Genius commoner

Chapter 1097 The Battle Is Coming
When Tang Xueyi brought back the news, Ye Zixuan's eyes were full of amusement: "Yuanmen?"

Tang Xueyi handed the mobile phone to Ye Zixuan, there were photos of several people dying violently on it, and then took up the topic: "That's right, they shouted out the door before they died, the look in their eyes should not be blame, and I recognized it , They are not from Weiss, they should be sent by Yuan Yuchuan, of course, the specific situation will not be known until Xiongying investigates."

When Ye Zixuan glanced at the photo, Mei Zishu said softly: "It seems that Yuanmen is also fishing in troubled waters, and wants to take advantage of this battle to deal a heavy blow to Ye Gong, isn't this kid Yuan Yuchuan too dark? Knowing that we are going to fight against Musashi Ippen, and want to be a fisherman? Isn’t he afraid of being poked in the back afterwards?”

"What are you scolding?"

Ye Zixuan handed the phone back to Tang Xueyi, and then said softly: "He just sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, and he didn't join forces with the Weiss to attack, so there are too many reasons for Yuanmen to clean himself up, but this is indeed a good thing. Opportunity, we fought fiercely with Musashi, and even if we won, it would be a miserable victory, but now the Yuanmen breaks out, and we are in danger."

Mei Zishu frowned: "I'll send some more people to Xiangshan to contain all potential dangers." He began to imagine the scene of the setting sun like blood in his mind. Attacking him and Ye Gong's disciples, I'm afraid they will be killed and blood will flow like rivers, and Ye Gong is afraid that none of them will be able to escape.

Ye Zixuan thought of Yuan Yuchuan's domineering face, and thought of the charming Yuan Danna, it was really a good show of love and hatred, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Although I think this is useless to Yuan Yuchuan, that guy's cunning is far from It’s better than ordinary people, but we can still transfer people to go for a walk and get a thorough understanding of Xiangshan’s topography, so that we can be extra safe.”

Mei Zishu responded immediately: "Understood."

At this moment, the phone rang, and Ye Zixuan picked it up to answer it, and Shen Wanqian shouted: "Young Master Ye, are you going to practice kung fu with Mei at home? Or are you planning to kill the Japanese?"

Ye Zixuan said leisurely: "I feel the tranquility before death at home!"

Shen Wanqian snorted when he heard the words: "Young Master Ye, how do you say such unlucky words? In my heart, you will always be an invincible Tianlong. You can grit your teeth and get through such a difficult situation in Huahai. What kind of bird is a Musashi and a book? Or, you give him to me? I will let him not even see the sun tomorrow."

"Thank you Young Master Shen for your righteousness, but as you said, what is a mere Musashi? I can settle it. I was just joking with you just now."

He was worried that Shen Wanqian would be able to kill Musashi for himself, but if he couldn't, it would be dangerous if he was counterattacked by a pervert like Musashi: "If I dare to fight, there is a way to win. I will wait for this battle to become famous." What about the world?" Then the conversation changed: "Why is Young Master Shen free to call? Aren't you interviewing these few days?"

Shen Wanqian let out a burst of hearty laughter: "Hahaha, my interview is done, and I heard that you are going to do a big job, and you and I haven't contacted for a long time, so I quickly called to greet you, and I just want to ask you, are you free to have dinner together tonight? Reminiscing about the old days, and talking about Musashi Ippen."

"Although I am not as skilled as you, there are many warriors around me. Maybe they can give you some inspiration."

Ye Zixuan readily agreed: "Okay, let's have dinner together tonight."

He didn't want any inspiration, he wanted to get together with the fat man more.

Shen Wanqian chuckled: "At eight o'clock, on the third floor of Wangfujing, see you there or be square."

Ye Zixuan hung up the phone with a smile, then glanced out the window, the weather changed as it said, it was sunny just now, but now it is a little darker.

At six o'clock in the evening, it began to rain in the capital, pattering and pattering. Although the streets were not flooded as in the previous days, it was still so heavy that it obscured the sight.

It was also at this time that Ye Gong's convoy slowly left the base camp and headed for Wangfujing Restaurant fifteen kilometers away. It drove very slowly, this long time added to the troubles in Ye Gongzi's heart, the rain in this capital is really endless.

Especially when the traffic police put up the sign of the car accident ahead and diverted them to another side road, Ye Gongzi muttered that it was not good for him to go out.

