Of course, there was nothing behind the curtain.
Xia Chujian had already walked quickly to the exit of the hall.
There were so many people standing at the door that it seemed impossible to sneak out without being hindrance or seen.
Xia Chujian had no choice but to fly up silently into the air and hide near the caisson above the hall.
The space above the hall was spacious enough, and the other party had not yet deployed drones to interfere, so her invisibility was safe for the time being.
Only then did she see three men in royal attire in the hall below, each holding a gun and pointing it at Pojun.
There were many people wearing duty uniforms around these people. They were also fully armed and holding semi-automatic submachine guns in their hands.
Only Pojun, wearing casual clothes, walked over with his hands raised, looking like a defeated man.
But he walked leisurely, as if he was not there to surrender, but just to take a walk.
The other three men, dressed in royal attire, looked older than Pojun, but not much older.
The oldest one looked to be in his thirties, and the other two were probably around twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
Pojun didn't know if it was because he was wearing ordinary casual clothes, but he looked to be only in his early twenties.
But his expression was not childish at all; instead, he was the calmest among these people.
The oldest man said, "Pojun, I say the same thing again. Just hand over what your father gave you, and we'll let you go immediately."
Po Jun smiled and said, "Brother, there are only four of us brothers, and our father has no other children. Is it really necessary to be like this?"
Another man said, "Who calls you a brother? Hurry and take out your things!"
Po Jun restrained his smile and said, "Do you think I would be so stupid as to take out the things according to your promise?"
"As long as I take it out, this day next year will be my memorial day."
This means that as soon as these people get the things, they will definitely kill people to silence them.
Xia Chujian was sitting in the caisson on the roof, listening with great interest.
It turned out that the three men were all Pojun's brothers.
But unfortunately, they seemed to not recognize Pojun as their younger brother and had united to kill him first.
At this time, Xia Chujian looked at the thing that Pojun had just stuffed into her hand.
It was a square box, about twenty centimeters square.
Xia Chujian quickly stuffed the box into the mecha, so that there wouldn't be a box floating in the air...
Meanwhile, down in the hall, the three older princes had already stepped back, called their own men forward, and said, "... teach him a lesson!"
This is to make his own men defeat the army.
As a result, even if those people rushed forward, they were still not enough to defeat Pojun alone.
Xia Chujian knew that Pojun’s current personality was based on Huo Yushen’s data, and that he was a super high-level genetic evolver!
These people can't use guns, so they have to use fists and feet to teach him a "lesson". Will they never be taught a lesson?
When the hall was full of people lying on the ground, the three princes became angry and said, "You asked for it if you didn't accept my toast!"
Then, the eldest prince waved his hand, and two of his men came up with two teenagers, a boy and a girl.
They looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
The little girl had very pretty eyes and eyebrows. She burst into tears when she saw Pojun: "Cousin! Tell them to let me and my brother go!"
Pojun's face suddenly turned ugly.
He said in a deep voice: "They are my adoptive mother's nephews and nieces. They have nothing to do with us. Let them go!"
The eldest prince nodded casually: "Alright! Give me the things and I will let them go!"
It's this sentence again.
Pojun pursed his lips, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said, "Then lock me up with them."
The two young men and women who were still crying suddenly became excited, broke free from the hands of those people, and ran to Pojun.
One hugged his left arm and the other hugged his right arm, as if seeking protection.
Pojun looked calm, but did not break free from their hands.
Then the eldest prince shouted sternly, "Pojun! I have one last question for you: will you hand over the things?"
Pojun closed his eyes and looked as if he didn't care.
The three princes brought so many people in. Even if he gave the things to them, they would not let him go.
Then it might be better not to hand it over.
The eldest prince waved his hand and said, "Then take all three of them away. Search the rest of them carefully here!"
"Even if you have to turn over every floor, you have to search!"
Xia Chujian knew that they were probably looking for the thing that Pojun had stuffed into her hand before.
She kept her mecha invisible, floating on the rooftop caisson as she watched a group of on-duty personnel come forward, pushing Pojun and his adoptive mother's nephew and niece towards the gate.
Xia Chujian also planned to fly out.
But just as they stepped out of the door, the girl who was holding Pojun's right arm suddenly pressed her whole body against him.
Pojun subconsciously moved to the left.
As for the young man who was holding his left arm, when Pojun took the initiative to move towards him, he had already held a shiny long needle in his hand and was waiting at the back of Pojun's neck.
When Pojun gave way, he was essentially putting his neck directly onto the long needle in the young man's hand.
If the young man took the initiative to stab him with something, Pojun would notice it in advance and then dodge.
But this time, he approached it entirely on his own.
The long needle, shining with black silver light, suddenly pierced into the back of his neck.
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