Chapter 8: The Blood Buddha Recognizes the Lord

Even, Qiao Ba still wants to have a good relationship with Zhao Yan, and in the future, he can borrow this wind-pulling motorcycle from Zhao Yan for a ride, which is really cool!

With such thoughts, Qiao Ba's face finally showed a smile and handed over a cigarette, "Little brother, why didn't Lao Zhou come?" ”

Zhao Yan shook his hand and signaled not to smoke, and said, "Old Zhou Xin has put a horse, and he is tired of being together all day, he is not free to come, just let me trade with you." ”

When Qiao Ba took a bath with Sunday Hua last night, he had also heard Sunday Hua say it. Now that he heard Zhao Yan say it, of course, he was even more convinced, and he asked again, "Then did you bring any money?" ”

Zhao Yan pretended to pat the pocket behind his buttocks, and said indifferently, "Thousands of drizzle, buddy has a lot of money." ”

In fact, he was carrying the brick on his waist, and Qiao Ba saw it bulging high, and thought that he had a lot of money stuffed in his pants pockets.

Qiao Ba was already convinced, and he was not embarrassed to see the money with his own eyes, after all, people came on a motorcycle of 15,000.

He said quietly, "Follow me." ”

Even if the widow's family is a relatively remote family in Xiaoshanzi Village, Qiao Ba still took Zhao Yan to a more remote corner.

The two of them were one foot deep and one foot shallow, and soon came to the path up the hill at the back of the village.

Qiao Ba didn't go up the mountain, but walked forward along the foot of the mountain, Zhao Yan didn't speak, he followed forward, he wished that the more remote the better!

Finally walked to a dead corner under the mountain where there was no one at all, Qiao Ba looked left and right, then squatted down, picked up a small wooden stick and dug on the ground.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Starling, good intentions!" Hidden here, who can find it? ”

Qiao Ba said with a smile while digging, "Little brother, you really made money this time!" 8,000 yuan to buy a real standard pistol, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't have enough money recently, I wouldn't be willing to make a move! ”

This Qiao Ba is really cunning, for fear of being found out, he didn't dare to put the gun at home, nor did he dare to put it on his body, but buried it in the land at the foot of the mountain.

The soil was dug up not very deep, and a red plastic bag appeared underneath, and Qiao Ba separated the surrounding soil and pulled the plastic bag out.

The two layers of plastic bags tightly wrapped the black objects inside, and Zhao Yan could see clearly through the outline!

That's right!

It is the six that the institute allotted to Zhao Gensheng to use. Quadruple pistol!

Seeing this gun, Zhao Yan couldn't hold back any longer.

How much did your own family suffer in the previous life? Although it is not a broken family, it can be regarded as a great change in the family, his father is in prison, he is bullied, and how many white eyes he suffers, all because of Qiao Ba, a bastard!

Zhao Yan pulled out the big brick from his waist, slapped it on the back of Qiao Baliang's head, and scolded, "Xiao Xyang, you dare to steal Lao Tzu's gun!" Tell you to steal Lao Tzu's gun again! Steal! ”

The rise of Zhao Yan's scolding smashed it a few times! Qiao Ba's skull was hard enough, the bricks were broken, and this guy had blood on his head, lying on the ground and moaning.

Zhao Yan picked up the plastic bag, and after tearing open the two layers of plastic paper, a smell of engine oil wafted out, and the heavy pistol was inserted in the brown calfskin holster.

"That's right, that's it!"

Zhao Yan once saw that he usually kept it in the gun garage in the office, and his father only took it out and used it when he was on a mission.

found the gun, Zhao Yan's heart was relieved, he was a good hand at playing with guns, pulled out the gun, pressed his fingers, and the magazine popped out, and Zhao Yan unloaded the bullets one by one.

The numbers are correct, the guns are also bullets, and my father has escaped this time.

Zhao Yan's fingers picked open the gap on the fast gun holster, and there was his father's gun license inside, and everything was there.

"Paralyzed, little cub! It actually got on Lao Tzu's head! ”

Qiao Ba was really strong enough, and the bricks were broken on his head, and he came back to his senses and pounced on Zhao Yan.

