Genius commoner

Chapter 121 Those who offend Longshuo will be punished even though they are strong

The dying brown bear suddenly kicked the wall, roaring frantically, and knocked away two special police officers who were about to handcuff his hands.

The whole person rushed towards Ye Zixuan like a cheetah, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, like a bolt of lightning splitting the sky, sending out a shocking roar.

The brown bear looked at death like home and stabbed Ye Zixuan's vital points.

He Zili could still clearly see the grinning face of the brown bear, full of anger, cunning and madness.

This is the rhythm of dying struggle!
"Zixuan."

He Zili uttered a cry and threw himself on Ye Zixuan's body.

He Zili came out of the police academy. Although she is not considered brave and good at fighting, she has some basic skills. Moreover, she was standing right behind Ye Zixuan. With this pounce, she was blocking Ye Zixuan's back, and the dagger pierced fiercely. When it entered its left shoulder, the tip of the knife still left a mark on its neck. The brown bear has a strong physique, and its dying strength is even more astonishing.

The dagger pierced He Zili's back shoulder obliquely, pierced from the front and hit Ye Zixuan's back, until it pierced Ye Zixuan's clothes before stopping, spattering a stream of blood.

The blade was sharp, and He Zili's eyes were painful, but he held it firmly and did not scream.

When Ye Zixuan who turned around felt the sharpness of the blade and saw the blood spurting from He Zili's body, his whole body seemed to be frozen by the millennium frost.

Ye Zixuan's cold eyes also became confused and painful.

Close at hand, the brown bear wanted to stab the knife into Ye Zixuan's chest.

"kill……"

Ye Zixuan hugged the pained He Zili and backed away, and at the same time kicked hard, the brown bear's huge body was kicked out immediately, hit the wall again and sprayed a mouthful of blood, Ye Zixuan pulled out He Zili's shoulder with his backhand The dagger on his back was thrown violently, the tip of the knife hissed as it rubbed against the air, and pierced into the brown bear's chest like lightning.

Even people and knives are nailed into the wall, connecting them like a gecko.

The tenacious brown bear did not die immediately, with unbelievable fear in his eyes.

In the next second, the muzzles of the special police officers all raised their guns, more than a dozen firearms fired, and the bullets blasted into the brown bear's body densely.

The brown bear lowered its head, no longer alive.

"Zi Li, Zi Li!"

Ye Zixuan took out a white pill from his bosom, and stuffed it into He Zili's mouth with an anxious expression: "Hold on! Hold on!"

He shouted to the military police: "Call an ambulance!"

"Call an ambulance!"

He Zili squeezed out a warm smile: "Don't worry, I won't die."

Ye Zixuan's eyes were filled with pity: "Why are you so stupid, block this knife for me."

"You blocked me even more."

He Zili coughed: "I owe you too much, it's nothing."

Then he turned his head to look at the bullet-spattered screen: "Today I was going to invite you to watch a movie and relax your depressed mood, but unexpectedly, I encountered such a serious case. My luck for going out this year is so unreasonable, and I even dragged you down." , I almost thought we were going to stage a life-and-death farewell, but fortunately, I am fine, and you are fine, "

"This is very good, very good,,,, another day, would you still like to watch the Titanic with me?"

There was hope in He Zili's eyes, Ye Zixuan nodded and smiled: "I'll buy the ticket."

He Zili smiled sweetly: "It's a deal."

Ye Zixuan held her hand tightly: "It must be fine."

He Zili nodded slightly: "Definitely."

In 2 minutes, He Zili was carried into the ambulance by the doctor, and then rushed to the hospital for treatment. After Ye Zi asked the anti-terrorist team to arrange human protection, he took off his clothes and followed the 1.9 hostages out of the cinema. He did not follow He Zili Going to the hospital, it was Ye Zixuan who felt that he still had something to do. He wanted to confirm the life and death of the [-] meter tall man.

Dozens of bomb-disposal experts who looked like big zongzi went upstream, stepping hurriedly and looking solemn.

At the same time, batches of ambulances and fire engines drove in to pick up the injured hostages and appease the rest to evacuate.

Although the last three terrorists sent by the pastor were all eliminated, the crisis has not been completely resolved. There are more than a dozen time bombs in the movie theater, and three people were entangled in grenades on the rooftop. Only by resolving these, the crisis today will be truly over. , Ye Zixuan coughed lightly and walked outside the cordon, Uncle Qi and other police officers immediately greeted him:
"Zixuan!"

Uncle Qi punched him directly, with a happy expression on his face: "Good job!"

Zixuan yelled, and Uncle Qi stretched out his hand to support him: "Zixuan, what's wrong? Oh, you're injured all over your body."

