Zhihao's intuition was that it was impossible for Du Fangming to leave here. He was still in this villa, but he didn't know where he was hiding. The most direct location was that he was in the basement, and the basement was most likely.
Xiao Lou pondered for a moment and said, "Zhihao, I feel his presence."
Zhihao was surprised. Du Fangming did not know martial arts. This was almost an open secret. Can Xiao Lou sense Du Fangming with his spiritual consciousness? Zhihao asked quickly, "Where is he?"
Xiao Lou whispered, "He's downstairs, or in the basement, not far."
Zhihao nodded, and with a flick of his fingers, Xiao Lou knocked the woman down on the bed. Without making any sound, Zhihao pulled the thin quilt and covered her up.
The four of them flew downstairs. The entrance to the basement was in the storage room behind the kitchen. Everyone knew this and it was clearly drawn on the sketch.
The Flying Knife King turned on his miniature flashlight, and with the faint light, he could see this place carefully. Someone had indeed been here, just now. There were vague footprints on the ground, obviously bare feet, and even five could be seen.
The shape of the toes.
A thick iron plate, the entrance to the basement, the secret lock on the side has been moved, and now it is locked firmly. If you want to get in, you must open the secret lock. How can this be difficult for Xiao Lou, who was born as a killer, in just a moment?
, the secret lock is opened.
Director Wanshi looked at the three people, and Zhihao and others hurriedly avoided it. When the iron plate was lifted, the four people lay down on the ground, effectively avoiding the shooting angle. If someone inside fired, they would not be injured at all.
The expected gunshots rang out, continuous and dense, not loud. Although the night could swallow up the dull gunshots, it could not stop them from continuing to fire. The bullets hit the wall, making a splashing sound and flying dust.
Wan Shidong glanced at Zhihao, who understood that he was waiting for Du Fangming to run out of bullets or change the magazine when he suddenly entered. Du Fangming had no time to shoot and was already subdued by four people.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the gunshots stopped and Zhihao was about to turn over and jump up. Xiao Lou grabbed him and looked at Zhihao with serious eyes. Zhihao hurriedly lowered his body, and there were a few more gunshots. Zhihao was shocked.
Breaking out in a cold sweat. If he had only been injured, Zhihao wouldn't have been so panicked. The key issue is that Zhihao really felt sorry for several older brothers being injured.
This time, the interval between the gunshots stopping was longer than last time. Xiao Lou suddenly stood up, and Zhihao and others followed immediately. The four of them jumped down from the entrance with almost no interruption.
In the basement, the lights were bright, and Du Fangming stood on the ground, holding a short gun in his hand. Apparently the magazine had not been replaced, otherwise the bullet would have flown out of the gun.
Four short guns with silencers were pointed at Du Fangming. The short gun in Du Fangming's hand hung down feebly. It had no bullets. Even if it was full of bullets, I believe Du Fangming had this self-knowledge. The skills of these people couldn't be more clear.
He had been shot and fell to the ground, beaten into a honeycomb.
Du Fangming is dressed in a suit and leather shoes. It seems that the equipment in the basement is quite complete, including clothes and weapons. He has golden eyes, gentle manners, and elegant demeanor, which is indeed different from others.
Zhihao smiled faintly and said coldly, "Mr. Du, we meet again. Are you okay?"
Regardless of whether he was in trouble or not, he was already under the control of his opponent anyway. Du Fangming became much calmer and smiled faintly at the four of them, "It's okay. I wonder if the four of you are here late at night. Do you have any advice?"
"Guidance is out of the question." Zhihao smiled coldly again, "I want to lend you two things from Mr. Du."
"Please speak." Du Fangming's tone was polite and polite, which was obviously different from Chen Zhonghe. He gave people a sense of knowledge and culture, which left a very good impression on Zhihao.
Good luck, after all, you are here to take his life. This is the bottom line. Of course, Zhihao will not be vague. Zhihao said indifferently, "Mr. Du's shares in the Long Group and Mr. Du's head."
Du Fangming didn't panic at all, obviously he had expected such a result.
He is worthy of being a man who has made his way through the wind and waves. Zhihao secretly admired him. Du Fangming smiled slightly, threw the short gun in his hand to the ground, and said calmly, "Mr. Zhang, Du knew that sooner or later, this would happen.
It's just that it came a little earlier than expected. Before Du decides whether to live or die, he has one request."