He hugged Zhao Yan from behind and wanted to reach out to grab the gun.

Zhao Yan grabbed one of his arms and wanted to have an over-the-shoulder fall, but Qiao Ba's body had brute strength, and Zhao Yan not only did not complete the over-the-shoulder throw, but was pushed to the ground by Qiao Ba!

The ground after a light rain is muddy.

Qiao Ba rode on Zhao Yan's body, scolding and grabbing Zhao Yan's hair. Zhao Yan struggled to turn around, and Qiao Ba also punched Zhao Yan twice in the face, and scolded, "Little X cub, dare to play Lao Tzu?" Lao Tzu beat you to death! ”

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Qiao Ba's face, but Qiao Ba dodged, but instead choked Zhao Yan's neck.

Zhao Yan was pinched so red that he almost suffocated to death.

The punch is not powerful, and the force is not powerful. Zhao Yan is still a junior in high school, and he can't get Qiao Ba, who has amazing strength.

Qiao Ba is also enthusiastic this time, just to pinch Zhao Yan to death!

Zhao Yan's face became redder and redder, completely suffocated, and his head was about to burst open.

However, at this time, Zhao Yan finally took out the spring jumping knife in his pocket that was seized from Zhou Hua's hand, popped out the sharp tip of the knife, and pierced it directly into Qiao Ba's thigh.

"I'm X!" Qiao Ba's face was deformed in pain, but this guy also had a lot of strength, and he didn't care about his thighs, but pinched Zhao Yan's neck even harder.

"Little x cub! Kill you today and bury you in the mountains! "Qiao Ba really moved his murderous intent this time.

Zhao Yan's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were blood-red, and tinnitus echoed in his ears, he knew that if he didn't take some decisive measures, he would really hang up this time!

"Give me death!" Zhao Yan used his last strength and stabbed upward!

The knife light drew an arc and stabbed it from below, piercing Qiao Ba's chest with great accuracy!

Bang bang bang!

The pulse of Qiao Ba's heart was transmitted to Zhao Yan's palm through the tip of the knife.

This stab hit the vital point, and Qiao Ba's hand immediately loosened. Only then did Zhao Yan overturn Qiao Ba's sturdy body with the handle of the knife in his hand, and then he lay down and gasped for a long time, and then he eased up.

When he turned his head again, Qiao Ba was already out of breath, his heart was broken, and a lot of blood was flowing out, and the gods couldn't be saved when they came.

"You can't live if you do your own evil!" Zhao Yan gasped and scolded.

Originally, he didn't want to kill this time. He just wanted to help Zhao Gensheng find the gun, but who knew that Qiao Ba's resistance was too fierce, and if he didn't kill Qiao Ba, he would die at Qiao Ba's hands.

But since he killed it, Zhao Yan didn't take it too seriously.

In the twenty years that he was an agent in his previous life, he didn't know how many people he had killed, not to mention that people like Qiao Ba deserved to die.

It's just that he is not the No. 1 agent now, he doesn't have a murder license, and he killed Qiao Ba, this stabbing basket is too big!

"Gotta figure figure it out!" Zhao Yan's brows furrowed.

Just as he was frowning, a drop of blood from the corner of his mouth ran down his neck, landing on the blood Buddha necklace hanging from his chest.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan's heart moved, "Drop blood to recognize the Lord!" ”

"What's the use of the good things that the top agents from all over the world came to fight for?" Zhao Yan sensed it, and found that there was a small storage space in this blood Buddha necklace!

"This thing is just in time!" Zhao Yan had seen SSS-class agents use the storage space before, and he immediately put Qiao Ba's body and the nearby dirt into the storage space.

Back at the door of the widow's house, Zhao Yan got on a motorcycle.

After pressing the button of the electronic ignition, the engine roared with a few clicks.

Coming out of the intersection and passing by Qiao's new house, Zhao Yan saw Qiao Ba's sister-in-law again.

As soon as he twisted the accelerator, the green and white motorcycle accelerated out of the drizzly mountain village.