Chapter 390 I'm Going For A Massage

Zhao Wenguang sent a message to the Kong family, telling a group of criminals to hide on the rooftop of Qingshan Building.

Soon, Zhao Wenguang stopped percussive, gave Da Xiong one last command, hung up the phone, and looked at Xiaojian with a sneer:

"Xiaojian, if you are really not a traitor, this crystal is not a message transmitter. Then, if I send a message now, the Kong family will not rush over."

Xiao Jianguo was dry and wanted to speak, but couldn't say a word.

In fifteen minutes, on the screen of Zhao Wenguang's mobile phone, more than 30 people in black were clearly visible, armed with guns, surrounded the Qingshan Building, and then rushed in with training.

The person in charge from the outside was the woman in Tsing Yi. In her scolding, the gunman in black cleaned up all the way, murderous.

After no one was seen on the seventh floor, they rushed to the rooftops very quickly.

More than 20 people went up to the roof, looked around, locked the abandoned water room, there was a voice inside, and a group of people surrounded it.

Zhao Wenguang coldly issued an instruction: "Big Bear, do it!"

"boom!"

When the voice fell, there was a earth-shattering explosion on the screen, as well as a dazzling skyrocket. The big bear detonated the gas tank hidden on the sixth floor.

The seventh and sixth floors of the Qingshan Building were stepped on in an instant, and more than twenty black gunmen were all engulfed in the flames of broken bricks.

There are more ills than good luck.

The Tsing Yi woman and eight bodyguards were shocked, and they crawled back dozens of meters, screaming, roaring, and blazing. The scene was chaotic...

The light in Ye Tianlong's eyes jumped for a while, and he was returning to the years of killing and cutting iron and blood.

Zhao Wenguang looked at the picture and muttered to himself: "Brothers, this is a sacrifice for you. Soon, I will let Jiang Zihao and the others send it down."

Then he turned his gaze to Xiaojian: "Now, you can be convinced."

"Your trophy watch revealed our whereabouts and killed us twenty brothers."

"Now, I will use it to return it to the Kong Family Yicheng, which is considered a courtesy exchange."

Zhao Wenguang walked to Xiaojian: "You, do you have anything else to say?"

Seeing that the general situation was gone, Xiaojian could no longer quibble, so he immediately thumped and knelt down and begged: "Brother Wen, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I didn't mean it."

"With so many brothers dead, is it useful to say I was wrong?"

Zhao Wenguang looked murderous and looked at Xiaojian with disappointment: "How can you pay back the blood of twenty brothers?"

"No, not only this blood debt, but the last attack, I'm afraid it was also your ghost."

The two thugs were also very angry, staring at the small sword in front of them.

"Brother Wen, I really didn't mean it."

Xiaojian suddenly squatted his head: "It was Jiang Zihao threatening me. I can't help it — you look at my sister's sake, please spare me once."

Zhao Wenguang drew a knife with his backhand: "So many brothers die, you can't help it?"

"It's just for your sister's sake that I convinced you and made you happy."

A murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Otherwise, I will make you worse off than death."

"Brother Wen, forgive me-kill!"

Xiaojian cried bitterly and begged, but suddenly he screamed, and his body instantly jumped up, with a dagger in his left hand, straightening Ye Tianlong's throat.

No one thought that Xiaojian would be able to make a dying counterattack at this time, and he would attack Ye Tianlong to death.

Han Qinhu didn't move or even worried. In his eyes, Xiaojian was purely self-destructive.

The speed of the small sword can no longer be described in words.

When he stretched out his hand to cut Ye Tianlong, his eyes flashed sharply, and the corners of his mouth were slightly cocked. He saw the blade sharply cut off Ye Tianlong's throat. Is there any reason for him not to laugh?

How can you pull a backing, maybe you can get a hostage to take it out?

It was just when he thought that one blow would kill him, he found that Ye Tianlong's speed seemed to be a little faster.

"Hey!"

The dagger was cut into the air, and there was a whistling sound in the air. When he saw Ye Tianlong again, Ye Tianlong's hand was already stretched out.

The body suddenly drew near.

Xiaojian's expression suddenly changed, and the hollowed-out dagger in his hand was dragged back again, and the speed was not unpleasant.

But Ye Tianlong seemed to dodge faster, and when the blade was about to hit his face, he fell backward.

Then his right hand reached out just right and pinched Xiaojian's left hand.

Suddenly!

Click!

There was another crisp sound, Xiaojian's left hand was dislocated, and the piercing pain immediately made him scream, accompanied by big beads of sweat.

Xiaojian was paralyzed on the ground, the pain drained his energy, and he could no longer fight against Ye Tianlong.

The original ferocious eyes became completely horrified and flustered, seeing Ye Tianlong staring at him, hurriedly dragging his injured leg to the side.

The six companions took two steps forward, blocking his path indifferently and ruthlessly.

"Still against Brother Ye? You really disappointed me."

Zhao Wenguang walked to Xiaojian, picked up the dagger with his right hand, took a step forward, and swept the latter's neck, hating that iron cannot make steel.

"no no--"

Xiaojian yelled subconsciously: "Brother Wen, you can't do this."

He tried his best to avoid, but still couldn't avoid Zhao Wenguang's death.

Blood spurts out!

Xiaojian fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, and soon lost his breath.

"Brother Ye, thank you."

Seeing the flat-headed man falling in a pool of blood, Zhao Wenguang was not at all happy, on the contrary there was a trace of loneliness. This was a brother who had a good relationship with him and was entrusted by a woman.

Now that he died in his own hands, Zhao Wenguang felt a little sad.

But he quickly adjusted his emotions and raised a smile to Ye Tianlong and said with a smile: "If you weren't careful, not only would you not be able to find this traitor, but he would continue to betray my brother."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "It's a little effort."

The conversation changed: "Let's not stay here anymore, let's go, I will take you around inside, I will let people handle the hand tail here."

"This warehouse is fully functional, and there are also many secret rooms for women and children. You can use them for rest."

Zhao Wenguang looked grateful: "Thank you brother Ye."

Ye Tianlong quickly took them to the backyard, walked around the pit where the wolf dog was raised, and walked to the kitchen. Zhao Wenguang and the others saw food in half of the house.

Rice, cooking oil, canned food, purified water, everything.

"This is a stronghold for human traffickers. Every week, young women and children are transported away, so there is sufficient food and grass.

Ye Tianlong opened a few refrigerators, and there were a lot of refrigerated food in them: "There are also medicines in the next room."

"You guys avoid it here first."

He looked at Zhao Wenguang and the others: "When the wind is quiet, make plans."

He did not forget the exhortation: "Just don't think about revenge for the time being, it will mess up your heart, once your heart is upset, you will get half the result with half the effort."

"Don't worry, Brother Ye, I'll be patient."

Zhao Wenguang sighed: "Not only did we not save people today, but so many brothers died. I can no longer face them."

"If I recklessly bury myself and cannot avenge them, I will be even more sorry to them, so I will cheer up and live well so that I can get revenge."

Ye Tianlong did not speak, but patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay if you figure it out. You have to rest first and I'm leaving."

Zhao Wenguang smiled: "Don't stay for two drinks?"

"No!"

Ye Tianlong thought of Wu Lingshuang, and his smile broke down: "I'm going back for a massage."

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