Genius commoner

Chapter 472
At dusk, on Beaulieu Bishop's Hill, where the rich live.

Almost every luxurious villa here has its own luxury and wealth, grievances and grievances of wealthy families. In fact, it is also the object of grievances and grievances of countless wealthy families in movies and dramas. Halfway up the mountain, surrounded by greenery and facing the sea, a manor is much more conspicuous than the surrounding mansions. At this time, a string of black Mercedes-Benz cars were parked on the boulevard in front of the gate, with an imposing manner.

More than a dozen black-clothed hunks, who are definitely not kind, walked back and forth while holding their waists, making them even more extraordinary.

The patrol frequency of police cars and the density of security boxes in Bishop Hill can be regarded as the highest in Beaulieu. After all, there are many wealthy families here, and many old families and houses of emerging dignitaries are located here. The reason is very simple, because the owner of the manor is Shen Wanqian.

No matter how much He Fugui challenged Shen Wanqian, he couldn't hide the infiltration of Shen's family in Panlong.

At this moment, in the semi-open hot spring pool in the manor, two men wearing only swimming shorts ignored the light rain in the sky and chatted comfortably in the water. The heat was rising and surrounded by white mist. A slender figure with clearly visible eight-pack abs, and more than a dozen scars that have not been completely healed.

It was Shen Wanqian and Ye Zixuan.

At the back, two beauties in bikinis massaged them carefully. Behind them, a row of macho men in black clothes stood upright, majestic and majestic. At first glance, they looked as imposing as soldiers.

"Brother Xuan, can you really cure Lao He?"

Shen Wanqian picked up a glass of red wine and sipped it, then looked at Ye Zixuan who squinted slightly beside him: "Let him stand up again?"

Ye Zixuan nodded: "[-]% sure."

"Both civil and military, no, it is civil, military and medical. Brother Xuan is indeed a talent."

Shen Wanqian gave a thumbs up and praised: "Please go to Yangcheng to check the old man some other day. He has been complaining of egg pain recently, and the doctor can't find anything. Let's see if you have any new discoveries, but you can treat Lao He. , I can’t figure it out, Old He is stubborn, if you cure him, he won’t be grateful to you, let alone change your successor.”

When Ye Zixuan's face showed a hint of helplessness, Shen Wanqian added another sentence: "Think about it, you saved his life at the wonton stall, but he didn't even repay you well, instead he wanted to drive you out of Panlong , Heal his legs, he still won't put you at ease, give you one billion eight hundred million, or charge a little less casino management fee."

Shen Wanqian patted his head and smiled: "It's better to let him continue to slump in the wheelchair, and we can enter Panlong with less resistance."

Ye Zixuan shook the goblet, enjoying the beauty's massage, and then responded with a smile in He Gambling King's words: "Fortune lies in misfortune."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Wanqian was slightly taken aback, rubbed his fingers against the edge of the cup, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that you want to do something wrong? By healing Lao He's legs to control his health? But this doesn't work, he A team of experts will definitely be mobilized to monitor, and He Feicui and the others will also be there, and any small movements you make will be discovered."

"It will be self-defeating at that time."

Ye Zixuan stretched his waist: "Don't worry, I won't do anything, I will do my best to make Lao He better, and let him live a few more years."

Shen Wanqian frowned slightly, and then his eyes brightened: "You want to borrow a knife to kill someone?" He slapped his thigh and smiled, "Why didn't I expect that He Changfeng has been the top leader for a few months, and it was the time when he was addicted to power. Old He slowed down Let him down already, let Lao He stand up or live a little longer, it is estimated that He Changfeng will not even be able to eat."

"The prince and the emperor are always fundamentally different."

He patted Ye Zixuan on the shoulder and shouted: "Brother Xuan, your trick is really poisonous. It's just like the legend of Miyue. The emperor has been on the throne for 41 years, and the power is still controlled by the Queen Mother. If you continue, the emperor will have a false name." So he decisively abolished his mother in a coup d'état, and Yingji is already a rare wise king, yet he chose power to give up his mother."

"He Changfeng probably won't be better than him."

A smile appeared on Ye Zixuan's face, and he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp: "I didn't do anything bad, on the contrary, I was saving people. As long as He Changfeng can control himself, or he respects Lao He more than his passion for power, This is a situation where everyone is happy, if he is not reconciled to the fact that power is nowhere in sight, it is because of his own disposition."

