Genius commoner

Chapter 311
The next day, Qing Qianyan, who didn't sleep well all night, woke up early. The bloody revenge Kong Xiaohan gave her last night made her feel like a needle was stabbed in her heart. The death of ten bodyguards was nothing to her, but This silent but cruel and ruthless situation caused her great psychological pressure, and she still has the death condition of Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai.

She wanted to finish her breakfast earlier, and then go to the main hall to hold a high-level meeting. She had to resolutely counter Ye Zixuan's provocation.

"Ye Zixuan, isn't it a little childish to play tricks like a child's?"

Qing Qianyan, who walked downstairs to the hall, was full of murderous intent, and wanted to slander Ye Zixuan to improve her morale, and to dispel the two pairs of blood-red eyes that were protruding from her mind. Eliminate the psychological shadow, but before she walked into the dining room, she heard a scream from the servant who went to the kitchen to serve breakfast:
The scream was very shrill and ear-piercing, it cut through the silence of the whole garden in an instant, causing Qing Qianyan and more than a dozen Qinglong Qinglong guards to startle, and then they drew their weapons and ran towards the kitchen, following the panic of the servants. Looking at it, I saw that the faucet was turned on, and there was a stream of dark red liquid flowing out. At first glance, it was not much different from the blood on the body.

It's just that the liquid had an extra stench, which instantly made the kitchen nauseous.

"Turn it off! Turn it off!"

Qing Qianyan yelled sharply: "Check the water pipes and water room for me, and see what's wrong."

When more than a dozen Qinglong Qinglong guards nodded and wanted to disperse to do things, another middle-aged man ran in from the outside, with a panic on his face and shouted: "Master Qing, it's not good, it's not good , the big and small dogs at the door didn’t move all night, I ran over to take a look, only to find that there was only one piece of skin left on them, and there were two pots of meat next to them.”

Qing Qianyan's body trembled: "What? Killed?"

Da Wang and Xiao Wang are two Tibetan mastiffs kept by Qingqianyan in captivity. They weigh more than 100 kilograms. They are extremely ferocious and brave. They are usually fed with raw meat. Ordinary men are not enough for the two of them to wreak havoc. Qing Qianyan, who was frightened last night, worried that Ye Zixuan would come over and make trouble, so she took them to the front gate to guard.

She didn't expect to block Ye Zixuan with them, she just hoped to detect the enemy's situation earlier through them, but unexpectedly, she was slaughtered silently and stewed into two pots of meat.

Qing Qianyan who rushed to the door saw two fluffy dog ​​skins and two pots of steaming dog meat, her stomach convulsed and contracted immediately, as if someone had punched her heavily in the stomach, she couldn't stop her anger He started to vomit, and many Qinglong Qinglong guards behind him were also in a similar situation. The fear in their eyes was stronger than anger. Whose methods were so cruel?

"There are two more people here."

At this time, another Qinglong kid with sharp eyes noticed two people lying not far away, shouted and ran over to have a look, then kneeled down suddenly: "Little Ma, Xiao Hei."

"Aren't the two of them sent to the funeral home?"

The rest subconsciously responded, and then ran forward with their weapons in their hands. They were all horrified. Xiao Ma and Xiao Hei, who died in the parking lot yesterday and were sent to the funeral parlor, were wearing black and white shrouds and hats, dressed as ancient bridegroom officials. He looked like he was lying straight on the grass, his closed eyes opened again, with an indescribable hatred.

The bodyguards who can be transferred to guard Qingqianyan Garden are all masters who have been through the rivers and lakes for a long time. They never blink when they kill and set fire, but they can see the scene in front of them. They bowed their heads, not daring to let the picture engrave in their minds, otherwise they would be worried that they would not be able to sleep tonight, and some people would drop their weapons directly.

Qing Qianyan also took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and squeezed out three words: "Ye Zixuan!"

There is no doubt that this is Ye Zixuan's masterpiece again. Although the methods are very poor, Qing Qianyan has to admit that these pictures have had a huge impact on Qinglong Qinglong. Before she can suppress the anger and killing intent in her heart, a A call came in again, and the backbone of Qinglong and Qinglong who answered changed their faces one after another, and then bit their lips and ran over to report to Qingqianyan:
"Master, three guards in one hall had their throats cut in the duty room!"

"Master, the eight guards of the second hall were hanged at the door of the hall master's house."

"Master, all 18 members of the three-room child snatching group were smashed to pieces..."

While Qingqianyan was listening to the bad news with an ugly face, Ye Zixuan was lying in the hospital ward, with cold wound medicine on his back, flipping through a book of Swordsman on his mobile phone, and smiled leisurely at the Meizi book on the opposite side: "Mr. Jin's method is a little cruel, but it's quite easy to use. It's just a hard work for Mo Qixiong and the others."

