Chapter 170: The Rhythm of Suicide

"Wait...... Wait a minute! Just as Wang Zi turned around and was about to leave, the blood knife suddenly shouted.

"Old man, are you okay?" Wang Zi turned around and frowned slightly.

"You, you're not going to hand me over to the police?" Blood Knife looked at Wang Zi with a different expression.

"Uh, old man......" Wang Zi pouted, "Why did I hand you over to the police, and the police didn't pay me a salary, forget it, let's go......" When Wang Zi had just helped the blood knife to solve the acupoint, he had a little understanding of his injuries.

In the Ping An buckle, some medical knowledge Huang Shang still taught him a little bit, maybe Wang Zi is not good at healing, but he can easily judge the severity of the injury. According to Huang Shang, after a fight, he was accidentally injured and always knew whether he would die! The current blood knife is not dead, but it is no different from an ordinary old man in the future, that is to say, the meridians of the blood knife have been damaged by his internal force, and the damage is quite serious, so Wang Zi does not plan to trouble him.

"But...... But I wanted to kill you......"

"Did you kill it? Besides, can you kill me? Wang Zi pursed his lips, interrupted the words of the blood knife, and turned around to leave.

"Wait......"

Wang Zi turned back again a little helplessly: "I said old man, what do you want." ”

"Boy, you are indeed quite different, it is an honor for the old man to be able to fight with you. It was you who made me know what it means to have a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and I never dreamed that one day I would be able to fight against a master who has reached the level of internal strength, and this master is still so young. The old decay of the division does have such a rule, the failure of the mission needs to die clearly, so even if you don't kill me, the old decay has no right to live in this world. Bloody Knife said with a calm smile on his face.

Wang Zi frowned, but he didn't say anything, just listened quietly, and he felt that the blood knife had something to say to him.

Sure enough, the blood knife continued: "I don't know what kind of cultivation you have, your internal strength can reach such a terrifying level, but now it makes no sense to say this......" The blood knife said and took out a very shabby cloth made of sheepskin from his arms, and took out a bank card from his pocket, slowly put it in front of Wang Zi and said, "Boy, this sheepskin was obtained by accident, it seems to be a treasure map about a treasure, so I gave it to you, you can study it yourself." This bank card is an anonymous account I opened in a Swiss bank, and the secret is six six, which contains the money I have obtained from the mission for most of my life, a total of 2 billion euros, and I will give it to you......"

"Old man, you ...... What the hell do you want to do? Wang Zi's pupils dilated instantly. Treasure maps? 2 billion? Euro? For Wang Zi, it would be too fake if he was not impressed. I won't say if the treasure map is really impossible to find, but the 2 billion euros, well, that's more than 20 billion Huaxia coins, Wang Zi secretly swallowed his saliva, only to feel that his heartbeat was inexplicably faster.

"I don't want to do it, Ha Lu Ha ......" Blood Knife smiled calmly, "The old man has been in the middle of his life for most of his life, but he has never been so comfortable as now, okay, the old man should go where the old man should go......" The blood knife smiled and slowly crawled like a lake.

"Old man, ...... you" Wang Zi was stunned, this guy was like the killer last time, and he wanted to commit suicide by throwing himself into the lake?

The Blood Knife waved at him, and continued to move towards the lake. When you come to the lake, you look at yourself in the lake, smile calmly, and then let yourself roll into the lake. I only heard a "plop" sound, and the figure of the blood knife was already lost, only a few blisters poured up from the bottom of the lake, and the ripples in the circle, and after a while, it finally calmed down......

"Forget it, it's important to rescue Zhang Mengmeng...... Wang Zi looked at the lake that was finally calm, and didn't know what to say, picked up the sheepskin and bank card left by the bloody knife on the ground, thought about it and put it in his pocket, and then turned around and left......

In the car, Wang Zi followed the instructions on the navigator and ran all the way towards the abandoned chemical plant in the western suburbs. When Zhang Kaide gave him the mobile phone, he said that with this mobile phone, they could easily locate his location, but he didn't give his contact information, but he didn't believe that Wang Zi still had the moment to call him.

An hour later, the abandoned chemical plant was already in sight, Wang Zi slowed down and drove closer and closer, looked around, the surrounding area was deserted, but it was indeed a good place for Tibetans, after all, who would not come to such a ghost place.

Almost two kilometers away from the abandoned chemical plant, Wang Zi drove the car into the woods on the side of the road, stopped, got out of the car, looked around, and then quietly walked to the chemical plant.

Perhaps because the chemical plant had been abandoned for too long, the grass on both sides of the road was more than a person high, and Wang Zi walked in it, although it was still early, it was not at all inconspicuous, which provided excellent convenience for his sneaking. Although he didn't pay attention to those mercenaries, after all, there was nothing wrong with being careful, who knew if the other party had a few machine guns, and if they fired at him together, it would really hurt.

After a while, Wang Zi had quietly come to the courtyard wall of the abandoned chemical plant, and quickly sneaked at the foot of the wall. But as soon as he turned the corner and was about to climb over the courtyard wall behind him and enter the chemical plant, he suddenly frowned and stopped. By this time he had vaguely heard a faint breathing sound from the corner end, followed by several clear conversations.

Wang Zi leaned tightly against the wall, and quietly poked his head around the corner to see, not far from the inner corner, two middle-aged people in camouflage uniforms, about thirty years old, were squatting by the wall, leaning against the wall and smoking, and looked up from time to time, and both held M4A1 carbines in their hands.

These so-called mercenaries are quite good, with such a handsome gun, Wang Zi looked at the gun and pouted.

One of them looked up again, and seemed to complain with some dissatisfaction: "Fuck, that old guy with the blood knife, we are not allowed to touch that chick, we can only look at it and not bang it, what does that mean?" ”

"That's it, that chick looks so delicate, it's really exciting, if you can press her under you, hiss, no, I'm thinking about it, I have to go to the gun again." The other yin laughed.

"Damn, you're not afraid of kidney loss! The boss said, this time with the blood knife point, each person can get 200,000 after the task is completed, isn't it enough for you to find a girl? Although we are not afraid of blood knives, it is better not to provoke this kind of person. Another said.

"Alright, I'll tell you that the old guy is not human. Let's go on patrol after smoking a cigarette, after all, that chick's background is not simple, don't leak anything......" The man was talking, and suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then his head seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The other one was stunned, and quickly lifted the gun in his hand, who knew that at this moment, he only felt that his throat seemed to be clamped by an iron tong, at this time he was completely unable to lift his strength due to breathing pain, let alone resist, "bang" a soft sound, the gun in his hand has fallen to the ground.