Rebirth of the Entertainment Master

Xiao Yunhai let out a secret cry, and ran towards a 45-degree direction like a ghost, at an unbelievably fast speed, and disappeared in an instant.

Chapter 1281 Influence

Zhang Xuanhai knew that Xiao Yunhai must have found the opponent's position, but the gap between him and Xiao Yunhai's kung fu was too far, and after running forward for tens of meters, Xiao Yunhai was no longer in sight.

There was a 400-storey building 36 meters away from the accident site. A white man in a black T-shirt and black pants rushed out with a bag on his back.

His expression was very dignified, and he ran very fast. After a while, he came to a white Bentley.

Just as he was about to open the door and go in, a playful voice made him stop.

"Do you think you can escape from me?"

The man's expression froze, and he quickly took out a black pistol from his waist with his right hand, and shot back without looking at it.

After firing four shots in a row, he didn't hear any sound, so he quickly turned around and looked back, only to find that there was not even a ghost.

Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared on his right, and before he could react, the gun in his hand had disappeared and landed in the hand of a young man in front of him, with the muzzle pointed at him.

Needless to say, this young man was naturally Xiao Yunhai.

"Are you a killer of the London underworld? It's very powerful. I installed a bomb on my car, but I still don't feel at ease. I calculated my speed and ambushed me here. Hehe, tell me, who is it?" asked you to come?"

The killer pursed his lips and remained silent.

Xiao Yunhai smiled, and pulled the trigger of the pistol. With a soft "bang", it hit his thigh, and blood flowed out quickly.

The killer snorted, dropped the bag in his hand to the ground, covered his thigh with his right hand, gritted his teeth, and remained silent.

Xiao Yunhai shook his head, and said: "You're quite stubborn, but it's a pity that if you fall into my hands, even if you want to die, it's just an extravagant hope."

After speaking, he swayed, came to the other party, and slapped him on the neck, and the killer immediately fainted.

At this time Zhang Xuanhai ran over, saw Xiao Yunhai and the killer, and said, "Mr. Xiao, is this the sniper?"

Xiao Yunhai nodded, and said with a smile: "Aside from him, who else can be. Old Zhang, bandage him, and don't let him bleed to death. Tell the brothers to find a car to come over. We won't go back to the hotel tonight, just go straight to the hotel." Interrogate this guy well in the RV."

Zhang Xuanhai nodded and said, "Okay."

An hour later, a white luxury car drove over and took Xiao Yunhai and the three of them away.

Xiao Yunhai's car exploded in the street, which naturally attracted the attention of the London police.

This is during the World Cup, not only are there many rich people, but also some dignitaries from various countries who like football come to watch the game.

Such a vicious explosion at such a time period is like declaring war on the British government.

"Could it be a terrorist attack?" London Police Chief William Leopold thought to himself.

The scene has been completely sealed off, and the criminal police are looking for clues left behind by the explosion.

But because the bomb was too powerful, the whole car was almost smashed to pieces, so even the owner of the car was not found out.

No less than [-] reporters had already come outside, all of whom were originally covering the World Cup. Now that such a big event has happened, of course they will not let it go.

In just ten minutes, the situation on the street was photographed by reporters and posted online.

"Damn it, what's the situation? It's terrible that there was an explosion during the World Cup."

"I don't know who is so unlucky. Looking at the condition of the car, the people inside must have been blown to pieces."

"Now, the London government has suffered eight lifetimes of misfortune. When something goes wrong, but it happens at this juncture, it is a loss of prestige."

"Damn, I have to call my parents and tell them to come back from England. It's not safe there."

Posts like this are all over the Internet, embarrassing the British government.

William Leopold answered three consecutive calls from the city government, and even the Prime Minister and the Queen personally inquired about the matter, demanding that they solve the case within 24 hours.

Just when he was having a headache, a piece of news made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"What did you just say? Whose car is this?" William Leopold couldn't believe his ears, and asked again.

The police officer on the opposite side was about to cry, and said: "Boss, that is the car of Mr. Xiao, the richest man in the world. He had a meal with his teammates tonight and celebrated his victory in today's game. Then when he returned to the hotel, That's what happened."

"Are you sure it's his car?"

"I've checked it three times and I'm [-] percent sure it's him."

William Leopold moved his lips twice, and his face lost any color. After a while, he said: "Okay, I understand. This matter must be kept strictly confidential, and no one can spread it to the outside world, you understand? "

After speaking, his body softened and he sat down on the ground.

"It's over, it's over."

The world's richest man and international superstar Kung Fu Xiao was killed by a bomb in the streets of London. William Leopold couldn't imagine how much chaos it would cause once the news got out.

The police officer next to him saw the chief collapsed on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up.

William Leopold stabilized his mind and said, "You all should be more energetic, check for me carefully, and don't let go of all the clues. Maybe we're all going to die. Do you hear me?"

"heard it."

William Leopold pointed to the two police officers and told them to stay, and ordered softly: "You guys quickly check the hotel where Kung Fu Xiao lives to see if Mr. Xiao has returned? This matter must be kept secret, I heard ?"

The two policemen were shocked, sweat dripped down their faces, and said, "We'll go right away."

The hotel is not far from the scene. Within 10 minutes, one of the police officers called and said, "Director, Mr. Xiao is not at the hotel. However, the front desk staff said that Mr. Xiao's bodyguards had all left an hour ago." Therefore, I suspect that Mr. Xiao is not dead."

When William Leopold heard this, his face brightened, and he said: "Your judgment is very correct. If Mr. Xiao died, his bodyguards would definitely go to the Chinese embassy or report the case to our police station as soon as possible. I think it is very It is possible that Mr. Xiao called them and asked them to go out and meet him. Mr. Xiao once said on TV before that he has practiced Chinese kung fu to the point where he can sense the approaching danger. I think he should be in Before the explosion, I jumped out of the car. If this is the case, it would be great. You guys check it out for me, what did the group of bodyguards do after they walked out of the hotel?"

"Yes, Chief."

At this moment, the reporters outside suddenly became noisy.

William Leopold faintly heard them saying Kung Fu Xiao's name, and his heart skipped a beat. Did something get out?

"I heard no, the car that exploded belongs to Mr. Xiao."

"No way. According to what you say, Mr. Xiao was killed by the bomb."

"It's almost the same. I overheard it when a British reporter answered the phone."

"That's a serious matter. Look, the Huaxia football team is here. Damn, I have to inform the newspaper immediately that this car is probably Mr. Xiao's. Otherwise, what are the team people doing here?"

Reporters have always been skeptical, and they can make things happen for you if there is nothing, let alone the shocking news that Xiao Yunhai's car is likely to be bombed.

Soon, photos and videos of the coaches and players of the Huaxia football team getting out of the car in a hurry spread all over the Internet.