Chapter 1777 Survival

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"Gunshots?"

Although they were getting farther and farther away from the outside, the dense gunshots still shocked Zhao Siwen and the other two, and they all subconsciously looked back.

But they couldn't see anything, only the dark passage.

"Master, it seems that someone fired a gun."

The corner of a confidant's mouth twitched: "Bearded man...will they be okay?"

Zhao Siwen calmed down and coughed and replied: "They surrendered, not resisted, how could they be in trouble? The police will not mess around."

Although he felt that his analysis was in place, the police were always the police, they would not act recklessly, let alone take human lives, but he was still uneasy.

But Zhao Siwen couldn't understand the situation at the moment, so he could only comfort himself, and then continue to let the confidant crawl to see if there was an exit at the end.

"Master Zhao, there is an exit ahead."

It was unknown how long they had been climbing. The confidant who was climbing in front turned a corner, suddenly took out the mobile phone flashlight in his mouth, looked ahead in surprise and shouted:

"It is the secret exit of the waste factory."

Zhao Siwen was overjoyed and crawled quickly. Sure enough, he saw a cover in front, which was tattered and covered with weeds. It was like the undercurrent of the waste factory.

The discharge of sewage from each waste factory is a big problem. It costs a lot to purify the sewage according to environmental protection requirements, so many factories have undercurrents.

They directly dug a secret passage under the factory, and then discharged the wastewater into the ground through the secret passage to reduce the cost.

This behavior is a crime that will end the family line and is hated by both humans and gods, but Zhao Siwen is very happy at this moment because it will save himself.

"Bang!"

Zhao Siwen and his team continued to move forward, and soon opened the tattered cover used to cover it, and then pulled off the weeds that covered it, and the three of them got out.

A dry river.

A fresh night air rushed over, and Zhao Siwen, who was standing upright, took a deep breath.

"It took so long to come out, I'm really disappointed."

But before Zhao Siwen and the other two could show their happiness, a cold voice came from the side, and then a young man came into view.

A hemp robe and a sword.

Zhao Siwen raised his mobile phone flashlight: "Who is it?"

Two gray-clothed men raised their daggers and pointed them at the gloomy people in front of them. They thought about using guns, but they were worried that the police would hear and rush over.

"Kill your people!"

Hemp's tone was cold: "The reason why I let you crawl here alive is because Young Master Ye asked me to ask you, do you have anything to save your life?"

"If you do, you can live, if not, you will die tonight."

He ignored the muzzle of the gun pointed at him: "You only have one chance, think about it and answer me."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Zhao Siwen smiled, and the next second he shouted: "Kill!"

The two gray-clothed men immediately rushed up with knives.

There was no ripple on Hemp's face, but his body moved instantly, and crashed into someone's arms like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the gray-clothed man who was knocked into Ma Yi's arms fell out like a kite with a broken string.

The gray-clothed man was quite skilled, but he still couldn't withstand Ma Yi's attack.

His body hit the stone behind him, and his bones were broken and blood gushed out. How could he survive?

"Go to hell!"

Another gray-clothed man was immediately heartbroken. Seeing his companion die in front of him, he slashed at Ma Yi who was facing him with a saber.

Ma Yi turned his body to avoid the saber, and then appeared behind his opponent strangely, holding the gray-clothed man's head with both hands and twisting it hard.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the gray-clothed man's neck twisted into a knot, and his cervical vertebrae broke, and then he fell to the ground without a sound.

Life was extinguished.

"Kill!"

Seeing two confidants die in front of him, Zhao Siwen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he moved his feet and shot towards Ma Yi.

After a few jumps, he arrived in front of Mai, and without saying anything, he attacked fiercely. Mai's eyes also sank, and without any nonsense, he attacked directly.

The moves were fierce.

"Bang!"

After the fists collided in mid-air, Zhao Siwen raised his foot and kicked Mai's chest fiercely, but was blocked by Mai's left hand.

With a pull and a tug, Zhao Siwen's body suddenly became unstable and he rushed directly to the other party. Mai sneered and his body bounced up instantly.

He suddenly hit Zhao Siwen's chest like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhao Siwen groaned and fell out, knocking over a pile of mud behind him and falling down, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't move!"

When Mai looked at Zhao Siwen with indifference, Zhao Siwen had already flashed a pistol and shouted to Mai:

"Raise your hands!"

Although shooting would attract police pursuit, Zhao Siwen had no choice at this moment. The other party was too strong and there was not much chance of winning.

Only a gun can secure victory.

But Zhao Siwen didn't wait for Mai to raise his hand. Mai flashed and came to Zhao Siwen's side, grabbing the latter's wrist with one hand.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking spread cruelly, Zhao Siwen let out a pig-killing howl, and his entire wrist was crushed by Mai.

Then he was thrown out by Mai, hit hard on the stone and fell down. Mai saved his strength, so Zhao Siwen didn't die, but just vomited blood.

This time, Zhao Siwen's head was dizzy, his whole body was in pain, as if he was falling apart, and he had no ability to fight again.

He wanted to struggle, but saw Mai stepped forward.

"Bang!"

Ma Yi stepped on Zhao Siwen's back and made him fall to the ground again.

"Don't kill me!"

Thinking of Zhao Wuji's words, Zhao Siwen, who was at the end of his rope, coughed and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "I have something to save my life."

"Killing Ye Tianlong was not the original intention of the Thirteen Alliance. It was Jin Xuejun who asked us to set up the trap. He instigated us through his secretary Ling Xiangsi."

Zhao Siwen exhaled a long breath: "If you don't believe it, I can confront him face to face..."

Ma Yi took out her mobile phone and turned on the recording: "Tell me the story again."

Zhao Siwen licked his lips, and then told about his meeting with Ling Xiangsi, and the hints she and Jin Xuejun had made.

He put all the responsibility on Jin Xuejun and Ling Xiangsi. It was a matter of life and death, and no consequence was as important as surviving.

After listening to what Zhao Siwen said, Mai turned off the recording on her mobile phone and turned to walk into the darkness.

Zhao Siwen was stunned and surprised. He didn't expect Mai Yi to really let him go.

While he was thankful for his life, his eyes fell on the gun beside him, and then looked at Mai Yi's cold and arrogant back.

A fierce light flashed across Zhao Siwen's eyes. He stretched out his intact left hand, picked up the gun silently, and then slowly raised it to aim at Mai Yi.

With his finger on the trigger, Zhao Siwen laughed wildly: "Go to hell!"

He shot hard, but the gun did not fire, and the trigger was stuck by a half-broken branch.

"Puff!"

Zhao Siwen's heart sank, and he hurriedly pushed the branch away, wanting to shoot again, but saw a flash of cold light and blood spurting out.

A sword to the throat.

Mai Yi calmly put away the sword and left with an indifferent look on his face.