The best ambiguous master

Sitting in the car, Zhao Xiaohan's face was ugly, and the man next to him wearing black sunglasses was even more ugly. At this moment, one of his fingers was being held by him, and blood was gurgling glaringly. It's a pity that he didn't even dare to say a word of pain. Although he didn't know who the man in front of him was, he was terrified. He knew that this man would definitely do what he said.

"Go, go forward, and turn left after 100 meters." Although his right hand hurts, he still has to point the way for Zhao Xiaohan, not for anything else, just to survive. Sometimes, human life is so worthless .The other group of people were locked in the bus by A Niu and the others, and the distance from Zhao Xiaohan's car was kept at about 300 meters.

An hour later, the car stopped in front of an abandoned empty factory building, but Zhao Xiaohan didn't get out of the car, but turned his head to look at the man in sunglasses, and said softly, "Call your boss." Then, he handed over his own phone, looking at Zhao Xiaohan's cold eyes, for some reason, the man in the sunglasses dialed that person's phone in disbelief.

"Boss, boss, things went wrong, Zhao, Zhao Xiaohan came back with me." After getting through the phone, the man in sunglasses spoke directly. Hearing what the man in sunglasses said, Zhao Xiaohan didn't stop him, but just glanced at him casually , took the phone back from his hand, smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I think it's too unsafe for your subordinates to do it. I'm afraid that they will embezzle the 1000 million, so I will give you the money myself." It’s here, I wonder if I can go in?”

"Of course." For Zhao Xiaohan's words, the other party didn't seem surprised at all, but this time, what Zhao Xiaohan heard was no longer the cold metal voice, but a man's voice with flesh and blood. Hearing this calm voice, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said: "Okay, you wait for me inside, I will drive in now."

"Okay, come on." As he said that, the other party hung up the phone. After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaohan turned his head and looked at the man in sunglasses beside him with a smile. The moment he met Zhao Xiaohan's eyes, the sunglasses The man felt as if he was being stared at by a wild wolf, and felt chills all over his body. Before he could speak, Zhao Xiaohan took the machete casually, and with a click, the other finger of the man in sunglasses was cut off.

"I don't like dishonest people. When you come out to mess around, you have to admit your mistakes, and you have to stand at attention when you are beaten. Do you understand?" After saying this, Zhao Xiaohan coldly dropped the machete in his hand, stepped on the accelerator, and opened the car. The car rushed in, and the factory building was very empty and quiet, but it seemed that the quietness was a little too much.

"Get out of the car." After stopping the car, Zhao Xiaohan opened the car door, and got out of the car with the man in sunglasses. Then, he looked around and found that the whole yard was empty. When he saw this scene, Zhao Xiaohan Xiaohan's heart jumped suddenly, I'm afraid, this time, he was tricked again.

Sure enough, there was no one in the entire yard, including the factory building. That is to say, he ran away, and the other party was not here at all. The wind blew past his ears, and then, when he turned around, he saw dozens of men in black gathered behind him.

Dozens of people, all in uniform black clothes, holding a machete, with cold faces, arranged in an orderly manner, it seems that each of them has undergone rigorous training, and they are not comparable to the group of street bastards like the man in sunglasses before. During the scene, Zhao Xiaohan unexpectedly showed a smile, so many people appeared here, that is to say, he didn't rush for nothing?

"Let me light a cigarette before I start. What if I don't have to smoke anymore?" Looking at the group of men in black in front of him, Zhao Xiaohan didn't show any nervousness on his face. He just smiled and took it out of his pocket. He took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff, rolled up his sleeves, raised his head, looked at the group of men in black and said with a smile, "Okay, let's do it!"

The moment Zhao Xiaohan's voice fell, a group of men in black rushed over, each of them had a murderous intent on their face, looking at the crowd rushing towards him at extreme speed, Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, After spitting out the cigarette in his mouth, he rushed towards the crowd in black with one stride.

Swords and swords, a group of people, against one person, one after another with machetes, against one with bare hands, when Zhao Xiaohan rushed into the crowd the first second, his back was already slashed by someone, but he dodged in time , just scratched the clothes, and did not hurt the back.

Huh, Zhao Xiaohan took a deep breath. I have to say that the tacit understanding between this group of people is very high, and the cooperation is also very good. It seems to be like the formation in ancient times, one ring after another, one wave after another, It made him unable to make a move at all, so he could only retreat step by step, turning offense into defense.

