Genius commoner

Chapter 812 Murder

When Ye Zixuan glanced at the policeman intentionally or unintentionally, looking for the feeling of uneasiness that made him feel uneasy, the old man was slowly straightening up, completely ignoring the dozens of guns pointed at him, then snorted coldly, calmly raised his left hand, and flashed He pulled out a remote control, the size of a palm, with a red button on it, and the policeman shouted again in shock: "Don't move."

The old man didn't care, and pressed lightly.

On the viaduct with heavy traffic behind it, there was an explosion suddenly, and a ball of flames rose from a railing. Three cars waiting in line were shaken on the spot, overturned by the air wave and fell from the railing, more than ten meters away. The high altitude caused the car to become fragmented, the life and death of the driver and passengers were unknown, and there was chaos and screams at the scene again.

Hua Qingwu subconsciously covered her mouth, with a look of anger and sympathy on her pretty face, then picked up the phone and called her companions to help save her.

The dozen or so companions who followed her were all Jin Zhilin's excellent medical skills.

Seeing this tragic scene, the police officers shouted: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"I put a few homemade explosives on the viaduct, all gunpowder that I removed from fireworks."

The old man raised the remote control in his hand, and he was crazy: "Don't underestimate these things. After my improvement, these gunpowder are not much different from bombs. I also added a lot of iron nails in it. The gunpowder weighs thirty catties. The iron nails It also weighs three catties, and if they are all detonated, it will blow up 180 people, which is more than enough. My remote control is very special, and it will explode when pressed."

"Just release it, and the button will explode when it is pushed up. Only by turning off the switch on the side, it will not detonate."

The old man glanced at the police officer contemptuously: "If you don't mind hundreds of people being buried with you, you can shoot me with a gun."

When everyone's expressions changed, he added: "By the way, don't think about them evacuating. I also arranged a few sensor devices. Once they abandon the car and evacuate, if they accidentally step on my sensor, that's the same thing." It will detonate the explosives I planted, just more or less, so you better let the people on the viaduct calm down."

While speaking, he pressed the remote control again, and there was another explosion. This time, it was not the explosion of the motorcade on the viaduct, but sparks from the giant billboard.

Several load-bearing iron pillars were blown off, and the billboard immediately leaned forward with a click, crumbling, looking as if it would fall into the convoy at any time.

"I forgot to mention that the billboard also has explosives."

The old man looked up and laughed loudly, overwhelmed with complacency, and vented his anger: "If you smash it down, maybe ten or eight of them will be killed."

Hua Qingwu shouted in a low voice: "Shameless!"

Ye Zixuan also looked at the other party and snorted coldly: "Old man, you really let me down. I thought you were a respectable opponent, but I didn't expect you to be an unscrupulous scum. If I had known that I should have pinched you to death, I would have put it down if I had the ability. The thing in your hand, fight me hard, and I promise that the police and Ye Gong's children will not intervene."

The old man laughed loudly when he heard this: "Ye Zixuan, aggressive methods are useless to me. I am a killer, and killing the target is the most important thing. Respect and reputation are all fucking clouds. You can't blame me for being shameless. In fact, these explosives were prepared for you, but it is a pity that you suddenly discovered the clue and wanted to divert to avoid our ambush."

"It finally led to the current situation. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too vigilant."

"Otherwise, even if the young wife's bullet can't blow your head off, the billboard can kill you, and the explosives I throw from behind can kill you too."

Speaking of this, he shouted to dozens of police officers: "Aren't you backing down? There are too many guns, and it's easy to scare me. If you shake your hand, many people will die."

"Back! Back!"

Dozens of police officers with guns looked at each other, their expressions more dignified. They didn't expect the guy in front of them to be so difficult. It seemed that they came prepared today.

Then, one person took a walkie-talkie and informed the police officers on the bridge of the situation.

The old man grinned grimly: "Are you afraid? Very good, very good."

Ye Zixuan took a step forward and looked at the Western killer coldly: "What do you want?"

"Take your life for a hundred lives."

The old man stared at Ye Zixuan and grinned: "This deal is a good deal, right?"

"Are you overestimating my personality?"

Ye Zixuan didn't show any emotional ups and downs on his face, and took a step forward with his hands behind his back: "For the weak and innocent, I will help and help within my ability, but I will trade my life for it. I am not a Buddha, so I can't cut meat and feed eagles Don’t say you killed hundreds of people, even if you killed 1000 or 1 people, I wouldn’t take my life to replace it.”

"I won't feel guilty at all, because I didn't blow them up."

Ye Zixuan said calmly: "At most, after they die, I will donate 500 million to express my sympathy. I am not a public official or a policeman, so I don't care about the so-called public opinion and moral pressure, so you threaten them I can only say that you are out of your mind, old man, if you don't believe me, you can press the remote control right now."

