Chapter 158 Tell me, who are you?

I want to call the police?

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, the Feilong Gang was both angry and funny, but more angry, thinking that Ye Tianlong was playing tricks on them.

At the moment, Zhu Fafa and a dozen others yelled, and rushed up holding the wooden stick. Lu Xiaowu subconsciously shouted, "Be careful, Tianlong."

"Boom boom!"

Ye Tianlong chuckled, holding two pieces of durian and dodged, avoiding the wooden stick that had fallen down, and then jumped forward with seven taps on his left foot.

"what--"

The seven flying dragons screamed, clutching their toes and jumping up, tears of pain burst out.

The ten fingers connected to the heart and the toes were the same. The rest of the gangs instinctively stepped back a few steps, almost hiding their toes.

Ye Tianlong leaned forward with a smile on his face, and three yin legs came quickly, and the three screamed, clutching their crotch and jumped away.

Afterwards, he turned around and went to Zhu Fa Fa's eyes. When the latter instinctively closed his feet and protected his crotch, he stretched out his fingers and poked Zhu Fa's eyes.

Zhu Fa Fa immediately yelled, covering his eyes with both hands and flew backwards, and also turned a few of his companions.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Liang Zikuan shouted: "It's too shameless, too shameless."

Sister Feng also screamed: "Enclose him, go up together, go up together."

The two rushed from behind, and the wooden stick was too late to lift Ye Tianlong.

"Damn!"

They didn't catch Ye Tianlong's clothes in their palms, but saw two durians hit their knuckles and hit them, and they screamed in pain.

"Father, did you see it, did you see it, this **** is a shameless villain, a shameless villain."

Liang Zikuan pointed at Ye Tianlong and yelled again and again: "The old messenger tricks people."

"It's really a villain."

Liang Xiucai smiled faintly: "It can be a microclimate, but it can't be a big weapon, eagle, wherever you fall, wherever you stand."

Uncle Ying nodded when he heard the words, knowing that he wanted to take Ye Tianlong down by himself, then twisted his neck and rushed up with a roar.

The momentum is amazing.

"Peng!"

Ye Tianlong saw Uncle Ying rushing over like a mad cow, and immediately stepped aside, grabbed a flying dragon gang and threw it out.

When Uncle Ying saw his own smashing, the corner of his mouth moved, and he was forced to reach out and take him down and throw him aside.

Just catching one, Ye Tianlong escaped an attack by one person, fell over one shoulder, and threw the opponent to Uncle Ying.

"Boom boom!"

Ye Tianlong smashed a dozen people in one breath, each of them smashed at Uncle Ying, making Uncle Ying chasing around the table suffocated.

Pick up people, waste energy, waste time, don't pick up, and can't bear to let your partner throw a head and blossom.

"boom!"

Just as Uncle Eagle put down the fourteenth, another black figure smashed over.

Uncle Ying stretched out his hands reflexively. Just after catching it, he heard Liang Xiucai and the others yell, "Be careful."

Uncle Ying was taken aback for a moment. He looked up and saw no shadow of Ye Tianlong, and the "companion" who had just put down a durian hit him on the head.

"boom!"

There was another blood stain on Uncle Ying's head, and he stepped back with a sound.

He clutched his head and raised his head, seeing his companion turned into Ye Tianlong, holding a half of durian in his hand.

At this moment, he was hating iron and steel and shouted: "Uncle Eagle, what's the matter with your head? It's getting worse and worse, even half of the durian can't be broken."

Nima! What kind of person is this.

Uncle Eagle roared: "Ah—"

He rushed to Ye Tianlong angrily, and Ye Tianlong ran to the Feilong Gang when he saw it.

Several people wanted to stop, but they were grabbed by Ye Tianlong and thrown out, and the kite smashed towards Uncle Ying.

At this moment, Uncle Ying had ignored the life and death of his companions, just staring at Ye Tianlong and chasing him, and from time to time he kicked away the flying dragon gang who were in the way.

