Chapter 497 Whose Killer?

"Brother, Xu Donglai is kneeling at the big banyan tree."

Half an hour later, when Ye Tianlong was eating plain-cut chicken rice and watching the city news, Dinosaur and Bailihua walked in, looked at each other and spoke in a low voice:

"We tried to persuade him several times, but he refused to go back. He was kicked several times by the landlord and refused to leave. It looked like he was going to kneel down for a long time."

Ye Tianlong bit into a chicken wing, then spit out the bone with a whoosh: "If he likes to kneel, let him kneel. If he gets tired of kneeling, he will get out."

Bailihua hesitated for a moment: "Are you really not going to help him?"

"What kind of help? He has a problem with me, so I'm going to help my opponent to hold on until I'm full?"

Ye Tianlong shrugged his shoulders: "Besides, I'm not familiar with the people in Bada Village, and I don't have two billion. Even if I want to help, there's nothing I can do."

Bailihua looked at Ye Tianlong with bright eyes: "As long as you want to help, there should be a way to help him. I have confidence in you."

The dinosaur also nodded: "Big brother will take action and eliminate any difficulties."

Ye Tianlong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked up a piece of green vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth, then took a few mouthfuls of rice and said:

"You two think too highly of me. Let me tell you, I really can't help Xu Donglai! Also, I'm a little confused. You probably don't have a good impression of him either. Why are you speaking up for him?"

The dinosaur scratched his head: "I really don't like him, I just think he's a bit pitiful when he's kneeling."

"Xu Donglai does have many shortcomings. He is not a good person, but he is not a bad person in an absolute sense."

Bailihua's eyes softened invisibly: "He has always been arrogant, and he also attaches great importance to face."

"If he hadn't encountered an insurmountable obstacle this time, he wouldn't be so decadent, nor would he beg like this. I believe he is desperate."

"I have seen a lot of his pride, so his desolation at this moment has a bit of a shock to my heart. After all, he is also good to me."

Ye Tianlong looked at Bailihua with interest: "He is not bad to you?"

Bailihua nodded slightly: "When I was his bodyguard, he not only gave me a high salary, but also treated me with great respect."

"You didn't yell at me just because I was a bodyguard, and you didn't do anything frivolous to me."

"He asked me to deal with you, but when I returned without success, he didn't reprimand me too much. Even when I left him and came to Baishi Continent, he didn't take revenge on me."

"For me personally, he treats me quite well, so he is in trouble now, and I want to do my best to help him."

Bailihua met Ye Tianlong's gaze calmly: "I don't have one billion, so I can only advise you to help him."

"Of course, this is just my idea. If you can help, you can help. If you can't help, I won't say much."

Ye Tianlong withdrew his gaze and focused on the TV again: "I'm sorry, I can't help."

Dinosaur and Bailihua looked at each other, said nothing, stood up and prepared to leave the room.

At this time, Ye Tianlong's cell phone rang. He pressed the answer button and heard Han Qinhu's voice: "Brother, Huang Que and the others seem to be leaving the restaurant."

Then he added: "In the past two days of observation, I didn't see anyone else coming into contact with them."

"Want to leave?"

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "Bring him back."

Han Qinhu nodded: "Understood."

When Han Qinhu hung up the phone, he saw Chang Yiwan's back door of the restaurant open, and Chang Yiwan came out calmly carrying a trash can.

He dumped the garbage at the garbage point at the end of the alley, and then banged the empty bucket against a hard object. The banging sound could be heard clearly in the night sky.

Afterwards, Chang Yiwan returned to the restaurant with an empty bucket and whistled.

More than ten seconds later, under the dim street lights, a van drove quietly at the end of the alley. The door opened and it quietly waited for the passengers to enter.

Han Qinhu put a cigarette in his mouth without lighting it and murmured to himself: "It seems like they are really going to be transferred."

But if you think about it further, the crows are dead, and the danger to the oriole is naturally reduced by half.

Just as his thoughts were turning, the closed back door of the restaurant quietly opened again, and seven men in ordinary clothes came out, looking around with alert expressions.