Going on like this is not an option. When his arm was slashed again, such an idea suddenly appeared in Zhao Xiaohan's mind, but he couldn't help thinking about it, another slash had already slashed his cheek, and a bloodstain from his The profile of his face flashed across, and a drop of blood fell on the corner of his mouth.

"It's salty." Zhao Xiaohan smiled lightly, but this smile looked very strange.Suddenly, Zhao Xiaohan's expression changed, he raised his right leg lightly, bowed to ambush, one leaned back and went sideways, using the hardness of his elbow and the opponent's blade to make a head-to-head confrontation, there was only a click, and the sound of bone and blade colliding immediately There was a sound in the empty factory building, but although Zhao Xiaohan got stabbed in the elbow with this blow, his other hand found the right time and punched down on the bridge of the opponent's nose. The moment the opponent didn't react, Zhao Xiaohan flew forward, and quickly grabbed a machete from his hand, and then, without allowing the person to react, Zhao Xiaohan's knife was already aimed at the opponent's lower abdomen Passed by, with a puff, blood dripped all over Zhao Xiaohan's body.

With a knife in hand, I have it in the world. When Zhao Xiaohan took this machete, Zhao Xiaohan's disadvantage was relieved. The moment the knife is swung, someone will always fall down, there is no way, every knife of Zhao Xiaohan is aimed at the vital point, as long as the knife is drawn, blood will be seen, his purpose is very simple, it is to kill, the other party does not die, die the person, it will be him.

Kindness and softness, at this time, it is obviously impossible, the left hand blocks, forcibly touches the opponent's blade with the bone, and the right hand takes this opportunity to quickly finish the opponent with a fast knife technique, this is Zhao Xiaohan's habit The technique is also the most useful technique. When his left hand was bloody, more than half of those men in black had fallen down.

"Brother Han, we're here!" At this moment, Ah Niu's voice suddenly came from outside the factory building. Immediately afterwards, he saw Ah Niu rushing in with a group of people also dressed in black. As soon as he entered the door, Don't say anything, just do it directly, the sword flashes and the sparks fly.

"Brother Han, how are you?" Zhao Xiaohan finally avoided sideways while the other party was fighting. A Niu also rushed to Zhao Xiaohan's body at this time. When he saw that Zhao Xiaohan's left hand was bloody, his cheek When there were bloodstains and streaks of blood on his back, Ah Niu's eyes suddenly turned red, and without saying a word, he picked up a machete on the ground and rushed towards the crowd: "Fuck you, dare you!" The fuck is going to touch my Brother Han? I have to fucking kill you bastards today!"

In Zhao Xiaohan's mind, Zhao Xiaohan has always been his only belief. When seeing Zhao Xiaohan's current situation, A Niu has only one thought in his heart, that is kill, kill, kill!

Seeing Ah Niu's bloody battle on the battlefield, Zhao Xiaohan gritted his teeth, tore off a piece of his white shirt, and wrapped it around his left hand. As for the scars on his back and cheeks, he couldn't care less, turned around body, frowning and trying to find Su Ningshui's whereabouts.

"Brother Han, tell them to stop!" At this moment, from a remote corner of the factory building, a voice that made Zhao Xiaohan sound very familiar suddenly came out. Trembling, he froze there for a moment, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered what the black hand behind the scenes had said to him on the phone, be careful with the people you trust the most, sometimes, the people you trust the most, Stabbing you is the most painful and accurate.

"Stop your people, Brother Han!" Just as Zhao Xiaohan was in a trance, that familiar voice came over again, and then, Zhao Xiaohan saw two familiar figures, a man and a woman, but The woman's mouth was tied with a rag, her hands were tied up, and there were a few patches of black dirt on her face. She looked nervous, her eyes were red, and there were still a few wet tears in the corners of her eyes. Not long after crying, when Zhao Xiaohan saw this woman, his eyes subconsciously narrowed, his eyes froze, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared.

This woman is none other than the missing Su Ningshui.

"A Niu, let our people stop!" Looking at the familiar man, Zhao Xiaohan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke softly, but his voice seemed a little hoarse and tired. When he said this sentence, Zhao Xiaohan With a trembling right hand, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, lit it slowly, took a puff, raised his head, looked at the familiar man and said softly: "Give me a reason, a betrayal My reason!"