At six o'clock in the evening, Ye Tianlong came to Caoji Street.

The Magic Sword Garden was severely burned, and only one wooden building was left to live in. Ye Tianlong asked the gods to move all of them into the simple board room of the church.

First, it can strengthen the strength of Caoji Street and prevent the Orientals from making trouble again, and second, it can help the construction team to speed up the reconstruction of the church.

When he walked into the Jiang's restaurant, he saw Jiang Ziran and the others gathered in the lobby, and they all greeted him when he saw Ye Tianlong appear.

Jiang Ziran first whispered: "Tianlong--"

Ye Tianlong stretched out his hand and shook her palm, giving warmth and strength, and then asked the gods and them: "How is the situation?"

Han Qinhu shook his head first: "I didn't find them. The three houses only had blood from the fight, but they didn't see their cousin Bo."

The gods looked helpless: "I have scattered thousands of children looking for them, and there is no whereabouts of them for the time being."

Canshou took the topic: "With the help of Red Arrow, the oriole found some clues, but they are trying their best to follow them. It will take some time to lock them."

Lei Jiu pointed out a cough: "The movements of the Easterners are really neat and clean, so many of us moved out, but we haven't dug up their whereabouts."

Jiang Ziran's body trembled, and his face was a little pale: "Tianlong, cousin Bo, will they have been killed by the Easterners?"

Although the relationship between her and the three uncles is not very good, if the non-mother maintains the contact, the two sides have already cut off contact, but still do not want to hear the bad news.

And it was the bad news of being killed by the Orientals.

"They are still alive."

Ye Tianlong exhaled a long breath to relieve Jiang Ziran from worrying: "I went to find Xue Hu and saw Zhongye Daxiang."

"Although he did not admit that the three family members were in his hands, he invisibly admitted that he kidnapped."

"He also agreed to a bet with me. Tomorrow the gambling game, if I win, he will return to the three families, intact."

Ye Tianlong calmly told about the noon: "If I lose, he will also retrieve the three families, but he wants the magic sword gate to be disbanded and the whole site is given to the royal sword club."

Jiang Ziran's body was shocked, her pretty face was lightened: "Are they really alive?"

Ye Tianlong nodded seriously: "Really, you can see them tomorrow at the latest."

"God, I'm sorry, without discussing with you, I will bet on the magic knife."

Ye Tianlong looked at the gods with a trace of apology: "But don't worry, I will not let the magic swordsman matter."

The gods waved his hands hurriedly: "Ye Shao, don't say that, the re-emergence of the magic sword gate, and also climbed to the top, is all your credit."

"I can live to see that the Emperor Sword will be embarrassed. It is already a matter of death and no regrets. How can I blame you for betting on the magic sword?"

The **** has sincerity in his eyes: "And I have absolute confidence in you and Lao Lei, you will definitely win the battle tomorrow."

Lei Jiu coughed and smiled and squeezed out: "Don't worry, I will go all out, cough and cough."

After speaking, he coughed several times and his waist was about to bend down.

"Old Lei, you..."

Ye Tianlong wanted to ask aloud, Lei Jiu fingers waved his hand: "It's okay, I smoked a little when I was attacked by an orientalist, and I coughed a few times and it was all right."

Seeing his composure, Ye Tianlong nodded and did not ask more.

"Brother, you know that Nakano did it. He also indirectly admitted that he should be taken down directly and held in his hand for him to hand over."

Han Qinhu burst into a smile: "No matter how hard his mouth is, he will cut off his hands and feet, he will definitely hand over the three families."

Ye Tianlong smiled bitterly: "I also want to kidnap him and use the simplest and most rude way to save people, but this time it won't work. There is a big demon on the scene."

Han Qinhu was taken aback: "The big demon? You can't beat it?"

"Ahem, it's not that I can't beat it, it's almost a bit."

Ye Tianlong sighed: "The **** of death is here."

