"Stop being so nagging. Where is the person who can talk?"
"The pavilion by the lake."
The car windows were closed like this, and ten Dongfeng Warriors roared and drove into Miaoyuju.
After entering Miaoyuju, the leading car suddenly stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the open space by the lake. The five-meter long and two-meter wide man ignored the lane in a nearly straight line and drove unscrupulously in the garden. of driving.
Xu Qian, whose face was covered with dust, saw this situation and his face twitched unnaturally a few times. These people drove in without getting out of the car. Miss Ruyi had put a lot of effort into this entire courtyard. She didn’t know why they were so rampant, and she didn’t know if they had destroyed the formation in the courtyard. Xu Qian glanced at Lu Qi and others beside him. Lu Qi blushed with shame, sighed, and chased the Warrior car.
The car drove straight to the pavilion where Zhang Qilu was. The doors of ten cars opened almost at the same time, and more than fifty people got out of the cars. These people were wearing uniform camouflage combat uniforms, and their knotted muscles seemed to be stretching out their shirts. These people who came here were obviously masters from outside their families, especially the people who got out of the two cars in the front row. They were full of momentum and were meeting for the first time. When he saw it, he demonstrated like this, flexing his muscles, and seemed very domineering.
The muscular man who got off the car last had red eyes and gray eyes, with the look of an older person whose luster had faded away. The bronzed skin exudes a faint metallic luster. He is a skilled master.
Zhang Qilu sat in the pavilion and turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him, still drinking tea without changing his expression. It was obvious that the aura of the people in front of him had no influence on him at all.
Lu Qi and others hurried over and were about to go up to talk to the strong man, but they were stopped by the people from the Gate.
"I really didn't expect that our city's Jiamen would have the opportunity to receive Zhang Qilu, Master Zhang's security business from you."
The muscular man walked up to the pavilion alone and sat across from Zhang Qilu.
Zhang Qilu slowly poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of the man. ..
The man stared at Zhang Qilu, picked up a cup, and took a sip of the amber tea soup in the cup. His expressionless face suddenly changed.
"How about this, can I still drink this rough tea?"
At this time, the man restrained his contempt and put down the cup. The strong man replied:
"Master Zhang, you are kidding me. If this is the number one tea drinker, if you can't drink it, then there is no need for such a thing as tea in this world."
"You know this tea."
"The king of rock tea, there are only three or six mother trees in the whole of China. It grows on the cliff of Wuyi Mountain. It is very precious and can be called a national treasure. I was lucky enough to drink it once before I left the army. I will never forget it. I never thought I could drink it again. Drink it."
Zhang Qilu didn't answer. He poured another cup of tea for the muscular man. Zhang Qilu couldn't help but look at the man. In just ten minutes, this man showed his violent side and his knowledgeable and delicate side. one side.
"I haven't asked for advice yet. Your Excellency, please give me your surname."
"There is no need for a surname. I abandoned one of my pawns. The day I entered the pawn gate, my name and all the honors on my body were wiped out. You can call me a pawn."
"Okay then, Mr. Pawn, let's stop chatting and get straight to the point."
"good."
"Do you understand the general situation?"
"Although we can only be considered half of the world, we still know a little bit about what happened in Shanghai recently."
"Then you should be aware of the dangers of this mission."
"I know. Lu Qi has already told me about the enemies we may face, and I also have a little understanding of their strength."
"This security mission may be very dangerous."
"so what."
"If the worst happens, there could be casualties."
"Master Zhang, there is no need for you to provoke me, and there is no need for you to underestimate us in your heart. The people I brought this time are the most elite people from the south. Although we are no longer soldiers, we have never been I'm not afraid of any casualties. I'm only concerned about the report this time.
Remuneration. "
The man was very direct, he didn't have any rhetoric, he didn't involve feelings about his family and country, and he didn't try to win Zhang Qilu's favor. Such a person actually saved Zhang Qilu a lot of time.
"You can make whatever price you want."
"Make a price as you wish."
"Yes, I just want no outsiders to enter Miao Yuju and the Runmu Villa opposite for 24 hours."
"Before that, I have something to ask Master Zhang."
"Please say."
"I'm a little curious. If the information we received is not too biased, Master Zhang, you should be capable enough to protect your home, why do you need to rely on outside help? Why is it us again."
"Virus, a latest type of influenza virus suddenly broke out in Shanghai last night. This virus is extremely fierce and fierce. Someone here is unfortunately infected with this virus, and others need to be quarantined for 24 hours. If we If the guess is correct, the sudden outbreak of the virus is completely directed at us. Without knowing the other party’s back-up plan, the most reliable plan to deal with this 24-hour crisis is to find foreign aid. As for why we came to you , because you are pure enough."
After listening to Zhang Qilu's conclusion, the frontman pondered for a moment, stretched out a finger and said, "One hundred million Chinese coins. Fifty men, one million each. If they die, I will give another one million yuan as housing allowance."
"I'll give you 200 million Chinese coins. You just need to guard our two entrances and exits from the outside."
