Chapter 173: Rich Members

Ye Tianlong really couldn't bear it. Holding tight to his freedom and being sung as a gay guy, he told the scarred man to shut up immediately.

He also had a look of disdain on his face: "You can't fight as well as others, and you can scare people to death by singing. I don't know how you become the boss?"

The scarred man struggled to say: "Zhu Dapen is my relative."

Ye Tianlong said oh, and suddenly realized that he had a background, and then connected his legs.

When the cold cell became quiet again, Ye Tianlong breathed a sigh of relief and let the scarred man crawl into a corner to sleep, while he lay on the bed to stretch his muscles.

Just as he poured a sip of wine into his mouth, he suddenly smelled a vague but real aura of hostility.

The next second, two figures rushed towards Ye Tianlong on the bed. One of them struck his head, and the other punched him in the abdomen.

"Snapped!"

It was the bald man next to the middle-aged man. The two of them were as powerful as tigers and thunderous. At first glance, they were brave and good at fighting.

Ordinary people would definitely not be able to escape this round of attacks. Unfortunately, they were facing Ye Tianlong.

"flutter!"

Just as the two of them rushed to their side, the lighter that Ye Tianlong was playing with his right hand clicked, and the soju he was drinking in his mouth spurted out at the same time.

The spurted liquor immediately burned, and a flame shot out in mid-air.

"ah--"

The bald man who rushed towards Ye Tianlong's head saw a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and then his eyebrows and nose burned, and he screamed and fell back.

His eyebrows were almost burned off and his cheeks were also burned.

At the same time, Ye Tianlong moved his body, clamped his legs, and easily entangled the arm of another bald man.

"You're so naughty when you play sneak attack. I'll shave your head for you."

While Ye Tianlong was laughing, he poked out the cigar in his hand and hit the bald man in the head. With a loud sound, a smell of burning flesh spread.

The bald man screamed and tried to get away but couldn't move. Then he saw Ye Tianlong stabbing him with a cigar and screamed again.

There was another scar on his head, and he screamed in pain.

"It seems like nine ordination scars are required for a monk to be tonsured."

Without waiting for the other party to react, Ye Tianlong held the cigar and poked it out repeatedly, burning nine scars on the bald man's head, making the latter cry in pain.

The scarred man and the others bared their teeth when they saw this, and suddenly realized that their situation was not bad.

"Bang bang!"

After burning nine scars, Ye Tianlong kicked him out, then smashed the wine bottle out, smashing the bald man's head with his eyebrows burned.

The two bald men were jumping up and down, tears of pain were about to flow out, and the frustration in their hearts made them want to vomit blood.

"Do you want to take action?"

Ye Tianlong held a cigar in his mouth and looked at the middle-aged man with a stern look: "Go to bed early."

Hearing what Ye Tianlong said, the middle-aged man who had been paying attention to him smiled and waved his hand to stop the two men who had come over from continuing to attack:

"Little brother, it is not simple. You are very scheming. Everything seems chaotic, but in fact it is done step by step."

"Throwing light bulbs, picking up debris, kidnapping scarred men, wearing down their strength, and then taking care of them without any effort, you surprised me."

"You surprised me too."

Ye Tianlong walked over slowly: "I thought you were sensible and wouldn't do anything. I didn't expect you to let two of your men attack us secretly."

"If I hadn't taken a moment, I would have been dealt a terrible blow by you."

The middle-aged man smiled leisurely: "But they are the ones who are in trouble. Da Gu and Xiao Gu are also considered masters. They have never suffered such a loss like tonight."

He also glanced at the two angry people: "Maybe they think you are insidious and use alcohol and cigars to win, but you can't win with force."

"But in my opinion, if you give them ten chances, they will lose."

Ye Tianlong sat down next to him: "Do you think so highly of me?"

"Of course, my eyesight is never bad."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand: "Rich Party A, friends on the road will give me face, so I'll call the staff outside."

"Have not heard."

Ye Tianlong was very disrespectful: "But Yuan Wai is a very good name. He is a rich man. Are you rich?"

"A little."

Rich Party A smiled and said, "Do you want money?"

"No reward for no merit."

Ye Tianlong stretched: "But you can do me a favor. You let two of your men attack me. Should you protect me for one night to make up for it?"

He held the blood-stained fragment in his hand: "I want to have a good sleep."

He directly made a cut on the back of Fu A's hand, blood spurted out instantly and dripped to the ground, which was shocking.

When he was bullied, he always wanted to get some luck back.

The corner of Fu A's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at the narrow glass and Ye Tianlong's hands. These hands were very slender and white, full of aura like an artist.

But Fu A had no doubt that these hands could easily break his neck, and he waved his hand to stop the two men who had come over from taking action.

He wiped the blood calmly, then looked at Ye Tianlong and said with a smile, "No problem."

"It's great, let's sleep together. There are still many things to deal with tomorrow."

Ye Tianlong lay down next to Fu A: "Commissioner, my safety is your safety."

"Also, tell your people to stay away. Like Cao Cao, I have the habit of killing people in my dreams."

Instead of being angry, Fu Party A laughed and was very interested. This was the first boy to let him see blood.

Ye Tianlong slept mindlessly.

The next day, before it was completely light, Zhu Dapen showed up aggressively with several policemen. He originally wanted to see Ye Tianlong being beaten and looking for teeth all over the ground, but he was shocked to find:

The scarred man and his group were huddled in the corner, their hands and feet tied, their faces haggard and stained with blood.

The ground was also covered with water stains and debris, and the lampshade above the head was broken.

And Ye Tianlong was sleeping soundly next to Fu A, with a water glass beside him and a cigar in his hand, looking very much enjoying himself.

Zhu Dapen was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He spent a lot of effort to get Ye Tianlong here, and he withstood the pressure from all directions, just to vent his bad anger of the gun exploding, but the result was this scene.

He glared at Scar Man and the others with hatred, and then shouted to his cronies to open the door quickly.

"Clang!"

After his cronies opened the iron door of the cell, Zhu Dapen shouted angrily: "Ye Tianlong!"

The more than 20 people in the cell all opened their eyes. When the scarred man saw Zhu Dapen, it was more like he had found an organization. His face was full of grievances and he almost cried.

Ye Tianlong did not respond, turned sideways, and continued to sleep soundly.

Zhu Dapen was so angry that he grabbed an electric baton and swung it at the iron door of the cell, making a crackling sound: "Ye Tianlong."

"when!"

Ye Tianlong trembled, jumped up in a hurry, and swept the water glass next to him out, hitting Zhu Dapen on the nose.

"Ouch!"

Zhu Dapen, who was about to charge over, screamed, threw away the electric baton, covered his neck and stepped back, crying in pain.

"Who called me? Who called me?"

Ye Tianlong jumped out of bed and roared: "Don't you know I'm sleeping?"

"Didn't I tell you that, like Cao Cao, I have the habit of killing people in my dreams? If you wake me up, are you afraid that I will chop you down?"