Chapter 1769 Opportunity for Atonement

Four dishes and one soup, and one bottle of antidote.

Hua Yingxiong looked at the food and antidote delivered by Shadow Sword and smiled slightly, and then he had long thought that it would be the unsurprising result. Shadow Sword felt a little uncomfortable with his strategizing attitude, but he admired his actions of pouring the antidote into his mouth without any hesitation.

The Shadow Sword burst out coldly: "Aren't you afraid of more intense poison?"

Hua Yingxiong smiled without comment after hearing this, then picked up a glass of clean water and drank it: "Nan Changshou can take my life at any time, and I will be killed without his protection. Why should he kill me with poison in one go? And I have always believed that he is a smart person."

When Shadow Sword glanced at him coldly, Hua Yingxiong put the cup beside him, stretched out his still not flexible left hand, and held the bowl of white rice tremblingly: "I just saw Nan Yong Buddha back, and I also saw Yinyi Constable and members of the Southern Division. He came back to attack Nan Changshou, right?"

Shadow Sword had no emotional ups and downs on his face, and then he squeezed out a faint sarcasm: "Young Master Nan just came back home for dinner as usual and visited Mr. Nan who was infected with the cold. That's all, there was no trouble. Don't be self-righteous. How could you be trapped here if you are so god?"

"Stop lying!"

Hua Yingxiong picked up a piece of lean meat and his voice came out calmly: "Nan chants the Buddha's name in Xibuluo at this time, and he should investigate the assassination case of Xibuluo in Xibuluo. Even if the case is over, he will help deal with the funeral. Unless he has reviewed the Xipa Polytechnic to obtain a breakthrough related to me, then where will he have time to come back to the capital?"

He sliced ​​the lean meat into two bites of rice, chewed it for two or three times, and then spoke: "He must have asked Nan Changshou for me to be a serious crime. This will not only solve the case of Xibuluo, but also ease the relationship between Nan Changshou and Zhao Heng, but Nan Changshou did not agree."

His chin slightly lifted the empty medicine bottle: "The antidote is the proof!"

Hearing that Hua Yingxiong had no difficulty in thinking about everything, Shadow Sword's expression became even colder, and then he shouted coldly: "Don't show off there, hurry up and eat your meal. After finishing the meal, accompany me to see Mr. Nan. Mr. Nan said, I hope you can bring him some peace of mind."

"Of course I can give him peace of mind!"

Hua Yingxiong picked up another piece of fish and put it into his mouth without looking at it: "Tell Nan Changshou that Nan's chanting Buddha's name is all my calculations. In fact, I know in my heart that Zhao Heng and the others have arranged personnel to protect the Xitai Insurance in prison. The open and loose and the secret are tight, just to lure me into killing people to silence me."

When Shadow Sword's face changed slightly, Hua Yingxiong snorted coldly: "But I still let someone pretend to be a prison guard to kill the Sita Police. There are still three prison guards who are not very skilled and destined to fail in assassination. The purpose is to stimulate the Sita Police with murder and silence him, making him angry and give me what I did."

He ate the braised fish, meat and bones: "Once he obtains his confession, Nan chants Buddha's name will inevitably come back to ask Nan Changshou for someone, which will make Nan Changshou entangled and helpless, and finally give me the antidote for the sake of the overall situation. In other words, I gave him the pressure to Nan Changshou indirectly!"

Shadow Sword's breathing subconsciously stopped, and his fear of the hero Hua went deeper. Then he heard the latter speak coldly: "It's been two days, Nan Changshou has been hesitating. If he doesn't kill me or let me go, it will be no good for both sides to drag on it like this, so I will make the decision for him directly."

Shadow Sword sighed: "Why are you still not dead?"

If possible, if possible, Shadow Sword would like to stab the guy in front of him to death ten times and eight times. Although Hua Yingxiong was already gray-haired and wrinkled, it always gave people an indescribable tenacity and tenacity. Most importantly, Hua Yingxiong had a fearful viciousness.

Nan Changshou protects such a guy, which is like a farmer and a snake, but Shadow Sword also knows that he cannot kill this poisonous snake, and it is difficult to kill Hua Yingxiong even at his peak. Moreover, Nan Changshou will not let him take action. His master now needs this terrifying ally.

So he could only curse: "I hope you will die in the future."

Hua Yingxiong laughed loudly, and then poured a few tablespoons of gravy into the bowl and responded: "I am already sixty-three, my precious years have passed, and I will die sooner or later without a burial place. But I can't die yet, because I have not achieved great achievements, so I will live a few more days."

