Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1933: Villain Chat Time

"Walk?"

"Why are you leaving!"

Yang Xiaotao pulled away Wang Hao who was blocking him, looking calm.

Wang Hao looked anxious, "Boss Yang, now is not the time to be stubborn, Boss Yang."

"Stop talking. If I leave, he'll explode immediately."

"You're right."

Yang Xiaotao finally looked at the middle-aged man under him.

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Of course, I came here just to save your life."

"If you dare to leave, everyone here will die."

Yang Xiaotao smiled and waved at Wang Hao, "Well, I was right, wasn't I?"

Wang Hao didn't find it funny at all, and his expression was even uglier than crying.

Xiaobo narrowed his eyes and kept the muzzle of his gun aimed at the opponent's head. As long as he had the chance, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.

Hao Pingchuan clenched his fists, his heart filled with anger.

He was not afraid of the other party having guns and knives, but he did not expect that they had bombs.

What the hell, what should I do?

"Brother, look at this."

"I'm here, let the others go out first."

Yang Xiaotao looked around and saw that there were still many people in the carriage, especially the woman opposite who was hugging the young man. Xiaobo's move just now could be regarded as fulfilling the young man's reputation as a flower protector.

This time, the two of them fell heavily, and when they heard the bomb, they didn't get up yet.

After hearing a few more conversations, his face turned even paler.

To put it bluntly, they are just a group of children.

A child who has never seen blood.

Hearing Yang Xiaotao's voice, the middle-aged man was almost suffocated by Hao Pingchuan's pressure, and the fuse in his hand stretched straight again, scaring Hao Pingchuan so much that he quickly loosened it.

Then I heard the other person laugh and say, "Hypocrisy, they are all hypocritical people."

"They were just trying to educate you and improve you, but you still want to protect them?"

"Hypocrisy, hypocrisy, this is your false benevolence and false righteousness, haha."

The middle-aged man's laughter was full of sarcasm.

The woman and the young man who stood up nearby looked unhappy.

They looked at Yang Xiaotao with a complicated expression on his face.

Even though they knew in their hearts that the other party was targeting the person in front of them, and they also knew that they were completely implicated, the shame in their hearts still prevented them from doing anything cruel.

The two men stood up, but stood beside Yang Xiaotao without moving.

The others behind him, those near the door, had already stepped back quickly, and at the same time, those near the carriage also began to move away.

"Don't move, put your hands down, let go."

Three guards ran over from a distance and after understanding the situation, they pointed their guns at Hao Pingchuan and the other man.

"Comrade, I'm from the Sijiucheng Police Station and I'm on duty."

Xiaobo quickly revealed his identity, and then everyone looked at the middle-aged man who was pinned down.

When the three guards heard that the other party had explosives on him, their faces turned pale.

The middle-aged man in the lead immediately asked someone to notify the train driver that the train could not enter the station, otherwise more people would die if there was an explosion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Xiaotao winked at the two men, and the young man understood and immediately pulled the woman back.

Yang Xiaotao took two steps forward and closed the distance between them.

Come within ten meters.

At this moment, Xiaowei was waiting under the seat.

"Hey brother, how about we chat?"

Yang Xiaotao asked tentatively, and the middle-aged man sneered, "What's there to talk about?"

"If you want to talk, let's go to hell and talk together."

"Hell? Not necessarily. I think we should talk about it now."

"Haha, what's the difference between going to hell?"

"People like you have so much blood on your hands. You are all murderers. You are no better than us."

The middle-aged man laughed crazily, and the fuse in his hand slowed down a little. "Actually, I admire you a lot."

"At least before he died, he dared to speak so calmly. Most people can't do that."

The middle-aged man expressed his admiration, but his eyes were filled with madness.

While the two were talking, no one noticed that the kettle on the table had disappeared, and the next second it appeared under the other person's chair, with the cool water flowing out and sinking into the chair bit by bit.

"Master, pour them all in, not a single one is left out."

When Xiaowei's voice appeared in Yang Xiaotao's mind again, the other party's praise had just ended.

"Well done!"

Yang Xiaotao praised Xiaowei and asked her to be prepared at any time just in case.

With Xiaowei's assurance, Yang Xiaotao felt even more confident.

He doesn't trust others, but he trusts Xiaowei 100%.

So he took two steps forward, leaned back in a chair, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"I don't deserve your compliment."

Yang Xiaotao was smoking while talking. Sweat was already dripping down Xiaobo's cheek beside him. Wang Hao walked forward with concern, ready to pounce on Yang Xiaotao at any time.

"Compliment, you are an interesting person. You are so stupid that you can't hear the sarcasm in the words."

The middle-aged man laughed.

"Behave yourself."

Hao Pingchuan couldn't stand his arrogance, so he used his arms to suppress him.

The other party snorted coldly and pulled the fuse in his hand out again. Hao Pingchuan could only loosen it a little.

"Who are you?"

Yang Xiaotao planned to get some useful words out of him. After all, at a time like this, as a villain, he should be talkative.

I finally accomplished something big and felt a sense of accomplishment. But if I can't share it, what's the difference between that and walking in the night in gorgeous clothes?
Only at the moment of success can you reveal your true feelings, let the enemy feel your deliberate planning, and finally enjoy the enemy's unwillingness and regret before his death. Only in this way can your inner thoughts be made clear.

Otherwise, who will satisfy their missing vanity?
In fact, only a few villains die because of talking too much, and they only exist alive in movies and TV shows.

Most of the time, the villain has the last laugh.

