As Zhang Nian'er said, the people who cheated on him had evil intentions.
Most of the time people feel fear because they don’t know what will happen next. It is human nature to be afraid of unknown things and things.
When everything was laid out in front of them, the Li family and the people from the Thousand Hands Sect, who were somewhat nervous, actually relaxed. Everyone is preparing as planned.
"Uncle Junior, those sneakers are ready to blow up the door."
"Yeah, I saw it."
"These bastards."
Zhang Qilu stretched out his hand to stop Xu Qian, who was about to rush downstairs.
"There's nothing surprising. I just made a phone call and arrived in Shanghai within an hour. The people who came were only the best of the best. It would be strange if there were no problems. I'll go and take a look alone."
Just when several people were about to detonate the plastic bomb on the gate, Zhang Qilu appeared at the gate holding a sword.
Zhang Qilu's ghostly escape really scared the people at the door. The person holding the bomb remote control saw Zhang Qilu appearing in front of him with a cruel look on his face, and was about to press the detonation button.
Zhang Qilu casually waved the three-foot green sword in his hand, but the man's right hand was missing when he was about to detonate it. He didn't even realize that one of his hands had left his body. The expected explosion did not happen. When he lowered his head, he realized that two things were missing, one of his hands and the remote control in his hand.
In this tense environment, the smell of blood immediately irritated the people around him, and the three people standing at the front rushed towards Zhang Qilu with weapons in hand.
The three body movements were like the wind, and one wrong move formed a situation to surround Zhang Qilu. Three military daggers were swung out at the same time, silently attacking several of Zhang Qilu's vital points.
At this moment, Zhang Qilu intuitively felt how powerful these people were. A dozen of people of Lu Qi and Lu Jiu's caliber would not be enough for them to entertain themselves alone.
At this time, Zhang Qilu, who was calm and unfazed, felt a surge of anger. It was disgusting that the pawn sect had sent so many elites to plot against him and was unwilling to deal with those Westerners.
The anger made the sword in Zhang Qilu's hand more fierce. Zhang Qilu used the sword as a knife. With one swing of the sword, the three of them were nailed on the spot.
"That's enough, Master Zhang, please show mercy."
The pawns on horseback came out at this time.
Zhang Qilu smiled coldly at the front soldiers and said
"late."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people in front of Zhang Qilu had turned into six bloody pieces. The three of them were cut off at the waist by Zhang Qilu's sword. literature
Seeing this scene, the expression of the vanguard became very rich. Grief, anger, and regret were intertwined together, making his face become somewhat distorted. But he soon calmed down.
"I have always heard about how powerful Zhang Qilu is over the years, but I have always been disdainful. Now it seems that he is truly worthy of his reputation. Killing a few people is like crushing a few bugs."
"Aren't you here to kill my family?"
"Aren't you curious why we turned against each other?"
"Not interested in."
"Why."
"It's just that this is the upper branch and the lower branch, or other people are paying more than me."
"As expected, Master Zhang is indeed smart. They found us first. The duty of a soldier is to obey orders. There is nothing I can do about it."
"Soldiers, you are worthy. You should also know who the enemy we are facing right now. Without further ado, let me ask you, why haven't those people come here yet?"
"Open the door behind you as a sign. They will activate as soon as the door is opened."
"Okay, are you ready to continue?"
"Of course, how can you people who were born in noble families understand that we ordinary people who have come here step by step, we have no choice."
Zhang Qilu smiled when he heard this. What a noble family, he didn't even have parents since he was born. He only found out which way the front door of his home opened a few days ago. But he was too lazy to talk to the people in front of him.
Who would have thought that when the front-line soldiers saw that Zhang Qilu was silent, they thought
He felt guilty.
"The sword in the young master's hand must be a magical weapon. Killing someone is like chopping melons and vegetables. We dare not even think about such things."
Hearing this, Zhang Qilu put away the sword in his hand and picked up two military daggers from the ground.
"No need to say any more, come on together."
"I can have one-on-one with you."
"No, if you come to my house together, how can I spare them? Don't worry, I will use your weapons and your military fists to send you on your way today."
Zhang Qilu knew that this pawn was not as strong as he seemed at all. How could a person who could drink only a few kilograms of tea leaves a year be a simple person? He said so much just to gain a glimmer of hope from the desperate situation in front of him, and now he has done it, at least he thinks so.
The frontman suddenly stepped aside, revealing a man in black protective clothing a few meters behind him. This man was carrying two gas tanks and holding a black iron pipe towards Zhang Qilu. A pinch of flame.
Zhang Qilu was so angry that he laughed. These people were so cruel that they even used flamethrowers to deal with him.