It's just that although Uncle Ying is fast enough, he still can't touch Ye Tianlong. He is like a loach, sliding around in the crowd.

However, the Feilong Helpers were miserable. They wanted to block the help, but Ye Tianlong was not capable of them.

They were thrown out before they were touched, becoming an obstacle to Uncle Eagle, making them utterly devastated, and more than twenty people fell completely powerless.

Some people were sadly stepped on by Uncle Eagle.

Uncle Gui and the others were also dumbfounded. They didn't expect Ye Tianlong to be so tenacious.

The charter wife was even more dumb and laughed: this live treasure.

Liang Zikuan shouted: "Father, father, this **** is too cunning."

"All step aside."

Liang Xiucai also felt that Ye Tianlong was not a thing. There was such a style in fights. It was just a momentary help. From his point of view, Ye Tianlong's combat effectiveness may be average, but his physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people, so he ordered Feilong to help everyone. So that Uncle Ying can more easily grasp Ye Tianlong.

He still had a trump card in his hand, but he didn't use it, because he felt that the shame of Uncle Ying should be retrieved by Uncle Ying, so that he could maintain his dignity.

The Feilong Gang immediately dispersed, clinging to the wall, not giving Ye Tianlong a chance.

It's just that they just dispersed, Ye Tianlong, who was running around the auditorium, suddenly fell to the ground with a thump, Liang Zikuan and the others were overjoyed:

"Uncle Eagle, catch him! Catch him!"

"Where to run!"

Uncle Ying didn't waste the opportunity. He grabbed Ye Tianlong on the ground with one hand. Ye Tianlong turned over and handed out a stick with his right hand.

Uncle Ying didn't even look at it, holding the top of the stick with one hand, and grabbing Ye Tianlong's neck with the other.

"Zi—"

As soon as Uncle Ying held the stick in his hand, an electric current passed over, causing him to shake his body, staggering back a few steps, and twisting his neck.

Uncle Eagle seemed to be dancing, swinging from side to side, still grinning, making many people take a breath.

What Ye Tianlong picked up was not an ordinary wooden stick, but an electric baton thrown away by the security guard of Baishizhou.

Although Uncle Ying was tyrannical, the electricity still couldn't be slowed down, and Ye Tianlong kicked him away and knocked over several flying dragon gangs.

After falling to the ground, Uncle Ying panted, his right hand still shaking uncontrollably.

"Asshole!"

"Shameless!"

"Little man!"

The Feilong Gang was filled with indignation, each of them felt that Ye Tianlong was too overcast, and Lu Xiaowu slightly moved the corners of his mouth, feeling that Ye Tianlong's actions were too sinister.

The charter wife is a rare admiration. Feilong helps count the villagers with flour. What can Ye Tianlong do with an electric baton?

"Zizi!"

Ye Tianlong reversed two flashlights, and then rushed towards Uncle Ying who was trying to sober.

"Uncle Eagle!"

Liang Zikuan and the others thought that Ye Tianlong would continue to attack Uncle Ying, and with a scream, they moved closer to protect Uncle Ying. At this moment, Ye Tianlong turned around.

He rushed towards Liang Xiucai like a sharp arrow.

"Stop him!"

Liang Zikuan and Sister Feng's expressions changed dramatically, and they raised their hands to stop them with a roar, but they were kicked by Ye Tianlong.

The four good hands approached, Ye Tianlong waved his hands, and the electric baton whizzed out and forced them back abruptly.

"Wow!"

Liang Xiucai felt bad, and just wanted to get up to avoid him, but saw a piece of vase falling on his neck.

The gentle face with gold glasses was instantly sluggish and petrified, and the eyes would not turn, as if cement solidified, and the mouth was open, and tonsils could be seen.

Uncle Ying chased him, but what he saw was Ye Tianlong with ~~you're a step late~~ a smile with a playful expression.

"do not move."

Ye Tianlong directly hijacked Liang Xiucai, with a bright smile: "If you move, this fragment may kill him."

