Chapter 881

At nine o'clock in the morning, with a slanting wind and drizzle, a train convoy headed to Guiyin Temple ten kilometers away. The streamlined car body kept sliding down crystal drops of water.

There is a hint of cold in the world.

"Tianlong, apart from these two wounds, do you have any other injuries?"

In the luxury RV in the middle, De Mingzi regained his appearance as a little girl again, kneeling halfway in front of Ye Tianlong, bandaging his wounds.

One of Ye Tianlong's arms and shoulders was dripping with a trace of red blood. It was the wound drawn by Madam Dai's long sword. It was not deep, but he saw blood.

De Mingzi used the medicine and gauze from the first aid kit to disinfect Ye Tianlong's wound carefully and bandaged him carefully. His eyes were full of pity.

Although he was a little frantic when disinfecting the wound, the dressing was still in place. Ye Tianlong knew that Dai Mingzi had practiced first aid to stop bleeding.

There was a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes. This girl really grew up, and she has learned a lot of things these days.

"No."

Ye Tianlong twisted his neck, then stretched out his hand to caress the woman's pretty face: "I barely made any moves, so I didn't get any injuries."

He killed Liuchuan Weiyang with a single knife, and no one could stop him from entering the Broken Bridge Garden. Mrs. Dai was also crushed and beaten by him, so there were few injuries.

Of course, his internal injury is not small, but he can handle it.

While talking, Ye Tianlong also glanced at the person in the passenger seat, a young man with a flat head closed his eyes and rested, and he felt a little familiar.

Afterwards, he patted his head and remembered that it was Han Xiaolong who had seen him at Cuihu Villa last time. If he hadn't run fast, he would have blocked him.

But at this moment, Han Xiaolong didn't look at him. He just leaned back on the seat to rest, looking like a sleeping wolf, bounced at any time to bite.

Ye Tianlong thought of the third uncle who handled the scene again, and couldn't help feeling that there are many masters around Dai Hulang.

"If you don't have it, if you have, I will take you to the hospital for a good treatment. I don't want you to leave any sequelae."

De Mingzi didn't notice Ye Tianlong looking at him, but just held his hand and said, "Otherwise, who will play with me in the future?"

"The woman should also be thankful that she didn't hurt you, or I would just kill her."

Ye Tianlong didn't accidentally take De Mingzi's tone. Judging from the situation of his third uncle and the others, De Mingzi really took the Shangfang sword.

As long as Mrs. Dai is dissatisfied or does not admit defeat, Ninety-nine percent of Broken Bridge Garden will be bloody, and Mrs. Dai is afraid that she will also die.

He vaguely guessed that Dai Hulang must be in control of the overall situation in secret, otherwise he would not react so quickly, and could not help secretly calling out that they were all old foxes.

However, he caught one detail of Han Xiaolong, that is, when Dai Mingzi said that Mrs. Dai was killed, the corners of Han Xiaolong's mouth that was resting moved a little.

A touch of fierce murder is fleeting, although it is short, but it has flowed.

Ye Tianlong's eyelids twitched, not knowing how Han Xiaolong would react this way, he glanced at Han Xiaolong and then quickly turned his gaze back.

"Akiko, I didn't think you were really Dai Hulang's daughter."

Ye Tianlong changed into clean clothes, the kind of gray clothes Sanshu and the others wore. He leaned on the sofa to relax his body: "An accident."

"What's so unexpected about this?"

De Mingzi glanced at Ye Tianlong and pursed his small mouth: "I seem to have told you earlier that my father is Dai Hulang, but you don't believe it."

"Tianlong, my dad is outside, isn't his reputation terrible? In fact, he is very good and not fierce at all."

She said weakly: "If you don't believe me, you will know if he is very kind after you see him."

"No, I didn't say he was fierce."

Ye Tianlong stretched out his hand and squeezed De Mingzi's chin: "Don't think too much."

He believes that Dai Hulang is not a vicious person like the crow, but it is absolutely impossible to be a good person. Which good person can sit in that position?