"Anyway, just one word, obedience."

Shen Wanqian praised Ye Zixuan without hesitation, and then changed the subject: "Do you think He Changfeng can control the demons?"

Ye Zixuan gently turned the wine glass, suddenly, his eyes jumped, he caught a sudden black shadow from the glass, like a gun protruding from the vegetation, he stared at the reflection fixedly, did not respond to Shen Wan Qian, he wanted to be confirmed, but at this moment, the sudden black shadow disappeared instantly, and Ye Zixuan's eyes couldn't help squinting.

Although he smelled danger, Ye Zixuan did not make a sound. He slapped the water twice, got up from the hot spring quickly, walked into the hall to wipe his body, and then walked into the warm side hall. When Shen Wanqian saw Ye Zixuan leave, he also After the comfortable hot spring, I walked back to the building wrapped in a big towel, but I haven’t forgotten the question just now:

"If He Changfeng can't control his inner demons, what do you think he will do next? Another raid on a wonton stall?"

"Old He has come to his senses. It's not that easy to kill him, not to mention that the two are more or less blood related."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not attack Lao He."

Ye Zixuan added: "He won't attack Lao He, and he wants to prevent Lao He from standing up. Think about it, who will he attack?"

Shen Wanqian's eyes instantly focused: "You!"

"Let people slip out from both sides and go straight to the direction of eleven o'clock."

Without warning, Ye Zixuan said: "There is a killer."

Shen Wanqian was slightly taken aback, with a touch of surprise on his face, but he calmed down quickly, took out his mobile phone and sent a few text messages, and when the bodyguards around him were silently moving, a crisp sound came from the floor-to-ceiling windows where the two were sitting. The sound was as if a small stone hit the glass, and a white silver mark appeared on the bulletproof glass.

There are still a few cracks all around.

"Get down!"

Ye Zixuan suddenly realized that there was more than one murderer, because the direction of eleven o'clock could not reach here, he shouted, and pulled He Changfeng to lie down.

The bulletproof glass shattered, and a bottle of wine on the table also shattered, and the scent of wine splashed onto the two of them. If Ye Zixuan hadn't reacted quickly enough, it would not be the bottle that burst but his head , After lying on the sofa with his arms around Shen Wanqian, he quickly rolled to a corner and yelled at Shen Wanqian again:
"Call the police immediately."

Ye Zixuan's strength is extremely strong in the eyes of ordinary people, but he will never treat himself as a superman. An idiot thinks that he can use his body to fight against 130mm bullets. The most important thing now is to kill the sniper or drive him away. Risking a head-to-head encounter is always a bad idea, not to mention it is not clear how many people there are on the other side.

Shen Wanqian didn't try his best, and activated the alarm swiftly, and then growled: "Damn it! Since he dared to send gunmen to kill us and use a large-caliber sniper rifle, He Changfeng is really fucking crazy." Thanks The floor-to-ceiling glass is bulletproof glass, which blocked the first bullet, otherwise his life would be completely over.

The alarm system beeped, and the sound was extremely piercing.

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "God wants it to perish, it must first make it crazy."

Another bullet was shot from another angle, and it hit the wall neatly, and then the bullet reflected towards Ye Zixuan and Shen Wanqian. The two of them moved, and the bullet hit the wall and landed on the ground. There was a touch of surprise, this sniper was a master, and he knew how to use the rebound to shoot them who were hiding in a blind spot.

Shen Wanqian tore off the towel from his body: "Damn it, this marksmanship is a bit awesome, I don't know where I found the shooter."

"If the guess is correct, Han Mazi fired the shot. It seems that He Changfeng is really crazy."

Ye Zixuan pressed against the wall tightly, with a big smile on his face: "This is also a good thing, it proves that our strategy has succeeded."

"Old He's health has touched He Changfeng's bottom line."

There was a gleam in his eyes: "After today's attack, it's our turn to watch a good show. The killing of father and son is far better than Zhuge Liang killing Ma Su."

Shen Wanqian also let go of his nervousness, and laughed loudly: "Okay, why don't you let us touch He Changfeng, and let him kill the latter by himself."

Then he picked up the phone again, dialed a number and shouted: "Monasha, don't let the killer leave alive."

(End of this chapter)