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Chapter 122 Emperor Qin’s Sword Appears

 Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but tremble in his heart. After all, such a ruthless person could kill so decisively. No wonder he found two humanoid figures last night. They turned out to be like this.

"Old Qian, brother, I gave you a way to live. Now let me hand it over so that we can still talk properly. Otherwise, you will know soon. Sometimes death is easy, but sometimes it is difficult, really."

"Uh-huh!"

Obviously, the old man didn't intend to tell him, which made the other party very dissatisfied. Then, bursts of painful sounds came from the whole room.

Zhang Tianhao stayed outside the window and listened quietly, even wanting to know something, but in the end he didn't know anything, and he didn't hear anything. Apart from the two people asking in low voices, there was the sound of Lao Qian's struggle.

"Sir, he's dead!"

"He's dead. He's such a waste. He won't talk about it until he dies. He'll just throw it out and feed it to wild dogs."

"Okay! Who should we go to next?"

"Except for those who have newly boarded the bus, those who have got off, or those who have been removed from the train, there are still nine people. Including those from the Party Affairs Office, there are only 14 people left." Hans said calmly, with a strong tone.

He is obviously hostile to the remaining people.

"By the way, among you policemen, there may be someone named Lao Qian. He must have given the things to someone. Think about it, who does he have the best relationship with?"

"Lao Qian has never been very talkative, and he doesn't have good relationships with others. I really don't know who he has the best relationship with." Another voice hesitated for a moment before saying slowly.

"He's not on good terms with everyone?"

"Yes, sir, he is a bit withdrawn. He lies in bed alone and reads paintings. I really don't know what's so good about his paintings."

"You're stupid. Don't you know there's something wrong with his painting? It's a pity that the thing behind the painting is missing. It must be Qin Huangjian. Damn that guy, he's so angry!" Milson cursed directly with dissatisfaction, and then

Saw the window being opened.

A body was thrown directly out of the carriage without even a trace of hesitation.

"So cruel!"

Zhang Tianhao was still quite angry towards these people. If given the chance, he would never let these guys have an easy time. He thought silently in his heart.

"By the way, I always feel that Mr. Luo's two women are suspicious. Do you want to arrest them and question them?"

"Forget it tonight. If we don't catch him, we'll catch him tomorrow night and ask him. This is our last chance."

"By the way, sir, is it possible that Mr. Luo is the one who took away the sword?" Another voice immediately sounded in the room, and at the same time, the lights in the room began to turn off.

The sound of the door closing also sounded, and the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared.

"Good guy, you are so cruel. Although you are ruthless, I can't be so ruthless. This time I will repay you." Zhang Tianhao sighed with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Zhang Tianhao continued to walk towards the restaurant. Through the car window, he saw two police officers eating midnight snacks in the restaurant, and even Paul was still sitting inside.

And the waiter I saw during the day was also among them.

These two policemen were obviously two policemen on guard duty. They were eating now. No wonder Qian Jun was arrested and no one noticed.

After looking at it, he really didn't know how this Paul had so much energy, sitting here all day long, and he didn't even go to his own compartment.

"Bah bang bang!"

Just as Zhang Tianhao was clinging to the outside of the restaurant, he heard a large number of gunshots coming from the rear of the car, which shocked his expression.

"Sound of gunshots, is someone hijacking the car, or are they trying to rob the gold behind?" His expression changed slightly, and then he stayed close to the outside of the car without moving.

At the same time, I heard two policemen who were still eating in the restaurant immediately put down their chopsticks, picked up their guns and ran towards the back of the car.

The waiter did the same thing. He took out a pistol from under the cabinet and rushed out. Only Paul remained motionless, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Da da da!"

At this moment, the sound of machine guns began to sound from behind, and countless firelights lit up behind, which became obviously more intense, especially on the roof of the car, as if countless people were shooting at the back.

At the same time, gunfire rang out from time to time on both sides of the train lane, and the flashes of rifle fire one after another flashed behind.

"My God, there must be at least more than 300 people here!"

Although he was wearing black clothes and black trousers, he looked at the firing point and made a rough calculation, feeling that his scalp was a little numb.

There are 300 people on this side, and I don’t know how many more people there are including the roof of the car.

Just when he was worried, the door leading to the restaurant on the east side of the restaurant was also knocked open, and a group of big men with their faces covered, holding pistols and some with rifles, broke in directly.

The long gun in his hand was pointed directly at Paul in the restaurant, and several gunshots were heard, hitting where Paul was.

"FUCK YOU!"