This fragment was the vase that Uncle Ying had just smashed. The edge was sharp, no less than a blade.

Liang Zikuan and the others changed their faces when they saw it. They all huffed around and shouted, "Ye Tianlong! Let go of my father."

Uncle Ying also drew out his axe, murderously: "If you dare to help the lord a hair, I will cut you off."

Ye Tianlong said leisurely: "Your leader must be dead before you unload me."

Everyone present, including the villagers of Baishizhou, was stunned by what was in front of them. He didn't expect that Ye Tianlong would dare to hijack Liang Xiucai in front of so many people.

Lu Xiaowu also whispered: "Tianlong, don't kill."

Uncle Ying took a few flying dragons to help the crowd step forward, and stood side by side in front of Ye Tianlong, looking for Ye Tianlong's loopholes in a hurry.

At every opportunity, they launched a fatal attack.

Ye Tianlong could see that these people had extraordinary skills, but he would not give them a chance. He was confident that he would not leak any flaws.

Even if it was revealed, they attacked, Ye Tianlong could deal with it calmly.

"All back, back!"

Ye Tianlong shouted: "Immediately prepare me 10 million old banknotes, and then prepare a helicopter for me to arrange a route to Myanmar."

"Otherwise, I will kill him so that you can't explain it to the people."

"Remember, all old banknotes cannot be serialized, and helicopters are not allowed to have trackers, or I will kill the hostages."

The murderous scene was instantly petrified, Nima! Does this kid watch too much TV?

Lu Xiaowu was about to cry, this strange thing always made people dumbfounded.

Uncle Ying was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I watched a Hong Kong movie last night and I was crazy."

Ye Tianlong looked at the quiet scene, embarrassed: "But you do want to step back, my hands often tremble, accidentally..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianlong saw Liang Xiucai's fan slap, and a few fine needles shot his neck obliquely. The needle tip had blue light, obviously there was medicine on it.

Sneak attack!

"Wow!"

This move was unexpected, and the speed of the fine needle was extremely astonishing. If you changed to an ordinary person, Liang Xiucai must be silently overwhelmed.

But for Ye Tianlong, he didn't have much lethal power. He moved his shoulders and his cheeks, just right to escape the needle.

The fine needle hit the wall behind, making a sound, shocking the uncle and the others shivering, but Liang Xiucai was so vicious.

"Bang Master Liang, you are not honest."

Ye Tianlong snatched his paper fan and threw it away, and then dislocated his hands with two clicks: "Can the fans hide the needles with the chips?"

Liang Xiucai looked painful, but he still held the pain abruptly, and at the same time secretly cried out that this kid could escape his sneak attack twice.

"Ye Tianlong! You bastard!"

Seeing Liang Xiucai's arms dislocated, Uncle Ying and the others shouted angrily: "You have the ability to fight me."

Liang Zikuan's face was pale. If his father made any mistakes, he would have to point him out, and even his father could not protect him if he was criticized:

"Ye Tianlong, what do you want to do? Quickly let go of my father, or we want you to look good."

At this time, Liang Xiucai, who had calmed down, gave her son a fierce look:

"A bunch of trash, what do you ask him to do? Does he really dare to do anything to me?"

Liang Zikuan and others stopped talking, but after all they didn't say it.

"Make a deal."

Ye Tianlong said with a smile: "If you don't come to Baishizhou in the future, I will write off my grievances with the Flying Dragon Gang by the way, and I will let you go."

Upon hearing this, Liang Xiucai snorted: "Are you worthy? Do you know who I am?"

"I lost a hair, and your whole family can't eat it."

He pointed his finger at the charter wife and them: "Even Baishizhou will be trampled by the three thousand students of the Flying Dragon Gang."

"Snapped."

Ye Tianlong didn't talk nonsense, and slapped it with a big backhand.

Five fingerprints appeared on Liang Xiucai's old face instantly.

"Tell me who you are?"