Han Qinhu was startled, and lost his voice in surprise: "What? Death is here?"

"Yes."

Ye Tianlong touched his head: "At that time dozens of bodyguards, a dozen orient masters, plus Nakano and the **** of death, you say, how do I fight..."

Han Qinhu said weakly, "It's not how to fight, it's a miracle that you can come back alive."

"The hostages are safe for the time being from the information they have."

Ye Tianlong always keeps an eye on things when he does things: "But Dongyang people never believe it all because they lose their minds from time to time."

"We can't completely hope for tomorrow's gambling battle. If we can, it would be best to rescue the three families before the gambling battle is over."

Ye Tianlong landed and said: "It can not only ensure their safety to the greatest extent, but it can also be an excuse for me to tear up the bet."

"We are now prepared with three hands, one is to actively prepare for the battle, the other is to work hard to find someone, and the third is to fight at any time."

He looked at Lei Jiuzhi: "Old Lei, take a good rest and prepare for the gambling battle tomorrow."

Lei Jiuzhi coughed: "Understood."

Ye Tianlong clapped Canshou again: "Canshou, you tell the oriole them, continue to search for the three families with all your strength."

Canshou also nodded: "I understand."

Ye Tianlong's voice sank: "Han captures the tiger, and the two hundred tiger divisions are fighting hard. If the Orientals fall behind, they will immediately encircle and suppress them, not leaving one."

Han Qinhu also nodded: "Understood."

Ye Tianlong said loudly again: "God, you and Sister Jiang guard the base camp, don't mess with Caoji Street and churches for them."

The gods and Jiang Ziran also responded: "Understand."

The instructions were sent one by one, and the gods and the others started to take action again. Lei Jiuzhi also took a bottle of pure water and returned to the room to recharge.

The night seemed calm but it passed nervously. The next morning, Ye Tianlong and the others woke up early.

The three families have yet to find a specific location, but the cardinals have passed the red arrow, locked them on a yacht and sailed to the open sea.

So the oriole rendezvous with Tianmo on the high seas and continue to search for the whereabouts of the three families.

Ye Tianlong believed that the oriole would give himself a satisfactory answer, so his attention shifted to the gambling battle at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Ziran prepared a hearty breakfast.

Ye Tianlong glanced at the table full of people, Han Qinhu and they were all there, but Lei Jiuzhi hadn't appeared yet, so he let Can Shou call someone.

"Oh no."

Canshou bit a bun and went over. Not long after he went upstairs, he rushed down like a whirlwind: "Lao Lei fainted."

Ye Tianlong and the others threw away the bowls and chopsticks in their hands and left the seats and rushed into Lei Jiuzhi's room.

In the field of vision, Lei Jiuzhi, wearing a formal suit, was lying on the ground, a smear of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his face was a bit dark.

"Old Lei, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Tianlong rushed forward very fast, and while moving Lei Jiuzhi to the bed, he checked his pulse, and then pulled off his shirt.

He found several bruises on his chest and abdomen, dark in color, and at first glance they were severely bruised, including a bullet hitting the armor.

Then Ye Tianlong discovered that he had a broken rib.

There is no doubt that Lei Jiuzhi suffered a lot of injuries in World War I yesterday, but he was mentally stressed at the time, so he didn't feel the problem for a while.

After buffering down last night, and taking another night's rest, the injury became apparent, but Lei Jiuzhi wanted to carry it by himself because he did not worry everyone.

Who knows, can't hold it.

At this moment, Lei Jiuzhi grunted, opened his eyes with difficulty, and then squeezed out: "I'm just low blood sugar, overworked, I'm fine."

"The pancreas broke!"

"Internal organs wrong!"

"Liver bruise!"

"Smoky lungs!"

"Broken ribs!"

Ye Tianlong solemnly reported Lei Jiuzhi's series of injuries: "Old Lei, you must go to the hospital for surgery immediately."