Han Qinhu discovered that Huangque was walking at the back and coughed from time to time, obviously his injuries were not healed yet.

A group of six people slowly approached the van and looked at the open door. There was a sense of relief in their eyes, and they could finally take a breath.

"咻咻咻咻——"

Just when Huang Que and the others were more than ten meters away from the van, Han Qinhu, who was about to walk out, suddenly stopped and his eyes became extremely sharp.

Almost at the same moment, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air.

Spin knife!

When Han Qinhu, who had extremely keen ears, heard the noise, Huangque also violently pushed down one of his companions and shouted: "Get down."

The companion who was pushed down looked confused: "Brother, what's going on?"

Before he finished speaking, a bright light flashed in front of him, and a companion who couldn't escape screamed, swayed a few times and fell to the ground.

There was a fatal wound on his neck, and the spinning knife was stained with blood, and it circled and shot towards the van.

"flutter!"

The driver couldn't react and watched helplessly as the sharp blade entered his chest and a cloud of blood spurted out.

Huang Que's eyes turned cold: "Be careful!"

"boom!"

Before the five men could surround Huang Que for protection, a man jumped out from under the van.

A man in a leather jacket and leather trousers looks unconventional, but his murderous eyes are unsettling.

He seemed to have been waiting for the opportunity for a long time, so he attacked very fiercely.

With a wave of his hands, a flash of knife light flashed from his sleeves again, and the sharp blades poured down like rivers.

"Swoosh!"

Nine blades instantly dazzled everyone's eyes. The next second, Huang Que's two men screamed and fell to the ground, holding their throats.

Too fast, too fast, too fast, so fast that they just raised the dagger and the blades had already killed them.

The next second, the man in leather pants rushed towards Huang Que.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the man in leather pants was so fierce and unstoppable, and killed three companions in a row, the two men in Huang Que roared, waved their knives and stood up.

The two men were not weak in skills, and the daggers were even more sharp, and the blades merged into one.

The pupils of the man in leather pants locked onto the two men in Huang Que who rushed over.

He fearlessly shot at the two men, and the dim light above his head seemed to freeze time and the night, one up, one down.

The man in leather pants was as domineering as a tiger in the air, and the two men in Huang Que shouted continuously.

In the middle, a brilliant light spanned the middle, splitting the beautiful figures of both sides.

"Dang!"

The three knives collided, and the sound was piercing.

The two men under the Yellow Bird fell to the ground like birds with broken wings, with admiration and fear reflected in their eyes, and then their heads tilted and died silently.

The knife broke and the man died.

The last man who was pulling the Yellow Bird back had a gloomy face. While pulling the Yellow Bird behind him, he flashed a gun and wanted to shoot.

But before the trigger was pulled, the knife flashed and blood splashed in the throat.

"Ah——"

The men under the Yellow Bird fell to the ground with their eyes full of disbelief.

The alley soon became a king-to-king battle.

The man in leather pants held the revolving knife in his hand, and looked at the injured Yellow Bird with a cold look.

The Yellow Bird coughed hard to clear most of the exhaust gas. After he swept past the seven men who died, his face was a little sad, but soon became cold.

He looked at the leather pants man who was killing people everywhere, and his eyes were more sharp: "Pideku, a Filipino, a professional killer, and the second in the Philippines."

"39 years old, gender, male, height 1.70 meters, weight 60 kilograms, good at Sanda, tracking, and Taekwondo."

"The best is the spinning knife. I have carried out 65 missions, 64 of which were successful, and I didn't make a move once."

"I didn't make a move because that person was too powerful for you to make a move, and then I was silent for a year. I didn't expect to see you here tonight."

"Your move fee starts at one million US dollars, and there is no upper limit. Even killing the most incompetent person will cost one million."

"I am honored, I am worth more than one million US dollars."

The yellow bird accurately stated the origin of the opponent. The leather pants man's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly regained his calm: "You, not bad."

"The crow is dead. The one who still wants me dead at this time must be the real murderer who killed the prince."

The yellow bird said lightly: "Tell me, who wants my life? Let me die with my eyes closed."

The leather pants man squeezed out a sentence calmly: "Ye Tianlong..."