Chapter 2490: Contest Between the Various Parties

"Snapped--"

Ye Tianlong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, nor did he turn around and run away. He sat down swaggeringly and looked at Guo Jimeng with a playful look.

There was dead silence.

Dozens of people looked at Ye Tianlong in disbelief. In addition to his amazing strength in killing Huang Pu Ao, there was also his calm attitude towards it.

It felt like killing Huang Pu Ao was a trivial matter.

But you must know that Huang Puao is an eighth-grade master, a martial arts genius who only comes out of 100 million people, and there are only a hundred eighth-grade experts in the world.

Any eighth-grade master can obtain glory, wealth and prominent status in any country as long as they want.

But for such a strong person, Ye Tianlong not only killed her easily, but also treated her as nothing, as if he didn't need to worry about the consequences.

This made it difficult for Guo Jimeng and his group to accept.

But no matter how uncomfortable they were, the reality was still in front of them. Huang Puao was killed, and Ye Tianlong did not run away, but still sat on the chair...

Not only were the men and women in colorful clothes silent, but also the dozen or so tough bodyguards were silent. No one took action against Ye Tianlong, nor did they run over to besiege him.

Ye Tianlong, who was able to kill Huang Pu Ao, was no longer something they could fight against.

Guo's bodyguard is now thinking about how to protect Guo Jimeng's safety.

Although they didn't think Ye Tianlong dared to attack Guo Jimeng, after all, he was the future heir of the Guo family, they still needed to prepare for a rainy day.

It would be bad if something went wrong, so someone made a call, someone sent a text message...

"Twenty-seven points."

Ye Tianlong ignored everyone's complicated expressions and just looked at the uncertain Guo Jimei with a fierce smile: "Young Master Guo, cherish your time."

"At ten o'clock, if you see Xu Qing and the others, I will spare you half your life. If you don't see them, you will die."

He tapped his fingers on the table slowly: "If I were you, the smartest thing to do at this moment is to invite Xu Qing and the others over."

Cherish the time……

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words about hiding needles in cotton wool, the corners of Guo Jimeng's mouth twitched, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Being able to kill Huang Pu Ao, whether she underestimated the enemy or not, is enough to show Ye Tianlong's power. If he takes action, no one can resist him.

He just wanted Guo Jimeng to bow his head, but he was very unwilling to do so. In addition to having too many friends looking at him, there was also Ye Tianlong's tone of voice.

The posture of Ye Tianlong holding a bomb in his mouth was the scene where Guo Jimeng used to teach others, but now he turned around, Guo Jimeng really couldn't accept it.

What's more, after handing over Xu Qing and the others, he no longer has a trump card in his hand, so he can't get 200 billion from Ding Liuyue.

Without this money, how to make up for the losses of the Guo family? How to explain to grandpa? Unable to explain, no longer respected, what is the difference between being dead and dead?

Moreover, with thirty minutes left, he still had cards to play.

"Master, master!"

When he was in a desperate situation, Guo Jimeng let go and clapped his hands together: "As expected of Mr. Ding's man, he is indeed outstanding."

"I was wrong just now."

Guo Jimeng looked at Ye Tianlong and laughed: "But it will still take a little test to take back Miss Xu Qing."

"In full view of everyone, you hurt and killed people. If you can withstand the official suppression, then it won't be too late for us to talk about Miss Xu again."

Guo Jimeng said, "Otherwise, even if you kill me, you won't be able to see Miss Xu."

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly and did not respond. He just pointed his watch to indicate that time was passing.

Ding Liuyue's pretty face turned cold: "Guo Jimeng, you will kill yourself and the Guo family."

Huo Zicai in the distance also shook his head secretly. Guo Jimeng was afraid that he would suffer a loss today.

"Thank you, Mr. Ding, for reminding me. I will be measured."

Hearing Ding Liuyue's words, Guo Jimeng smiled, with a hint of disapproval on his face.

Ye Tianlong is quite capable. He could kill Huang Pu Ao, who underestimated his enemy. He might also be capable of killing himself, but destroying the Guo family would be sheer nonsense.

Maybe Ye Tianlong will be crushed to pieces by the Guo family.

Although martial arts masters can be domineering, they are not the masters of this world.

"Woo——"

In less than five minutes, ten cars rushed into the golf course. The doors opened and groups of men in black emerged, led by a young man with braids.

The braided young man is about 1.7 meters tall, gentle and elegant, and looks like an art college student, but the fierceness flashing in his eyes is very sharp.

Seeing this group of people showing up with guns and live ammunition, not only did the dozens of men and women in colorful clothes look relaxed, but even Guo Jimeng let out a filthy breath.

Obviously, these people are also Guo Jimeng's supporters.

The braided young man rushed into the grassland with more than thirty people, and then came to Guo Jimeng and whispered: "Guo Shao, what happened?"

"Xiaohua, let me introduce you."

Guo Jimeng put down the wine glass in his hand and tilted his head slightly towards the braided young man: "The man in front of you is Mr. Ding's man, a martial arts master."

"He killed Miss Huangpu."

He smiled softly and said, "A first-class fierce man."

"What? Miss Huangpu is dead?"

Guo Xiaohua's body trembled when he heard this. When he turned around and found that Huang Puao was indeed dead, he roared and subconsciously wanted to draw his gun:

"Who killed Miss Huangpu? Who killed Miss Huangpu?"

He stared at Ye Tianlong and shouted: "Is it you? Is it you?"

"Xiaohua, don't get excited."

Amidst Ye Tianlong's noncommittal, Guo Jimeng did not let Guo Xiaohua take action, but instead stretched out his hand to hold him tightly:

"In a legal society, if you hurt people or kill people, there will be legal sanctions."

"Once you pull out a gun and shoot, even if you are right, you will become wrong."

Compared to shooting at Ye Tianlong, Guo Jimeng hoped that Guo Xiaohua would protect him. After all, Huang Pu'ao was not his opponent, and Guo Xiaohua would die in vain if he fought to the death.

He also stopped the others from drawing their guns against Ye Tianlong.

Guo Xiaohua looked at Ye Tianlong with hatred: "I won't let you go, I won't let you go."

His fists loosened and tightened several times. If Guo Jimeng hadn't pulled him, he would have drawn his gun and shot Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong smiled lightly. It can be seen that the other party has a close relationship with Huang Pu'ao, but Guo Xiaohua's hatred has no meaning to him.

If Xu Qing doesn't show up at ten o'clock, many backbones of the Guo family will be in trouble.

"Woo--"

Just then, a burst of sirens sounded, and then twelve blue and white police cars roared over, blocking all the entrances and exits with well-trained training.

Then, the car doors opened, and more than 40 burly police officers with live ammunition came out, wearing bulletproof vests and pressing towards Ye Tianlong.

Surround them all.

Then, six policemen surrounded a middle-aged policeman and came forward.

He had a square face, a hooked nose, and was in his forties. He looked intimidating without being angry, but his bulging beer belly showed that he was a man of many pleasures.

The middle-aged policeman glanced at Huang Pu'ao and the burly young man, and shouted with a very dignified expression:

"Who hurt the person? Who killed the person?"