Chapter 2903 Divorce
"Tianlong!"
Seeing Ye Tianlong shoot and knock Rong Zong to the ground, not only Rong Zong himself was deceived, but Zhan Qinglou also didn't expect that it was too late to stop him.
"boom--"
Ye Tianlong fired another shot and shot Rong Zong out again, who was still trying to get up. He rolled five or six meters and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
The alley was filled with smoke, and four or five pieces of armor fell on the ground, three of which were broken, and there were a few pieces of burned clothes next to them.
There is no doubt that Ye Tianlong's three shots all hit Rong Zong's armor, which made Zhan Qinglou stop holding Ye Tianlong.
Wait and see what happens.
"Just because my sister lets you go, doesn't mean I let you go."
Ye Tianlong walked forward slowly with a spear in hand, his leather shoes tapping the ground: "Di Tianju will not care about you for the time being, but I like Yaizhen to retaliate."
"You hit me with your car. If my brother hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been seriously injured even if I wasn't dead. You might have shot me and exploded the car."
"So even though you didn't hurt me, if you have this heart, I need to seek justice."
"Three shots, return the favor."
He walked up to Rong Zong. His grandfather and uncle were all in vain. He slowly pressed the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Rong Zong's shoulder.
Although Ye Tianlong's three shots all hit the armor and did not kill Rong Zong, the huge impact still seriously injured Rong Zong, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.
Therefore, as soon as the muzzle of the gun was pressed, Rong Zong was unable to resist, and fell back to the ground with a thud, his face covered in blood, and he was in endless embarrassment.
He raised his head, and Ye Tianlong happened to be looking down. Their eyes were in the air, like blades crossing each other, as if there was a blood-chilling sound.
Rong Zong squeezed out a sentence: "How brave...attack me from behind..."
Ye Tianlong looked at Rong Zong and smiled: "Didn't you hit me with your car? It's normal for me to shoot coldly."
Rong Zong sneered: "You only broke my armor, so you don't dare to kill me. Boy, if you don't kill me tonight, you will definitely be in trouble in the future."
"No matter how capable a ninth-grade master is, he may not be able to defeat the resources in my hand."
There was unruliness in his eyes: "So you'd better shoot my head off."
"Really? Do you really want to die?"
Ye Tianlong glanced at him. At this glance, the cold murderous intention was so real that Rong Zong almost swallowed the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Rong Zong had been wandering in the world for decades, and he thought he had seen all kinds of big scenes, but at this moment, he felt a little solemn.
He could feel that Ye Tianlong really dared to kill him.
At this moment, Ye Tianlong was smiling lightly: "I won't kill you with one shot, not because I don't dare to kill you, but because you will die too early and there will be no sense of accomplishment."
"The cat will play with the mouse three more times."
"In addition, I want to tell you a few things to make your death a little clearer."
"First, Lin Miaomiao's death has nothing to do with me. Today, I can escape unharmed even if I step on the Rong family, let alone kill a Lin Miaomiao."
"At best, we won't hang out in China anymore."
There was a hint of confidence in Ye Tianlong's eyes: "So I'm not afraid of the Rong family explaining to you, but I don't want to take the blame."
"Second, whether Lin Chenxue left, Rong Yina and the others were wronged, or Rong Yiyue was injured, it's all your fault, the Rong family."
"If you hadn't bullied others and dealt with me too much, how could I have gone against the Rong family?"
He asked back: "Am I full enough to hold on?"
Rongzong was silent subconsciously.
"Third, the Rong family is in a mess right now. You shouldn't look at me. You should check on your eldest brother Rong Guang."
Ye Tianlong smiled playfully: "He is by no means as simple as you think. At least, his talent and ability are not inferior to yours."
"Ye Tianlong, if you can, blow my head off. Don't give me those words to sow discord."
Rong Zong shouted sharply: "I will never believe that my elder brother is causing trouble."
Seeing the determination on his face, a hint of joking flashed across Ye Tianlong's face. It seemed that Zhan Qinglou was right, Rong Zong was full of blind trust in blood ties.
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. It's just that my words will be verified in the future. You must not regret it."
Ye Tianlong moved the muzzle of his gun to Rong Zong's cheek: "Fourth, for the sake of my sister, I will spare your life tonight. If you dare to attack me next time..."
"Then it's not three shots in the back, but a direct shot in the head."
His words had a hint of murderous intent: "Go away, and by the way, tell Glory, don't ask me to avenge Lin Miaomiao, otherwise he will definitely be the one who suffers."
Rong Zong's eyelids twitched, his eyes full of cruelty.
"Rongzong, go back."
Before he could respond, Zhan Qinglou shouted: "Although Tianlong's words are harsh, I can guarantee that what he said is true."
Rong Zong's cruelty disappeared for the most part, he looked at Zhan Qinglou, then gritted his teeth and stood up, ignoring the blood dripping on his back, and walked slowly outside.
"Sister, take someone to give him a ride."
Ye Tianlong looked at his back and said faintly: "Lest he be killed on the way back..."
Zhan Qinglou nodded...
When Zhan Qinglou led people to escort Rong Zong back, Ye Tianlong handed the spear to Can Shou, then clapped his hands and walked into Ditianju.
After passing through the deep front yard and corridor, he came to the back garden. Just as he was about to walk into his yard, he heard Zhao Ditian greeting him:
"Tianlong, have you eaten? Come, come, have some wine and something to eat with me."
There is a pot of wine warming on the stone table, and there is also a steaming roast chicken, a plate of peanuts, a plate of dried tofu and five cucumbers.
Simple yet inviting.
"Brother, are you eating so late?"
Ye Tianlong touched his stomach. Although he was not very hungry, it seemed that it was dinner time, so he walked over casually:
"How do you eat these things? It's not good for your health. You should eat according to the recipes I prescribed."
Ye Tianlong took the roast chicken over, tore off a leg and gnawed on it: "This roast chicken is good, the meat is fresh and tender, and it melts in your mouth."
Zhao Ditian smiled: "Change the taste occasionally."
"It's better not to change them randomly, and only by persisting can you live longer."
Ye Tianlong gnawed on the chicken leg, then picked up a cucumber and handed it to Zhao Ditian: "On the whole table, this is the only one that does not violate the rule of less oil and less salt."
Zhao Ditian smiled helplessly: "I really lured the wolf into the house."
"I'm doing this for your own good."
Ye Tianlong threw the bones on the table, pulled off another chicken leg, and changed the topic: "By the way, what is the relationship between my sister and the second young master of the Rong family?"
"She looks quite nervous."
"If I hadn't seen that she cared about him, I would have knocked off two of Rong Zong's fingers so that he and the Rong family would have a long memory."
Ye Tianlong didn't care about his blood relationship with Rong Zong, but he had to give face to Zhan Qinglou.
"Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts."
The old man sighed: "It's just that the Rong family values profits and Rong Zong is foolish and filial. In the end, he gave up the brothel, married the daughter of a tycoon from Fujian Province, and became the Marquis of Zhennan."
"But when he comes back this time, it's both a birthday celebration and a divorce..."