Master Shen is the prince of the South, Delaying the treatment of Mrs. He is afraid that Mr. He will go to Beijing to sue, but now that Song and Chen are in a stalemate, Mr. He's attitude is very important."

Hearing Han Mazi's words, Shen Wanqian, who was sitting in the car, clapped his hands and laughed, "A mere soy sauce character not only knows how to attack the mind, but also judges the situation. This view of the overall situation is really beyond my expectation. Han Mazi, I have to say that you are a talented person, don't be fooled by He Changfeng, come to me and be a doorman."

"Ms. Shen has a lot more future than He Changfeng."

Han Mazi said noncommittally, "Thank you, Young Master Shen for your kindness, but Han Mazi has his own bottom line. Young Master He once saved my life, so I can't let him down." There was also a hint of teasing in his heart, and he knew that Shen Wanqian didn't really want to accept him. He just wanted to subdue himself with gentle means, and then use his own gun to deal with He Changfeng.

Shen Wanqian laughed loudly, without any regrets or regrets on his face, then he gave a thumbs up and praised: "You have backbone and loyalty, He Changfeng doesn't know how to get you, okay, I won't force you, even in your favor For the sake of talents, I will give you another chance to survive, and I will take down the senior brother, and I promise to let you live safely."

The corner of Han Mazi's mouth twitched: "Young Master Shen, I assure you with my head that there are no senior brothers here, only myself and a detoxification injection left by a friend in the world. If Young Master Shen doesn't believe it, you can send one The cronies come in to check, and once he finds the trace of the elder brother, Han Mazi is willing to tie him up."

"Really not?"

Shen Wanqian's laughter gradually subsided, and his words became more majestic: "But my information shows that the elder brother of the lost dog is in the secret room of the church. You went around a few times early in the morning and tried your best to come here, just to find him Take the antidote to detoxify the eldest lady, besides, if you have no ghosts in your heart, how could you be so sneaky?"

"It's still the same sentence, Young Master Shen can send someone to check."

Han Mazi said in a low voice: "If there is a shadow of senior brother, Han Mazi will tie him up."

Shen Wanqian took out a cigar, lit it and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Okay, I believe you once, but it's not enough to send someone to check. With you and senior brother, it's easy to kill or hijack him. I can't take my brother's life." Take a risk, I will send five people in to check, if there is no sign of senior brother, I will let you go, if there is, I will abolish you."

Han Mazi was silent for a while, and then squeezed out a sentence: "Okay." Although five people coming in would put him in a dangerous situation, Han Mazi also knew that Shen Wanqian didn't trust him, and he wouldn't just send one person into the tiger's mouth. If you really colluded with the big brother, the people who came in to check would have no resistance at all, and 100% would become hostages.

After weighing it up, he finally agreed. After all, he couldn't afford it. Han Mazi hoped that Shen Wanqian would let him leave this church safely without seeing his elder brother.

Shen Wanqian pointed to five people: "You five, go in and take a good look."

As his fingers deflected, five men of different sizes walked out silently, and then walked slowly towards the church where Han Mazi was. His bodyguard was as simple as that, but he didn't take it too seriously, and there was a sinister sneer at the corner of his mouth.

A kind of demeanor of a strong man who is surrounded by the enemy's tens of thousands of weights and stands still. In the past five years, Han Mazi has encountered such a situation more than once, but he is still alive and well. Those who besieged him, whether they were extreme masters, first-class police detectives, or Nanyue agents, all went to hell in the end.

Every time he walks out of desperation, he becomes a bit stronger, so for him, fear should not exist in his heart.

Through the wooden door that Han Mazi slowly opened, the two sides quickly met face to face at close range. Han Mazi, whose marksmanship and skills are both top-notch, looked even more serious. He used to be a soldier, and he regarded killing as a profession. Feeling the aura pervading from the five people, this is the aura of a strong man who has gone through hundreds of battles and accumulated life and death.

"The church is not big, the five of you can search separately."

Han Mazi pressed against the wall tightly, and said to the five people who walked in: "I hope you can gain something."

There was no reaction on the faces of the five people. They looked at each other and scattered around, looking sternly to find traces of the senior brother. Looking at their backs and movements, although Han Mazi was a little worried that the alcohol and bullets in the basement would be found, but more The eldest brother was calm when he was not on the scene, and did not block the handover between the two, so Shen Wanqian couldn't play tricks.

