Chapter 397: The Twelve Battles of the East China Sea

For the twelve battles in the East China Sea, there is corresponding information on the side of Shatian, and when he came, Ma Wenquan had already determined the identity of the deceased. Hearing Han Yu's question, he nodded slowly and said, "That's the only place on his body that has been hit hard. ”

Han Yu let go lightly, and the rubber ball immediately bounced up. As soon as he grasped it, he slowly closed his eyes, and after a long while, he stood up violently, held the rubber ball in his hand, and pushed it forward fiercely.

But the arm was only halfway pushed, and then he stopped. Han Yu shook his head: "No, in this case, the speed will be difficult to control at all." ”

Han Yu gently let go of his hand, letting the ball fall and bounce on the ground, and bounce up again, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he seemed to understand the key.

He grabbed the rubber ball, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the ball bounced out again, only this time forward.

The ball is obviously specially made, with good elasticity and fast speed, and there is no too violent breaking sound.

It just made a bang when it hit the glass, but it was immediately caught by a pair of big hands and pressed against the glass.

"Click, click......" There was a crack like a spider web on the glass.

Han Yu slowly took a few steps back, threw the ball away, and Ma Wenquan caught it casually. Han Yu clapped his hands and said softly: "It seems like this, first use the elasticity and weirdness of the ball to hit the opponent, and then take advantage of the moment when the opponent is stunned to press the ball into the opponent's mouth!" What a ruthless method! ”

Ma Wenquan was stunned for a moment before he suddenly said: "That's right, when I used this carving knife to throw him in the back, he used this method!" I just didn't expect that this can also be used to kill people! ”

Han Yu squinted his eyes slightly and sat down again: "You say, he's very young?" ”

Ma Wenquan nodded and said, "About twenty years old, it looks like it shouldn't be as old as me!" ”

"This ball is easy to say, but when it comes to using it, it is very demanding in terms of eyesight, hand power and speed. Especially if the opponent is a person like Vulture who is not weak, his speed should be very fast! Han Yu squinted his eyes: "Let's go, go and see the corpse of the vulture!" ”

Where Ma Wenquan lived, a room had already been carved out as a place to keep the vulture's corpse, and it was guarded by two of Huangquantang's younger brothers at the door.

When they came, the two little brothers were squatting at the entrance of the building smoking cigarettes, chatting quietly, as soon as they saw them, the two hurriedly wanted to get up, but probably squatted for too long, so that when they stood up, they didn't stand firmly, and they fell down with a bang.

The other person hurriedly pulled him and said in a trembling voice: "Boss, iron, brother iron hand!" ”

Ma Wenquan looked at the two subordinates with a gloomy face: "You guys, this is how you completed the task I gave you?" ”

The two younger brothers obviously didn't expect that the hall master and the boss would come to see a dead man in the middle of the night, their faces were pale, and they said tremblingly: "Brother Tie Hand, we, we ......"

"Brother Iron Hand, we're scared!" Another junior brother took it, and he knew that the most despised thing for his hall master and boss was An Xie's cowardly soft-bastard, so he plucked up his courage and said, "There's a dead man in there......"

"Dead people? Didn't I make it clear to you when I called you here? Ma Wenquan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "What did you tell me just now?" ”

When they came over, Ma Wenquan had indeed told them that there was an important corpse in this room, and the doors and windows should be closed, the air conditioner should be turned on, and it should be kept in a refrigerated state, and they were guarding outside without his order, and no one was allowed to enter. At that time, Ma Wenquan also asked them: "If you are afraid, I will change someone else!" ”

These two little brothers are not stupid, in front of your own hall master, you said that you were scared this time, it will definitely leave him with the impression of being as timid as a mouse, if there is anything good next time, how can it be their turn?

Therefore, they said in unison that they were not afraid. However, when they came, there were only two of them on the entire floor, and the surroundings were quiet, and the two of them remembered that there was a dead man lying inside, so they couldn't help but move to the top of the stairs, and gathered together to smoke, chat, and pluck up their courage.

One of them was still sitting on the ground, and where Cheng thought that at this time, Ma Wenquan actually came.

"Okay, Iron Hand, these three watches in the middle of the night, they are a little slack, but it is understandable!" Han Yu saw that Ma Wenquan was a little angry, and whispered comfortingly.

Ma Wenquan glanced at the two younger brothers, spat out and said, "If it weren't for the boss interceding this time, Lao Tzu would have kicked you." The two of you are also men with eggs, and you are not afraid of killing, but this person is dead, and you are pretending to be frightened and frightened here! Don't be ashamed of me, go back and everyone goes to the training ground for a month of special training! ”

As he spoke, Ma Wenquan walked in the direction of the corpse, and the two younger brothers hurriedly followed.

Ma Wenquan glared back at them, kicked open the door, but unexpectedly there was a dark shadow standing inside.

The moment the door opened, a terrible sword light slashed over.

In an instant, Ma Wenquan only felt a tingling of his scalp! Could it be a deception?

Thinking so in his heart, but as a master, his reaction was not slow, he hurriedly leaned back, shook his right hand, and slammed into the knife light with a little cold, and with a bang, the knife was smashed on the door frame next to it.

The sword light did not stop, and it still slashed at Ma Wenquan's chest.

