The Most Powerful Young Man

Whether it is Xiao Yao or Pink Butterfly, they are all killers of killers, so they reacted in the first place. After they reacted, some people screamed and ran away-it is important to watch the excitement, but no one wants it. Lost your life because of watching the excitement, isn't it?

The wife and children of the man in the suit were completely stupid at this time.

"Protect Xiaoyue." Xiao Yao categorically cut the railway.

"I know." Pink Butterfly glanced at Xiao Yao, "Don't forget, I am also a professional!"

Xiao Yao nodded heavily, then turned around and ran towards the department store opposite.

Xiao Yao is a professional killer, so even if the opponent only fired one shot, he has already determined the opponent's location.

Opposite the children's clothing store is an express hotel. At the same time, Xiao Yao rushed directly into the hotel and stood at the elevator door waiting.

Whether the other party takes the stairs or the elevator is a gamble. No one can guarantee that a killer will take the stairs or the elevator after performing the task. However, Xiao Yao could not wait at the door. People can be patient, but can they still be patient? After hesitating for a while, he still chose to take the elevator.

When the elevator reached the first floor, a group of people came out in a swarm. Xiao Yao stared at the group of people stubbornly. A pair of eyes swept across the faces of these people. Finally, his eyes fell on a person wearing a black windbreaker and carrying them. A young man with a peaked cap holds a cello box in his hand and keeps his head low.

"Stop!" Xiao Yao yelled, and at the same time he moved his feet quickly to reach the man.

The man suddenly raised his head and glanced at Xiao Yao, his eyes changed a little, his expression was a little flustered, he ran towards the door without even thinking about it, his speed was quite fast, Xiao Yao bypassed the crowd , Immediately followed out.

After running for almost a minute, Xiao Yao's speed from the man has also shortened a lot. Suddenly he jumped into the air and kicked on the back of the man in black. The man in black lost his balance and pounced directly. On the ground, he fell into a black and swollen face, and wailed in his mouth again and again.

Xiao Yao suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart. How could a professional killer have such a poor quality?

"You are crazy! I have no grievances against you, why are you hitting me?" the man yelled at Xiao Yao hysterically, lying on the ground.

Xiao Yao frowned slightly, walked to the man, bent down and picked up the cello box in front of the man. He coldly glanced at the black man and opened the cello box. What Xiao Yao did not expect was that it was inside. It's really just a cello.

"How could it be a cello?" Xiao Yao's mouth twitched a little, his eyes flickering.

The man struggled to get up, wiped his palms, stared at Xiao Yao, and said in a bad mood: "I said this person is really sick? What is the cello in my cello box? Do I have a gun! You **** dare to beat me, do you know who I am? I will perform tomorrow, and now my hands are broken like this, how will I perform tomorrow?"

"Who made you dress like this?" Xiao Yao said depressed.

"I am the number one violinist in Haitian City! Shouldn't I dress like this? What should I do if my fans recognize it?" the man said angrily.

"Then what do you run after I chase you?" Xiao Yao asked.

"I thought you were asking me to sign!" the man said, "My name is Zheng Yong, and I am a cellist from the Orchid Orchestra. If you don't believe me, you can check it online!"

Xiao Yao sighed and waved his hand: "It seems I really made a mistake." He was a little helpless. He didn't expect that Zheng Yong would come out to disrupt the situation. Even if he goes back by himself, I am afraid that the killer will run away without a trace. No trace.

"You stop for me, don't want to leave!" Zheng Yong blocked Xiao Yao's front and grabbed Xiao Yao's arm. "Don't want to go, you made me like this, so you still want to go?"

Xiao Yao resisted his temper. After all, this matter was indeed his own fault. Even if someone wanted to be reasonable, he was definitely the one who was in the wrong, so even if he was in a bad mood, he could not vent his anger on the other person. ?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao tried his best to suppress his anger, turned his face and took a deep breath, as calm as possible: "What do you want to say, just say directly, don’t talk to me in this ink, I There is still something to do."

"What's more important to you than this one now? How can I say Zheng Yong is also a person of identity. Now that you have acted on me, you plan to leave like this?"

Xiao Yao tried his best to reduce the pressure of his fire, patiently: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Losing money! Apologize! Otherwise, don't even think about leaving today!" Zheng Yong said with a black face.

Xiao Yao nodded, took out the five hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Zheng Yong's hand.

"Where do you send the beggar?" Zheng Yong weighed the five hundred dollars in his hand, and said in a huff, "I will participate in a show at random, and the price will be more than five thousand!"

"I don't have that much money now." Xiao Yao said.

"Then hold your ID card here and redeem it whenever you have money." Zheng Yong thought he thought he had a brilliant idea.

Xiao Yao took the five hundred yuan from Zheng Yong's hands.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Yong was taken aback. He stretched out his hand and tried to grab the five hundred dollars. As a result, Xiao Yao flew directly and kicked him on the chest. Zheng Yong let out a scream and flew upside down. Going out, he fell heavily to the ground, grinning in pain.

