Chapter 988: Ye Tianlong Is Here

An hour later, the gate of the 13th League was heavily guarded.

This is a small building with six floors. Each time there are 20 rooms and two meeting rooms, which can accommodate 500 people.

There are two open roads in front of Tangkou, which can be seen by any personnel and vehicles at a glance. Behind Tangkou is a large green grassland.

This building was once owned by the Municipal Architecture Institute, but it was bought by the 13th League after it moved out. Zhao Sibao liked this environment, so he used it as a hallway.

At this moment, Zhao Sibao, who changed into a Tang suit, was leaning on the sofa on the first floor, looking at the grass outside the floor-to-ceiling glass and the guards walking.

One morning, after being attacked twice in a row, all of Zhao Dabao's men were very angry, very angry, digging three feet to track down the black tiger, white shark and Tianmo.

"Oh shit!"

Looking at the nearly a hundred pieces of iron sand dug out from the car body, Zhao Sibao's eyes stopped, and the calmness he had just recovered was swept clean in an instant.

The expression on his face is extremely complex and embarrassing, anger and murderousness are constantly intertwined, his hands are clenched into fists, and he is shaking slightly.

"Snapped!"

With a loud noise, Zhao Sibao still did not bear the anger, and smashed the thick glass coffee table with one palm.

This coffee table was about 30,000 yuan, but Zhao Sibao still smashed it, showing that the anger was too great.

Seeing this situation, several servants and Yigan's subordinates immediately lowered their heads and fell silent.

Zhao Sibao rubbed his aching palm, looked at his trembling hand again, sighed, and waved his big hand: "Let Feng Jiutian come in."

Feng Jiutian, who was set up outside, walked in quickly. She was good at observing words and expressions and caught Zhao Sibao's still trembling shoulders.

He knew that the fourth master was in anger and his mood had not yet calmed down, so he also closed his mouth and dared not speak casually.

Zhao Sibao began to walk slowly, and if he had unresolved troubles and pains in his heart, he would stand up and walk in the hall.

Feng Jiutian was his confidant general, knowing that Si Ye didn't want to be disturbed, and he didn't want anyone to influence his decision and judgment.

More than a dozen elite of the 13th League did not dare to speak, but stood on both sides like a stone, quietly waiting for Zhao Sibao's instructions.

"call--"

Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Sibao finally let out a long sigh, calmed down a bit, and sat on the sofa to pick up a few pieces of iron sand.

He suddenly felt that he didn't need to be so angry. This was because he couldn't get along with him. Thinking of this, he laughed again and said lightly:

"You said, black tiger, white shark, and mask assassin, are they all in one group?"

Zhao Sibao threw out a piece of iron sand and fell into Feng Jiutian's hands: "The black tiger and the white shark were treated with medicine that night, and the sixty man was chasing it down."

"They were bound to die, but in the end, they were run away by the two, but the brothers who were hunting down, the whole army was wiped out."

He asked: "Is it possible for the two of them to be rescued by the assassin?"

Feng Jiutian was holding iron sand in his hand, feeling a bit cold at his fingertips, as if holding a block of ice, Zhao Sibao was staring at her, waiting for her to express his opinion.

Feng Jiutian settled down, saying word by word: "The black tiger and the white shark should not be able to control the assassin."

"The assassin can control two people, but in that case, the black tiger and the white shark should be the first to kill, and the assassin will take the last shot."

Zhao Sibao nodded: "It makes sense."

Feng Jiutian's pretty face hesitated for a moment: "If they are really a group, there is only one possibility. There is a master among the three."

"I'm very angry, very angry."

Zhao Sibao faintly said: "However, this will fall into the trap of the opponent. Because of anger and anger, you will lose your regular judgment."

Feng Jiutian nodded approvingly: "Four Lords are wise!"

More than a dozen elites also secretly praised, the eldest brother is the eldest brother, it is rare to be able to stay sensible at this time.

"Ding--"

At this moment, Zhao Sibao's phone rang and answered, and the anxious voice of a yellow-haired man came from Zhao Sibao's ear: "Siye, it's not good."

Zhao Sibao's voice sank: "What is it? The sky has fallen? What's wrong."

The yellow-haired man hurriedly responded: "I just got news that Ye Tianlong was released on bail in the morning."

Zhao Sibao's expression sank: "Who was released on bail? Ye Tianlong hurt people in public, who gave him the right to bail? Are the police brains flooded?"

The yellow-haired man trembled, "I don't know!"

"It seems to be the chief's intention. He left before 6 o'clock in the morning, and his confession was also sealed. It seems that Ye Tianlong is a bit difficult."

He whispered: "I even suspect that the attack in the morning is related to him."

He personally met Ye Tianlong at the birthday banquet, so he knew how powerful the latter was. Ruben thought he was locked up and the attack in the morning had nothing to do with him.

Now that he got the news that Ye Tianlong was released on bail, the yellow-haired man had to guess that the start of Zhao Sibao was Ye Tianlong's revenge.

"Not a simple ball!"

Zhao Sibao yelled: "Whoever stabbed my son, whoever wants my life, I will kill him."

After Zhao Sibao hung up, Feng Jiutian asked: "Siye, what's the matter?"

Zhao Sibao left his phone on the table: "Ye Tianlong was released on bail this morning."

"Bailed? How is it possible?"

Feng Jiutian also looked surprised: "He hurts people in public, and his methods are harsh, the influence is bad, and the Thirteen League is involved. How can he be released on bail?"

"Is Director Bai's brain flooded? Let Ye Tianlong go!"

Then, she moved in her heart: "Four Lord, if Ye Tianlong had been released on bail long ago, wouldn't it be him who started you in the morning?"

The dozens of elites from the 13th League in the room were also surprised, and none of them seemed to have expected this result.

"It doesn't matter whether he is or not, the important thing is to kill him quickly."

A ray of light burst into Zhao Sibao's eyes: "He must never be allowed to escape from the capital."

"He smashed a lot of his wealth and obtained this bail, the purpose is to avoid us from attacking him in prison."

"Come out now, 100% is to escape quickly."

Zhao Sibao grinned: "Otherwise, we will react and chop it into meat sauce, and his bail money will be wasted."

Feng Jiutian nodded: "The Fourth Master is absolutely right."

Zhao Sibao turned around and faced the crowd: "Tell the brothers in each branch, as well as the friends on the road in Beijing, to besiege Ye Tianlong at any cost."

The elites of the thirteen leagues in the same room said: "Four masters don't worry, Ye Tianlong must be killed."

Fuck the guys one by one, ready to go out to find Ye Tianlong, let his blood wash away the shame of the Thirteen Leagues.

Zhao Sibao put on a cigar, murderously: "Today, I must die Ye Tianlong..."

Before the words fell, a guard of the Thirteen League ran in with a strange expression on his face: "Siye, Ye Tianlong, please!"

Zhao Sibao didn't react for a while: "What...what did you say?"

"Ye Tianlong came to visit..."