Mason's head fell to the ground, but before he died, his eyes were still blank and shocked.

His marksmanship is invincible, his bullets are flawless, and the entire England shoots the fastest. Why was he killed by Ye Tianlong's flying knife?

He didn't know how, at the beginning, the eighth-rank Ye Tianlong had a little red, and now he was a line away from the tenth-rank invincible.

The only difference is that in the past Fei Yihong had to sleep for three days to recover, restricting him to use it as a last resort.

But now, apart from taking away 20% of the strength, it didn't have much impact on the body, so Ye Tianlong was able to face it calmly.

"You killed Prince Mason?"

After a short silence, Ma Qingqing stood up first and looked at Ye Tianlong in horror.

And Windsor, Bilar, Castilla and others were also stiff and dumbfounded, and Mason staring at the ring could not believe it.

That's Prince Mason!

The future heirs of England are also the leaders of the European royal family. Their status and status are several levels higher than Buden.

But it was such a romantic figure who was shot and killed by Ye Tianlong and cut off his head unceremoniously in public. How rampant is this? What a shame!

Park Zhanjun muttered to himself: "It's my brother, I'm afraid I don't dare to do this, right?"

General Ugo was also dry-mouthed, and the smile he had used to strategize had long since dissipated, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He originally hoped that as soon as it came out today, Mason would be able to transport the Expedition with less money, and at the same time show the world the style of the Prince of England.

In this way, Prince Mason and others will praise Uzbekistan and indirectly give Uzbekistan a more relaxed environment in Europe.

Who knows, Ye Tianlong, a **** man, came out to kill the Quartet, not only stealing the Expedition, but also preventing him from confessing to the British royal family.

"You dare to kill the Prince of England, I will kill you, I will kill you."

At this time, seven or eight British bodyguards roared: "Kill!"

Buden and Louis and their cronies also yelled: "Kill him and give revenge to the prince, revenge!"

Windsor also teased again and again: "Kill, kill, kill him!"

All Westerners lost their minds. Prince Mason and the others were dead. They would have to suffer the thunder anger when they returned, and they would even be punished by exploding their heads.

Therefore, they wanted to slash Ye Tianlong a thousand swords to vent their anger.

More than 70 people flashed their weapons and rushed up, and in a blink of an eye they were on the ring. This time, they did not care about the obstacles of Uzbek soldiers.

Park Zhanjun wondered if he wanted to help, but was stopped by the wealthy outsiders by gently shaking his head: "Don't worry, Ye Shaobai will calm them down."

After that, he picked up the phone and sent a few text messages, and retreated to Ye Tianlong's whole body.

At this moment, the ring was full of many burly men with various weapons in their hands, roaring and charging at Ye Tianlong: "Vengeance for the prince."

"moron!"

Ye Tianlong snorted, then grabbed an axe, and slashed at the front.

One person screamed and flew out.

Blood on the floor.

"First!"

The melee began.

One side wanted to avenge Mason and the others in hysterics, and the other side wanted to kill the chickens to deter the whole situation, so the knives and swords in the ring, the blood was flying.

"boom!"

In the unconcealable shock of Ma Qingqing and the others, Ye Tianlong kicked one person seven or eight meters, and then another volley kick.

The two fell out of the ring like winter melon.

Then Ye Tianlong rushed into the crowd and swung his axe. The axe gleamed vertically and horizontally, like a tornado whistling, raging at the nearby enemies.

The screams and panic sounds soon became the main melody of the ring.

The scene was as chaotic as it was, and no one had expected it. The surrounding prey was fierce and outrageous, and the besiegers fell one after another.

In less than three minutes, more than 60 people lay in the ring.

"A bunch of ants!"

Ye Tianlong, with a sneer on his face, didn't stop there. He moved his whole body and ran into the remnant enemy.

The four people in front were immediately knocked out by him, and over a dozen people in the back like shells.

Then Ye Tianlong took the knife and fell, and the blood shot, all the enemies around him were chopped out by him.

"when!"

The axe stretched forward, holding the four cleaver sabers, Ye Tianlong shook his wrist and waved.

The four screamed and fell into the ring!

Imposing like a rainbow!

"flutter!"

Ye Tianlong backhanded with an axe, slashing a sneak attack enemy.

"seventy-nine!"

"boom!"

At this moment, a gunshot sounded and a bullet hit Ye Tianlong's head.

Ye Tianlong turned sideways slightly, avoiding the bullet coming over, and at the same time raising his right hand, the axe flew out.

"flutter!"

The axe cut into the body of Princess Windsor who was holding the cold spear. She looked at the blood flowing down her body and the gun that could no longer be pulled.

Head down.

"eighty!"

In Ye Tianlong's indifferent count, Princess Bilar was so angry that she abolished one of her legs, grabbed a pair of spears, and shot Ye Tianlong mercilessly.

"Boom boom!"

The bullets poured out like rain to Ye Tianlong.

It's just that Ye Tianlong was already prepared, holding a corpse in his hand and blocking it, and stopped the bullets.

In the next second, his left hand slammed, and a bullet shot out and hit Bilar's forehead.

"Crack!"

Bilar's head shook, and there was a blood hole on her forehead, and her anger and killing intent disappeared. She looked at Ye Tianlong in shock, and then fell straight to the ground.

The two guns also fell to the ground.

"eighty-one!"

Crazy, crazy!

Miranda's cold and beautiful face was full of shock.

The Asians, Harman and others who had not joined the battle, looked at the **** scene, and looked at the nearly dead Western circle, all shouting.

Ye Tianlong is a madman, a madman through and through.

It is not that they have never killed people, nor have they never seen a big scene. Many of them have experienced wars, but they are still shocked by the killing before them.

In addition to the power of Ye Tianlong that shocked them, there was also Ye Tianlong that made them feel emotional regardless of whether it was Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong is going to be an enemy of Uzbekistan and the whole of Europe, which is equivalent to being an enemy of the world.

After the death of Princess Bilar, the western circle was left without a leader, and there were only a dozen people left, all Castilla and Hupengou friends.

Not only did they not rush to avenge Windsor and others, but they also hid in the corner shivering.

Ye Tianlong's powerful and ruthless methods completely scared them, for fear that he would also move his head.

But Ma Shuangdao was still sitting steadily, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Asshole!"

Seeing Princess Bilar and they all died, General Ugo was completely furious, feeling that Ye Tianlong was too lawless and too slapped.

He shouted to his cronies: "I want to leave, I want to report today's incident to the military."

"I will be back in an hour. I hope that when I come back, I won't see that Dongfang boy again."

General Ugo clenched his fists slightly: "Do you understand what I mean?"

He wants Ye Tianlong to die.

The cronies held their heads high: "Understood."

"Wow!"

At this moment, Ye Tianlong flicked the corpse and slipped. He immediately walked from the ring to the seat, peeked with both hands, and grabbed the double spear that Bilar had dropped.

The body rolled, knocked over five Uzbek soldiers, and then lightly stretched his left hand.

The palm rested on General Ugo's shoulder.

General Hugo, who had just put down his tea and left his seat, immediately stopped all actions.

The power of the palm of his hand made him intolerable.

"General Ugo, you must have a beginning and an end in your work."

Ye Tianlong's voice is very soft and peaceful, but with a touch of glacial chill:

"You start the game, do you want to end it?"