After leaving Han Qinhu to deal with Xue Hu and the others, Ye Tianlong did not return to Caoji Street, but went to the Australian Cemetery.

He was familiar with the road through several trails, and then walked towards Liu Xiaoxiao's cemetery. Just after turning a corner, he saw Mo Feihua in black.

"Officer Mo, good morning."

Ye Tianlong walked over and stood beside Mo Feihua: "Thank you for your text message, let us escape."

"You have helped me so much. It is normal for me to send you a warning."

Mo Feihua pushed her sunglasses lightly, covering her emotions: "But my ability is limited, and I can't help you other than whistleblowing."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "This is enough, so that Shendaomen and Caoji Street can be preserved."

"After all, the Australian city is still dominated by the Feng family, Feng Batian is equal to Du Yuesheng, half a century of majesty is laid there, and there are a bunch of disciples and grandchildren."

Mo Feihua's face showed a hint of apology: "He wants to suppress you, no one in Australia can stop him."

"I can't stop it, neither can Madam Feng."

"If I am you, you must avoid Feng Rui first, and then find a chance to come back later."

"Feng Batian's body is dysfunctional, and he may hang up at any time. If he hangs up, all his suppression of you will slowly dissipate."

Mo Feihua took out a flyer: "You hide from him for three or five months, it's far better than you tear him up."

Obviously, she had also read those big-character posters about Feng Batian's dirty affairs.

"For Feng Batian, who is dying to the west, his name is more important than anything else. If you poke his heart like this, he will definitely go crazy."

Mo Feihua reminded Ye Tianlong: "He is likely to lose his mind and avenge you."

"I have been merciful."

Ye Tianlong took the leaflet with the fragrance of ink, and looked at the above graphic content with a smile:

"Otherwise, if you throw Gongsun Zan's video out, I'm afraid that Feng Batian will be pointed out by a thousand men, and Feng's family will also be disgraced."

"Now it's just to let everyone gossip about him and use his authority. It has already given him a lot of face."

Ye Tianlong shook the paper in his hand: "If these can make him angry, that would be a great thing."

Mo Feihua's voice was as cold as ever: "You have many ways to shake his authority. The way of writing paper is too radical and too vicious."

"I also want to be gentle."

Ye Tianlong showed an innocent look: "However, the media and the Internet are controlled by Feng's family, external information is filtered, and forums are also deleted 24/7."

"I wanted to make a sound of justice, but in the end there was no way to make it. I could only use the most primitive way."

Ye Tianlong was very depressed: "You don't know, several machines are broken when printing flyers."

There was a joking across Mo Feihua's face: "What do you mean by no means? You did it intentionally. Do you think I don't know what you think?"

"One post on the poster and the single publication of publicity, Feng Batian is in a dilemma."

"Feng Batian won't confiscate it. The leaflets are everywhere, and soon the city will be full of storms and scandals will spread throughout Australia."

"Feng Batian confiscated it, and it will make life prying. The more you ban, the more you watch it, and it will make people subconsciously believe that the content is true."

Mo Feihua unceremoniously pierced Ye Tianlong's thoughts: "Otherwise, Feng Batian, who is upright, has a guilty conscience and confiscated what?"

"You, murder is invisible, and your heart is punishable."

Mo Feihua made an evaluation of Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong touched his head and smiled: "Officer Mo is Officer Mo, and I can't hide anything from you."

"Yes, I used the posters and leaflets specially, just to give Feng Ba Tianlong a heavy blow, let him know that I am not easy to provoke."

He was very upset: "He attacked Caoji Street and Shendaomen yesterday. Although there was no substantial harm, he also lost tens of millions indirectly."

Mo Fei's pretty face hesitated, and then asked Ye Tianlong: "What are you going to do next?"

"An hour ago, I found the hiding place of Xue Hu and Zhongye Daxiang, and then killed them silently."

Ye Tianlong didn't conceal his plan: "Tomorrow, I will be in the Phoenix Club and ask Feng Batian to give me justice in public."

"What? You killed Xue Hu and the others?"

Mo Feihua was full of shock: "Feng Batian will make a judgment tomorrow. You kill Xue Hu and the others at this time. This is completely provoking his bottom line."

Ye Tianlong was noncommittal: "He is aiming at me now, what judgment can he make tomorrow? It must be to protect Xue Hu and Zhongye Daxiang."

"Furthermore, Xue Hu and the others lost to me. They are fair to the gambling process. There is no need for Feng Batian to intervene."

He expressed a sense of confidence: "You don't need to worry, I can deal with him."

"Asshole, you are too reckless."

Although he knew Ye Tianlong's decisive methods, Mo Feihua didn't expect that he killed Xue Hu and Zhongye, making things more complicated.

"You will definitely make Feng Batian go crazy."

Mo Feihua almost kicked Ye Tianlong: "He really doesn't care about his death, what are you going to fight him against?"

She felt the mess was getting bigger and bigger.

"Don't worry, as long as the truth is on my side, I won't be afraid of Feng Batian."

Ye Tianlong showed self-confidence: "I won't care about all the other means except he will vote for me to be blacklisted tomorrow."

The corner of Mo Feihua's mouth moved a bit, and he wanted to say something but was finally silent. Everyone had already been killed, and it would not help to scold Ye Tianlong for recklessness.

The most urgent task is to bear Feng Batian's wrath...

Thinking of tomorrow's vote, Mo Feihua could expect to fall back on one side. Perhaps she had limited efforts, but she decided to help Ye Tianlong with all her strength.

It doesn't matter whether it works, what matters is that she hopes Ye Tianlong knows that she supports him and is grateful to him.

"Ding--"

At this moment, Mo Feihua's phone vibrated slightly, she took it out and glanced, her pretty face couldn't stop changing.

Afterwards, she looked at Ye Tianlong and said, "Feng Batian found his nephew, Feng Xifeng, the director of the Special Affairs Department, you must be careful."

"Feng Xifeng is a ruthless character, and he has no bottom line in doing things. He is one of the few trusted people in Feng Batian."

Ye Tianlong smiled and asked, "Is this special department very powerful?"

Mo Feihua explained: "The department that specializes in special situations has first-class equipment, first-class manpower, first-class quality, and first-class power."

Ye Tianlong's eyes became playful: "Can you cut first and then play?"

Mo Feihua nodded: "Yes, they were originally a privileged department, doing things that other officials cannot do."

"For example, severe torture is absolutely not allowed in the police, but it is acquiesced in the Special Affairs Department."

Then she sighed faintly: "Feng Batian is obviously annoyed by your flyers, and is going to make you a big caterpillar."

"He wants to fight, then fight."