The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Bu Chensu was still very calm, "I am the one who killed Zheng Heizi, let them go."

"You think I'll let you talk to me about conditions?"

boom!

Zheng Xiaohu shot directly at the audience, he didn't even look at who the shot would hit.

An ice wall suddenly appeared, standing in front of the audience, blocking the bullet.

"Having revenge, what kind of skill is anger?"

Si Xinghe waved his hands, and the ice wall unfolded and expanded rapidly, protecting the entire auditorium inside.

Zheng Xiaohu didn't care, "I know so many big bosses are here, I still dare to come, does Sanshao think that I have no other preparations?"

He took out a syringe from his pocket, and the liquid inside was scarlet, like blood.

Bu Chensu's eyes flickered slightly, and his brows were barely noticeable.

Zheng Xiaohu walked to Si Niannian and pointed the needle at her neck, "I went to Yunguo for training a few days ago, caught a zombie, and drew a little blood on him, yes, I heard that Si Er Shao was involved in The researcher should know what will happen if this tube of blood is injected into this little girl's body?"

"Stop!" Si Xinghe's pupils shrank as he scolded.

Gu Yanan moved his body, pulled Si Niannian behind him, and looked at Zheng Xiaohu, "She is still a child, if you want to do anything, you can come at me, please don't hurt them."

Si Xiyou's eyes were always fixed on the syringe in Zheng Xiaohu's hand, with a solemn expression.

"If what he said is true, then once these zombie blood is injected into the human body, that person will mutate within an unknown period of time, and even after an antidote, he will never be able to return to a normal human being."

But a zombie.

Although Si Xiyou didn't say it clearly, everyone present understood what it meant.

The people here have grown up listening to the history of the apocalypse since childhood, and they know that zombies are terrifying, and no one would be willing to become such a person who is neither a ghost nor a ghost.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, this zombie blood is more than this one, they have it in their hands."

After Zheng Xiaohu finished speaking, all the gunmen around took out a syringe, and the color of the liquid inside was the same as the one in Zheng Xiaohu's hand.

This time everyone is not calm. Compared with death, they are more afraid of becoming zombies.

"Remove your ability!" Zheng Xiaohu's voice was cruel.

Si Xinghe looked at the needle that had touched Gu Yanan's neck, licked the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, and sighed.

"It's really been years since no one has spoken to me in this tone of voice, and I still miss it a little bit."

Zheng Xiaohu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Si Xinghe moved his wrists, "Master will teach you how to be a person today."

"Chen Su, this person belongs to me!"

Si Xinghe's figure flashed, and he was in front of Zheng Xiaohu in an instant. With a wave of his arm, an icicle stabbed past.

The few people surrounding Si Niannian immediately prepared to shoot, but found that they couldn't pull the trigger.

Bu Chensu's figure attacked at this time, and he was still able to do it with ease.

bang

The top of the tennis hall was smashed by a helicopter, a group of people slid down the ropes, and the guns in their hands began to shoot at those behind the audience.

After Zishu landed, he first came to Old Master Bu.

"Father, are you alright?"

The old man Bu and the old couple of the Si family sat on the spot very calmly, and they were so calm that they couldn't tell that they were still like a hostage just now.

"It's alright, let's go do your work." Old Man Bu waved his hand and continued to look in the direction of Bu Chensui below.