Chapter 1932 The Situation Changes Again

Although the fair-skinned middle-aged man who shouted was full of energy, he probably didn't have any skills at all, and he might even fall to the ground if the wind blew.

But the tone of his voice was indescribably arrogant and confident.

That feeling, in Ye Tianlong's ears, was like the eunuchs in the palace reading the imperial edict, so majestic and controlling the fate of others.

But Bao Shanren and the others didn't care about the tone of the speech, and dozens of people were shocked by the content of the shouting.

Madam Feng also frowned.

Feng Batian, who was about to die and had not shown up for almost a year, unexpectedly showed up at this time, and he knew that the rumors of today's events were spread to everyone present.

This news was like a bolt from the blue for Bao Shanren and the others, making everyone feel unbelievable and trance.

Ye Tianlong also coughed, and pressed the wound on his neck and said to himself: "Feng Gambling King..."

The fair-skinned middle-aged man came in front of everyone, looked at Madam Feng and said lightly: "Madam, execute the order."

Mr. Bao raised a smile:

"Mr. Gongsun, today's gambling conflict, the facts are clear, Xue Hu and his gang should be executed, Mr. Feng doesn't need to waste time dealing with these trivial matters, right?"

The fair-skinned middle-aged man said sarcastically: "Bao Gambling King questioned Mr. Feng's decision?"

Mr. Bao was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "I dare not."

In the minds of ancient subjects, the emperor's majesty is sacred and inviolable.

And in the minds of the people of Aocheng, Feng Batian's prestige is more majestic than the emperor's majesty.

"It's good that you don't dare."

The fair-skinned middle-aged man looked at Madam Feng and said: "Madam, execute the order."

The next moment, a team of heavily armed men wearing bulletproof vests and holding guns protected the ecstatic Xue Hu and Zhongye and others...

Although I don't know what variables there are, it can't be worse than the current situation, so Li Xin and others showed a glimmer of hope.

"Ahem--"

Ye Tianlong was about to say something, but a stream of blood surged up, and then his eyes went dark and he passed out...

In the afternoon, the sun was shining, the autumn leaves were quiet and beautiful, and the years were peaceful.

Ye Tianlong, dressed in red, was covered with warm sunshine, standing in front of a two-meter-high mirror to tidy up his clothes, his gestures were calm and elegant.

Just when he buttoned up, he suddenly saw a strong light from the mirror, rushing towards him wantonly, making him more three-dimensional.

In the haze, Ye Tianlong in the mirror had bloodshot eyes and an indescribable murderous aura flowing through his body, and then two streams of blood spurted out of his nose.

Ye Tianlong subconsciously raised his head and covered his mouth and nose in a hurry.

Perhaps because of excessive force, Ye Tianlong was too late to shout, and suddenly fell to the sky, and kicked the large mirror.

With a loud bang, the mirror exploded, flying all over the sky, the light was scattered, and it was thrilling. Ye Tianlong lay on the ground in cold sweat.

Among the countless fragments, Ye Tianlong found that his eyes, his mouth, his ears, and the wounds he had suffered before...

All broke apart and spurted out streams of blood.

His whole body was soon stained with blood, and he looked like a zombie.

A little girl in white clothes ran over to pull him, but he held her down and bit her neck...

"No——"

Ye Tianlong screamed and sat up straight. He looked around and found that he was not lying in the cloakroom, but on a big bed.

There was no mirror, no fragments, no blood, and no little girl. Ye Tianlong wiped his cold sweat: "It turned out to be just a nightmare."

When Ye Tianlong patted his chest and was glad that it was just a dream, an indescribable panic rose in his heart.

Because the nightmare was vivid and real as if it had just happened, he inexplicably felt a sense of uneasiness.

"What's the noise?"

Just then, the half-closed door was suddenly pushed open, and Tian Mo and the others appeared. Jiang Ziran shouted happily: "Tianlong wakes up."

Zhen and Han Qinhu and the others also ran in, and then more than a dozen people surrounded Ye Tianlong, with indescribable happiness on their faces.

Zhen asked everyone not to get too close to the bed to allow air to circulate a little, and then looked at the bedside instrument and said:

"Young Master Ye's body functions are different from ordinary people. His recovery speed is five times that of ordinary people. Most of the wounds on his body have healed, and his internal organs are also tending to be normal."

Zhen gave everyone a reassurance: "It's just that he bled too much, and his body is still a little weak. He needs to eat to replenish it."

Jiang Ziran got up and went out like a whirlwind: "I'll go make him something to eat."

Zhen smiled and said to Ye Tianlong: "Young Master Ye, do you know that your fainting scared everyone, thinking that the god of death had injured you internally."

"If you don't wake up today, I guess I'll send you back to Beijing to ask Qin Shenyi to treat you."

"But no one thought that your fainting was caused by injuries , but more of it is the body that needs to repair itself. "

Zhen gently checked Ye Tianlong's wound: "This sleep is equivalent to half a month's rest for ordinary people."

"Really?"

Ye Tianlong stretched his muscles and bones. His body was still a little tired, but the wound didn't seem to hurt much. He touched the knife wound on his neck and found that it had healed:

"How long have I slept?"

Han Qinhu took over the topic with a smile: "Two nights and one day. In another ten hours, it will be forty-eight hours."

"I slept long enough."

Ye Tianlong rubbed his swollen head, then looked out the window and asked: "What's the situation outside now?"

Hearing this, Canshou and Han Qinhu fell silent, and then Zhen said softly: "The overall situation is still very good."

"The God of Death is dead, and his body has been sent back to Japan. Xue Hu and Nakano have been locked up, and Xue's Casino has been taken over by the Gambling Association."

Zhen forced a smile: "Mr. Bao said that it will be transferred to us in two days."

Tian Mo took over the topic: "All three families are safe and sound. In order to avoid revenge from the Japanese, they will temporarily stay in Hong Kong City."

Canshou also nodded: "The Royal Sword Society has become a rat crossing the street. The police and the people are suppressing it with all their strength. There is no room for survival."

Han Qinhu hesitated and said: "The disciples of the Divine Sword have also cleaned up the garden and started to build the Divine Sword Hall again. "

Ye Tianlong's face was not too happy: "Xue Hu and the others are still alive, the body of the God of Death was sent back to Japan, and the Xue's Casino was transferred two days later..."

"Why are there so many tails? Is this what Feng Batian meant?"

Ye Tianlong thought of the fair-skinned middle-aged man's announcement that day, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle: "Why does he interfere in everything?"

"If he wants to maintain his authority, he should show up when the God of Death and the others regret it. Now that the dust has settled, it's too unkind to get involved."

For Ye Tianlong, Nakano and the others are not dead, and the Xue's Casino has not been transferred, so the fruits of victory are a bit invisible.

Canshou and the others are silent again subconsciously. They don't know the answer, so they can't explain it all.

Zhen pursed her attractive red lips, a hint of hesitation flashed across her pretty face, and then she smiled and said:

"He probably retreated behind the scenes for too long, and he was a little bored. In addition, this time the turmoil was one after another, so he came out to make a fuss."

Canshou nodded: "Yes, he hasn't shown up for a year. This time he came out to find a sense of existence."

Han Qinhu also echoed: "As long as the final result is not variable, let's give him some face and let him show off his power."

Tian Mo's eyes became firm: "Brother, don't worry, if it's not ours, let him go, but if it's ours, he can't take it away."

Seeing everyone's expressions, Ye Tianlong sat up slightly: "Why do I feel a little wrong? Is the situation not as optimistic as you said?"

"What changes have taken place in Australia City during the two days I was asleep?"