While the five people were searching around, Han Mazi stood quietly all the time, didn't go outside, and didn't disturb the five people's actions, but just firmly grasped the box left by the elder brother, and within 10 minutes, the five Shen's elite reunited , one of the crew-cut men took out his mobile phone, and respectfully said, "Young Master Shen, I haven't seen anyone."

"But there's bullets in the basement, blood, and some packets of biscuits."

He reported objectively: "There is still alcohol and gauze. Eldest brother should have stayed in the basement." He also sent a few photos he took. For any sound, the man with a flat head held his mobile phone and waited quietly, without the slightest hint of impatience on his face.

When Han Mazi narrowed his eyes slightly, the short-haired man heard a deep and forceful instruction from the phone, and then Shen Wanqian hung up the phone.

The crew-cut man put his mobile phone back into his pocket, but instead of going out immediately with others, he took out a cigarette and lit it, closed his eyes slightly, and then exhaled a puff of smoke.

Following the puff of thick smoke, the four Shen's bodyguards pulled out their military thorns with their backhands, and besieged Han Mazi like a pack of hungry wolves.

Although Han Mazi was tense all the time, he still didn't expect the other party to attack like this. Before he could shoot in time, he could only smash out the gun in his hand, hit a person's mouth and nose hard, and then swung the black box to block the three people who stabbed him. He stabbed the army, then kicked against the wall, and then crashed into the arms of a Shen's bodyguard with great force.

In the next second, his right hand snatched the latter's army thorn, and stabbed behind him swiftly.

With the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, the bodyguard of Shen's who was hit had a hole in his abdomen, backed away with a dead face, and then fell back stunned.

The three-edged army thorn can only stab, not chop, which is why it is eliminated by many people. It is much more difficult to play this thing to perfection than with a knife, and the three-edged army thorn fell into the hands of Han Mazi, like a tiger with wings. It is his favorite killing tool. With the military stab in his hand, Han Mazi becomes more and more powerful, and ghosts wander among the three opponents.

Invincible.

In the blink of an eye, a Shen's guy who was standing in front of him was poked out three bloody holes, and the man's high-raised military thorns had no time to land. This speed and sharp technique made the two attacking Shen's in the back The elites felt cold all over their bodies, almost suffocating, but unfortunately, unable to hold back, they bit the bullet and completed the life-death blow.

Life and death line.

Han Mazi turned around sharply without looking back, and the slashing military stabs came first, nailing the throat of an opponent who was sneaking up, accurately, ruthlessly and steadily.

The crew-cut man didn't move, didn't shoot, not because he was afraid, but because he was worried that the chaotic scene would affect his performance.

The flickering figures became more and more sparse, and Han Mazi suddenly walked out of the sparse figures, like a devil coming out of hell, and approached the flat-headed man step by step. The four bodyguards of the Shen family who besieged Han Mazi all fell to the ground, and none of them Well, the man with the crew cut saw that Han Mazi was tough, but he still couldn't believe what he was seeing, and was dumbfounded.

"good,,,,"

The flat-headed man licked his lips, moved his footsteps, and rushed towards Han Mazi with a military thorn. He struck twelve times in a row. The knives were dazzling and sharp. A circle was formed, which abruptly blocked his continuous bombardment, and the church continued to ring out, but the sound became weaker and weaker.

When the flat-headed man No.13 stabbed at him, Han Mazi, who had basically grasped the opponent's roots and patterns, turned sideways slightly, his face showing a hint of ferocity, while avoiding the attack, with a flick of his wrist, the military stab was thrown from his waist. Going out, he hit the crew-haired man impartially on the waist. The latter's expression changed, but it was too late to back away hastily.

There was a muffled sound, and a stream of blood spurted out. Following this movement, the expression of the flat-headed man suddenly distorted, obviously suffering from great pain, he stumbled and retreated, clutching his waist tightly and dare not let go, his face was unprecedentedly pale, Han Mazi didn't stop there, he rushed up again with the military thorn in his hand, followed him like a shadow, and stabbed three times.

These three knives are false and real, and they are full of joy, showing Han Mazi's domineering. The white light even turned the iron-like face of the flat-headed youth cold. However, Mazi smelled a crisis, an unspeakable crisis, the crisis did not lie in the short-haired youth, but came from behind!

