"Well, since the other two bosses have entrusted me with all the useful people under their control, I will make some arrangements."
After Bai Mao woke up, he seemed to be a different person. He was no longer crazy and looked very elegant and easy-going. There was always a smile on his lips.
Che Baoshan, who was sent by Zeng Wei, curled his lips. He was not very convinced of this white hair.
All along, he thought Bai Mao was just a schizophrenic drug addict.
Even though those things don't do much harm to people in martial arts, they can weaken their will.
What future can such a person have?
Therefore, Che Baoshan sneered.
Bai Mao was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Che Baoshan and said: "Brother Che, do you have any different opinions?"
"There are six third-level martial artists here, and I have the explosive power of a fifth-level martial artist. It won't take much effort to kill Qin Yu."
Che Baoshan sneered and said: "So, you don't have to make arrangements. Whether you have a chance to take action or not is a matter of course."
"Okay, then we won't make any arrangements."
Bai Mao smiled and nodded, then returned to the sofa and sat down, like a completely temperless person.
At this time, his younger brother had already fetched a long black box.
Bai Mao took the box, placed it on his legs, put his hands on it, and closed his eyes to rest.
When Che Baoshan saw that the box was made of rosewood, he thought it contained good things, so he winked at his younger brother.
The younger brother also had good eyesight and immediately walked to the sofa on the other side and said: "Brother Bai Mao, my elder brother wants to see your box and borrow it."
"impossible."
Bai Mao smiled at the younger brother and said: "My Zhuanfeng Thorn will show blood when you unbox it. If you want to see it, you can, but it requires a sacrifice of life, but I don't want to kill anyone."
"Brother Bai Mao, have you read too many martial arts novels?"
The younger brother sneered and said: "Hurry up, my elder brother Che Baoshan has a bad temper, don't make him impatient."
"Okay, since you want to see it, I'll show it to you."
Bai Mao opened the box and then closed it again. It seemed like nothing happened.
But the little brother covered his neck, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.
The younger brother turned his head with difficulty, looked at Che Baoshan behind him, widened his eyes and said: "Brother, save me..."
Plop.
The next moment, the younger brother knelt down and lay on the ground again, and blood began to flow freely.
Che Baoshan, who was sitting on a gasoline barrel, jumped down, his mouth twitching again and again, his eyes fierce, but he just said: "Brother Bai Mao, if you have any plans, just make them!"
I have to give in!
At that moment, others could not see the clues, but Che Baoshan, who was a third-level martial artist, saw everything clearly.
Bai Mao deliberately slowed down when opening and closing the box.
However, between opening and closing the box, he took out a black metal thorn from the box at an extremely fast speed and stabbed the boy in the throat.
Che Baoshan saw it, but he only saw the process of taking action, which was an afterimage.
This speed is too fast!
Che Baoshan believed that if it were him, even if he could escape just now, if Baimao chased him, he would definitely be chased to death.
Is this person really only at the third level of martial arts?
Even if you are really only at the third level of martial arts, this kind of speed must have been specially honed.
Bai Mao smiled and said: "There's really no arrangement. I'm just good at assassination, so I hope you can help me pester Qin Yu and give me a chance to kill him with one blow."
"No problem." Che Baoshan said, because he also wanted Qin Yu to die, after all, he was defeated so miserably yesterday.
On the other side, sitting against the wall was a man wearing jeans, a white shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, and a slicked back hair. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, knocking wooden fish.
"You can also kill someone," the man said.
This man's name is Tu Zhan. It is said that he was a disciple of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism when he was young. When he became an adult, he left Tantric Buddhism and joined Zen Buddhism.
Buddhist monks are divided into warrior monks and Zen masters.
This warrior monk naturally practices Buddhist martial arts, just like the Vajra Buddha Magic Appearance that Qin Yu used.
This Zen master is following the path of cultivating the Dharma, but very few take advantage of it.
But this Tu Zhan is a Zen and martial artist.
As for his true strength, he claims to be of the third grade, but no one knows whether it is true or not, because he has not taken any action since he became a worshiper of the Flower Buddha, but he often lectures to the Flower Buddha.
However, there are also legends of massacres in the world. Someone once said that when he was preaching in a Japanese temple, he was provoked by Shintoists. In a rage, he killed more than a thousand enemies in one night.
Since then, Tu Zhan has taken off his cassock, grown his hair and returned to secular life.
Whether it is true or not, no one knows, only that he is a ruthless person.
Bai Mao said nothing more, closed his eyes, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
In addition to the three of them, there are dozens of first- and second-level masters of martial arts, as well as dozens of Qi practitioners who practice law.
Moreover, there are more than 200 gunmen lurking in Warehouse No. 3.
In short, this time it's a dragnet, just waiting for Qin Yu to show up.
Before I knew it, more than two hours had passed.
A Lamborghini was parked at the entrance of No. 3 Library Courtyard.
Qin Yu walked into the courtyard with empty hands, his expression relaxed and without the slightest hint of nervousness.
After Bai Mao opened his eyes, he glanced at Qin Yu and immediately looked away. Because after just a moment of looking at each other, he felt that this man's gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.
On the other side, Chen Baoshan, who was sitting on the gasoline barrel, also jumped down and wanted to glare at Qin Yu fiercely, but after meeting Qin Yu's eyes, he dodged his own eyes.
The scene of being easily defeated by Qin Yu yesterday came to mind again, and he was frightened.
Tu Zhan, on the other hand, was still banging on the wooden fish, as if he didn't see Qin Yu coming.
But those who are in the first and second grades are eager to give it a try.
The idea of these people is very simple. With so many of them killing one person, why can’t they still be killed?
Qin Yu looked at these people and asked, "Where is Su Ye?"
"Dead!" A long-haired man holding a long sword shouted and stepped forward with a look of disdain on his face.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me ask one last time, where is Su Ye?"
"I will give you the final answer, die!" The long-haired man pointed at Qin Yu with the long sword in his hand.
Qin Yu nodded and said: "Since you are so anxious to reincarnate, then I will help you."
As soon as these words came out, both Che Baoshan and Bai Fa moved, and their figures flashed and came to the long-haired man.
They didn't want to protect this long-haired man, but they wanted to take advantage of Qin Yu to find a weakness and then kill him.
At this time, the sound of the wooden fish also stopped. Tu Zhan stood up and took out a demon-subduing pestle from behind. It was golden but had red spots, like old blood stains.