Fang Cai's own wrist was bitten by the little girl, and the skin was bitten, and bright red blood should have oozed out, but at this moment, Zhao Zixun's wrist was black, and even the blood was black.

This phenomenon shows that he has been poisoned, why the wrist is poisoned, there is only one explanation, it is the girl who was poisoned, and the purpose of biting Zhao Zixun's wrist is to poison Zhao Zixun.

At this time, the security personnel came out of the monitoring room and said to Zhao Zixun, "Judging from the surveillance, you really don't look like a human trafficker." ”

Zhao Zixun pointed to the middle-aged women and girls sitting not far away, and said, "Then they framed me in a good manner, how to deal with this." ”

Before the security personnel could speak, the middle-aged woman had already spoken, "What framed you?" You just dragged my daughter behind you at the time, is that a frame for you? And my girl is so scared to bite you. ”

"You ......" Zhao Zixun realized at this time that it was useless to continue to dwell on this matter, and the other party had made very adequate preparations in advance for setting up this bureau.

Zhao Zixun looked down at his wrist, this poison is very toxic, the middle-aged woman and the little girl in front of him look like ordinary people on the surface, but the person who can use such a strong poison will definitely not be an ordinary person, and the other party is bound to consider the possibility that he will use force against them, but they are not afraid, which means that they have no fear.

Zhao Zixun didn't dwell on it anymore and walked out of the room without saying a word.

Zhao Zixun was waiting outside, and when the middle-aged woman and the little girl came out, Zhao Zixun walked over to the two, and the middle-aged woman was not afraid, and smiled proudly.

Zhao Zixun said with a stern expression, "Hand over the antidote." ”

The corners of the middle-aged woman's mouth rose slightly, and she said, "Look behind you, there are so many people in us, do you think we will be afraid of you?" ”

Zhao Zixun looked back and saw about a dozen people, these people were not ordinary people, one of them Zhao Zixun had seen, it was the guy who drove a Maserati and killed someone that night.

Seeing the Maserati man, Zhao Zixun immediately understood what was going on, this was the other party's revenge.

The Maserati man walked over proudly and whispered to Zhao Zixun, "What's the matter?" Do you regret being nosy that night? ”

Zhao Zixun's murderous intent gradually rose, and he said coldly, "Hand over the antidote, and I will spare your life." ”

"Yo, you don't know if you're dying?" The Maserati man smiled and said, "It's a pity, there is no antidote to this poison, and when the poison gas hits the heart, you will be better off dead." ”

"Finally, I ask you again, the antidote, do you hand it over?"

"Then I can tell you responsibly, there is no ...... solution"

Sou!

It seemed like it was just a flash of light, and no one could see what was going on.

At this point, Zhao Zixun's right index finger nail had a trace of blood, and the Maserati man looked ahead in shock, his eyes were festering, breathing became more and more difficult, and his hands and feet kept twitching.

"Young master."

The people around the Maserati man immediately sensed that something was wrong and surrounded the Maserati man.

Zhao Zixun wiped the blood stains on his right fingernail and said lightly, "Within an hour, if the blood vessels in his left atrium can be opened, he can still be a paralyzed disabled person in the future, if he can't get through, he can only be a dead man." ”

Zhao Zixun was like a god, standing there majestically, looking down at the people in front of him, these people were trembling, and they no longer had the pride of talent.

In just an instant, Zhao Zixun sealed their young master's heart with a blow, they didn't even have a chance to react, how strong this Zhao Zixun was, they didn't dare to imagine.

Zhao Zixun looked at his mobile phone and found that he was about to board the plane immediately, so he smiled playfully and ignored the class of ants.

These people already understood that they were not Zhao Zixun's opponents, so they had no idea of intervening to stop them.

Zhao Zixun boarded the plane and clicked on his wrist a few times to seal the acupuncture point and prevent the poison from spreading.

Although the Maserati man said that there was no cure, Zhao Zixun was not very worried, because there is no real incurable in the world, as long as you can find those heaven-defying level natural treasures, any poison can be cured.

At this time, Zhao Zixun didn't care about the poison in his body, and now that Li Qilan was in the hands of the enemy, he felt uneasy, in case those people did anything to hurt Li Qilan, he Zhao Zixun would regret it for a lifetime and feel guilty for a lifetime.

This time the plane flew for three hours, and finally arrived at the airport in Zhu'an City.

When he arrived at the abandoned shoe factory, Zhao Zixun naturally knew that it was the Zhong family's business, because the other party said on the phone that it was still the abandoned shoe factory last time.

Entering the abandoned shoe factory, the abandoned shoe factory turned out to be empty at this time, Zhao Zixunzi looked around in it, there was no one, and he was curious about what was going on.

Suddenly!

Zhao Zixun stopped.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The ground cracked out of thin air, and the walls were not spared, and the cracks slowly expanded.

"Sword Intent: Broken Mountain!"

A domineering sword shadow fell from the sky, as if it had killed tens of millions of living beings, faintly, as if there was a tragic bloody breath rushing towards it, and in an instant, there was a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, strange and terrifying.

Zhao Zixun stood in place, the scene emerging in front of him seemed to be a real reproduction, he saw the landslide and the ground cracked, the water and the river were exhausted, like the battlefield of Shura, with millions of corpses, and a sword was sonorous and bright, flashing cold, blood and water flowed down from the sword, and the earth was red.

It's like hell, and if it were an ordinary person, it would immediately fall to the ground.

Zhao Zixun's expression was solemn, this is the real sword intent, there is intention in the sword, with the scene of the past, which is something that cannot be shown from the swords of the Falling Mountain Sword and Hong Gang.

Zhao Zixun's eyes narrowed, he didn't dodge, his arms were crossed on the top of his head, his green muscles soared, he roared angrily, and the golden light rose up, like an unbroken King Kong, the aura around his body was urging, and his hair stood up, like a mad god of war, raising his hand and shaking it.

Bang!

In an instant, the abandoned shoe factory was razed to the ground, leaving only billowing smoke and dust.

In the billowing smoke and dust, looking at each other, one in the air and one on the ground, Liu Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking down from the air, he never expected that Zhao Zixun, a young man, would have the ability to take his broken mountain.

Zhao Zixun coughed, the other party's blow was indeed fierce, he had tried his best, and he was able to take it, at this moment, his arms were still trembling slightly, and his chest was dull and painful.

Liu Zhen rarely spoke, and said unprecedentedly, "Young man, you are good. ”

"Thank you."

"It's a pity, you provoked my Six Swords Gate."

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