I heard Paul yelling, and then I heard the sound of the table being turned over, and Paul's fighting back. For a moment, there was a loud burst of gunfire in the entire restaurant.

Zhang Tianhao, on the other hand, stayed outside the car window, not daring to show his head or even move.

"FUCK, YOU..."

Although Paul cursed, the gun didn't give him a chance. Another burst of gunfire rang out, as well as the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun.

"Rush over and kill him. Hurry up, the brothers in front are still waiting for us!"

"rush!"

Paul was so ruthless at this time. He suffered a completely unjust disaster. He was drinking coffee here and met robbers. He was so ruthless that he killed all of them.

But time didn't allow him to stay here for even half a minute.

Cube was holding a table on his back and retreated towards the back. Moreover, he was originally at the back door, but with a push of his hand, he had already moved behind the back door.

"beat!"

Although Paul had a pistol, facing a dozen people and a dozen guns, he had no choice at all. He quickly retreated to the room where Milson was staying, which was box number four.

Just as he was retreating, he heard the sound of glass being broken by guns, and even heard the sound of a large number of cups and bowls breaking.

This group of people immediately rushed towards the back. At the same time, without knowing it was the bandit, they directly took out the grenade and threw it into Paul's room.

The explosion sounded in the carriage, and even Zhang Tianhao's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

He quietly stretched out his head and looked into the restaurant.

At this time, because this group of people rushed in, it was already a mess. The tables fell over, the stools fell over, and even countless things on the bar were broken.

But now there was no one left.

Zhang Tianhao gently pushed open the window, and when he checked again that no one was there, he jumped in. He jumped directly to where Paul was staying.

Paul's place is a leather sofa, just like other places, except that there are a lot of small holes in it.

That's the hole made by the bullet.

He directly opened the sofa, and then saw a document bag appearing behind the sofa, with something tightly attached to it.

Zhang Tianhao took it off without saying a word and put it away.

At the same time, he began to check the sofa and whether there was anything else inside.

But there was really nothing inside the sofa, so he immediately turned his attention to the wall behind it.

Looking at the wall, he looked carefully again, but there was still nothing.

"No, this is the best place to hide things, how come there isn't one!"

Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but be stunned, and then turned his attention to the bar of the restaurant.

After checking carefully, there was still nothing, which made me even more depressed.

"There……"

Suddenly, his eyes froze, because a metal object was exposed in the middle of a sofa not far from him, but there was nothing in the holes of other sofas.

He walked over quickly, and then immediately tore it apart with all his strength. A long object appeared in front of his eyes, making his eyes widen involuntarily.

When I lifted my right hand, I felt a weight coming from the long object in my hand.

"The sword didn't even think of hiding it here!"

Zhang Tianhao never expected that it would be like this, hidden directly in a chair. If it hadn't been broken here, it would be impossible to see that it would be hidden here.

He glanced at the table number, No. 13.

He couldn't help but think of the three characters on the front of Lao Qian's painting, which seemed to be 2.13. It seemed to be the month and day of the A.D., but he did not expect that this was the secret message left by Lao Qian.

"What a clever symbol. It is inconspicuous and difficult for people to find out what 2.13 means." He couldn't help but admire it secretly.

"Brother, put down what you are holding, and I will allow you to leave."

Just before Zhang Tianhao had time to be happy, he heard a frozen voice coming from his body, like a voice coming from the Nine Nether Abyss.

"I don't know what you mean, brother. I just play in this restaurant. Is that necessary?"

"Haha, brother is also a sensible person, so why bother, don't you think? I have actually discovered your whereabouts, but I didn't expect that you would be discovered by me." The voice came again, and also from behind.

There was a faint sound of footsteps.

"Isn't it just a broken piece of wood? If you want it, brother, just give it to you!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't hesitate much, but directly handed the sword backwards. The speed was originally very slow, but he suddenly accelerated and at the same time his whole body retreated to the left.

At the same time, a gunshot was heard, and the bullet almost hit Zhang Tianhao's scalp, and even a small piece of his hair was hit.

I was so frightened that I almost screamed.

At the same time, the sword that was lifted back also passed directly across. The Qinhuang Sword, which was originally just a layer of cloth, broke out of the cloth, and then directly hit the opponent.

Zhang Tianhao's body dwarfed even more, and the sword in his hand suddenly felt a little resistance, letting him know that he had done a useless exercise and did not hurt the opponent.

Furthermore, the back of his body hit the ground and he kicked his right foot back violently. It directly hit the opponent's gun hand.


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