Chapter 680 Tian Mo

Seeing the little black snake being shot in the head by Ye Tianlong, Long Sandong was shaking with anger: "Shameless!"

The little black snake had a strong skin and strong bones, and its teeth also contained strong anesthetic liquid. As long as it bit Ye Tianlong, Ye Tianlong would fall to the ground.

Who knew that he would be shot dead by him.

Long Sandong wanted to see a good show, but the little black snake died before it could show its power. He found it hard to accept and was very angry:

"Ye Tianlong, there is no one like you."

Jiang Qianxue's eyelids twitched. Compared with the anger of Long Sandong and the others, she felt more solemn in her heart. Ye Tianlong's gunmanship was really terrifying.

The speed of the black snake, coupled with the unexpectedness, can be described as a lightning attack, but Ye Tianlong still shot it down with one shot.

The bullets hit the target, nothing more than that.

The sound of the gun was not small, but compared with the horn sound from the traffic jam outside, it seemed insignificant.

Ye Tianlong shook the muzzle of the gun to deter Li Xiu and the others from being impulsive, and then he stomped the black snake, which was only half of its body, into a meat paste with a snap.

"Long Sandong, what do you mean there is no such thing as me? It means there is no such thing as you."

"You can use food to deal with my brother, use six killers to attack me, and let your little pet bite me, but I can't shoot with a gun?"

He said jokingly: "Must fight according to your rules? Don't you think this is too shameless?"

The neon lights flashing in from the second-floor window slid across Jiang Qianxue's pretty face, and she could vaguely see her appreciation for Ye Tianlong.

"You——"

Long Sandong was slightly speechless, and then shouted: "The lives of the dinosaurs are in my hands. If you dare to fight me, you want them to die."

Ye Tianlong's mouth curled up a trace of ridicule: "Long Sandong, you are just like your father, you will use despicable means to threaten people."

"But didn't your father tell you that if you do too many bad things, you will be punished sooner or later?"

He looked at Long Sandong with a gloomy face coldly: "But looking at you like this, I guess your father really didn't teach you truth, goodness and beauty, but made you more evil."

"I really regret it. I shouldn't have pushed the mobile toilet where your father was into the Mekong River, but should have pushed it to the incinerator by the river."

Many years ago, Ye Tianlong was playing soy sauce in Man Country. Because he was too close to Tuatu in white robes, Long Sheyin made things difficult for him from time to time and calculated him.

In a rage, Ye Tianlong found an opportunity when Long Sheyin went to the toilet before performing a ritual by the river, and pushed him and the entire mobile toilet into the Mekong River.

This action not only almost drowned Long Sheyin, but also damaged Long Sheyin's magic power. He had to recuperate for three months before he dared to come out to see people.

Ye Tianlong estimated at the time that it was definitely not because of the damage to his magic power, but because he accidentally ate something and dared not speak, so he pretended to be injured and recuperated.

"Ye Tianlong, you bastard!"

Hearing Ye Tianlong mention the grudges many years ago, Long Sandong became even more angry. His right hand flashed, and a black snake-headed Zen stick appeared:

"You are a villain. You never dare to fight openly. You can only sneak around. If you have the ability, throw away the gun and fight me."

"If you win, I will give you the antidote. If you lose, you stay here obediently."

His face was distorted and became very crazy: "If you don't follow my rules, you may not be able to get the antidote even if you shoot and kill me."

Li Xiu and the others also screamed, as if they wanted to tear Ye Tianlong to pieces.

Long Sandong also stepped forward, mumbling a few words at the corner of his mouth, which was very shrill, like the cry of a ghost.

With this sound, dozens of snakes slid out from the second floor. Although they were not as agile as the little black snake, they were also ferocious and frightening.

Li Xiu and the others hurriedly dispersed when they saw this, and then each chose a snake, chanted something, and controlled it to better deal with Ye Tianlong.

Jiang Qianxue shuddered again and quickly hid behind Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong smiled leisurely: "It's a pity that I don't eat snakes, otherwise I'll have a snake meat hot pot, which is enough."

He didn't take these snakes seriously at all.

"Ye Tianlong, if you don't dare to fight me, then let's have a melee."

Long Santong grinned: "You have a gun in your hand, and I have dozens of snakes. I believe that before you kill me, I can make them go crazy."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

At this moment, dozens of snakes stretched out their bodies, some rolled on the railings, some wrapped around the pillars, and some climbed on the ceiling, which was very ugly.

These snakes were ready to pounce, and once they launched an attack, it would definitely be a disaster.

Long Santong laughed and pointed at Ye Tianlong with his Zen stick: "Do you dare to fight?"

"I'll do it!"

Just then, the tightly closed door was knocked open with a bang, and a gust of air suddenly rushed in, rolling up the thick blood on the ground.