Zhang Qilu is not a murderer, but he decided to go on a killing spree today. This is for his own people and for those who are still wavering. Of course, the most important thing is that he is very angry now.
A huge buzzing sound in the air was accompanied by a slender fire snake coming towards Zhang Qilu. Zhang Qilu did not avoid it. If he gave way, the flames would engulf the door behind him.
A talisman appeared in Zhang Qilu's hand. The fire snake paused briefly in front of the talisman before turning around and pounced on the people at the Gate.
Zhang Qilu followed the flames and escaped into the crowd. The man holding the flamethrower died first, and a stream of blood spurted out from his neck. The high-carbon steel saber was very sharp, and the man's wounds were very small. He didn't realize his carotid artery had been cut until he collapsed.
Zhang Qilu was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, his hands moving like flying, and a bloody hole would appear wherever the cold blade passed. Seven or eight people fell down in a few breaths.
Soon the counterattack of the soldiers came. They formed a team of three or five and rushed towards Zhang Qilu. It was not that they were not afraid of death. These people saw the situation very clearly. Retreating would lead to death, and advancing would lead to death. Then try to compress the activity space of this murderous god as much as possible and create a chance for future generations to survive.
After several desperate fights with the opponent, the high-carbon military blade in Zhang Qilu's hand actually broke. After throwing the broken blade in his hand, Zhang Qilu assumed a military fist posture. His nimble feet stepped on each other, and his fists sounded like wind. Every punch must have the sound of broken bones.
The wind cleared and the clouds dispersed, and most of the fifty men who were stooges were already corpses on the ground. There was nothing thrilling or tragic about the whole process, just a desperate cry.
The frontman looked at the corpses on the ground with no wave in his eyes. The lives of these people were not as important in his heart as he had shown before. It seems that from the moment he saw Zhang Qilu take action, this strong and deep man decided to use everything available to consume Zhang Qilu, including these people on the ground.
The last five people formed a slight fan shape and unknowingly surrounded Zhang Qilu. They took out their guns and pointed five pistols at Zhang Qilu from five directions.
Zhang Qilu sneered, and the next second he escaped into the shadows. The moment he disappeared, a gunshot rang out, and the gunfire and blood almost exploded together. The gunfire went out one after another, and the shooters fell to the ground one after another.
The gunshots became more and more sporadic, and when there was a sound of empty warehouse hanging up, only two people were still standing. Zhang Qilu and the pawns.
Zhang Qilu looked at this man coldly and said
"You came to my place just to open the door for those people?"
"So what. What do you want?"
As he spoke, the man threw away the pistol that had no bullets. At this time, there was a remote control in his hand.
"If I press the detonation button on this remote control, not only will the door of your house be blown apart, but the ten cars parked near your house will also explode together. I advise you not to act rashly for the time being."
"It's getting late, yes
Just say whatever you want. "
"You are not allowed to move."
"What's wrong, are you scared now?"
"There's nothing you can do about it. Your methods are beyond my knowledge. I originally thought that these fifty people would fight against you and you would suffer some injuries even if they didn't die, but I didn't expect that these losers like them didn't even touch the corners of your clothes."
Seeing the man reveal his true nature, Zhang Qilu became even more disgusted with this man.
"Do not talk nonsense."
"I want to leave."
"good."
Ma Qian didn't expect Zhang Qilu to agree so readily, and asked
"Why do you let me go?"
"Because I don't care about your life or death at all. But before you leave, I need you to do something."
"What's up."
"Go and open the door, and then send a signal to those people. Once they come, you can leave, and your mission is considered completed."
"Aren't you afraid of detonating a bomb after I leave?"
"You can give it a try. You only have one day to pay back the 50 million. Of course, you can also try not to pay it back."
The next moment, Zhang Qilu appeared at the pavilion by the lake. There was no one in the pavilion, but the water had been boiled and a tea set was wiped clean and placed on the stone table.
As soon as Zhang Qilu sat down, he stretched out a hand from the shadow behind him and placed a dozen matchbox-sized sensors on the stone table.
Zhang Qilu didn't even look at it, picked up the things on the table and threw them into the lake with disgust.
Zhang Qilu saw a green flare rising into the sky, and he knew that his real opponent was coming soon tonight. Those people have long hated Zhang Qilu like crazy. This time is different from the past. Those children are definitely not something they can deal with casually. But so what, since it’s here, just bury it here.
At this moment, Xu Qian brought two people to the pavilion.
Zhang Qilu put away the anger on his face, and a spring breeze-like smile bloomed on his face.
"Here you go. Sit down."
"Yes, I've been here for a while. I don't trust you here. Come and have a look with joy."
If the person coming is not Qin Dao, then who is it?