Mei Zishu put a glass of milk in front of Ye Zixuan: "It's a good thing for Qixiong, it can consume a lot of energy for him, and it can also give him a little more practical experience." Then he sighed: "Qinglong Qinglong is destined to be defeated The Fuwei Escort Bureau that destroyed the sect, but Qing Qianyan will never become Lin Pingzhi, and we will not become the Qingcheng faction that was destroyed."

"It's easy to kill Qianyan, but it's not enough to repay her kindness for giving me the explosives."

Ye Zixuan lowered his head and took a sip of milk, and said in a calm voice: "I will scare her for seven days and seven nights, break her down bit by bit, and make her dare not even close the door when she goes to the bathroom. , the whole Qinglong Qinglong will be restless, and 6000 people will become a mess, and it will be much easier for us to clean up."

Mei Zishu looked at Ye Zixuan's astonishingly restored back, with a flash of worry in his eyes, and said, "Young Master Ye, although you have achieved great results in doing this, the risks involved are not small. Qing Qianyan will be frightened and frightened, but frightened It will also make her nervous, and she will destroy this panic at all costs, and we must prevent her hysterical counterattack."

People, in the face of fear, either avoid it or destroy it, there will be no third way.

"I just want her to fight back."

Ye Zixuan asked Mei Zishu to bring a straw, and the expression on his face became meaningful:

"If we don't fight back, how will we know Qinglong Qinglong's strength? If we don't fight back, how will we know her trump card?"

Mei Zishu was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized, with a smile on his face, he replied: "Sure enough, Young Master Ye has a deeper purpose. The psychological warfare is just a cover. The most important thing is to make Qing Qianyan lose her mind and show her cards. Let her come to the capital to sit in town, besides her personal ability and Liu Jiangzhou's support, she must have something to rely on."

There was a gleam in his eyes and he added: "Instead of letting Qingqianyan slowly integrate the resources of the three gangs to stabilize her position and deal with us calmly, it's better to provoke her into a hasty head-on confrontation. In this way, the blows we suffer will certainly be severe. It’s a violent storm, but as long as you get over it, the sky will be clear, which is ten times better than being boiled with frogs in warm water.”

"After all, the opponent is deeply rooted, and we don't even have the foundation."

Ye Zixuan drank all the milk into his mouth, and then showed a hint of praise: "Zi Shu's guess is completely correct, Qing Qianyan's madness, Qing Qianyan's counterattack is what I want most, I just wait for that woman to go hysterical. Then he jumped off the bed: "Didn't you just say that Brother Pao has woken up? Come on, come and see him with me."

"Even if he is not a veteran of the Qinglong Gang, he is still a man worthy of respect."

Ye Zixuan was somewhat regretful, he was half a beat late in finding the Cuihua noodle restaurant that day, and when he found out that Brother Pao was in danger, Zhao Fenger and the others had all died in the noodle restaurant, if he could have discovered Qing Qianyan's setup earlier, he could have put More than a dozen people were rescued, and Zhao Fenger and the others, in Ye Zixuan's heart, were all tough men.

Mei Zishu nodded, but when he was about to follow up, he heard the phone vibrate. He put on the earplugs to answer the call for a while, then looked at Ye Zixuan and said, "Qing Qianyan has moved."

"She gave an order 5 minutes ago to move into the unfurnished headquarters today."

Ye Zixuan thought of the impregnable seven-story building in front of Cuihua Noodle Restaurant: "It seems that God really helped me."

Five minutes later, Ye Zixuan appeared in the intensive care unit where Brother Pao was. He saw blood on his back, broken ribs, concussion, and internal injuries. Brother Pao obviously had deep thoughts in his heart. He woke up early after the anesthesia for suturing the wound. , like a carved stone lying motionless on the bed, not refusing injections, medicines, drinking water, or feeding.

But he refused to speak, refused to communicate.

He just leaned against the bed in a daze for more than ten hours. This man, who was a little silent after going through ups and downs, seemed to be abolished. He couldn't see the slightest bit of fighting spirit, the slightest bit of anger, and didn't have the slightest bit of fighting spirit. You know, this kind of silence is even scarier than before Pao Ge, a dog that bites and never barks.

Ye Zixuan pushed the door and went in. Brother Pao jumped up like a bird, ignoring the hanging needle in his arm, and fell to the ground with a crash, kneeling on his knees: "Young Master Ye, I want to ask for one thing."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "What's the matter?"

Brother Pao's eyes were firm, and the words landed loudly:
"Lend me 300 people to wash the Qing family's six churches with blood."

(End of this chapter)