Ye Zixuan quietly closed his eyes and rested, as if the wind and rain outside would not disturb him at all, but after six or seven kilometers in the driveway, he suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the outside environment, and learned that he was diverted by the traffic police to go to the palace on this road At the time of the well, Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly. This is a newly built driveway, which has not yet been fully opened to traffic.

In fact, there were not many cars on the road, just two or three construction vehicles rumbling past. The Ye Gong convoy seemed lonely on this street. While thinking about it, the convoy drove into the one-way street lined with empty shops on both sides. Ye Zixuan felt in his heart Inexplicably tense and irritable, the dangerous atmosphere is thick. This narrow terrain is too conducive to ambushes.

Ye Zixuan shouted bluntly: "Change another road, turn around immediately! Hurry up!"

"what happened?"

Ye Zixuan's words first startled Ye Gongzi, subconsciously tightened his nerves, but after sweeping through the calm street, he felt relieved, and Mei Zishu who was sitting beside him said in a low voice: "Young Master Ye, it's raining today, and the main road Traffic jam, although this road is a little farther, but at least it is still smooth, if we turn around and go back, I am afraid that we will miss the time."

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "The traffic police divided them, why only divide them into our convoy? There is no extra car behind."

Mei Zishu's face changed slightly, he looked back, then picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Turn around, go back!"

Behind, there are really no extra citizen vehicles.

Before the words were finished, three vans rushed out with a creak, braked to death, and lay across the road. When Ye Gongzi's nerves tensed, two vans also rushed out with a bang, followed by bang bang After a few bangs, the van's tires all burst, and the car crashed to the ground with a bang, completely blocking Ye Zixuan's way.

"Crack crackle crackle!"

The five vans opened their doors together, rows of fixed guns and crossbows swished out arrows, and rushed towards the Yegong convoy. The two disciples of Ye Gong who got out of the car to be on guard were shot to the body by indiscriminately scattered crossbow arrows on the spot, and the blood spurted out, which was shocking.

Three long arrows hit Ye Zixuan's head, and the windshield had a few large bullet holes, which made the car rattle. Even though they knew that the car was bulletproof, Ye Zixuan and the others subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid shattering. Compared with their luck, the two cars at the front and rear were directly bombarded by dense stray bullets, and their bodies were like a hornet's nest.

After the gun and crossbow fired the deadly arrows, the corners of Ye Zixuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he slammed into the car door like a cheetah, and at the same time issued an instruction: "Abandon the car and enter the store."

The assailant took great pains to attack, how could it be the end of a rain of arrows?
When Ye Gong's disciples pushed the car door one after another, the van's crossbow retreated and was replaced with a row of circular iron plates like a honeycomb. In the next second, hundreds of white balls popped out of the honeycomb's eyes, several Ye Gong's disciples Unable to dodge in time, he was hit and fell down with a muffled grunt. The white ball would not be fatal directly, but white smoke rose immediately after landing.

The white smoke was billowing, and the rain could not extinguish it.

Ye Zixuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted sharply: "Lie down in the water, there is fire in the white smoke."

In the next second, he grabbed two sharp arrows with both hands and threw them forward suddenly, only to hear two swishes, followed by two screams.

The operators of the two vans were thrown out of the driver's seat with blood splattered on their bodies.

Ye Zixuan took out all the pills on his body and threw them out: "Half a pill for each person."

Amidst the heavy rain and white smoke, there was an earth-shattering shout of killing. Figures holding various weapons flashed out from both ends of the road and a few shops. Looking around, the whole street seemed to be full of human heads, like Jumping and rushing like a ghost, the sharp killing momentum swept down like a river bursting its embankment, it was amazing,,

"Array!"

Mei Zishu shouted, "Protect Young Master Ye!"

"Zheng!"

A dozen or so Ye Gong disciples who had taken the medicine jumped up one after another, and the long sabers were pulled out of their sheaths almost at the same time. Surrounded by Xuan, several dragon guards, with sabers in one hand and crossbows in the other, were vigilant against the enemies coming from all around.

These few actions are very simple, but because they are neat and orderly, they immediately show a powerful momentum.

Ye Zixuan did not stay in the encirclement, but pulled out a few people and walked to the front, swept the formation and shouted: "Yuanmen!"

(End of this chapter)