Genius commoner

Chapter 858 Lost
Looking at the arm that was crippled by Mo Qixiong, the man with the scar couldn't react for a while, his eyes were full of disbelief, until the piercing pain passed, he was like a wounded beast, roaring and blasting out his left fist, With a whoosh, he punched Mo Qixiong directly on the bridge of the nose. He was in a life-and-death situation, and he punched the most explosive punch in his life.

Unfortunately, it is also the last punch in life.

Mo Qixiong seemed to have expected that he would come to this attack, he blocked the opponent's attack with his left hand, then pulled hard with his palm, and at the same time took a step back, the upper body of the scarred man subconsciously leaned forward, Mo Qixiong Xiong didn't let go of this opportunity, moved his left foot, filled his right foot with strength, and slammed into the forehead of the scarred man with force.

With a loud noise, Mo Qixiong's knee hit the forehead of the scarred man, and a cloud of blood burst out immediately, followed by blood from his mouth and nose. At the same time, a kick hit the scarred man's chest, and there was another crackling sound, and the scarred man's sternum broke instantly.

His burly body fell backwards and flew out, spurting out a big mouthful of thick blood again on the way. Behind him, another man in military uniform who was not weak was caught off guard and was knocked straight, followed by a mouthful of blood, hugging the man with the scar After rolling for a few meters, the tables and chairs that the four women sat on were knocked over with a bang, and the tables and chairs that the four women had sat on were smashed to pieces, and the cups and plates were messed up.

This movement made Liu Qiqi and the others scream, the man with the scar twitched twice, and then he stopped moving.
Mo Qixiong clapped his hands and threw a few pieces of rags on the ground. Hu Numing, the six confidants around him, and the people watching the excitement around had different expressions, but they all felt the same shock. The man with the scar, and the domineering he showed during his period, gave people a kind of primitive barbarism and domineering, which made people naturally afraid.

At this time, several men in military uniforms came to their senses. Seeing that their companions were unpredictable, they all pulled out their guns from their waists: "Boy, court death!"

Before the gun was pulled out, a few basketballs swished past and hit the head of the person who drew the gun with precision. Although the distance was not far, but when it was thrown out of Ye Zixuan's hand, the basketball was still no different from a volley. Hum, the three gunmen fell and flew out, and fell heavily beside the scarred man, the bridge of their noses collapsed, and blood flowed out wantonly.

When Liu Qiqi and the others screamed again and Mo Qixiong tensed his body, Ye Zixuan looked at Hu Numing. As long as the latter made any move, he would kidnap him without hesitation, but he was surprised. Surprisingly, Hu Numing did not overreact, anger and surprise flashed away, and then swept across the dead and injured men on the ground and said:
"That's right, he's a top player."

Hu Numing turned his gaze to Ye Zixuan: "It seems that I was not wronged this time."

The life and death of his subordinates lay on the side of the road, but this guy sincerely admired Ye Zixuan's skills, and his personality was really unpredictable.

"Dead, dead!"

A person who ran over to join in the fun shouted immediately when he saw the blood on the scene, which immediately made the scene chaotic. Many tourists fled to the distance in a panic, fearing that something would happen next and hurt themselves. The patrolling police rushed over immediately. Come over, see that it is Hu Numing, and send people over to help, while helping to disperse the crowd.

Dozens of police officers arrived at the scene quickly, and surrounded Ye Zixuan with live ammunition. Police guns were also pulled out and aimed at Ye Zixuan and Mo Qixiong. Not caring about their situation at all, he took out his mobile phone and sent a few text messages. He used today's incident to test the official attitude.

He wanted to see where Vietnam's bottom line was for him, so that it would be easier for him to act next.

Hu Numing didn't care about the chaotic scene, and didn't feel ashamed of himself. Instead, he took a step forward and reached out to visit several companions who fell on the ground. They had a little life, but the man with the scar was completely dead. He clapped his hands and stood. Standing up, he gave Ye Zixuan a thumbs up: "That's right, kill my soldiers in front of me."

Ye Zixuan slapped a basketball: "How? Are you satisfied?"

