Genius commoner

Chapter 218 President's Secret Order
The night fell, covering every corner of Huahai, and also covering the small Oriental Hospital.

It’s just that the lights on at the door and in the hall indicate that the hospital is not all off duty yet. In fact, the corridors are full of men in black suits. They all look sad and indignant, with their heads bowed and showing murderous intent. Many doctors and nurses are trembling and hiding in the distance. The corners kept trembling, especially the flute sound from the operating room, which made them even more frightened.

No one spoke, no one was dead or alive, only a flute was floating.

The misty flute sounds seem to be very near, but also seems to be far away.

In the operating room, the light was pale, shining on Song Hailong, who had been dead for a long time, and pouring it on a young man in white clothes and black pants. He was holding a bamboo flute in his hand, and was playing it indifferently, as if he wanted to wake up the lying Song Hailong also likes to send him off for the last time, but it's okay anyway, and the sound of the flute is very scary.

"Coffin board, don't blow it."

One song ended, another one started again, similar farewell, the young man played this weird song over and over again, not only made the hearts of the people outside the door more manic, but also made the other three people in the room unbearable. The bodyguard grabbed the arm of the coffin board: "Hallmaster Song has already gone, and he can't wake up."

"People can't be resurrected after death, so don't be too sad."

Looking at the stiff Song Hailong, the tall and fat bodyguard looked sad: "The top priority is to seek justice for Hall Master Song and complete the secret mission assigned by Chairman Song. Time is running out, and He Feicui will be leaving soon. Flying back to Panlong for treatment, Ye Zixuan is going to the capital soon, we must put the overall situation first, there is no point in wasting it here."

The tall and fat bodyguard hated it: "He Feicui is really vicious, she not only humiliated Hall Master Song, disabled her fingers and ears, but also dared to ambush heavy soldiers halfway, more than 100 people attacked a dozen of them, There are spies hidden in the hospital, who unknowingly killed Hall Master Song, if this enmity is not reported, what face will the Wulian Society have?"

The dignified Bo Ye's first gang, the lobby master capsized in the gutter and was killed, the tall and fat bodyguard was very aggrieved.

The young man known as the coffin board ignored the advice of the tall and fat bodyguard, kicked the latter away, and then continued to play the tune in a low voice. Soon there was a strange movement in the cold operating room. The tall and fat bodyguard stood holding his stomach. He got up, wanted to shout something but finally swallowed it back, he seemed to understand the cold character of the coffin board.

"Gao Junshan, go and complete the mission of the president."

Just when Gao Junshan was about to go out with a face full of helplessness, the coffin board that had finished playing another song suddenly said, "I'm going to kill He Feicui."

The coffin board reversed the priority. His original target was Ye Zixuan, but now he is calling to kill He Feicui. There is no doubt that he has a deep relationship with Song Hailong.

Gao Junshan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, just remember that no matter if you win or lose, you must rush to Pier No. [-] as soon as possible. This is Ye Gong's world. Once we attack Ye Zixuan , Ye Gong’s disciples will definitely besiege us, and the five associations will only have dozens of brothers, and they cannot withstand Ye Gong’s crowd tactics.”

"The president has issued an order that the revenge must be avenged, but the capital must not be lost. We must go back alive."

The coffin board said coldly: "Fall."

Gao Junshan exhaled a long breath: "I have been staring at Ye Zixuan and He Feicui. He Feicui is being treated in the hospital, and Ye Zixuan was in the wing last night."

Coffin board snorted coldly, then went out holding the flute.

Half an hour later, under the leadership of the tall fat man, 36 elite members of the Wulian Association walked into the entertainment place where Ye Zixuan sang. After the six people intimidated the bar lady and the manager on duty, the tall fat man led his men straight upstairs and walked forward. On the way, he also took out a dagger, saber and three expensive firearms, preparing for Thunder to kill Ye Zixuan.

When there are too many people, there will be more people, and they will be more courageous. Gao Junshan and the others hardly talked about tactics. After sending eight people to block the entrances and exits at both ends of the corridor, they leaned against the open door to listen to the movement. Gao Junshan clearly heard Ye Zixuan The singing voice, it is the hard work last night that will win, followed by Bai Ningxin's accompaniment, it seems to be the situation of singing and dancing.

"Damn it, this kid has such a big heart, he is still looking for fun when he is about to die."

Gao Junshan sneered: "Rush in later, hack Ye Zixuan to death with knives and guns."

He didn't know why the president wanted to kill Ye Zixuan, but he gave the secret order to be executed unconditionally. Maybe Song Hailong's hatred blinded his mind, or maybe it was He Feicui who attracted the hatred. He ignored the survivors from the three gangs Ye Zixuan was capable, and felt that more than 20 people rushed forward, enough to replace the coffin board to kill Ye Zixuan.