Han Yu grabbed Ma Wenquan's collar and pulled it back, his left hand immediately stretched forward, and his five fingers opened and grabbed the wrist of the visitor.

The man changed his moves quickly, and with a direct flip of his wrist, the steel knife turned straight upward, and pierced Han Yu's arm, this time, even if Han Yu could grab his wrist, he was afraid that he would not escape the fate of his arm being pierced.

Han Yu had no choice but to retract his hand, but with a hard kick under his foot, he kicked the man's leg bone. The man snorted and staggered back two steps, and Han Yu took the opportunity to walk in.

At a glance, he saw that the window had been opened, and the body of the vulture that had been placed on the ground was gone.

Han Yu smiled, looked at the man in black in front of him who was a little stout, but definitely not tall, and said, "You, you are also one of the twelve battles in the East China Sea, right?" ”

"Boss of the sky, black?" The black-clothed man's pupils shrank fiercely.

"It's me!" Han Yu said lightly.

The man in black opened his lips and said in a deep voice: "Good skills." ”

Just now he had the absolute upper hand, both in a sneak attack and in the heart. Anyone who opens the door from a room where corpses are stored will be startled to see a large living person standing. But even in this state, he couldn't kill the iron hand, and he was forced back into the room by Han Yu's move.

From this point of view alone, he is no match for the other side.

"You're welcome, you're here to take your brother's corpse, aren't you?" Han Yu said softly.

"That's right! My name is Crocodile and the dead vulture is my brother! I can't let my brother die and can't be buried in peace! The man in black said coldly.

"Hmph, I think you should think more about yourself!" Ma Wenquan snorted coldly, his face gloomy like the sky that was about to rain in June. Shame, shame! The dignified Huangquan Hall, in front of the boss, has become a place where people can come and go whenever they want.

As soon as he remembered that Han Yu and Xiao Yan lived here, and the other party still quietly touched here, Ma Wenquan felt scared for a while! If something goes wrong with Han Yu, he naturally can't afford it. If something happens to Xiao Yan, I'm afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life!

The carving knife in Ma Wenquan's hand was clenched tightly, and the black steel fist glove was already on his left hand, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a touch of cold murderous intent: "Since you are here, then let's stay!" ”

Han Yu smiled and said softly: "You go chase the one outside, this person, I'll come!" ”

"Good!" Before Ma Wenquan's voice fell, his body rushed straight towards the crocodile.

The crocodile was angry, and he slashed at him with a straight knife, and said coldly: "Don't look down on people, if you want to chase my brother, let's get past me first!" ”

Sen Leng's knife light was about to slash at Ma Wenquan, but this Ma Wenquan didn't look back, still rushing towards the window. Because he believes that since the boss said that he would chase people, he would not let the person in front of him hurt him at all!

Sure enough, just as the knife was about to hit Ma Wenquan, a black ball suddenly appeared and smashed on the crocodile's wrist, making him almost miss the wall next to him.

The crocodile was taken aback, he thought Han Yu had made a move, and hurriedly turned around, but he didn't want to see Han Yu holding a round ball in his hand, which rose and fell on the ground from time to time, and there were blood stains on it.

Over there, Ma Wenquan had already pounced from the window and shouted, "Do you still want to leave?" ”

Han Yu knew that the person who snatched the vulture's corpse must not have run far yet. He smiled slightly and looked at the man in front of him: "None of you can escape!" ”

"Really?" The crocodile suddenly showed a sad smile at the corner of his mouth, his body quickly retreated back, and he suddenly took out a pistol from his waist, and slammed it at Han Yu three times!

He didn't want to use a gun, because he didn't want to make a big deal out of it and attract the investigation from above! A gang can be tolerated above, you fight for territory and business, because of how many knives you have, as long as you really dare to cause chaos, as long as they mobilize troops, they can easily wipe you out!

But an organization that has a large number of guns and dares to use this kind of thing is different, and its lethality is not comparable to the threat to the government! With a knife, you need to get close, you need courage and skill, you can use a gun, as long as you have the strength to pull the trigger, it's enough!

A woman can kill, a child, a beggar, or even a disabled person, with a gun in hand, you can still kill!

Such a thing will never be allowed to happen from above. Once you use a gun and things get bigger, either the club has spent a lot of money for you and saved you, but the gains outweigh the losses, or you leave the club, or, directly implicate the club!

Therefore, the general community, especially the one that is not strong enough, will never allow his subordinates to use guns! And as a man, there is still blood in the crocodile's chest. He also thought about defeating the enemy face to face and defeating him with dignity! But now, he realized that wanting to defeat the black cloth with the knife in his hand was simply a fantasy.

Without guns, none of them will be able to leave tonight!

That's why crocodiles don't hesitate to shoot and kill!

Han Yu noticed that something was wrong when he reached behind him, and his body hurriedly flashed to the side, and the bullet flew against his shoulder and hit the wall, making three muffled sounds.

After the three shots were fired, the muzzle of the crocodile turned around and was already aimed at Ma Wenquan under the window. His face was still facing Han Yu, thinking that at such a close distance, his marksmanship that could be called a hundred steps through Yang, even if he couldn't shoot Han Yu on the spot, would be able to seriously injure him.

But I didn't want Han Yu to hide weirdly, and forced him over.

At this time, his pistol was already aimed out the window!

Damn, blind self-confidence kills people!