"Okay." As he said, the soldier took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and placed it on the stone table.
"There are fifty accounts here. You can transfer one million to each account, and the remaining money can be paid later. But we have to agree in advance, how will this be calculated if the other party enters from other places."
"There's nothing to worry about. As long as you don't open the front door, no one can get in."
"Okay, deal."
The pawn on the horse picked up the tea cup on the table, drank the tea in one gulp, and walked out of the pavilion.
Zhang Qilu sighed secretly, secretly admiring such a straightforward man.
...
In the corridor of the hotel, Muzishan stopped.
Yang Qianji asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"Don't follow me, get out of the window here and leave with the hill in the car."
"You think this is a trap?"
"From the time you said a vampire appeared here, I knew this must be a trap."
"Why is this?"
"We have had several dealings with each other before, and no vampire has ever appeared before. The reason why he appears now is probably to lure you and me into a trap."
"Then come up."
"They think they are hunters. If I, the prey, don't appear, how can they attract more people? We can't let these people go astray and Xiaoxiao."
"I'll stay and help you."
"They know you are here, and they must have something to deal with you. Let's go."
Although she is still reluctant to leave, Yang Qianji knows that Muzishan has been advancing with each passing day recently, and it is no longer the same as when she came to Shanghai half a month ago. If she stays here, she may become a burden to him.
Before jumping out of the window, Yang Qianji turned around and asked, "Do you need me to call someone?"
"No need, wait for me at the restaurant where you have lunch."
Muzishan stopped at the door of room 4114, looked at the universal identifier in his hand, and then put the identifier back into his pocket. Clap your hands towards the door of the room.
The next moment, the door of the room turned into powder. There was Muzishan's figure at the door. The next moment, he appeared in the room. In the dim room, the two vampires who were eating the hotel waiter suddenly stopped their movements and stood there stunned.
There were about ten people lying scattered in the room. Most of the staff here should be here. Muzishan frowned slightly when he saw this scene. Just when he frowned, he saw the two vampires showing sly smiles. At this moment, it was too late. Just when Muzishan knew that something was wrong, it was already too late. A large-caliber weapon with a special light shone...
The bullet was already very close to Muzishan's eyebrows.
When Muzishan heard the dull sound of gunfire in the distance, the bullet had already been shot into Muzishan's head.
The Vampires in the room let out heart-breaking laughter. At that moment, they had many beautiful fantasies. The Thirteen Sacred Artifacts of the Vampires, and the blood pool that could enhance the strength of the Vampires. At that moment, all of these were within easy reach.
But the next moment all these illusions were shattered, the smiles stopped, and their lives were frozen at this moment. The two vampires solidified into stones from bottom to top, with steam rising from their bodies. It seemed that all the moisture in their bodies had evaporated in an instant. Then the two stone sculptures fell down and broke into thousands of pieces.
They didn't understand until their death why the red and white stuff in Muzishan's head didn't sputter out after being shot in the head, but instead shattered like a piece of glass.
At this time, the door of the room appeared again, and the door was pushed open. Muzishan appeared behind the door, holding a three-foot-long short spear. Muzishan took a heavy step forward, transferring the power from his legs and feet to his waist. He turned slightly, exerted force on his chest and back to his shoulders, swung his shoulders, and threw his arms like a long whip to throw out the short spear in his hand.
The short spear was really like a cannonball, almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, and shot out through the blinds of the curtain. At this time, a huge sound broke through the air, shattering the entire row of glass windows.
Muzishan's short spear flew more than 300 meters at an astonishing speed. Before reaching the roof of another building, only a loudspeaker sound was heard. The short spear split into two, piercing the sniper and the observer beside him. head.
They will never understand until their death how anyone in the world can use a javelin sharper than an anti-material sniper rifle.
Muzishan turned around and walked out of the room. The previously empty corridor was now surrounded by people with guns, knives, and men in black holding various cold weapons. These people were obviously the same people he met in Xiang's house before. The puppets are a little different. These people are all conscious living people. Each of them has red eyes at this time, like wild wolves that want to choose people to devour.
Muzishan knows that everyone here is a powerful master. These people are in a very wrong state. They may have taken some special medicine. The apocalyptic warrior who had taken medicine and wore special clothes felt his scalp numb at the thought of this.
The corners of Muzishan's mouth curled up slightly. At this moment, he actually had other options. It would be better to break out of the window or even retreat into the room than to be attacked from both sides. But Muzishan grabbed it out of thin air at this time and took out an iron gun. This iron gun was very similar to Ni Lin's iron gun, except that his gun had two heads.
The gun came out like a dragon, and with a dragon roar, Muzishan thrust out the iron gun in his hand.
In the corridor that was only big enough for two people to walk side by side, the gun in Mu Zishan's hand was like the judge's pen in the hand of the King of Hell. As long as the body was hit by it, it would explode like a ball of fireworks. Muzishan may not be as good as Ni Lin in terms of pure spear skills, but in terms of pure power, Muzishan is already ahead of the others.
The gates of hell are now wide open, recruiting evildoers.
