Genius commoner

Chapter 872 Powerful Enemies
Hearing Ye Zixuan say Gan Wenzhong, the five of them were slightly startled and nodded subconsciously.

"Go, look it up, and check their confessions."

Ye Zixuan issued an order to Die Yan: "If it is not true, bury them alive for me. If it is true, inform all the children, and then offer a reward of 3000 million."

"Whoever cuts off Gan Wenzhong's head will be given 3000 million yuan, regardless of who or where it came from."

Butterfly Swallow and Coffin Board responded in unison: "Yes."

Die Yan waved for the killer to be brought in for a proper interrogation, and then called the onlookers to continue watching the ceremony: "Everyone, I'm sorry, there was a bloody accident just now, I'm very sorry, everyone heard it just now, it was the remnants of the Tiger and Wolf Sect who attacked us, they want to Want to regain the supremacy, want to drive us away, and regain control of Chinatown."

When everyone was slightly surprised, Die Yan continued to add: "If their plot succeeds, Chinatown will return to the past suffering days, and even intensify the exploitation of you, so I hope everyone will support us, not asking everyone to charge us, just asking Please cooperate with us in our work, such as the security check work just now."

Everyone shouted: "We must cooperate, we must cooperate."

Dieyan nodded in satisfaction, and then stretched out her hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Okay, everyone, don't think about bloody scenes, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are settled by the people of the rivers and lakes, and you just need to continue happily. In order to calm everyone's shock, I decided to Everyone in the room gave out a 20 yuan red envelope, one counted as one, and they queued up to receive it.”

Hearing this, many people who were about to leave ran back and cheered earth-shatteringly, almost calling Ye Gong long live.

Everyone quickly lined up amidst the sound of gongs and drums, waiting with smiles on Ye Gong's disciples to distribute the red envelopes. Butterfly Yan seemed to have already prepared for it. In less than 5 minutes, several baskets were brought out, filled with red envelopes. The red envelopes with the words Daji Yegong written on them, and then the disciples of Yegong handed out the red envelopes to happy people.

Ye Zixuan watched the lively scene with a smile on his face, this was the effect he wanted.

At this time, on the left side of the street not far away, a blue taxi was slowly starting to leave. Inside the car were three men with similar clothes, one of whom was Gan Wenzhong. He turned his head and glanced at the scene. The voice came out softly: "It seems that I can call Concubine Yue Wen and tell her that I, Gan Wenzhong, failed in the attack and was hunted down."

"Urgently need the help of the Red Army Thorn."

Gan Wenzhong said calmly: "As long as she kills Ye Zixuan with me, I am willing to contribute [-]% of Ruan Dazhi's private property."

A man sitting next to him took out his phone and looked up Concubine Yue Wen's private number from it...

At almost the same moment, Ye Zixuan, who was standing at the door, looked at the crowd and children who came to receive the 20 yuan red envelope, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart. It was hard to say what he sensed, but he felt very uncomfortable, as if There was an invisible pressure affecting his mental state, which was like still water, and he subconsciously scanned the crowd around him.

But nothing was found.

Seeing Ye Zixuan looking around, Die Yan moved closer and asked, "Young Master Ye, what's wrong?"

Ye Zixuan coughed lightly: "I always feel a little stuffy, as if some danger is coming."

Hearing this sentence, Die Yan looked around subconsciously, but she didn't find any clues, and the atmosphere was harmonious, so she asked in a low voice: "Young Master Ye, are your nerves too tense? The bitter trick we arranged is over. There are so many brothers guarding the scene, and there are simple security checks at the entrance and exit, so what danger will there be?"

Ye Zixuan exhaled a long breath: "I don't know, I just feel a little depressed, as if I have a needle pricking myself."

Die Yan almost leaned into Ye Zixuan's ear and said, "Did the bitter trick just now mess up your mind? There is no way, this is a testimonial. If Gan Wenzhong wants to gain the trust of the other party, he must go through this process. Young Master Ye, don't think too much about it." If there are too many, if you are depressed, go up together and give out a few red envelopes, and if you are happy, you will feel better."

Ye Zixuan smiled lightly, did not refuse, and followed Dieyan to hand out red envelopes, but his eyes were a little sharper, and he scanned the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally.

That anxiety never disappeared.

Among the onlookers, an inconspicuous old lady with white hair and a kind face was mingling with the team to receive the small red envelopes issued by Ye Gong. When she was about to get close to Die Yan and Ye Zixuan, her phone suddenly vibrated without warning. When she got up, her body visibly stiffened for a moment, and at this moment, Ye Zixuan looked over from the side.

In the next second, his expression changed: "Concubine Yue Wen!"

The appearance is different, but the temperament is too similar.

As soon as the words fell, the white-haired old lady's expression also changed, but she didn't respond, and then raised her left hand, and shot a military stab at Ye Zixuan, thunderous.

At the same time, the white-haired old lady kicked over the table where Ye Gong handed out the red envelopes, shortened the distance between herself and Ye Zixuan, then shook her right hand, and a little knife glow instantly expanded in front of Ye Zixuan's eyes, an invincible force The saber energy invaded Ye Zixuan fiercely through the edge of the blade, causing Ye Zixuan's breathing to stop, and his whole body felt as if cut by a knife.