"See if I frown?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "You really don't care?" He sneered: "I don't believe it, your identity, your background, you are destined to love the people like a son."

Ye Zixuan let out a loud laugh, with a touch of sarcasm in his words: "Love the people like a child? Childish! Old man, have you watched too many news broadcasts?"

Then he strode towards the old man:

"Remote control, if you don't press it, let me do it and see if I will love the people like a child."

While speaking, he quickly shortened the distance between the two, and even went directly to shake the old man's hand holding the remote control.

Hua Qingwu shouted: "Young Master Ye..."

Seeing this, the policemen all stared wide-eyed, wondering what kind of trick Ye Zixuan was going to play?
One of them took advantage of the situation and turned his gun to lock onto Ye Zixuan's figure with a stern expression.

Seeing Ye Zixuan approaching, the old man was stunned, he couldn't tell if Ye Zixuan was real or not, he subconsciously raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!"

Ye Zixuan patted his clothes and his hands, and a large cloud of dust spread out, filling the space between the two of them, then he stopped walking and sneered: "Why do you want me to stop?"

"Just press it if you have the guts to see if I'm afraid of the threat of human life."

Doubt flickered in the old man's eyes, but he quickly strengthened his confidence: "Ye Zixuan, don't play this kind of trick of advancing as retreat, it's useless to me."

"You're not afraid, are you? I'll kill dozens of people first and show you."

Speaking of this, he held up the hand holding the remote control, and shouted with a grim face: "I don't believe it, you don't fucking care about their life or death..."

When the faces of dozens of police officers changed dramatically, worrying about another death, the old man's body suddenly swayed, his eyes blurred as if he was drunk, and his fingers froze. At this moment, Ye Zixuan's cynical eyes froze, To the surprise of everyone present, he charged forward like a sharp arrow, with an extra black dagger in his right hand.

Immediately, a ray of cold light broke through the sky, and under the bright sunshine, it was extraordinarily enchanting.

When the blood splattered, Ye Zixuan had already missed the old man, the black dagger was already stained with blood, and his left hand was holding a severed hand, dripping with blood.

It was the old man holding the hand of the remote control.

In the next second, the wide-eyed old man fell to the ground without saying a word, and he passed out.

Ye Zixuan threw the black dagger on the ground, and then completely turned off the remote control. Although he didn't know if what the old man said was true or not, but for safety reasons, he still had to be careful. After turning it off, Ye Zixuan threw the remote control to the police officer in charge. Then he pointed at the old man on the ground and said, "He's been drugged by me, be careful when catching him."

"Wear a mask so that you don't faint. The effect of the medicine lasts for 15 minutes."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Keep an eye on him, don't let him run away, or you will all take off your police uniforms."

The leading police officer immediately straightened his body, and shouted respectfully: "Yes, Young Master Ye!" Obviously he already knew Ye Zixuan's identity.

Ye Zixuan took off the clothes with the powder on the outside, and after handing over the scene to the police, he picked up the black dagger he won and walked out of the crowd. Although the fierce battle was safe and sound, there were still a few wounds on his body. Ye Zixuan also exhausted a lot of energy. Ye Zixuan wanted to take a good rest. After walking a few meters, Hua Qingwu greeted him and asked with a concerned face:
"Is something wrong?"

Ye Zixuan smiled softly: "Slight injury, nothing serious."

"Four gun marks, so much blood, and you still say it's okay?"

Hua Qingwu grabbed Ye Zixuan's arm and asked someone to take a medicine box: "Don't rush away, I will treat your wound."

After finishing speaking, she pulled Ye Zixuan to sit on a low stone pier outside the cordon, took out gauze and hemostatic medicine to give Ye Zixuan simple treatment, and wanted to stop the latter's bleeding before going to the hospital, but Ye Zixuan couldn't let go Due to her insistence, she could only take off her shirt, and let the woman treat the wound gently with her movements. He also closed his eyes, enjoying the rare tenderness of the flower girl.

Hua Qingwu skillfully cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

She ignored the people coming and going and the noisy people, and quickly treated the three wounds of Ye Zixuan, and then moved to the fourth wound. When she was about to take out alcohol to clean up, Hua Qingwu saw a policeman The member, with his head bowed, walked towards this side, walking very calmly and slowly, but giving the appearance of a beast moving slowly, and the muzzle of the gun was slowly raised as he moved forward.

Hua Qingwu became alert and shouted: "Stop!"

As soon as these two words came out, the policeman with his head down froze, raised his gun, and pointed at Ye Zixuan.

(End of this chapter)