Chapter 497 Whose Killer?

"Brother, Xu Donglai is kneeling in the big banyan tree."

Half an hour later, when Ye Tianlong was eating boiled chicken rice while watching the city news, Dinosaur and Bailihua walked in, looked at each other and then whispered:

"We advised him a few times, but he just didn't go back. He was kicked a few times by the charter and didn't leave. He seemed to be kneeling for a long time."

Ye Tianlong bit into a chicken wing, then whizzed out the bones: "He likes to kneel, so let him kneel. If he gets tired, he will get out."

Bailihua hesitated for a moment: "Are you really not going to help him?"

"How can you help? He has a feast with me, so I will help the opponent and hold on when I'm full?"

Ye Tianlong shrugged his shoulders: "Besides, I am not familiar with the people in Badazhuang, and I don't have two billion. I can't do anything if I want to help."

Bailihua looked at Ye Tianlong with piercing eyes: "As long as you want to help, there should be a way to help him. I have confidence in you."

The dinosaur also nodded: "Big Brother will take action, and he will get rid of it whenever it comes."

Ye Tianlong couldn't laugh or cry, picked up a vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth, then took a few more meals:

"You two look at me too high. I told you that I really can't help Xu Donglai! Also, I'm a little puzzled. You probably don't have a good impression of him. Why are you talking about him?"

The dinosaur scratched his head: "I really don't have a good feeling for him, but I think he is a bit pitiful when he is kneeling."

"Xu Donglai does have many shortcomings. He is not a good person, but he is not a bad person in the absolute sense."

Bailihua's eyes softened invisibly: "He has always been arrogant, and he also values ​​face."

"If it weren't for the hurdles he couldn't go through this time, he wouldn't be so decadent, nor would he beg like this. I believe he is desperate."

"I have seen too much of his pride, so his downfall at the moment has some shocks in my heart. After all, he is also good to me."

Ye Tianlong looked at Bailihua with interest: "He treats you well?"

Bailihua nodded slightly: "When I was his bodyguard, he not only gave me a high salary, but also respected me."

"I didn't scream because I was a bodyguard, and didn't act lightly on me."

"He wanted me to deal with you. When I returned without success, he didn't reprimand too much. Even when I left him and came to Baishizhou, he didn't retaliate against me."

"For me personally, he is not thin to me, so he is in trouble now, and I want to help him as much as I can."

Bailihua greeted Ye Tianlong's gaze calmly: "I don't have one billion, so I can only persuade you to help him."

"Of course, this is just my idea. If you can help, you will be the leader. If you can't help, I won't say much."

Ye Tianlong retracted his gaze and fell on the TV again: "I'm sorry, I can't help."

The dinosaur and Bailihua looked at each other without saying anything, and got up to leave the room.

At this time, Ye Tianlong's cell phone rang, and he pressed the answer button, and Han Qinhu's voice came out: "Brother, the cardinals seem to be leaving the restaurant."

Then he added: "Observing these two days, no one else has contact with them."

"Going?"

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "You bring him back."

Han Qinhu nodded: "Understood."

When Han Qinhu hung up the phone, he saw Chang Yiwan's restaurant's back door open, and Chang Yiwan came out carrying the trash can calmly.

He dumped the **** at the **** spot at the end of the alley, and then banged the empty bucket heavily on the hard object, and the sound of banging was clearly transmitted in the night sky.

Afterwards, Chang carried an empty bucket and returned to the restaurant with a whistle.

More than ten seconds later, under the dim street light, a van approached quietly at the end of the alley. The door opened, quietly waiting for passengers to enter.

Han Qinhu took a cigarette in his mouth, did not light it, and muttered to himself: "It seems that it is really going to be transferred."

But thinking deeper, the crows are dead, and the danger of the oriole is naturally reduced by half.

Just as his thoughts were turning, the closed restaurant's back door quietly opened again, and seven ordinary-dressed men came out, looking vigilantly.

Han Qinhu found that the oriole was walking at the back and coughed from time to time. Obviously, the injury was not healed.