"sorry Sorry."

While apologizing to Ye Zixuan, Uncle Qi shouted to the police: "Call an ambulance."

"No, I can still bear it."

Ye Zixuan took a bottle of water, and Gu Lulu poured it into a big bottle: "Let me take it easy, where is Team Dragon?"

He wanted to ask the pastor about the situation and see if the 1.9-meter man was alive or dead, but no one knew when he asked the special police just now.

Uncle Qi smiled: "She is arranging matters and will be here soon."

He supported Ye Zixuan: "Zixuan, go to the hospital first, we'll talk after the wound is treated."

Then he looked around again and asked curiously, "Where is Zili? Isn't he with you?"

"She suffered serious but non-life-threatening injuries."

Ye Zixuan licked his moist lips: "He has been sent to the hospital."

Uncle Qi nodded: "I sent two brothers to protect her."

Just when Ye Zixuan threw the bottle in his hand into the car, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a middle-aged man in a shirt with a bloody face and a police uniform jacket, walking through the convoy through the gap. Walking to an alley not far away, to many people, he was inconspicuous at all, just an ordinary member of the 900 hostages.

But Ye Zixuan's eyes became sharper. While staring at the middle-aged man, he hooked his fingers to Uncle Qi's gun pouch.

Seventh Uncle was also considered clever, although he was at a loss, he handed the gun to Ye Zixuan immediately, and Ye Zixuan took it and ran forward, closing the distance between the two of them.

Seventh Uncle wanted to shout, but he was also worried that he would startle the snake. He knew that Ye Zixuan would not be indiscriminate, so he led his people to follow.

The middle-aged man also seemed to sense that someone was staring at him, subconsciously glanced sideways at Ye Zixuan, his expression changed, then he lowered his head and walked faster.

Ye Zixuan shouted: "Stop!"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man ran away, and at the same time, white smoke rose from where he passed, blocking Ye Zixuan's sight and the rioting crowd.

The frightened crowd saw Bai Yan, then saw Ye Zixuan covered in blood and carrying a gun, they immediately scattered around screaming, and the police surrounded them, Ye Zixuan's forward body was abruptly blocked, and he jumped into a car When the police car glanced around, the middle-aged man was nowhere to be seen. He stomped on the police car hard, and ran away angrily.

He was certain that the other party was a 1.9-meter man, the priest Long Qiuhui was talking about.

He sniffed the air lightly, and after Seventh Uncle and the others testified, he chased after the pastor. Although it was a long shot, he had to try his best.

"Damn, it's dangerous!"

The pastor who ran into an alley quickly tore off his coat, wiped the blood on his face and threw it away, and walked towards a car ahead with a clear goal. I swear to God, one day, I must come back and kill Ye Zixuan, otherwise it will be difficult to vent my grievance and hatred today.

"Don't take the big road, take the small road?"

Just as the pastor walked halfway, an old man in gray clothes walked out from the side, with his hands behind his back, and a calm expression on his face.

"Yan Shihuang?"

The pastor recognized the other party's identity at a glance, with surprise and nervousness appearing invisible on his face: "Why are you here?"

Yan Shihuang said lightly: "Huahai is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want."

The pastor subconsciously glanced around, worried that there would be a large number of soldiers or bodyguards, but he didn't see any extra personnel. He was relaxed and puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He stared at Yan Shihuang and snorted heavily: "The Huahai garrison intercepted the torch. No matter how overbearing you are, we will get it back, no matter how many brothers die."

Yan Shihuang sighed: "Is it interesting to lose like this and still speak hard words?"

Suddenly, the pastor's eyes turned cold, his footsteps moved, and his body rushed towards the old man like a cannonball. He didn't know why the other party came to intercept him alone, and he didn't know the identity of the old man. He only knew that if he wanted to leave, he had to overthrow Yan Shihuang , At the same time, there was a hint of greed. If the latter is taken down, wouldn't today's failure be a turning point?

One Yan Shihuang is worth more than 900 hostages.

The iron fist blasted out, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

It was just that the pastor punched with all his might, not even touching Yan Shihuang's chest.

The old man stretched out his right hand, passed his palm through both fists, and reached the opponent's chest in half a beat.

A low and ear-piercing crisp sound exploded, the pastor's chest sank directly, and a large part of his back bulged.

A mouthful of blood spurted wildly towards the sky, the priest's eyes bulged, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

At this time, Ye Zixuan just appeared at the entrance of the alley, Yan Shihuang smiled faintly:
"Anyone who offends me, Long Shuo, will be punished no matter how strong he is!"

The pastor fell on his back.

(End of this chapter)