This jump was not only frightening to the thugs, but also the March Hare below.
"Don't even shoot!" March Hare yelled, "Point the gun down!"
Haiyan was still twisting wildly, trying to shake off the Baizhu on her body, and even flew upwards like crazy to hit her back against the roof, crushing the Baizhu on her back into pieces.
Bai Zhu immediately made a decision and hugged the alien's neck, pinched the alien's belly, and slid down to the alien's abdomen. The inertia of Haiyan's collision with the ceiling almost knocked her down.
Bai Zhu freed up his left hand and pulled out the electric baton from his waist. He blocked the alien's jaw with his shoulder to prevent it from biting him. He hugged the alien's neck with his right hand and thrust the electric baton into the alien's eyes, straight into the brain!
"呲呲——"
Bai Zhu pushed the voltage to the highest frequency in one fell swoop.
The alien was stabbed by high-voltage electricity so that its whole body convulsed, its wings suddenly stiffened and fell like lead, and it swooped down. Baizhu jumped about two meters away from the ground, restrained his arms to avoid fractures, and rolled sideways to the ground.
"shot!"
The March Hare gave an order, and the sound of gunshots from all directions was like the sound of bamboo exploding into the hall.
The bullets fired rapidly in the void formed a thin line like a shadow, and with a burst of plasma, Haiyan was shot through the eye socket and her brains spurted out, and she fell to the ground!
The two thugs cautiously ran forward and shot again to ensure death: "Solved."
The March Hare breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Baizhu, who stood up and knocked the dirt off his clothes casually. A hint of chill and suspicion suddenly appeared in his heart.
She knew how crazy this man was when playing roulette, but most gamblers were driven crazy by desire. The March Hare had seen a lot of ridiculous things, and at most she thought it was bad for this man to risk business by ruining the place. Got the brain.
Even a little subtle disdain in my heart.
After all, this person's style of negotiating business seemed to her to be stupidly condescending, and even a little naive about their moral standards. Of course, blueprints are valuable, but if you imprison people and use torture or even drugs, it's not impossible to squeeze out all the value.
but now……
Such a kid can actually jump on the alien without hesitation, killing the enemy with ruthless force. It's even possible that she herself attracted the aliens for the design and production of the "Stinger".
No matter what, use any means necessary.
There is even a towering tree behind it, which can cooperate with her in the most important alien security.
March Rabbit now has no doubt that if she chooses to play dirty tricks with Bai Shu at the beginning, then Bai Shu can also play hard with her and make her near death.
[The empire is surrounded by crises. Weapons are not only for buying and selling, but also for our own use. Our enemies are not only the officialdom and opponents, but even more deadly are aliens. Be able to independently produce weapons against aliens instead of passively purchasing them... In March, be smart and don't let your chips slip away from your gambling pool. 】
The teaching just now echoed in my ears, with a gentle sigh.
The March Hare looked at the corpse of the alien, took a deep breath, and realized how stupid he had been.
She was eager to see progress and profits, and even wanted to take credit. She forgot their original intention of doing arms business, and was more limited to a few chips in front of the table, failing to see the rarer and more expensive ones in the gambling pool. of wealth.
Regardless of whether or not this person was the alien, the production of the "Stinger" was a foregone conclusion.
"Are you okay?"
After adjusting his mood, March Hare hurriedly ran to Baizhu's side.
"It's okay. Call the third base's reporting line and ask them to deal with the aliens."
Bai Zhu looked at the alien blood on his body and frowned slightly.
March Hare immediately understood: "I will handle it here. I will ask the receptionist to take you to clean it first. The medicine to eliminate the contamination will be sent later."
"Okay." Bai Zhu nodded, "But you first have people prepare cleaning items to prevent contamination in the casino."
"Okay." March Hare turned to deal with it.
Seeing her busy, Bai Zhu twisted his arms back and forth and moved his sore shoulders after the fall. She looked at the battered body of the alien and laughed softly: "Thank you for your help."
A worthy death.
"Your mobile phone." The thug picked up the mobile phone that Bai Zhu had thrown downstairs, leaned forward and held it in his hands. "The screen is cracked. Do you need us to prepare a new mobile phone for you? Or send it to be repaired."
"No need." Baizhu took it back and put it back in his pocket without even looking at it.
"I'll take you to the box." The thug straightened up and raised his hand to guide the way, "This way, please."
Bai Shu nodded slightly and followed him to the box.
"All the decontamination medicines have been placed on the table in the house." The thug opened the door for Baizhu and bowed. "Please call us anytime if you need it."
"I know," Bai Zhu raised his hand slightly and said in a calm tone, "Go help Yue Yue."
As soon as the door closed, the thugs left.
Bai Zhu took out his cell phone to check if there was any monitoring and tracking device. When he pressed the switch, he found that it was still on, but the screen was a little flickering.
It's so strong. It didn't break into pieces even after falling, and it can still be used!
"What brand is it? I will buy it again next time."
Bai Shu sighed inwardly and searched the system. There was no hidden virus or software, and there was no trace of exported data or virus unlocking.
This phone can be thrown away, but there is some information about Fatty Liu. Although Baizhu has cleaned it once before, there are inevitably some traces that cannot be noticed. Even if it is thrown away, it cannot be thrown around here. It is safest to take it back and destroy it.
"This phone has been through many misfortunes for me. First I broke the phone card, then dropped it and disfigured it. The hardware is probably a bit broken... Forget it, buy a new phone so that even if I lose it, I will be sure that it will not be exposed."
Having made up his mind, Baizhu quickly used cleaning fluid to remove the pollution on his body. After a while, the receptionist brought him a new set of well-fitting clothes. The style was very similar to the one Baizhu had before, and you couldn't tell the difference even if you didn't look closely.
Baizhu changed his clothes and burned the old clothes stained with alien blood.
After everything was done, the noise outside the house also stopped.
When Bai Zhu went out again, the alien had been taken away, and the traces at the scene had been cleaned up.
"The efficiency of cleaning up is quite high." Baizhu said casually.
If it hadn't been for the luxurious headlights in the old box that hadn't been reinstalled and the leaky wall hadn't been repaired, I would have thought that nothing happened just now.
"It's all a familiar job," March Hare replied with a smile, "I've practiced it."
This sentence can be translated into:
There are too many dirty things like murder and arson in casinos, and there is a lot of practice in dealing with traces.
There was nothing unusual about Bai Shu, and he even nodded in understanding: "Oh, practice makes perfect."
God damn practice makes perfect.
The March Hare kept smiling and guided politely: "Please come this way. Let's move to a new private room to discuss business."
She opened the door of the new box. The interior decoration was exactly the same as the previous one.
Except the chandelier is not that luxurious.
"Can you tell me now, how should I call you?" March Hare pulled up a chair next to the long table and sat down, straight to the point, "What's your last name?"
Bai Shu sat down, pondered for a moment, then knocked on the table and laughed:
"Excuse me, my surname is Mu."
"Wood?"
This was obviously fake. March Hare smiled and said it calmly:
"Boss Mu, we bought the [Stinger] design you mentioned and will put it into production as soon as possible. But since it is a cooperation, I want to know... what percentage of the profit do you want to take from this production line?"
