Chapter 2094 A good grandfather

"Swoosh!"

The middle-aged man did not respond to Zhao Dingtian's words, nor was he even surprised that Zhao Dingtian was not surprised. When Nan Changshou and the others were subconsciously shocked, their right hands were already pulling out the gun. Seeing this, Da Jinyi looked cold and kicked her right foot on the ground, and a stone hit her with a bang and pulled out the gun.

The middle-aged man's gun fell out under huge momentum, but he was not at all panic or fearful. He kicked forward with his left foot, and was in the back of Nan Changshou, who was turning back. The latter groaned and threw at the Zhao guard who pulled the gun, and he took this opportunity to shoot at Zhao Dingtian and the others.

"kill--"

When the big golden suit was out, the middle-aged man was roaring like a beast in his throat, his body was leaping like a ghostly leaping, pinching the blade, his hands and feet kept leaping continuously, and his body seemed to draw countless black tracks, and he was rushing towards him from the left front of the big golden suit.

Da Jinyi snorted coldly without comment, and his fingers stuck out to clamp the opponent's blade, and suddenly folded it. The blade broke into two pieces. Then he kicked the opponent's abdomen. The middle-aged man groaned and fell out. When the latter fell out like a kite with a broken string, Da Jinyi also popped out his hand and broke the knife.

The middle-aged man who stabilized his body instinctively twisted his body and barely avoided this strange and cunning blade. He licked his lips and showed disdain, mocking the pediatric technique to hurt himself? At this moment, the blade was still unsatisfied, and the white line instantly swirled, cutting an arc in the rain.

White line swivels, sharp blade

The blade spiraled elegantly from behind the middle-aged man, and gently touched it, and it was as charming as the ephemeral ephemeral at midnight, blooming in an instant, withering without traces. The blade light converged and disappeared on the shoulders of the middle-aged man, and then shot out from his former body, who let out a pig-killing scream, and then fell down with a bang.

At this moment, a Southern bodyguard walked out of the chaos and rushed towards the middle-aged man with a gun. Da Jinyi's eyes turned cold, and her right hand suddenly waved, and a dagger shot out from her sleeve. The Southern bodyguard, who seemed to have arrested the middle-aged man, looked cold, and she subconsciously let go of the gun she was holding.

His eyes were full of hideousness and anger. If it weren't for the flashing fast, the knife just now almost cut off his hand. The next second, the young bodyguard with cruel eyes stepped on the middle-aged man and used his strength to shoot at Zhao Dingtian. The speed was so fast that the rain was connected together.

"Swoosh!"

When his left hand radiated a cold light to the Big Golden Clothes, his right wrist also shook the light that turned into a knife light. Facing the hidden weapon scattered by the young bodyguard, the Big Golden Clothes took a step back without any carelessness, and avoided dozens of silver needles just right, and kept holding the umbrella in his left hand without deviating.

A silver knife followed a bright arc from the front and stabbed Zhao Dingtian's face. The sharp sword aura and the illusory sword shadow completely enveloped him. Zhao Dingtian did not avoid the sharp sword light, nor did he let the big golden robe take action. His eyes were calm but calm.

Eighteen years of precipitation in the desert, eighteen years of waiting have taught him to endure, and eighteen years of patience have taught him how to wait. Although he has seen the poisonous snake, he has not seen the seven inches of the snake yet, so he has to wait. If he takes action, he will definitely hit it with one blow.

You must never allow poisonous snakes to retaliate.

Zhao Dingtian's mind was focused on the simple movements of the middle-aged man. The light that was staring at the eyes was running out of breath. When the latter was exhausted, he gently flicked his right hand. The upper tag instantly shot out from his fingers, breaking through the rain, breaking through the knife light, and directly holed into the young bodyguard's throat.

The knife stops, and the person dies.

The young bodyguard was like a collapsed stone statue, falling down on the cold grass with a bang, splashing a large area of ​​water droplets, and the falling figure was so tragic. His eyes were staring at Zhao Dingtian without closing. Maybe he was a little sad but he was never afraid. Maybe death was not terrible to him.

When he fell down with a bang, the seriously injured middle-aged man bit his collar and fell into the rain without giving Da Jinyi and the others the chance to stop him. When the wound was bleeding freely, his facial features became distorted, his eyes became uncontrollably protruded, and then he died of bleeding from seven holes.

A member of the Zhao family took a step forward and then shook his head to report: "Die!" When Da Jinyi looked regretful and did not leave a living mouth, Zhao Dingtian was looking at the other party's death-like squinted slightly. He felt that he had seen such a way of death. The old man's fingers were deliberately or unintentionally tapping on the wheelchair.

He suddenly remembered and suddenly remembered the death of the people who attacked Gong Yue.

"Swoosh!"

Two members of the Zhao family stepped forward and fired two shots at their bodies, quickly searching for them, completely dismantling their dangers. The rest of them stood in front of Zhao Dingtian, raised their pistols toward Nan Changshou and Nan family bodyguards, and opened the insurance and put on their posture to prepare for killing.