He stopped the spoon in his hand: "When I complete what I should accomplish, I will die like a dog." Then he felt lonely again: "I am destined to die without a burial place, no tombstones, no coffins, or even no shrouds, but I will make up my mind to do so without hesitation."

Shadow Sword originally wanted to ridicule him and sneer at his so-called great cause, but for some reason, looking at Hua Yingxiong's sudden silence, Shadow Sword could actually feel his loneliness and loneliness from the bottom of his heart, and a sad mood spread to his heart inexplicably.

Then he quietly watched Hua Yingxiong eat all the meals.

There is a chill everywhere in the night in the capital. Compared with the crowded urban area, the places outside the Fifth Ring Road are much empty than the urban area with brilliant lights, especially the urban-rural junction. At first glance, it looks like a holy place that has not been ruined by the urbanization process.

The hour hand pointed at 10 o'clock in the evening. In a place where people were rarely visited, Nan Chanting Buddha was leaning against his car, holding a cigarette with his fingers as if waiting for something. When there were seven or eight cigarette butts on the ground, an inconspicuous Audi quietly drove in the distance, almost integrated with the night.

It is difficult for anyone to discover its existence without driving the headlights.

At night, in the wilderness where there are not many people, the cold wind is hard to stay. However, Nan Chanting Buddha's name, who is leaning against the car door, did not realize it. When he saw two light columns shot from afar, he showed a playful smile and threw the cigarette into the ditch on the side of the road with a flash of his finger.

Black Audi drove slowly, stopped, and a person jumped out of the passenger seat, respectfully shouted "Shao Nan" and handed a heavy suitcase to Nan Chanjuan. Nan Chanjuan took it with one hand and nodded. The person who came back to Black Audi, turned around and drove away quickly, and the wilderness returned to tranquility again.

Nan Chanting Buddha placed the suitcase on the front cover of the car, opened it and glanced at it. There were two hard-lined pistols, two mufflers, six magazines, two packs of fifty rounds and one pack of bullets, one hundred bullets, and micro-probe night vision glasses. All of them were precision equipment from the outside army.

After Nan Chanting Buddha closed the box and got into the car, the Bodhisattva stepped on the accelerator and drove away quietly. After hundreds of meters, he whispered: "Mr. Nan, why bother to find someone to get two guns from abroad? You have to say whatever you want with a gun, I can get a few from the black market for you at any time."

"Besides, aren't there many bodyguards wearing guns?"

Nan Chanting Buddha leaned on the chair and breathed a long breath, looked forward and replied indifferently: "It is naturally not difficult to find guns. Even sniper rifles can be created, but it is afraid that it will be difficult to find guns that can escape after shooting the former Prime Minister. These two are the A-Second Army equipment brought from South Korea."

The Bodhisattva's body shook and shouted: "You want to kill the hero Hua?" A shock burst out in his eyes: "He is the former Prime Minister, killing him will cause countless troubles, and didn't Young Master Heng say that he is a top master? He, Bai Gou Sheng and Han Jian join forces, cannot win for a while."

"Can this gun kill him?"

"One week, it's just a stopgap solution for my grandfather."

Nan Nian Buddha's eyes flashed with helplessness, and his voice came out in a low voice: "I can see that he doesn't want to solve the problem of Hua Yingxiong, or that he has his own considerations and cannot throw away Hua Yingxiong. In order not to make things difficult for him and to destroy many Nan Clans, I have no choice but to take action in secret."

In fact, Nan chanting Buddha's name does not feel that his grandfather is confused. He even knows that his grandfather's actions may be for the interests of the Southern Clan, but he does not have much confidence in the heroes of China. If an old fox who has endured for decades is not killed, the Southern Clan will definitely be dragged into the abyss by him.

He obviously saw it very far, rubbing his fingers against the box and said: "Although Hua Yingxiong is hard to kill, he is still a person after all, right? If he is a person, he will bleed and die. As long as one of these hundred bullets explodes his head, Hua Yingxiong, the old fox, can no longer jump around."

The Bodhisattva was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "Kill him, I'll do it!"

A smile appeared on Nan Nian Buddha's face, and he reached out to pat the Bodhisattva's shoulder and spoke: "You don't need to take action. It's time to give Han Liuzhi a chance to redeem his sins. Eat mine, use mine, and take so much money for me, but the State Guesthouse left me and ran away at a critical moment."

"So, killing the Chinese hero is his only chance to atone for his sins."
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