Zhihao saw Wan Shidong winking at him, and the implication was that he immediately took action and cut the mess quickly. Zhihao smiled slightly, since they are opponents who respect each other, he should give his opponent the last chance to breathe, as the so-called gentleman
There is the beauty of adulthood. Haha... Zhihao is really a bit pedantic. At this time, if you don't take action, how long will you wait? Are you waiting for Du Fangming to move in to help the reinforcements?
Zhihao whispered, "Mr. Du, please speak."
"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Zhang is very skilled. When I saw it with my own eyes, everyone admired me greatly." Du Fangming said politely, taking off his coat and hanging it neatly on the wall behind him, "How about we fight in the basement tonight? Yes.
Several experts are observing."
Zhihao knew that Du Fangming must have a plan and wanted to grab the last straw. Just give him a chance. Zhihao was full of confidence and nodded and said, "Mr. Du, tell me the conditions."
"Conditions..." Du Fangming thought for a while and said, "If Du is lucky enough to win, leave a way for Du to survive. As for what you want, it is in the safe in the secret room. You can take it as you like. If Du loses, I am willing to give Zhang a chance to win."
Sir and others will handle it."
Zhihao nodded and agreed without even thinking about it. He was confident. Zhihao was very confident. He didn’t know what kind of results such confidence would bring to Zhihao. Director Wanshi was silent beside him, seeing that Zhihao had readily agreed,
It is not convenient to intervene, so I can only watch silently from the sidelines. Is this the legendary rule of the world?
Don't say that Zhihao is the leader of the Qinglong Society, he is just an ordinary person. As a gentleman says, a horse cannot be chased. Xiao Lou and Flying Knife King naturally understood this and stood quietly on the side.
Even if Zhihao loses, he will not help, showing a posture of only paying attention but not intervening.
Du Fangming's short spear was thrown on the ground. Zhihao also put away his short spear. The two of them tacitly agreed to practice unarmed sparring. Zhihao lowered his head slightly, which was equivalent to a salute and was very polite. "Mr. Du, please."
"Mr. Zhang, please." Du Fangming responded at the same time.
Xiao Lou beside him, although he couldn't help, could not help but frown slightly.
Xiao Lou felt something strange about Du Fangming, a kind of dark energy fluctuation, something unique to cultivators, and slightly different from the cultivators he had seen, such as Zhihao, Da Liu and others, including the four people from Nanhao.
Donkey Kong. Xiao Lou was about to remind Zhihao, but saw that Zhihao and Du Fangming had already put their arms together.
There was a trace of contradiction in Xiao Lou's heart, but not much impatience. Xiao Lou was naturally familiar with Zhihao's skills. He was just a Du Fangming. Even if he had practiced, he believed that Zhihao was more than enough to deal with him. If it didn't work, Xiao Lou thought of something, if Zhihao
Once Hao loses and there is no one else in the basement, it doesn't matter if he comes to help. He is here to take Du Fangming's life tonight, and it is not an open competition. It is impossible for outsiders to know that Du Fangming, the only one who knows, will definitely die tonight.
Xiao Lou felt relieved.
Zhihao and Du Fangming were already fighting together, which made Wan Shidong, Xiao Lou and Fei Dao Wang secretly surprised. Seeing that the gentle Du Fangming was so powerful, it was beyond everyone's expectation. The three of them looked at it, but saw Du Fangming's simple movements.
, the shots were clean and neat, using a set of internal boxing techniques popular in the south, which was very different from his usual words and deeds.
Wan Shidong frowned slightly and saw Du Fangming's body skills, Cha Quan, a type of internal boxing. It was short and powerful, capable of both offense and defense. On the other hand, Zhihao used grappling and fighting techniques. Based on boxing alone, Zhihao
Hao was already at a disadvantage. Fortunately, Zhihao had deep internal strength and agile body skills. Du Fangming was not able to take any advantage for a while. It seemed that Zhihao was not in a hurry to strike hard. His movements were mediocre and he had not yet hit Du Fangming's vital points.
Fists and kicks were exchanged, and the two men fought vigorously and vigorously. They were neither impatient nor impetuous, and the range of movements was not large. There was no momentum at all, which gave people a regular, simple and mediocre feeling. The movements gradually slowed down, and it was not
Because of lack of energy.
Wan Shidong frowned again, are the two of them going to fight internally? While guessing, he saw Zhihao and Du Fangming's palms touching each other.
Before his strong internal energy could be released, Zhihao suddenly felt a cold air, with a specific adsorption function, that continuously penetrated his palms and spread along his arms to his whole body.
Xiao Lou was startled when he saw Zhihao's face glowing with a white air, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit...
