Perhaps because of Ye Tianlong's guardianship, Lu Youmi fell asleep until dawn.

But when she came out of the hall after washing, she found that Ye Tianlong's door had already opened, the bed was neat, the doors and windows were convective, but the people were gone.

"Is Ye Tianlong gone?"

A thought flashed in Lu Youmi's mind, and then suddenly he picked it up in his heart, and his whole body became bad in an instant, and he ran to the stairs.

She also ran, shouting: "Ye Tianlong, Ye Tianlong!"

When she came to the first floor, Lu Youmi still didn't see Ye Tianlong, but the Mai in the corner made her feel at ease. She was about to ask but saw the noise at the door.

Not only did there sound strong music, but dozens of people were jumping straight, like zombies.

Lu Youmi was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed out to scan, she quickly bottomed out, and Ye Tianlong was dancing with the nephew of the Lu family, who was more than 30, and the guard.

Stand in four rows with your hands raised flat, swaying to the rhythm of the music.

Jump left, jump right, jump forward, jump back, and then go around in circles.

The dance is like a zombie dance.

Lu Youmi couldn't help but open his mouth, "What is this for?"

Uncle Mi also stood beside him, with a happy expression on his face: "Brother Ye taught everyone a century-old secret. This is the first class to lay the foundation."

The Black Triangle is deeply influenced by the culture of head-down art in Southeast Asia, and has a strong awe of ghosts and gods, and sincere worship of the representatives of those ghosts and gods.

This is also the main reason for the hundreds of thousands of people in the Dragon and Snake Yin.

Lu Fengshou did not believe in Ye Tianlong's information, but Uncle Mi admired Ye Tianlong as a master of a generation, possessing mysterious and terrifying power.

Otherwise, how can you squash the bullet? Therefore, the image of Ye Tianlong in his heart is extremely tall, extremely powerful, and extremely admired.

Uncle Mi looked at Ye Tianlong in front of him and sighed to Lu Youmi: "If my legs are not good, I want to practice."

"Brother Ye is not only the king of soldiers in the world, but he is also a descendant of the corpse. People eat black and white, and he eats yin and yang."

Having said that, Uncle Mi lowered his head slightly, awe in his eyes.

"What? World Soldier King? To drive the corpse descendant?"

Lu Youmi was completely dizzy: "Uncle Mi, what are you talking about early in the morning?"

Uncle Mi turned his head to look at Lu Youmi: "Miss, you really don't know the origin of Brother Ye?"

Lu Youmi shook his head slightly: "I don't know."

"Don't blame you, this can only mean that Brother Ye hides too deeply."

Uncle Mi has a touch of worship in his eyes: "It took me a lot of effort to find out some information about him. It is normal for you not to know."

"Brother Ye is very good, I just say one, you know, Brother Ye is the king of soldiers in the world, and the mission remuneration is 100 million."

Uncle Mi stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Lu Youmi: "100 million."

Lu Youmi couldn't help but froze for a moment: "So amazing? One hundred million jumps? Then he charged me 800,000 a day, is it really a symbolic charge?"

Uncle Mi nodded very willingly: "Yes, it's really a favor. If you change to someone else, at least 10 million a day."

"This shows that the young lady is very charming, and it also shows that Brother Ye has love and righteousness.

Uncle Mi feels that Ye Tianlong is precious, and he is indeed the descendant of Xiangxi's corpse driving: "No wonder the master left him directly."

Lu Youmi whispered: "I am innocent with him, Uncle Mi, don't talk nonsense."

After that, she was moved in her heart, and she did not expect Ye Tianlong to take the initiative to lower her remuneration for herself.

After a zombie dance, Ye Tianlong dispersed the crowd, and then returned with a pocket of cash. He is still at a loss.

He woke up in the morning to practice the exercises. Just after the practice, a bunch of guards gathered around, with a hot face wanting to worship Ye Tianlong as his teacher, and inquiring about the magic of ghosts.

