Chapter 7

The pistol with silencing made a slight sound, and a bullet shot at Ye Zichuan at a speed hard to see by the naked eye.

The killer grins grimly and seems to have seen the scene of Ye Zichuan's brain splashing.

He admits that ye Zichuan is really evil, but can he defend himself against bullets?

Ye Zichuan's whole body is tense. At this moment, his hair is erect. Although there is space, he is still a little uncertain in the face of guns, a powerful hot weapon.

Under the space field, the speed of the bullet seems to become extremely slow, and the trajectory is clearly seen by Ye Zichuan.

The next second, the killer was stunned and looked at Ye Zichuan as if he had seen a ghost. With his strong will to kill more than ten people, he collapsed at this time.

"You... What kind of monster are you?"

Ye Zichuan has a bullet between his fingers, which completely smashes all the reason and cognition of the killer.

Who can catch a bullet empty handed?

This kind of person only exists in movies. Who can do it in reality?

But now, the killer really saw that someone caught the bullet with both fingers, and it was as powerful as a God at this moment!

Ye Zichuan also breathed a sigh of relief at this time. It was harder to control the bullet than he thought. After all, the speed of the bullet was too fast.

If the space field had not been expanded to 6 meters, it would have been very difficult for him to achieve this scene.

Almost without any hesitation, the killer turned around and ran. In the face of such a monster, he could not kill each other even if he came to ten.

"Do you want to go now? It's too late

Ye Zichuan raised his hand, and then the killer's body was stiff there, keeping a running posture, unable to move a finger.

Ye Zichuan got out of bed, turned on the light, and took off the killer's mask.

"Don't you think you have the chance to win? Unfortunately, bullets are useless to me."

The killer's confidence was destroyed. At this time, he said: "we can talk about the conditions just now. I can kill Zhang haoquan for you."

Ye Zichuan said with a smile: "Oh? Is it? Do you think I'll trust you again? "

"I was confused just now. Please give me another chance. I will never cheat you!"

Ye Zichuan did not speak.

The killer quickly continued: "in addition to Zhang haoquan, there is another person."

"It was Zhang haoquan who came to him. He has some forces in Jianghai city and specializes in these shady businesses." The killer said quickly: "his name is brother Bao. He runs several clubs and bars. Mediterranean bar is his base camp. He is there most of the time. His full name is Li Wenbao."

"I'm his man. Most of the money Zhang haoquan hired me was taken by brother Bao."

"This information is not enough to buy lives."

"I can serve you later."

"Go and help me kill Zhang haoquan and brother Bao, and it will be even." Ye Zichuan plans to kill with a knife.

"No way!" The killer rejected it.

"Why?" Ye Zichuan frowned.

"Brother Bao is very strong. I'm not his opponent. He's a trainer. He's already developed his inner strength."

"Inner strength?" Hearing this, ye Zichuan was shocked.

Does Neijin really exist?

It seems that those who are able to live in Jianghai city are really not simple people.

"OK, brother Bao is OK. Zhang haoquan, you can solve him for me. After that, you can find a place to hide. If you have something, I will contact you."

"Good!"

Ye Zichuan walked up to him and stared at him: "don't try to play tricks with me, otherwise, your end will be the same as this gun!"

Click!

Ye Zichuan's hand was empty, and the pistol was directly pinched and deformed, turning into a piece of scrap iron.

Looking at that group of scrap iron, Zhang Jianwen's whole body's sweat hairs stand up. How was this kind of monster born?

Is it true that all the hearsay about the powers he had heard before?

When Zhang Jianwen is gone, ye Zichuan is not sure whether he will go to inform, although he has shown enough deterrent power.

However, even if the other side backwater, he does not matter, after all, he now has enough powerful self-protection.

When Zhang haoquan was handed over to Zhang Jianwen, the killer, ye Zichuan let go of his worries and soon became addicted to his dream, hoping to continue with the beauty in his dream.

At noon the next day, ye Zichuan had lunch and found that five ginseng plants had been around for nearly 20 years. He had to dig them out.

"Twenty years of ginseng, one can be worth tens of thousands of yuan." Ye Zichuan felt his chin and thought.

Ginseng is also divided into many varieties. The ginseng he bought from the drugstore is artificially planted, not authentic wild ginseng, so the price is much lower.

However, xirang is magical enough to improve the quality of these artificially planted ginseng. At least it looks good.

"But I don't know anyone. How can these ginseng be sold?"

After pondering for a while, ye Zichuan thought of a person.

Lin Yuyao, the ten story building he lives in is owned by others. She must have a lot of connections behind it. She should have a way to sell ginseng.

Take out the mobile phone, ye Zichuan dial the phone.

Soon, the phone was connected, and a cold voice came: "hello?"

"It's me, sister Lin."

"It's Zichuan." The voice over there became more gentle: "what, what's the matter with my sister?"

"Well, my parents sent some ginseng plants from my hometown and wanted to sell them, but I didn't know anyone, so I wanted to ask, sister Lin, do you have any access there?"

"Of course, if it's not convenient, I can find someone else."

"Ginseng? Is it wild ginseng? White ginseng or red ginseng? " Lin Yuyao asked.

"Well, I don't know about it. I only know it's Ginseng..."

There was a chuckle from the phone: "OK, sister knows. I'll take someone to see it for you later."

"Ah? It's not very good. I'd better go. Sister Lin, just tell me the address. "

"OK, don't be polite to my sister. I have nothing to do here. I'll go now. Just wait a moment. Bye."

With that, Lin Yuyao hung up.

Ye Zichuan some Lengleng looking at the mobile phone, always feel Lin Yuyao to himself some good too much.

I didn't have any contact with her before. I won't be so polite just because I helped her get the bag back.

And that woman is that kind of upper class woman, one in the sky and the other in the earth, they are not in the same world at all.