With Gao Junshan turning his head slightly, two Wulianhui elites kicked open the door and made an ear-piercing sound. More than 20 companions rushed in immediately behind them. He fell to the ground, and at the same time, the three silencer guns continued to fire at the shadow on the sofa. The bullets sprayed wildly, and the shadow shattered.

The elite of the Wulianhui easily knocked down their opponents, and did not relax. After a single roll of the sword, they made up for them again, fragmented, but there was no scream.

"It really is trash."

Gao Junshan looked at the dozen or so black shadows that had fallen, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. When people were looking at the wall lamp, he also stepped forward to check the corpses. To his surprise, the black shadows on the ground were not The disciples of Ye Gong, but more than a dozen models with realistic workmanship, he rushed to the side of the big sofa, and it was not Ye Zixuan and the others who shattered.

It's still the model in the window, but wearing Ye Zixuan's clothes, and the jukebox is also a recording loop.

Gao Junshan's expression changed: "Not good, this is a trap, retreat quickly."

Not sure what went wrong, but he knew something was wrong.

Before he could move his feet and retreat, all the lights were completely extinguished, and there were several screams from outside the room. There was no doubt that something happened to the brothers at both ends of the guards. Then the door was slammed shut, and a cold voice came from them. A joking voice came from above the head: "It's just you trash who want to kill Young Master Ye, you really don't know what to do."

The faces of the twenty or so people changed drastically, and they raised their weapons subconsciously. Before locking on to the target, a figure floated down and landed among the twenty or so people, shuttling like a ghost. The elite of the Wulianhui, their throats were crushed one after another, and the pain, despair, and fear could not be uttered.

One by one, they fell down with distorted faces, and then left the world whimpering and convulsing.

"Who? Who?"

Gao Junshan is also considered a good player, but he couldn't catch the opponent's figure, he only felt a gust of wind, and then the standing companion kept falling down. The brother holding the knife was knocked away, and he reflexively walked towards the jukebox, where there was a little bit of faint light.

Before he could get to the jukebox, a body fell heavily beside him. Gao Junshan looked at it with concentrated eyes. It was a brother from the Wulianhui. With a trace of fear, Gao Junshan discovered that the throat of the tragic brother had been torn apart with his teeth, and the three teeth next to him were clearly visible.

Gao Junshan felt that the air was hot, and his limbs became stiff invisibly.

At this time, a cold wind flashed by his side, Gao Junshan subconsciously raised the muzzle of the gun, but before locking it, he felt a hand clapping his wrist, and a sharp pain came, he subconsciously dropped the gun, but he also Forget it, even though he lost his weapon, he kicked his right foot out immediately, aiming directly at the direction where the shadow existed, with great force.

Sombra hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to have such a reaction.

Sombra also kicked, bang!There was a loud noise, the two feet intersected, and each stepped back.

Gao Junshan's right foot was numb, and he almost fell to the ground. Before he could stand still, the black shadow approached him with a whoosh sound, and a shoulder bumped into his arms.

Gao Junshan straightened and fell backwards, hit the wall and fell with a muffled grunt.

When he was struggling to get up, he heard the last scream, and then the whole room returned to silence, as if nothing happened, the assailant disappeared, and a bloody smell began to fill the air, 24 Personally, three guns, 21 knives, no chance of resistance, dead enough to be aggrieved.

"Come out, come out!"

Gao Junshan, who couldn't see the enemy, pulled out a dagger and shouted hysterically, "Ye Zixuan, come out for me."

"I'll come out sooner or later, what are you in a hurry for?"

When Gao Junshan was looking desperate, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly, the lights were brightly lit, Ye Zixuan led more than ten people to appear, and immediately surrounded Gao Junshan, and among the scattered corpses on the ground, Kong Xiaohan was Standing calmly with a smile, looking at Gao Junshan peacefully, causing the latter to twitch his eyelids uncontrollably.

Looking at his brother who died horribly on the ground, Gao Junshan felt that his breathing was about to stop. After a long time, he looked at Ye Zixuan viciously:
"You,, how do you know,, we are coming to attack you?"

No matter how stupid a person is at this moment, he can see that Ye Zixuan is already prepared.

"I forgot to tell you that Song Hailong was not killed by the He family, but by me."

Mei Zishu coughed lightly, and then took out an earphone: "I killed him and installed a bug on the operating table."

Gao Junshan's eyes widened: "A bug?"

He wakes up to why the attack failed.

"I just want to hear how the Wulian Society will react after Song Hailong's death."

Ye Zixuan looked at Gao Junshan with a peaceful smile, and said in a clear voice: "I don't expect you to kill He Feicui, but I am a little surprised that you attacked me. I have no grudges with the Wulianhui for the time being, and what coffin board, It seems that I flew to Huahai from Siye in the morning, I remember that I had a good relationship with Song Hailong at that time."

"Why did President Song send someone to kill me?"

He pointed at himself, and then at Kong Xiaohan: "Say, follow me, don't tell, follow him."

Gao Junshan's sweat fell instantly.

(End of this chapter)