A group of six people slowly approached the van, looking at the open door, there was a touch of relief in their eyes, and they could finally catch their breath.

"Shoo, hoo, hoo--"

When the oriole and the others were more than ten meters away from the van, Han Qinhu, who was about to go out, suddenly stopped, his eyes became very sharp.

At almost the same moment, there was a slight breaking sound in the air.

Swing knife!

With extremely sharp ears, when Han Qinhu heard the movement, the oriole also slammed down a companion, and said, "Get down."

The downed companion looked blank: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Before the words were finished, a bright light flashed in front of him, and a companion who could not avoid screamed, shaking his body and fell to the ground.

There was a fatal wound on his neck, blood-stained whirling knife, and then circled and shot towards the van.

"flutter!"

The driver who drove couldn't react, and watched the sharp blade enter his chest, and a hood of blood burst out.

The oriole looked cold: "Be careful!"

"boom!"

Before the five men had surrounded the oriole for protection, one person turned out from the bottom of the van.

A man in leather clothes and leather pants looks like a non-mainstream, but his eyes are murderous but disturbing.

He seems to have been waiting for the opportunity for a long time, so the shot is very vicious.

With a wave of his hands, a blade of light flashed out of the sleeves again, and the sharp blades poured out like a river.

"Wow!"

The nine blades instantly dazzled everyone's eyes. In the next second, the two Oriole screamed and fell to the ground while clutching their throats.

It was too fast, too fast, too fast, so fast that they had just lifted the dagger, and the blade was dead.

In the next second, the man in leather pants jumped at the oriole.

"kill!"

Seeing that the man in leather pants was so fierce as breaking a bamboo, he killed three of his companions in a row, and the two oriole men roared and swung their swords as if they were dead.

The two of them are not weak, their daggers are even sharper, and the blades are combined into one.

The pupils of the man in leather pants locked the two oriole men who were leaping over.

He brazenly shot at the two of them, and the dim yellow light above his head seemed to freeze time and night, one up and down.

The man in leather pants was domineering in mid-air, and the two oriole men burst into bursts of shouts.

In the middle, a bright light lay across the middle, cutting apart the beautiful figures of both sides.

"when!"

The three knives collided with a harsh voice.

The two siskins fell to the ground like folded-winged birds, with admiration and horror reflected in their eyes, and then their heads died silently.

Killed by the knife.

The last man pulling the oriole back, his face sank, and while pulling the oriole behind him, he flashed a shot and wanted to shoot.

It's just that the trigger hasn't been pulled yet, but the blade flashes and blood splashes in his throat.

"what--"

The Oriole's men fell to the sky, eyes full of disbelief.

The alley soon came to king to king.

The man in leather pants was holding a whirling knife in his hand, looking coldly at the oriole who was not well injured.

The oriole coughed vigorously to clean up most of the exhaust gas. After sweeping over the seven dead men, his face was a little sad, but it quickly became cold.

He looked at the man in leather pants who was killing all quarters, his eyes were sharp: "Pideku, Filipino, professional killer, Filipino ranks second."

"Thirty-nine years old, gender, male, height is 1.70 meters, weight is 60 kilograms, good at Sanda, tracking and taekwondo."

"The best thing is the whirling knife. He performed the task sixty-five times, succeeded sixty-four times, and failed to make a single shot."

"I didn't take action because that person was so strong that you didn't dare to take action, and then fell silent for a year. I didn't expect to see you here tonight."

"Your shot fee starts at one million dollars, and there is no cap, even if you kill the most incompetent person, it costs one million."

"I am honored that I am worth more than one million dollars."

The oriole accurately told the origin of the opponent, a flash of surprise in the eyes of the man in leather pants, but quickly recovered his calm: "You, good."

"The crow is dead. At this time, I still think that I am dead. He must be the real murderer who killed the prince."

The oriole faintly said: "Go ahead, who wants my life? Let me die."

The man in leather pants calmly squeezed out: "Ye Tianlong..."