Chapter 2429 Nine Swords (3rd Update)

"Tianlong, it's already this point, you still want to be brave?"

Feeling Ye Tianlong's sharpness, Mo Ningran shouted: "Hurry up and agree to Mr. Zhuo, otherwise you will die."

"If you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this, and you would have left the Peace Casino long ago."

She advised Ye Tianlong: "You are in this situation now, you asked for it yourself, don't be stubborn anymore, just agree to Mr. Zhuo."

The man in blue laughed and said: "Ningran, don't waste your energy, if he wants to die, let him die."

Ye Tianlong ignored the two of them, just looked at Zhuo Tai and asked: "What if I don't agree?"

Zhuo Tai snorted contemptuously: "I'm not asking you to agree, I'm letting you know."

Ye Tianlong was silent, threw away the electric baton, and touched the phone in his bag.

Seeing Ye Tianlong silent, Zhuo Tai blew out a puff of smoke and snorted in a yin-yang tone: "What? Unhappy? Unconvinced? Do you have the guts to resist?"

"See which is harder, your fist or our bullet."

He looked at Ye Tianlong like a cat and mouse: "If you don't dare to resist, just follow our rules. Talk to me about the rules, humph, I am the rules."

Ye Tianlong exhaled a long breath: "You are shameless, Zhuo Tai."

Zhuo Tai laughed and pointed at Ye Tianlong fiercely: "I am shameless, so what? What can you do?"

Ye Tianlong sighed lightly: "You really won't let me leave with the spoils tonight?"

Seeing Ye Tianlong so arrogant, Mo Ningran was very angry: "Tianlong, don't say anything, put down your things quickly, otherwise Mr. Zhuo will be angry."

"I really can't protect you then."

Mo Ningran's pretty face was very gloomy. If Ye Tianlong was a descendant of a big family and had a deep background, it would be fine if he was arrogant.

But Ye Tianlong was just a warrior. She really couldn't understand what capital Ye Tianlong had to challenge dozens of guns?

At this moment, Zhuo Tai was spewing out a puff of smoke: "If I were you, would I let you leave?"

"In this way, I don't want the shares. I will double the one million I just spent."

Ye Tianlong took out the share agreement first, and then took out a check: "How about letting me take this woman away?"

"It would be great if you had this attitude earlier."

Mo Ningran hurriedly pleaded: "Mr. Zhuo, he is ignorant and now knows he is wrong. Give him a chance."

Zhuo Tai let the round-faced man take the check, glanced at it and grinned: "Two million? I have some money. Okay, give this money to save face and fight eight black boxing matches."

Ye Tianlong said lightly: "Are you really going to kill them all?"

Zhuo Tai pointed at Ye Tianlong: "Don't talk nonsense, put the woman down, you stay in our cage obediently, and get out after fighting eight black boxing matches."

"You say one and try to disobey?"

He was full of disdain.

"Okay!"

Ye Tianlong nodded gently, without saying any more nonsense. The next second, he moved his body and rushed out like a cannonball, crashing into Zhuo Tai's arms with great force.

He held Zhuo Tai's neck tightly with one hand and pulled out the dagger from the round-faced man's waist with the other hand.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Eight sharp sounds overlapped, and Zhuo Tai was stabbed eight times in the heart, each of which was fatal, and blood splashed, shocking.

"Puff!"

The ninth sound rang out, and the blade completely sank into Zhuo Tai's abdomen.

Red blood sprayed everywhere, shocking, and the blue-clothed man and several others were sprayed in the face.

Ye Tianlong was also covered in blood, like a madman.

Zhuo Tai was bleeding, like rain, his grim smile still remained on his face, but his eyes were already shocked and desperate.

He couldn't believe that he was stabbed nine times by Ye Tianlong, and he couldn't believe that he, who controlled the fate of others, was taken away by someone.

Capsized in the gutter.

Zhuo Tai was unwilling and angry, but he could not regret it. The pain in his body and the coldness of blood loss were spreading uncontrollably throughout his body.

His life force was also slipping away bit by bit.

"I don't accept it--"

At this time, Ye Tianlong patted Zhuo Tai's cheek in response to Zhuo Tai's arrogant shout just now... If you have the guts, try to say you don't accept it...

"Bang--"

Zhuo Tai's body shook, and then fell to the ground with a bang, like an iron tower collapsed, and the cigar in his hand also flew out.

His life force was extinguished.

Zhuo Tai was dead!

No one made a sound, no one moved.

Even breathing had completely stopped.

The blue-clothed man and the others all looked at Zhuo Tai's body, only feeling the coldness of his fingertips and toes, and the cold sweat slowly flowing down his back.

That feeling was like a snake crawling on his back.

Zhuo Tai was really dead, dying in front of them! Such a strong man, a person of prominent status, would die like everyone else.

No one believed it, but they had to believe it.

He was stabbed to death by Ye Tianlong, nine times in a row. This incident not only shocked the casino thugs, but also shocked Park Jung-yun.

No one expected that Ye Tianlong would be so cruel and ruthless, and kill Zhuo Tai directly.

This courage is probably unprecedented.

After all, Zhuo Tai is the person in charge of the Peace Casino, Songchai's favorite general, and can be regarded as a master above ten thousand people, but Ye Tianlong killed him without scruples.

The blue-clothed man didn't know whether to say that Ye Tianlong was stupid or domineering. After a short daze, they quickly regained their sanity.

"Kill him!"

Looking at Zhuo Tai's bloody body, dozens of armed personnel raised their guns together...

Mo Ningran closed his eyes and secretly shouted that Ye Tianlong was finished.

"Puff puff puff!"

Just then, the wooden door of the backstage was kicked open, and Zhao Wenguang appeared with a dozen windbreaker tough guys wearing masks, holding guns and firing coldly.

Zhao Wenguang was like a steel gun stabbing at the enemy, his fingers ruthlessly but quickly pulling the trigger.

The four armed men who had no time to react had their heads blasted and fell to the ground, blood splattering.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Zhao Wenguang held the gun with both hands and kept pulling the trigger. The barrel trembled angrily, and the flying bullets poured out like a meteor shower.

The blood bounced on his face, which looked murderous and terrifying.

"Bang!"

Zhao Wenguang's men were also like erupting lions. They held guns and fired two rounds of close-range bursts, knocked down more than a dozen enemies, and then pushed forward violently.

They bit the enemies who were fighting like sharp fangs.

The angry bullets poured like snowflakes.

The wide backstage suddenly became a burst of gunfire, blood and flesh flew, and screams continued to sound.

In this situation, there was no war technology, no military evasion, and the competition was about the amount of ammunition poured out and who was braver.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Dozens of armed personnel screamed, people and horses fell, and blood was all over the ground.

Ye Tianlong didn't even look at the tragic scene, but just threw the dagger in his hand and knocked down an enemy who was about to shoot.

"Bang!"

As Zhao Wenguang blew the head of the last armed personnel, only Mo Ningran and the man in blue were left on the casino side.

The man in blue shuddered when he saw the blood on the ground, and then shouted fiercely: "Ye Tianlong, you are in big trouble."

"Idiot!"

Zhao Wenguang raised the muzzle of the gun and blew his head off with one shot...