It was useless for Ye Tianlong to shirk. These guards also took out a large amount of cash to show their filial piety, and Ye Tianlong accepted it for the sake of the money.

Then he took the crowd to dance a zombie dance, less than ten minutes, more than 30,000 in hand.

"Tsk, could it be that I was so good yesterday that made everyone so enthusiastic about me?"

Ye Tianlong glanced at the guard who was reluctant to leave, and muttered to himself to find the reason: "This money is too much better, it's easier than grabbing."

Uncle Mi greeted him with a smile: "Brother Ye's supernatural power, everyone sees it, this kind of worship is normal."

"Dragon Snake Yin is known as a million followers. Brother Ye is even more powerful than him. It's not a big deal for people to follow."

Uncle Mi held a basin and a towel in both hands, and wiped Ye Tianlong's cheeks and hands well: "Brother Ye, come, wipe your hands."

"After washing, I will have breakfast inside. I have prepared a Chinese meal. I believe it will suit your appetite."

Lu Youmi opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she closed her mouth, and then ran in to change clothes. She found that she was wearing pajamas.

Ye Tianlong felt that Uncle Mi's enthusiasm was beyond imagination, but did not deliberately ask anything, and smiled softly: "Thank you Uncle Mi."

"Uncle Mi came here early in the morning, did Mr. Lu give any orders?"

Uncle Mi laughed loudly when he heard the words, and praised with a thumbs up: "Brother Ye is amazing, the unexplored prophet, this is how things are..."

"Mr. Lu has a tea party in the afternoon, meet some old friends, Miss Lu will also go there, he asked me to tell you..."

Before he could finish, Ye Tianlong smiled: "Let me get ready to go out?"

Uncle Mi nodded: "Exactly."

At this moment, Uncle Mi’s phone vibrated, he directly pressed to answer, and the horse shouted loudly: "Uncle Mi, someone is coming up..."

"what!"

Before he finished speaking, a scream came from the other end of the phone, and then there was no sound, the phone was hung up, and the beep kept beeping.

Uncle Mi was stunned and did not react for a while, but Ye Tianlong gave a shock.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong's eyes suddenly caught a red dot passing by. He who was familiar with guns immediately shouted: "Uncle Mi, heart!"

When he threw Uncle Mi directly into the hall, he also rolled on the spot and escaped.

"flutter!"

As soon as his feet moved away, a bullet slammed in front of Ye Tianlong's original standing, slamming the concrete floor open.

The stone powder splashed around and missed a hit.

The second burst of air slammed in front of Ye Tianlong again, and the bullet screamed sharply, wiping Ye Tianlong's shoulder, who moved and leaped.

The bullet hit the pillar behind, and the broken stone burned Ye Tianlong's skin.

Ye Tianlong still didn't stop, and continued to roll and jump on the ground. The bullet didn't hit Ye Tianlong, so he missed the muzzle and turned three guards.

"what--"

Three screams sounded, very sad.

Ye Tianlong's face sank when he saw it, and shouted at Uncle Mi and the others: "Sniper rifle."

Uncle Mi quickly found a burst of sniper rifles from the gun library of each villa, and threw them to Ye Tianlong who was hiding behind the pillars.

Ye Tianlong caught it, then rolled.

"call!"

When the sniper rifle was firmly held by Ye Tianlong and stuck firmly on his right shoulder, the stable triangular shooting posture was as standard as a textbook.

Uncle Mi and the others looked at Ye Tianlong who was holding the sniper rifle, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Because they felt an absolute, pure, without any emotion-killing intent.

"Pump pound!"

Ye Tianlong's trigger was pulled continuously, and three bullets were fired continuously.

At almost the same moment, Uncle Mi heard a scream of "Ah", and the three fell from the temple tower...

Uncle Mi's eyes instantly burst into blazing heat, which is an absolute worship of the strong.

(The fifth one today, thank you for your support.)