Chapter 985

At 6:30 in the morning, the eighteenth floor of the inpatient department of the Beijing Bo'ai Hospital, the atmosphere is heavy and guarded.

Zhao Dafei, who had undergone the operation, lived here to recuperate. The entire 18th floor was covered by the 13 Leagues, and the corridors and exits were all black bodyguards.

At least forty people guarded the eighteenth floor, with weapons in their waists, walkie-talkies in their hands, and monitors above their heads.

Zhao Sibao has ordered that Zhao Dafei should not be harmed again, so the Thirteen League dispatched elites to protect his safety.

"flutter!"

At seven o'clock, the observation room where Zhao Dafei was located opened the door, and walked out a group of men and women in glamorous dresses, all with solemn expressions and a touch of anger.

These are the backbone of the Thirteen Leagues, who have seen Zhao Dafei's tragic situation and the cruelty of thirteen stab wounds, and are deeply angry with Ye Tianlong.

Then, with deep fear, they walked into an empty ward under the leadership of the yellow-haired man.

There was a person standing by the window of the ward.

At 1.7 meters tall, he doesn't seem to be too tall, but he has a very good body and well-developed muscles.

A face is very thin, long and sharp, with long shawl hair and beard, and a cigar, a bit of a revolutionary Che Guevara.

It looks good, but he wears ordinary clothes, casual clothes, and street goods, which add up to two hundred yuan up and down, and he looks at the style for a while.

It is Zhao Sibao, the king of the underworld in Beijing, who is called the "Four Lord" by the people of the world.

When Zhao Sibao is in a good mood, he often smiles kindly, pats your shoulder happily, and tells you something happy.

But when he is angry, he will become another person, a terrifying person.

His smiling face, which is always full of red light, suddenly becomes like a tiger robbed of a spouse, and the light of wild beasts shines in his eyes.

Standing by the window, he seemed to have become a beast at this moment, and would grab anyone who offended him at any time, tear it to pieces, and swallow it again.

Now is the time for him to be angry.

The yellow-haired guys walked in, and they all stood by the door with their heads down. They seemed to have become lambs who killed and set fire, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Four Lord, they have finished reading..."

I don't know how long the silence lasted. The yellow-haired man finally broke the dignified atmosphere and squeezed out with difficulty: "Everyone will remember this shame."

"Snapped!"

Before the words were finished, there was a flower in front of everyone, and then heard a crisp sound, the yellow-haired man fell off and flew out, still vomiting blood in his mouth.

"If it wasn't for your incompetence, how could the Thirteen League have today's shame?"

Si Ye did not know when he stood in the position of the yellow-haired man, and his throat roared like an angry lion:

"Dozens of people, watched Da Fei being stabbed, or thirteen dollars. I just have dozens of dogs, and they are probably better than you."

Having said that, he stepped forward and kicked the yellow-haired man again, causing the latter to spout several mouthfuls of blood, shocking the rest of the people even more quietly.

The yellow-haired man didn't argue, he hurriedly got up and knelt after he fell: "The fourth master is my fault and my incompetence. I must kill him."

"Sir, don't be angry, your health is not good, you must not be angry."

The yellow-haired man has followed Zhao Sibao for many years, so he knew his temperament early, and if he did something wrong, he could beat and scold him again, which meant that the Fourth Master forgave him.

If you don't say a word, you won't be your own anymore and wait to be the cannon fodder of the 13th League.

"It's good to know that I can't be angry, one by one, waste and useless."

Zhao Sibao looked like he hated iron but not steel: "If I have something to delay, you will turn the birthday banquet into a joke."

The yellow-haired men bowed their heads together: "Four Lord, I'm sorry."

Zhao Sibao kicked the yellow-haired man again, and then yelled: "I'm sorry it's useful. Why do you want the police? Is the killing order issued?"

"The killing order has been issued, and the entire underworld in Beijing will attack Ye Tianlong and Nangongxiong with all their strength."

"Dozens of brothers have entered the prison. As long as Ye Tianlong is taken in, he will not be able to come out alive."

The yellow-haired man touched the **** channel at the corner of his mouth: "I will also take my brothers to investigate his relatives and friends thoroughly, one of them will kill one, and give Zhao Shao a sigh of foul."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Sibao exhaled a long breath, slowly raised his head, took out a cigar, dipped it, but did not light it, and sneered:

"Send the sickle team out. Before twelve o'clock tonight, you must raise his head to feed the dog."

Then, he patted the cheap clothes on his body again, and flicked a trace of blood from the yellow-haired man.

Unlike other rich and powerful people, Zhao Sibao seldom wears luxurious clothes except at the party.

In his words, now that he is used to enjoying himself, one day he will fall from the sky to the abyss, and he will no longer be able to adapt to the poor days.

"Four masters don't worry!"

The yellow-haired man straightened his back slightly and replied word by word: "As long as he is still in the capital, he will never live tomorrow."

"Last night we suffered a big loss because Shao Shao was indifferent to the enemy. We cast a rat, but that kid was really cunning, and even Old Sun took him a secret loss."

Zhao Sibao narrowed his eyes slightly, like a fierce eagle overlooking the common people, with a cold-blooded sharp: "Send Lao Sun too."

"Whenever he falls, he will get up from wherever he goes, otherwise he will be sorry for the 8 million of the Thirteen League and the Sun family for many years of cultivation."

The yellow-haired man nodded: "Understood."

At this time, a woman in black took a step forward, hesitated for a while, and finally squeezed out:

"Si Ye, that kid has a close relationship with Nangongxiong, and he dared to break into the birthday banquet in public, and stabbed Zhao Shao in front of hundreds of people. He was arrogant and outrageous."

"The most suspicious thing is that Kong Shao, who has always blasted the sky, this time shouted something to rule the country by law."

She exhaled a long breath: "I feel that Ye Tianlong has some background, do we want to check his details..."

"What to check?"

Zhao Sibao's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the black-clothed woman fiercely: "Whoever stabs my son will kill me. I care about his origin?"

"There is no need to check, and there is no need to check, just remember that the blood debt is paid back."

Zhao Sibao showed the majesty of one party: "The sky is falling, I'm holding it up."

The woman in black did not persuade, but bowed her head in response: "Understood."

"Other people also gave me snacks. In addition to killing Ye Tianlong, they also dig out black tigers and white sharks."

Zhao Sibao lit his cigar with a bang: "You don't need to ask for instructions, you will kill when you meet!"

More than ten people responded in unison: "Yes!"

After seeing his son and reprimanding his subordinates, Zhao Sibao left the inpatient department with a group of people, ready to go back to the hall and have a good sleep.

As soon as the thirty-something person walked out of the back door, Zhao Sibao felt a wind on his head, and his years of **** battle experience made him roll out on the spot.

"boom!"

Just moved away from the original position, ah, a sad scream sounded, and one of his men fell to the ground with a broken head.

Beside him, there was a 1.5-meter oxygen cylinder rolling down, chichi spraying gas out.

Zhao Sibao's face changed drastically, and his body rolled again. At almost the same moment, the oxygen cylinder exploded with a ‘boom’.

Earth-shattering!

In the smoke and fire, Tianmo fell straight down from the third floor.