The night's chill was a bit overwhelming, making people feel that the world was full of desolate and murderous meanings. Then, a black-clothed boy walked into the hall.

Eighteen or nineteen years old, 1.75 meters tall, dressed in black, holding a knife in his hand.

Dark eyes, pale face, pale and almost transparent under the light, he walked very slowly, but very determined, unstoppable.

There was no trace of ripples in his eyes, full of emptiness and loneliness. I don't know why, seeing this person, Jiang Qianxue and the others subconsciously kept silent.

It was not fear, nor contempt, but a heavy feeling. Only the corners of Ye Tianlong's mouth quietly raised a slight arc.

Long Santong suddenly felt that a dangerous aura had locked on him.

"Who are you?"

Long Santong felt uncomfortable being stared at by the other party, and shouted: "This is a personal grudge. Those who have nothing to do with it should get out, otherwise don't blame me for killing you too."

The black-clothed boy ignored him and slowly approached him, step by step, unstoppable.

The corners of Long Santong's mouth could not stop twitching. There was nowhere to escape, so he had to fight.

"Dang!"

Long Santong's eyelids jumped twice in an instant, holding the Zen stick and pointing at the black-clothed boy, but his eyes never left the other's hand.

He was an experienced master with countless lives on his hands, so he could see the extraordinaryness of his opponent at a glance.

Especially the hand holding the knife.

As the distance between the two sides closed, the night wind kept blowing, and the black-clothed boy seemed to have changed at this moment.

Although his hair was still so messy and his clothes were still so shabby, he no longer looked tired and haggard.

Looking at Long Santong who was so close, his dusty face had already glowed with a dazzling brilliance!

The black-clothed youth was like a precious sword hidden in a box, usually keeping a low profile and not showing its brilliance, so no one could see its brilliant brilliance!

But at this moment, the knife had already left the box.

As the distance kept getting closer, the desolate aura on the black-clothed youth turned into murderous intent.

It was getting more and more dangerous!

"Kill!"

As Long Santong tilted his head slightly, Li Xiu shouted, moved his feet, and rushed forward with a sharp knife.

"Ding!"

Seeing the enemy attack, the black-clothed youth was still indifferent and slowly drew his knife. His movements were extremely slow, as if he was not drawing a knife, but a thousand-pound weight.

The knife slid out of the scabbard inch by inch, and the murderous aura increased greatly.

Although there was a night breeze blowing, it still made people feel like entering a heated kang.

The knife finally left the scabbard.

I saw a flash of cold light, and before I could even see the shape of the knife, the knife had already chopped Li Xiu's neck.

Li Xiu's heart was shocked, and he instinctively raised his hand and chopped it with all his strength, but he was still half a beat late, and the blade sank into his throat.

Li Xiu fell to the ground.

"Kill him!"

Seeing the opponent kill Li Xiu with one move, Long Santong shouted to the three people who could still fight.

At this moment, the black-clothed boy also moved.

The four Man country men hadn't even reacted yet, but they were tense and ready to kill and intercept.

But the figure of the black-clothed boy shot like a meteor.

"Swoosh!"

Long Santong's pupils suddenly contracted-the momentum was like a rainbow!

Flashed by!

"Bang bang bang!"

The four Man country men fell and flew like paper figures, their throats were all like autumn leaves blowing, and blood was wantonly.

"Die!"

Long Santong roared, his brilliance burst out, and he sank his Zen stick in his hand. He moved his feet and rushed towards the black-clothed boy with the stick.

In the cold wind, the blood was thick, and a black light went straight to the black-clothed boy's throat.

In an instant, Long Santong's Zen stick had cut through the void, like a continuous and surging river wave, majestic, surging, and imposing.

Ye Tianlong's eyelids jumped: "Leave him alive."

"Swoosh!"

The black-clothed boy who had killed four people swung his knife slowly. The knife seemed to be very slow, but before the Zen stick arrived, the knife had already broken into the thorns and forced the black light.

Then, the knife entered the chest.

"Puff!"

A canopy of blood dyed the messy floor red.

The blade was sheathed, and the black-clothed boy's hand slowly dropped.

"Bang!"

Long Sandong fell to the sky, with a knife wound on his chest. His eyes were filled with endless surprise. The Zen stick fell to the side with a bang, without the warmth of the owner.

Long Sandong fell down like this, shocked by the loss, very unwilling, but helpless.

Jiang Qianxue felt cold all over.

Ye Tianlong put away his gun and smiled. He did not reprimand the other party for killing, but asked softly: "Tianmo, why are you here?"

The black-clothed boy turned his gaze from Long Sandong to Ye Tianlong, and the indifference instantly turned into clarity and innocence:

"I'm lonely!"