It was completely a subconscious reaction, the light poured down like a galaxy, and the military thorns passed by like lightning, but the life-and-death moment of the flat-headed youth burst out with endless potential. Flood dragons were not so nimble when they went out to sea and jumped over the dragon's gate, so they escaped Han Mazi's fierce murderous intentions.

The flat-headed youth fell into the corpse of his companion.

When a look of regret flashed across Han Mazi's eyes, he was even more frightened by the stormy waves behind him, and sneaked behind him silently.

Gently pressing down with a palm, Han Mazi couldn't dodge and only had time to move his body slightly, but how could the long-planned palm fail?As soon as he turned around, all the palms that hit him on the back hit his shoulder blades. Han Mazi first spurted blood and flew up, and then he felt the crisp sound of "click, click" in his body, and the blood couldn't stop rolling .

Han Mazi felt that it didn't feel like a palm, but more like a heavy hammer hitting him.

When he fell, his shoulder blades were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The box also flew out of the hand, slid to the edge of the secret room on the ground and got stuck, more than 20 meters away, showing the great strength.

"Han Mazi, you are a little naive."

When Han Mazi subconsciously struggled to rush towards the box, a white-haired old man had already blocked his way. He was dressed in gray and had calm eyes. It was Huang Lao.

Han Mazi's face changed slightly, and then he got up enduring the severe pain, and was about to touch the gun behind his back, when the white-haired old man approached him, kicking with both feet, aiming at Han Mazi's genitals, Han Mazi had to block it, but Raising his hand, the white-haired old man turned to make a move. His move was much faster and harder than his kick, and his palms spurted out wildly.

It took only two seconds for him to die, and the white-haired old man slapped five palms one after another, all of them hitting a spot on Han Mazi's chest.

Although Han Mazi was considered tough, his shoulder blade was injured after all, and he couldn't dodge it. He was slapped five times by the white-haired old man, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

Then, the white-haired old man swung a fist with his left hand, and hit Han Mazi hard on the face with a straight punch. Han Mazi's facial features were deformed, blood flowed profusely, and he fell to the ground again.

In the next second, several elite members of the Shen family rushed in, pointed their guns at Han Mazi's head, and immediately took away his weapon.

In the hazy rain, Shen Wanqian and Ye Zixuan walked towards the back door one after another. Shen Wanqian looked at Han Mazi with a cigar in his mouth and smiled:
"Do you think I wouldn't dare to attack you if I didn't find the senior brother at the scene?"

"You underestimate me too much. The two lives in the alley are destined to be sacrificed to them by me."

Han Mazi didn't reply, but just stared sideways at the box with a anxious expression on his face.

"He defended the box when he was dying. It seems that there is an antidote inside."

Shen Wanqian exhaled a puff of smoke: "Come here, get it from the box."

"You are quite loyal, your life is hanging by a thread, and you are still thinking about the antidote."

"It's just that He Changfeng is a bit out of his mind. Although you are skilled, you are his celebrity. If you come out to get the antidote, we will keep an eye on you no matter what."

"Even if we lose it, we can still intercept it on the way back to the garden. The tree attracts the wind. Doesn't he understand the truth?"

The corner of Han Mazi's mouth twitched, and then he sighed, but he resigned to his fate without responding.

One of Shen's bodyguards ran towards the black box swiftly, and when Shen Wanqian was about to step into the back door, Ye Zixuan suddenly grabbed his arm: "Something is wrong."

Shen Wanqian was startled: "What's wrong?"

Ye Zixuan said in a low voice: "Han Mazi has such a big goal, we know it, and He Changfeng must also know it, why should he come out to take risks?"

Shen Wanqian hesitated to respond: "He is too confident."

"Since you are confident, why should you risk sending an e-mail to senior brother? He Changfeng's explanation to senior brother can be completely handed over to his confident Han Mazi."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "This is a bit contradictory."

Shen Wanqian raised his head slightly: "Maybe I wanted to remind senior brother to transfer, but I didn't expect to leak the trace."

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes: "What if the encrypted email was leaked on purpose?"

Shen Wanqian's smile froze for an instant, and then he yelled at Shen's bodyguard: "Don't move the box!"

At the same time, he pulled Ye Zixuan backwards.

Almost as soon as he exited more than ten meters, there was a loud noise from the black box, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the flames rose, like an earthquake.

The cross of the old-fashioned church collapsed with a click, and the bricks and stones flew.

(End of this chapter)