De Mingzi blinked his beautiful eyes and nodded holding Ye Tianlong's hand: "Okay, I don't think too much, and you don't think too much."

Then, she hesitantly added: "You are the supercar leader now, does Lan Xiaomo's vixen often pester you?"

"No, I met her twice. The last time I went to Cuihu Villa with them to help Liu Yongkang's group challenge Lin Shaoqing."

Ye Tianlong coughed: "Then I didn't contact Lan Xiaomo anymore. I never regarded myself as the chairman of the board. I just put a name on it."

De Mingzi reached out and poked Ye Tianlong's head: "No, you will be the president. I don't want you to have too much contact with Lan Xiaomo."

"But you have to stay in the Mingjiang supercar. With your big Buddha, no one dares to bully the supercar and can develop well."

She pursed her small mouth: "Promise me that you want to stay in the supercar. I don't want it to fall apart. How to say it is my original effort."

Ye Tianlong looked at the pretty face close at hand, stretched out his hand and squeezed and smiled: "Okay, I promise you."

Anyway, the physical activity of drag racing, the opportunity to personally shoot less than once a year, Ye Tianlong doesn't mind mixing up a few more membership fees.

De Mingzi quickly added: "Also, you are not allowed to hook up with Lan Xiaomo."

Ye Tianlong thought of the coquettish little bitch: "Don't worry, I will never hook up with her, just like her, a green apple, how to eat it?"

De Mingzi directly gave Ye Tianlong a chestnut: "You can eat it when it's cooked, right? Am I a green apple or a red apple?"

Ye Tianlong rubbed his head, then put his arms around the girl and smiled: "You are my little apple..."

De Mingzi blushed pretty face, naturally knowing what the second half of the sentence was, his little mouth turned up, and he hummed sweetly, "You count your acquaintance."

In order to avoid another dispute, Ye Tianlong quickly changed the subject and asked: "By the way, what did uncle see me doing?"

Demingzi faintly replied: "He already knows about me and you, about Qiu Mingshan, and about you and Shangguan."

"He is very interested in you and wants to say thank you in person, you saved his beautiful and lovely baby girl."

In front of Ye Tianlong, De Mingzi showed the gentleness that belongs only to him: "So I asked me to meet you in the past."

Ye Tianlong suddenly realized, and then a little embarrassed: "It seems that I met my uncle for the first time, should I buy something according to etiquette?"

"Empty hands, not so good?"

Demingzi snorted when he heard the words: "You look so awkward and funny, you look like the son-in-law who came to the door for the first time."

"There is no need to buy things, there is nothing short of home, and it is a waste to buy them."

She held Ye Tianlong's hand tightly: "Besides, you have given him two generous gifts, one for my life, one for the accident in Broken Bridge Garden."

Ye Tianlong is very stubborn: "No, I always have to buy something."

How can I say that Dai Hulang is also Dai Mingzi's father, maybe it is still the future old man, what is it like to come home with nothing?

So, he waved his hand to stop the car, got out of the car and went to the nearby supermarket to buy a box of walnut milk for the middle-aged and elderly people, 36 yuan.

Demingzi fell into the seat with a smile.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped on a deep road. Then, Dai Mingzi pulled Ye Tianlong out of the RV and walked to a temple at the end.

Ye Tianlong just walked a few steps, and immediately patted his head: "Oh, my gift—"

"I'll take it for you."

Han Xiaolong, who has been silent all the time, said faintly: "Mr. Dai has been waiting for you for a long time. Please go and see him first. I will help you get a gift."

After speaking, he pushed his sunglasses and turned around and returned to the RV to get the box of walnut milk.

Looking at his upright back, Ye Tianlong cried thoughtfully, "Thank you."

He always had an indescribable emotion towards this Han Xiaolong.

At the same time, Han Xiaolong, who opened the car door, reached out and picked up the box of walnut milk, humming softly with the sound squeezed between his teeth:

"Do not live by yourself!"