From Ye Zixuan hearing the vibration of the mobile phone, realizing that the white-haired old lady is different, to this terrifying enemy's surprise attack, it is only the time of breathing in and out, but it has already plunged Ye Zixuan into a danger that he has never encountered in his life In the middle of the day, he hardly thought about it. After pushing Die Yan away, he also pulled out the thin knife from her waist, and slashed forward like a rainbow.

With a crisp sound, Ye Zixuan slashed the incoming army thorn to the ground, and then the blade rolled, facing the red army thorn stabbed by the white-haired old lady with a shrill roar, seeing that the thin knife could accurately block the enemy's weapon, The opponent's army stab suddenly changed, shifting side to side, avoiding Ye Zixuan's blade, allowing Ye Zixuan's thin knife to strike in the air,

The feeling of using the wrong strength and not being able to use it is like punching cotton, which is quite uncomfortable.

When Ye Zixuan endured the pain and came back with the knife, the basket was lifted up suddenly, raining red envelopes in the chaotic crowd, several innocent people were kicked over by the white-haired old lady, and knocked down a dozen of Ye Gong's children who rushed over With Die Yan, people turned their backs, and the scene became even more chaotic. Ye Zixuan glanced to catch the opponent's shadow, but found that the white-haired old lady had disappeared.

A bad feeling rose in Ye Zixuan's heart. The enemy was stronger than he imagined, several levels higher than Tai Shuyang and Huang Puqin. Fortunately, Ye Zixuan was also a seasoned master with hundreds of experience in battles big and small. Clearly told him that the other party was using the chaotic crowd to pass his glance and close the distance with his unfathomable movements.

If he couldn't see it, Ye Zixuan didn't look at it, and even squinted his eyes slightly, reacting purely by feeling.

At this moment, a sharp saber aura rushed towards his abdomen without a sound. Such a powerful body saber move is indeed extraordinary. Ye Zixuan didn't have much time to think, he turned the thin saber in his hand, and turned around. While slashing sideways, he turned his head to look intently at this terrifying enemy. In a flash, Ye Zixuan's thin knife cut through the air for a second time, but did not lock on.

Ye Zixuan sneered, immediately changed his move, and retreated quickly at the same time.

At this moment, a knife suddenly swept from the side and stabbed directly at Ye Zixuan, the speed was astonishing, Ye Zixuan backhanded the knife, slashed hard at the empty place on the right, it seemed to miss, but it only took half a second, There was an extra military thorn in the empty space, but the thorn was blocked by Ye Zixuan's blade, a huge force surged, and the two of them turned back four or five meters each.

Ye Zixuan took the opportunity to take another two steps back, completely stabilized his position, and then looked at the opponent eight meters away.

A woman with bleached and dyed white hair and disguised wrinkles stood firm like a mountain holding a military thorn, her imposing manner was extremely compelling.

The coffin board and others flocked to Ye Zixuan in an instant: "Young Master Ye, are you injured?"

Ye Zixuan exhaled a long breath and calmed down his mind: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

He didn't make another shot, and instinctively looked around to see if there was any potential danger, so as to avoid even more serious losses.

At this time, ten Dragon Guards surrounded the crowd to protect Ye Zixuan, and Die Yan's subordinates also approached from all sides. When they saw an enemy with a knife in surprise, they pushed away the crowd and brandished their knives and guns to encircle them. , the white-haired old lady moved her body and shot, hitting a citizen, causing the latter to roll out and knock over several guards.

Then, she passed through the crowd again, and when she put one hand on a person's shoulder, her feet fluttered like butterflies, hitting the chests of several guards in succession.

The sound of bone fractures and vomiting blood was thrilling, and the three guards sprayed blood from their mouths and noses, and then the white-haired old lady ejected again and crashed into the arms of another security guard with great force. The latter dropped the dagger, and his body seemed to be trapped Like a gust of wind blowing, the kite was thrown backwards with a broken string, knocking the disciples of Ye Gong who surrounded them from behind.

The bones were broken, and five or six people fell down in an instant, all of them fell to the ground and groaned, losing their fighting power.

Although the disciples of Ye Gong present had a lot of firearms, they were worried about accidentally injuring their own people with random shots. In addition, there were many people running around, so the firearms were not fired at all. He has already rushed to them again, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, stabbing left and right with military stabs like lightning, bleeding one after another.

More than 20 Ye Gong's disciples were immediately defeated and fell to the ground one by one, their bodies were covered with blood.

In the next second, the white-haired old lady turned around, and her target turned to the Butterfly Swallow who drew out her weapon.

Go ahead!

When Die Yan had no time to dodge and the guards had no time to rescue, Ye Zixuan kicked the table in front of him, and the thick table hit the white-haired old lady's head straight, but what was surprising was that she didn't dodge or dodge any way she wanted. He was hit by the table, and the military thorn in his hand stabbed towards Die Yan with unabated momentum, as if he also had a deep hatred for the latter.

Blocks of wood flew and blood spattered.

When the white-haired old lady swayed slightly, the military thorn in her hand also hit Die Yan's shoulder, but although she was strong and domineering, the table kicked by Ye Zixuan still made her lose her aim. It slipped sideways and landed on the shoulder, pounce!The tip of the knife pierced in, blood spattered, and Butterfly Swallow stepped back.

When the white-haired old lady was about to make another cut, the coffin board had already rushed up from behind.

Slashed at the latter's waist with a single knife, surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao.

(End of this chapter)