Liu Qiqi and the others who were driven away not far away, heard that someone had died, and Ye Zixuan was so arrogant to ask the garrison commander, their hearts couldn't help trembling, they didn't expect this guy to be so rampant, killing a person is completely insignificant, thinking Whoever is killed, he is killed, and it is better to start with such a large crowd. It seems that it is better to provoke such people less in the future.

Hu Numing pointed at Ye Zixuan and snorted coldly: "Killing people in the street is intolerable under the national law. Believe it or not, if I arrest you, the Ye family will not dare to say a word?"

As he hummed these words, dozens of police officers shouted and reprimanded, and stepped forward with their guns raised, calling on Ye Zixuan to tie up his hands and give justice to the deceased. It rang, and after picking up a few impatiently, his arrogant expression became dignified, and finally, his scalp tingled to ease the atmosphere.

He signaled dozens of police officers to lower their guns, and told Hu Numing that Shangfeng had called. The case was in charge of the garrison, that is, Hu Numing decided.

Afterwards, he led dozens of police officers back four or five meters, giving space to Ye Zixuan and Hu Numing.

Ye Zixuan held the basketball in his left hand, walked slowly to the table, picked up the cup of cappuccino and took a sip, very relaxed, Hu Numing's attitude revealed many things, unwillingness, anger, viciousness, only There was no killing intent, he guessed that there was a Dharma sword hanging over Hu Numing's head: "Commander Hu, your national law seems to be not good enough."

Hu angered everyone: "I don't need the police, I can arrest you, the crime is clearly under the watchful eye, who can protect you?"

Ye Zixuan walked up to him: "Of course you can arrest me, but believe it or not, I don't even use the laws of the country, just use politics to kill you?"

Hu Numing's body shook, his fists tightened imperceptibly, and then he loosened his fists again. He really wanted to give an order to kill Ye Zixuan, but he knew he couldn't. To deal with Ye Zixuan on the charge of homicide, Ye Zixuan's methods are more ruthless, and Hu Numing knows the weight of politics.

"Commander, this kid is too crazy, let's kill him directly."

The few remaining subordinates held guns and leaned against Hu Numing with a low growl: "It's a big deal that one life will be exchanged for another life."

Almost as if by induction, Hu Numing's phone rang. He glanced coldly at Ye Zixuan, then put on earplugs to answer the call, and immediately heard the voice of the military chief. The latter seemed to know what happened here thousands of miles away. , reprimanded Hu Numing for messing around, provoking and making trouble, and if he didn't clean up the mess, he stripped him of his military uniform.

This chief is not Yue Wenxing, but the most respected chief of Hu Numing. He can have today's status, which has a great relationship with the latter. If the latter hadn't been protecting him, he would have been rejected by his colleagues and stepped down. I thought that I would still get support this time, but I didn't expect that the respected chief is scolding him now.

After hanging up the phone, Hu Numing's expression turned ugly, he glanced at Ye Zixuan, and slammed his fist, breaking a table into pieces:
"Ye Zixuan, don't give me a chance, or I will get back my revenge ten times over."

Ye Zixuan counterattacked unceremoniously: "Commander Hu, be careful when you do things, otherwise you will be transferred to the South China Sea by the Ministry of Defense at any time to be the vanguard. You have no reason to be upset today. I never thought of making you feel bad. It was you who provoked me for no reason. , it was also your subordinates who attacked me first, hurting people, killing people, losing face, it's all up to you."

Hu Numing let out a sigh of relief, although this was true, he still felt uncomfortable.

Ye Zixuan threw the coffee cup on the table: "I'm going back, Commander Hu, remember to clean up the scene, it's about your face."

After speaking, Ye Zixuan waved his finger, turned and left with Mo Qixiong.

Hu Numing bit his lips, his eyes turned cold, he pulled out a gun with his right hand, and was about to lock Ye Zixuan's back when he heard a gunshot.

A bullet hit the barrel!

Hu Numing's arm seemed to be slapped by an irresistible force, and he lifted it up violently, and the gun was thrown out like a stone.

My whole arm was so sore.

Hu Numing glanced around, then locked on a rooftop and sighed softly.

He lost.

(End of this chapter)