It’s just that the villains won’t publicize it, so fewer people know about it.

On the contrary, those who are capable of extreme counterattacks will not hide their true intentions, which gives people this illusion.

"I'm already here. I can't run away even if I do."

"You have to let me know who killed me, so that I can seek revenge on your people."

"Revenge? You're still thinking about revenge?" "What a joke!"

The middle-aged man laughed hoarsely from his throat, as if he had heard a huge joke.

Chichi~~~
Everyone was caught off guard and swayed. Hao Pingchuan, who was originally pinning the middle-aged man, was thrown down and landed in the corridor next to him.

The man took the opportunity to break free from his restraints and stood up, pulling the fuse.

"Damn it, who is this driver in league with? If I find out, I'm going to skin him alive."

Hao Pingchuan stood up cursing and stared at the other person with wide eyes.

We almost conquered the place just now.

If I had been more decisive and used a little more force, this wouldn't have happened if I had simply broken his neck.

hey~~
He’s old!
With a sigh, Hao Pingchuan immediately came to Yang Xiaotao. No matter what, his body could always be put to use.

At this moment, in Yang Xiaotao's sight, people rushed out from various carriages to avoid the impending explosion.

The middle-aged man also saw this, but he just sneered and didn't care at all.

All he had to do was kill this man.

"Since you want to listen, I'll talk to you so you can face reality!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man began to introduce himself.

Perhaps, this is his last chance to bring it up.

"My name is Zong Shujun, and I'm here to take your head."

"As for the background, you know it well. I came here this time just to get the news and wait for you."

"I didn't expect you to choose this train. I'm lucky."

The middle-aged man Zong Shujun smiled proudly, pulling the fuse in his hand straight, as if everything was under control.

Yang Xiaotao took two puffs of his cigarette, then blew out a smoke ring and asked, "You really put a lot of thought into this."

"With your arrangement, no matter which train I take, there will be people there, right?"

"Yes, so I am lucky."

Zong Shujun once again emphasized his luck, his face full of madness.

Xiaobo's breathing gradually became steady. Now that they were six or seven meters away, he was confident that he could deliver a fatal blow.

But this man's arm was on the bomb, and the fuse was pulled taut. If he fell down and the bomb exploded, it would be ruined.

Xiaobo didn't dare to move, and the others didn't dare to shoot without permission.

"How many of you are there? I counted and there are quite a few cars in Shanghai."

"Haha, stop asking questions. Why would you ask so many questions when the time comes?"

Yang Xiaotao spread his hands and said, "You just want to ask a few more questions. When a man is about to die, his words are good. You have to let me hear some truth."

"When a man is about to die, his words are always kind. Haha, he is indeed well-informed. His words are always pleasant to the ears."

Zong Shujun sneered, "Well, then, I'll let you be a smart guy."

"I'm the deputy captain of the National Salvation Team, Zong Shujun."

"This time, there are six of us, including me. That's enough."

"Six, that's enough."

Yang Xiaotong nodded, and then asked, "But from what you said, you shouldn't be locals. You came from the other side, right?"

"Yes, I came here by submarine. What's the matter? You didn't expect it, did you?"

"Indeed, you dare not show up on the sea surface. You can only hide in the water."

"fart."

When Zong Shujun heard Yang Xiaotao say this, he immediately cursed, "Your little broken boat is less than half the size of our big ship. If we encounter it, you can only flee in panic."

Yang Xiaotao shook his head and sneered, "Your big ships? How many of them were built by you?"

"On the contrary, our ships are all made by ourselves, one screw and one steel plate at a time. Sooner or later, our ships will surpass yours."

"That time!"

Yang Xiaotao's voice suddenly became excited, "It's when you're hiding at home and dare not go out."

Hearing Yang Xiaotao say this, Zong Shujun was speechless for a moment.

They had anticipated this gap.

That's why they took this action.

The only advantage is that we cannot be overtaken by the other side on water.

Otherwise, they will have no way to retreat.

"Humph, we won't let you develop."

Zong Shujun suddenly sneered and looked at Yang Xiaotao as if he was a dead person.

"I know you, a very talented engineer. You have designed many engines in the country."

“Even those knifefish boats use your engines.”

"So, people like you must die."

"As for the shipyard, don't worry. It won't be long before they go down with you. Then you can continue your unfinished design underground."

Zong Shujun showed a hint of madness, which made Xiaobo and others feel their scalps tingling.

"Are you planning to attack the shipyard?"

Zong Shujun looked at Yang Xiaotao like he was a fool, "Do you think we will let them go?"

"Don't worry, they will die peacefully, just like they are sleeping."

"Hahaha"

Zong Shujun laughed so wildly that it made people's skulls numb.

Yang Xiaotao put out the cigarette and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"You guys, are you going to use poison gas?"

A few words came out from between Yang Xiaotao's teeth, and the people around him shuddered violently.

What Zong Shujun said just now about being peaceful and sleeping, aren't they manifestations of poison gas?
"asshole!"

Hao Pingchuan wanted to smash this man's head, and he felt angry when he looked at him for even a second.

But he can't.

Especially since the other party’s actions are still unclear, and now, the lives of these people are in his hands.

'No, the news has to get out.'

And the best candidate is Yang Xiaotao.

Hao Pingchuan thought to himself and looked at Xiaobo at the same time.

Just at this moment, Xiaobo also looked over, and the two exchanged glances. Hao Pingchuan glanced at Zong Shujun, and then looked at the open window next to him.

Xiaobo nodded slightly.

The two seemed to have made up their minds.

(End of this chapter)