"Woo-"

Fifteen minutes later, more than a dozen ambulances roared in, dragging Wen Zitao and all the people to the hospital.

The restaurant called the police, and the police heard that the Wen family was seriously injured. Many people came in a swarm, all with guns.

The police officer leading the team wanted to make a difference and wanted to arrest Ye Tianlong to please the Wen family, but was stopped by Guan Li.

He began to refuse, until he knew that Ye Tianlong was the one who killed the king, he would accept the team and apologize without saying anything.

He also arranged for several police officers to warn Ye Tianlong to avoid other people who did not have eyesight to provoke Ye Tianlong.

Afterwards, he ran as far as he could.

So far, the diners who do not know the truth in the restaurant are full of curiosity and interest in Ye Tianlong.

They wondered what his identity was, so that they could seriously hurt Wen Shao and retreat.

Ye Tianlong didn't care about the interruption of these people either. He leisurely ate barbecue and drank beer with the Park brothers and sisters, and left for almost two hours.

After Ye Tianlong left, the restaurant manager wiped off his sweat and heaved a sigh of relief...

Late at night, Hancheng Smecta Hospital, intensive care unit, No. 6, Wen Zitao's recuperation place after surgery.

In the luxurious and spacious ward, there are a dozen black-clothed bodyguards, and among the bodyguards are a few glamorous beauties.

In the middle is a charming woman with a melon-seeded face, peach blossom eyes, and a body wrapped in a short skirt. She is charming and moving.

Under the dignified clothes, the beautiful curves that mature women have appeared, and a pair of gold glasses on the white cheeks, the temperament is elegant.

Wen Zitao's mother, Mrs. Wen, Jin Qiuliang.

It's just that at this moment, she didn't have the slightest intellect. On the contrary, she had an angry face and slapped Guan Li who was kneeling on the ground. She was murderous:

"Asshole thing! I asked you to protect Zitao, but you broke his hands. In charge of the secretary, is your brain flooded, or is it crazy?"

"If you don't give me an explanation tonight, you won't have to go out this door."

She glanced back at her son whose anesthetic hadn't receded, and then pointed her finger at Guan Li to threaten in public: "Say, what's the matter?"

The dignified young master of the Wen family was interrupted with both hands and was still his own confidant. This was a shame for Jin Qiuliang.

"I don't want to hurt the young master, but there was no way."

Guan Li rubbed his face, as indifferently as always: "If I keep dropping his hands, he is likely to be killed by the other party."

"Asshole, lie or draft?"

Mrs. Feng Yun snorted: "If you keep dropping his hands, Zitao will die? Do you believe this?"

"This is Nan Han, and Wen Zitao is from the Wen family."

"His father is the number one in the country, his mother is the number one quartermaster, and his uncle is the number one army.

"His grandfather is even a prestigious former deputy commander of the coalition forces. Zhao Dongfeng salutes when he sees him and calls the old chief."

"You said, who is the other party and dare to kill him?"

She was aggressive: "The An family who went to prison, or the rising Pu family?"

After Jin Qiuliang finished speaking, Guan Li whispered five words: "Taicheng, Ye Tianlong."

"Ye Tianlong, Taicheng?"

Mrs. Wen snorted subconsciously: "What Ye Tianlong, Ye Dilong, dare to be a foreigner..."

Guan Li added: "Ye Tianlong who killed the king!"

Mrs. Wen's mocking face was instantly frozen, and all her disdain turned into shock. It was shocking enough to just kill the four characters of Heavenly King. For a long time, she extruded:

"Who is going to fight Master Qiu? The one who interrupted Park Siyuan's hands and feet?"

Her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry: "The one that washed the Oriental Palace in blood?"

Guan Li whispered back: "That's right."

Mrs. Wen instantly recovered her calm, no more bluffing, and all her anger disappeared like a whale sucking water.

Then, she squeezed out a stern sentence: "Is it because he is Ye Tianlong, so he will do anything wrong?"

Guan Li exhaled a long breath: "Madam, Ye Tianlong is bloodthirsty and has no bottom line. Even the king would dare to kill, let alone Master Wen?"

"At that time, if I didn't interrupt their hands, Ye Tianlong would definitely kill them."

"I know it's so useless, but two hands are really nothing compared to the young master's life."

He whispered to Mrs. Wen: "There is an old saying in Huaxia, so you can leave the green hills, and don't worry about not having firewood."

Mrs. Wen's pretty face sank: "Aren't you opponents with so many people? Even if they are not opponents, wouldn't they be called reinforcements?"

"This is our territory."

A cold light flashed in her eyes: "How many people are there?"

Guan Li let out a long breath: "We were really not opponents at the time, and being tied together was not enough for Ye Tianlong to wreak havoc."

"Although we have countless reinforcements to call, if Thunder cannot kill Ye Tianlong, we will have to take revenge ten times a hundred times."

"Maybe he will bloodbath the literary family."

"The power of Dongyang Six Weifu is equal to five eighth-rank masters, and Ye Tianlong can do everything right."

He kindly reminded: "We don't have many cards, it's best not to face him head-on. It is rumored that he also broke through the 9th rank."

Mrs. Wen was angry: "What about Nine-Rank? Can Nine-Rank act recklessly?"

Guan Li responded honestly: "Nine-Pin can really act recklessly."

The probability of one billion talents producing a 9th grade, can it not be good?

"you--"

Mrs. Wen almost died of anger, and then suppressed the anger in her heart: "You take someone to protect Wen Shao, and you must not let him be hurt again."

"Otherwise I will never let you go again."

She said indifferently: "Also, give me a copy of Ye Tianlong's information."

Guan Li hurriedly lowered his head in response: "Understood."

"In addition, give a briefing about today's affairs, and then hand it to Secretary Jin to pass it on to Mr. Wen at the border."

Mrs. Wen issued another instruction coldly, and then turned and left the ward with several beauties:

"Go, go to the Jin's house and see the old man."

This night, the entire Hancheng staged more than two dozen similar games.

Seeing the broken hands of his nephew and the pride that no longer exists, the more than two dozen Nanhan families were furious, shouting for revenge.

But when they knew that they were offending Ye Tianlong, one after another died down, not only did not mention revenge, but also beat his nephew.

Almost brought disaster to the family.

Afterwards, the heads of more than twenty aristocratic families held a family meeting, instructing these nephews not to provoke Ye Tianlong, and even walk around when they saw it.

To this end, they also worked so hard to get a picture of Ye Tianlong, so that the family nephew must be familiar with Ye Tianlong three hundred and sixty degrees.

They treat Ye Tianlong as a demon, but they don't like it or not, but they have no strength to offend.

It was also on this night that Mrs. Wen, who came to Jin's house to meet the old man, received a call from Dongyang:

"Madam, this is the Minister of Defense, Taisho Yokota, and I want to cooperate with you..."