Chapter 482: Give Him Another Gun

"Boom, boom!"

With the explosion of the black box, the whole church shook a little, like a giant that had been shaken, crumbling, and many parts of the building that were being repaired collapsed with a click, smashing a series of dust and sounds on the ground, and Ye Zixuan, who was covered by an inverted triangular scaffolding on the ground, held his head like an ostrich to avoid the impact.

He didn't know what was going on with the others, the sound of the explosion made it impossible for him to identify the others, and the rising dust made it impossible for him to catch the other people, but he could also roughly know from the situation in front of him that Shen Wanqian's situation was not much better, and the debris and rubble that fell from the building due to the shaking almost buried him.

Not only the buildings, but even the earth are trembling, as if a five-magnitude earthquake is coming, which shows the power brought by **.

Click! A stone slab at the top of the church made a crisp sound, and fell heavily towards Ye Zixuan, Ye Zixuan's ears moved slightly, instinctively rushed out of the gravel and soil chips, and then he gritted his teeth, kicked his legs, and drew more than ten meters on the ground with the rain.

The scaffolding was torn apart and clung to the ground.

"Holy."

Ye Zixuan, who slid out of more than ten meters and turned his head, exclaimed in his heart, fortunately his sixth sense made him run instinctively, otherwise he would have become Sun Wukong, but Ye Zixuan, who turned over, was still hit in the back by a few small stones, and his whole body shook fiercely, and his head was dizzy and numb, and he was relieved by the crackling of the cold rain.

Ye Zixuan rubbed his aching back a few times, wiped the dirty muddy water off his face, and then looked at the church in the rain, in his field of vision, the ancient building was unrecognizable, miserable, although it had not all collapsed, but it had also collapsed, and the back door had become a ruin, and the doors and windows were piled up like a hill?.? `

Ye Zixuan coughed lightly, looking at the situation in front of him and was slightly silent, he sincerely sighed at the domineering of the black box, it is estimated that the entire box is filled with fierce **, as the aftermath of the collapse sound stopped, the silence around was restored, and only a slight sound of flames burning came from some of the places that had been bombed.

"Ye Shao, Shen Shao!"

When dozens of Shen bodyguards who were dodging the explosion rushed out of the convoy and shouted, Ye Zixuan, who had completely woken up, was shocked, and suddenly a heart-wrenching pain rose in his chest, and his front was a ruin, but he was the only one standing here, Shen Wanqian, Han Mazi, Huang Lao, and the flat-headed young man, all of them were gone.

The slowly spreading flames made the temperature on the surface rise a little, and the smoke also became turbid, and the sight was a little distorted and blurred, the scene in front of him was extremely unreal, as if it was a dream, Ye Zixuan wanted to shout loudly, but it seemed that something was blocked in his chest, so that he couldn't shout a word, he was worried about Shen Wanqian.

"Ahem, you can stone me to death......"

Just when Ye Zixuan pushed away the Shen bodyguards and was about to rush up, there was a "bang" sound from the ruins near the back door, Shen Wanqian struggled to crawl out of it with a dirty face, dozens of Shen bodyguards looked over with wide eyes, and then immediately jumped up and shouted loudly as if they had been stimulated: "Shen Shao!" ”

"I'm fine."

Shen Wanqian touched the dust off his face and gave Ye Zixuan a hug: "Look at Huang Lao's condition." ”

Dozens of Shen's bodyguards quickly took action, cleaning up the scene as quickly as possible, with the efforts of everyone, a burst of squirming began under the silent ruins, and one by one the gray-faced guys coughed desperately to pick up the stone chips and soil chips and drill out, as if one by one unearthed cultural relics, Huang Lao also dragged a wounded leg to appear.

Seeing that nearly half of the brothers had come to life, Shen Wanqian's eyes showed a hint of brilliance, and he patted Huang Lao on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, it's okay." Although it can be seen that Huang Lao and the others have a lot of injuries on their bodies, as long as there is still a breath to save zài, Shen Wanqian will feel a lot more at ease, otherwise he will feel guilty for the big mistake he made.

"Hurry up to the hospital, and then telegraph to the special, mobilize arms experts, and find out the source."

Shen Wanqian's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I'm going to kill them." ”

More than a dozen cronies responded in unison: "Yes! ”

When they quickly dispersed to do things, Shen Wanqian and Ye Zixuan did not leave, they all stopped in place and watched the scene, as if they wanted to see if there were any brothers alive, and also seemed to want to see if Han Mazi was alive or dead, Shen Wanqian also asked people to bring two glasses of wine, handed one to Ye Zixuan and smiled bitterly: "Thanks to you for the warning." ”

"Otherwise, not only will you capsize in the gutter today, but you may also put your own life on the line."

