"Who the hell are you and what do you want to do?" Ping Sichuan asked calmly, but his heart was surging.

The corners of Zhang Han's mouth hooked up a smile, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, he walked over and lowered his head and lit a cigarette, took a puff gently, and spit out the smoke and sprayed it at the other party's face.

"Old man, you are what they call Pingye, the boss of the Kowloon Society, right? To be honest, I really admire your low-key way of doing things, but it's a pity that you brought disaster to yourself and the Kowloon Club just because you took one wrong step. ”

Ping Sichuan still can't guess the identity of the other party, the only thing that can be confirmed is that these people will never be slivers, but if they are other underworld people in Chongqing, they really can't think of anyone who will have the strength to find so many powerful characters.

"Who the hell sent you?"

"We don't need anyone to send it, do you still remember the person who captured Mei Yaozu and killed his bodyguard?"

Ping Sichuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked carefully at the young man in front of him, the strong aura on the other party's body, and his heart was stuffy for a while, and he felt that he was about to lose his breath.

"You're the cop."

Zhang Han stretched out a finger, turned around and walked a few steps, "No, no, no, I'm not a policeman, don't get me wrong, I'm just an idle person in society, but someone provokes me and wants to kill me, this is unacceptable to me, I have to cut them to the roots." ”

Ping Sichuan's heart beat wildly, although Zhang Han was a little far away from him, but the anger that filled the air around him did not diminish at all, he did not doubt at all that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would immediately go to see Kuaidao and the Buddha.

"Say, how much do you want."

Zhang Han looked back at Ping Sichuan and frowned, "I don't want much, it's enough for me your head." ”

Ping Sichuan suddenly turned around and walked to a solid wood table, opened the drawer, and there was a sound of the bolt being pulled behind him, apparently there was more than one gun pointed at his head at the moment.

Naturally, he didn't stop moving under his hands, and after pulling the drawer, he threw it away, reached into the table, and laboriously took out a wooden box.

"This is for you, as compensation, and your name will be reported, and the brothers of the Kowloon Society will never have any unreasonable behavior when they hear your name in the future, otherwise there will be no forgiveness."

Zhang Han looked at Ping Sichuan's heart fluctuating violently, handed him a wooden box in his hand, and smiled,

"Gold?"

Ping Sichuan shook his head.

"Jeweled diamonds?"

Ping Sichuan still shook his head, Zhang Han was a little puzzled, but there was something more anxious than him, Yang Chen Yang Xu walked up and couldn't wait to open the wooden box, wanting to know what was more valuable than gold and jewelry and diamonds, but as soon as he opened it, he was dumbfounded, and there was only a handful of rags inside.

"What the hell is this?? Treat us as food! ”

Zhang Han walked up and reached out to pick up the rags, feeling that there was something wrapped in it, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a short knife, fifteen centimeters long and three centimeters wide, and the thickness was only as thin as the razor's blade, but it was not soft at all, and it was very hard to the touch.

Zhang Han's eyes suddenly lit up, "This is ...... Carminative? ”

Ping Sichuan knew that Zhang Han had absolutely no reason to refuse his condition, generally as long as he was a person who practiced martial arts, especially the hidden master in front of him, he had definitely heard the name of the wind drive, and he had to be sure of this in exchange for his own life.

"Yes, it's the carminator."

"How do you prove what you say?" Zhang Han asked lightly, the golden thorn rose had returned to his waist.

Yang Chen Yang Xu was puzzled when he heard it, and looked at the short knife again, it looked dirty at first impression, except that the blade was as bright as a mirror, and the blade was covered with rust, just like the one picked up in the trash can, and it didn't look like any valuables, why was Zhang Han so interested.

Ping Sichuan put the wooden box on the table, stretched out his hands to take the carminator,

"The carminus is an artifact, and it is natural to sharpen iron like clay."

After speaking, the knife suddenly swung towards the assault rifle in Yang Chen's hand, and in an instant, the air around the wind seemed to be torn, and when it came into contact with the high-strength steel of the military standard of the assault rifle, he only heard a soft hissing sound, as if he had cut a piece of paper with a blade, and the assault rifle sparks flew everywhere, and the response segment was divided into two sections.

"it!"

Yang Xu raised his rifle to Ping Sichuan's head,

"Old fellow, you're in a hurry to find death, aren't you?"

Ping Sichuan was busy waving his hand.

"The wind is a divine object, according to legend, it is a piece of meteorite iron picked up by a Guangxi swordsmith in the late Qing Dynasty, and it is made of rare metal segments, which is as thin as a cicada's wings but urges gold and iron, and there are some other phenomena that science cannot explain so far. I used to be Zhang Dashuai's saber, but later General Zhang was accidentally assassinated by the Japanese, and the whereabouts of this knife are unknown, and I only got it in the hands of others in the last half a year. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Chen was also interested in coming and blocked Yang Xu's muzzle.

"How much is this thing worth?"

Ping Sichuan shook his head, "It's priceless, if you have to put a price on it, I can only say that as long as anyone wants to get it, they will give it their all, even at the cost of their lives." ”

"Damn, how much is it worth!" Yang Xu was furious, he couldn't stand listening to such roundabout words.

Yang Chen once again blocked the muzzle, "Old thing, we don't want any priceless treasures, you just say what dry goods you have here, we are not picky eaters, we want gold, jewelry, dollars and diamonds." ”

"Smack! Syllable! ”

Zhang Han looked at the knife with a strange gaze, and at the same time slapped the two of them on the head, Yang Chen, who was beaten, shrank his neck and took a few steps back, Zhang Han took away the carminator, and a trace of imperceptible pride suddenly flashed on Ping Sichuan's face.

"I took the thing, but I heard that this thing is evil, whoever gets it will die, do you want to curse me if you give it to me?"

Ping Sichuan's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, it's just a rumor, I'm not alive and well now...... Good ......"

I couldn't help but gasp when I said this, and my eyes were full of panic.

"Hehe, if I kill you today, I'll curse myself, right? You are really scheming, but I have never been a superstitious person, even if it is true, there is no way, I am a hard person, and I can live to ninety-nine with a dead word written on my face, do you believe it? ”

Ping Sichuan nodded wildly, "Xinxin, Xin......"

Zhang Han smiled again and asked, "Then what if I take your life?" ”

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Ping Sichuan's gray sideburns, and his face was pale like those stars who had over-makeup, and he couldn't say a word.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Zhang Han patted the other party's face, "Let you live a few more minutes to watch a good show, you talk so much about us, don't you just want to delay time and wait for your people to come and save you?" Then I'll show you how they save you. ”

After speaking, Zhang Han walked to the window of the balcony, saw the lights of no less than twenty cars lit up in the distance of the racecourse, smiled, spit out the cigarette butt and picked up the mobile phone,

"Chen Peng's mother is sick, what are you two doing? Guests are here ready to say hello! ”