The Nan family bodyguard also subconsciously pulled out the gun to confront him. Although they did not know who the middle-aged man was sacred or whether he was Nan Changshou's arrangement, when they saw members of the Zhao family draw their guns, they naturally wanted to protect their master's safety. Therefore, a murderous aura rose from the cold rain.

"Let go! Let go!"

Nan Changshou had already reacted from the shock, and shouted loudly with a stern sound. He waved his hand and slapped the Nanyi bodyguards' hands, asking them to put all the guns down, and then pointed to the corpse on the ground and shouted: "Old Zhao, the conscience of heaven and earth, I don't know this killer at all."

Nan Changshou jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clearly. He pulled the collar and defended like a wild beast: "I didn't instigate him to kill you!" Then his face turned into a sad look and said: "Of course, I know you don't believe it, and I must think I'm anxious to jump over the wall, and I don't believe it."

"But I'm really innocent!"

The first elder's expression was unprecedentedly painful. He never thought that he would be unlucky today. He was all over the place and blamed him on his head. I don't know if it was because of the false accusation of others that was too right, which led to all kinds of revenge today, or whether it was destined to be unfavorable for Tai Sui this year.

Zhao Dingtian glanced at Nan Changshou, then looked at the corpse without vitality in the rain, waved his hand and asked the big golden robe to pull the bamboo stick back from the killer's throat, and then placed it in the rain slowly and clearly: "Innocent? You came to me today. Do you want to say that Zhao Heng's crash has nothing to do with you?"

Nan Changshou was slightly stunned, and after a long time, he sighed: "No, I was instigated by Zhao Heng's crash. It was me who used my family and money to threaten the buzz cut, and asked him to die with Zhao Heng with his will. This is my sin. I am willing to bear it. I am here today to talk about this."

He took a step forward and showed a sincere expression: "I know that losing Zhao Heng will make you feel uncomfortable. After all, white-haired people send black-haired people is the biggest pain in the world, so I am willing to pay any price to make you feel better. Lao Zhao, it doesn't matter if you humiliate me and investigate me or even kill me."

"It's just that I hope that one person can do things and one person can do it!"

Then, Nan Changshou pointed to the corpse on the ground: "As for this, I don't hide it much. In fact, these two people are also the killers I arranged. The purpose is to kill you through this meeting. As long as you die, the Zhao family will completely turn into a loose sand without a head."

Nan Changshou looked at the two bodyguards and hesitated for a moment: "It's a pity that they all died. This is my last bet. If I win the bet, I will naturally have a chance to turn around, but now I lose the bet, so it doesn't matter to admit it. Lao Zhao, I'm just a bastard, everything is my fault."

A trace of surprise flashed across the face of Da Jinyi. It seemed that she didn't expect Nan Changshou to admit that such crimes of attacking and killing officials of China would have to be refused even if the evidence was conclusive. After all, it would make Nan Changshou doom and now she confessed her guilt in front of Zhao Dingtian. This is the rhythm of seeking death.

But he felt a little strange again. Nan Changshou had just looked like he was wronged in June snow. Now he has changed his grievance and admitted the matter. The change is difficult to react. However, Da Jinyi didn't say anything. He believed that the old man could see the clues just like him.

Zhao Dingtian looked at Nan Changshou through the rain, and kept a calm voice: "One person does things and one person does it? Do you want to use your life and death to eliminate disasters for the entire Southern System? Be willing to give up the hero and cut off your arm to protect the Southern System? Being high above becomes a dog that is stranded, are you sure you can do it?"

Zhao Dingtian's eyes were peaceful: "You have always been famous and can you lose your integrity in the evening?"

"Famousness and fortune are like clouds, and they are all things outside of your body."

Nan Changshou spread his hands and smiled: "I am a sinner and have done a lot of wrong things. It is reasonable to admit guilt and be punished now. Lao Zhao, although we have fought for most of our lives, I know you are a person who understands the truth. What if Zhao Heng's death is the only one who will take responsibility for me?"

"Old Zhao, please help me!"

Without any sign, Nan Changshou suddenly knelt down on his knees and knelt heavily in front of Zhao Dingtian. The rain instantly wet his knees. He waved his hand to stop the support of the elite Nanshi, and did not let the big golden robe come up to help him up: "Old Zhao, I will bear all the sins and hatred."

Zhao Dingtian looked at Nan Changshou kneeling in the rain, and his expression still did not have much turbulence. On the contrary, he waved his hand and asked Da Jinyi to send him into the car, and then he said calmly: "I hate you for Zhao Heng's death, but I will not attack you, and I will not kill you."

"Everything is not a sin, let the Ministry of Internal Affairs decide."

Zhao Dingtian looked at Nan Changshou and spoke lightly through the blurred car window:

"But I want to say one thing, Nan Chanting Buddha's name has a good grandfather!"

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