Shen Wanqian took a sip of red wine: "It's all my fault for being in a hurry for quick success." ”

Ye Zixuan wiped the rain off his face, looked ahead and shook his head: "We are indeed a little careless, but the most important thing is that He Changfeng is too vicious and ruthless, Han Mazi is his cronies, not only has he made great contributions, but he is also loyal and enthusiastic, but He Changfeng mercilessly calculated him and let him die with us." ”

Shen Wanqian nodded lightly, straightened his body and sighed: "Judging from Han Mazi's fact that he was taken down by me and staring at the box, he really didn't know that it was **, otherwise he wouldn't have thought about snatching it back, it was more about thinking about running away from the box, but it was Han Mazi's belief that the box had an antidote, so he successfully misled our judgment." ”

"I never thought that He Changfeng would sacrifice Han Mazi, a diehard."

He made an objective evaluation: "We all underestimate him, it seems that Lao He chose him as his heir, which makes some sense." ”

Ye Zixuan nodded with a smile, and at the same time glanced around, as if catching suspicious signs: "When I left the He family, he changed from irritable to calm, and told me that it was easy to go all the way, I knew then that he was going to retaliate, after all, even if it was a good thing for him, I just didn't expect it to come so quickly, so fiercely, and so without leaving a trace." ”

When Shen Wanqian lowered his head and took a sip of wine, Ye Zixuan added: "The ** of the box will not be timed, nor will it be Han Mazi's remote control, and there are traces of the senior brother in the basement of the church, so the guy who detonated just now is the senior brother, he should be hiding nearby, and he will detonate it in advance when he sees us." ”

"It's a pity that the situation is too chaotic, otherwise we can find his shadow."

Shen Wanqian burst out laughing, patted Ye Zixuan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Forget it, let him go, if you can escape today, you can't escape tomorrow, sooner or later you will settle this account with him, not to mention that he is also merciful, if he takes advantage of the explosion just now to shoot us twice, or bombard a big round ball of Bishop Mountain, our situation will be even worse." ”

The corners of Ye Zixuan's mouth hooked up a smile, and he took over the topic softly, "Do you think he doesn't want to do this, it's just that he doesn't have time or he doesn't have a weapon in his hand, otherwise he would have already beckoned us to kill, that guy has a deep love for the white fox, and he can do everything, and he is probably beating his chest now, and he is annoyed that he has lost the opportunity to start." ”

"Makes sense."

Shen Wanqian drank the red wine in one gulp: "By the way, Han Mazi doesn't have an antidote in his hand, what about the eldest lady's toxin?" He Changfeng watched her die? ”

Ye Zixuan shook his head lightly: "Han Mazi is not only the introduction to trap us, but also the plank road that He Changfeng deliberately cultivated, if my guess is correct, when we focus on Han Mazi, the senior brother must have given the blind snake antidote to the real middleman, and the middleman took advantage of the turmoil here to quietly give He Changfeng the antidote." ”

Shen Wanqian took out the phone, typed a number, listened for a while, put down the phone, looked at Ye Zixuan and said in a low voice: "Fifteen minutes ago, I took the official personnel to He's house, one is to give the old He Daoxi, the second is to visit the eldest lady's condition, and the third is to negotiate the marriage of the two families. ”

Ye Zixuan raised his head: "Who?" ”

Shen Wanqian spit out a name: "Tao Keke." ”

When a wry smile crossed Ye Zixuan's face, Shen Wanqian laughed, with a fighting spirit and optimism in his laughter: "We have always felt that He Changfeng is a waste, a vulnerable opponent, but now, this kid's mind and means are not inferior to ours, and such an opponent is much more interesting than Jiang Jingyao." ”

Ye Zixuan also showed a sense of war: "Then let's take a look at who is the real king of Macau." ”

"Han Mazi!"

When Ye Zixuan also drank the red wine in one gulp, the Shen bodyguard who was pulling the ruins suddenly shouted, and more than ten people who were busy immediately pulled out their firearms, and pointed at a bloody figure in unison, washed by the rain, making his face clearer, it was Han Mazi, his skin was blackened by gunsmoke, and his body was covered with wounds, and blood flowed.

His left arm is missing half, his ear is missing, the corners of his mouth are even more cracked, and the whole person is fragmented, which makes it difficult for everyone at the scene to believe that he is still a living person, but he is indeed not dead, and he is still struggling to stand up, but in his indifferent eyes, there is no longer the unyielding and crazy of the past, only a touch of indescribable sadness and loneliness.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Bandage his wound and inject him with glucose." ”

"Give him another gun and send it back to He's garden."