"This kick counts me five thousand. When you look for me, I will give you ten thousand." After that, Xiao Yao turned around and left.

Isn’t it stupid to treat an unreasonable person and even go to reason with him? Honesty, kindness, and simplicity are all advantages, but it would be foolish to carry forward these qualities to people like Zheng Yong.

I hurried back to the children’s clothing store. There was already a large group of people. The wife of the man in suit was crying and was about to faint. The little boy didn’t know what was going on. He didn’t even realize it at this time. What the **** was "death"? He just half-kneeled on the ground, pushing the man in the suit desperately, saying: "Dad, dad, get up! We're home..."

Xiao Yao glanced at the little boy, sighed, and walked to Fen Butterfly.

Xiaoyue was also a little stunned at this time. She asked Xiao Yao in a low voice, "Dad, that little brother's father, is he dead?"

Xiao Yao nodded calmly.

Pink Butterfly leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Did you catch that killer?"

"No." Xiao Yao smiled bitterly.

"Do you sometimes miss it?" Pink Butterfly became interested.

"En..." Xiao Yao briefly recounted what happened with Zheng Yong.

Finally, Fen Butterfly's face sneered again and again.

"You were cheated." Pink Butterfly said.

"What?" Xiao Yao was taken aback and didn't react.

"I mean, you were deceived. The one named Zheng Yong may not be a killer, but he is definitely not a cellist. In Haitian City, there is no symphony orchestra." With that, Pink Butterfly turned on her phone again. , Input Zheng Yong and the name of the band that Zheng Yong said, but in the end nothing was found.

"There is no fiddler named Zheng Yong in Haitian City, and there is no orchid band." Fan Butterfly sneered, "However, he can indeed become a celebrity, and he can fool you all. He is not an actor. What a waste."

"But... where's his gun? Where is it?" Xiao Yao didn't seem to understand.

"Perhaps he didn't bring it out at all?" said Pink Butterfly. "Still in that building?"

Xiao Yao touched his head.

He is not a dull person either. Hearing Fan Butterfly talk about this, if he still can't understand it, it proves that there is really a problem with his brain.

He rushed into the previous building and came to the window where the sniper shot. It was a toilet, but it was locked back. He kicked the toilet. There was no one inside. On the toilet. Holds a sniper rifle.

"It seems that I was really brushed." Xiao Yao laughed self-deprecatingly. The next second, his brows also frowned. At least, the killer who came to trouble him this time is definitely a master. If It's not because the man in the suit blocked a shot for him. Whether he can stand well at this time is unknown.

The ease of life during this period of time made Xiao Yao gradually relax his vigilance, and he didn't even notice the dangerous aura, but this time the incident also reminded him. At least, he is still dangerous now.

Back to the children's clothing store, there are two more police cars and ambulances at the door of the children's clothing store.

And standing in the cordon was the Overlord Flower, Qin Xue.

"It's him! Previously, my husband died here because he had said too much to him!" The wife of a man in a suit pointed to Xiao Yao and said loudly.

Qin Xue turned her face and saw Xiao Yao, quite surprised.

"Why are you here?" Qin Xue walked up to her and asked curiously.

"Can't I be here?" Xiao Yaoqiang smiled. The previous words of the woman also made Xiao Yao a little stunned. In fact, the woman was right. If it weren't for him, maybe the man in the suit wouldn't die here.

"Are you Conan? Why do you always die wherever you go?" Qin Xue said frantically.

"He was killed by the killer." Xiao Yao said, pointing to a window in the opposite building, "That window is a men's toilet. You can find a sniper rifle after you go in, but I think it's above it. There must be no fingerprints of the killer, otherwise, he would not have dropped the gun."

"How do you know so clearly?" Qin Xue's gaze fell on Xiao Yao, seemingly suspicious.

Xiao Yao shrugged his shoulders: "I have no grievances with him. There is no need to kill him. Besides, if I really want to kill him, I won't let you doubt me."

When Xiao Yao said this, he turned his face and said to Qin Xue solemnly: "If you still doubt me, you can investigate me."

The corners of Qin Xue's mouth twitched slightly.

According to the normal procedure, she suspected that there was nothing wrong with Xiao Yao. Now Xiao Yao's identity is a suspect, but Qin Xue feels that she has grown up so much, and she has never seen such an arrogant suspect!

"Captain, do you want to take him away?" a male policeman asked in a low voice.

"Take it away!" Qin Xue took a deep breath and stared at Xiao Yao with a gaze like a knife, "I don't care if you killed someone, but now, you do have a dislike!"

Xiao Yao nodded: "Whatever you want."

After speaking, he turned his face to look at Pink Butterfly: "Take Xiaoyue home first."

"En!" Fen Butterfly nodded. This matter had nothing to do with Xiao Yao. The police wanted to investigate Xiao Yao, and it was impossible to find anything. Fen Butterfly had nothing to worry about.