Chapter 729

Li Jing didn't say a word, just took Tang Yan's hand lightly. If it wasn't for the real touch, she almost doubted that this person in front of her was Tang Yan she knew?

What puzzles her even more is what happened after the air crash, which makes Tang Yan change so much. She even doesn't care about having Ye Lingfeng with other women.

But what she knows is that since Tang Yan made this choice, her future road will be very difficult. At that time, she will face many people's doubts and doubts. She will stand beside Tang Yan and share some of them for her.

Li Jing's encounter with the shooter in the concert has been widely spread. Since she came out of the wood family, ye Lingfeng has heard many people talking about it, and is constantly guessing her identity.

"Don't you feel tired after following me so long?" After bypassing a street corner, ye Lingfeng lights a cigarette against the wall and laughs.

As soon as ye Lingfeng's voice fell, a cool and beautiful figure came out from the corner. He looked at Ye Lingfeng thoughtfully and said slowly, "I think my hiding skill is very good. How did you find me?"

"If I can find it, it means it's not very good." After the mental power degenerates into a divine idea, even if there is only a little wind and grass around, ye Lingfeng can clearly grasp it, not to mention the tracking of Datura. With a smile, ye Lingfeng smokes a cigarette, looks at Datura with a smile and says, "why don't you want to recognize her?"

"The sniper on the roof opposite the concert was killed by you? I didn't see a gun on you at that time. How did you blow his head? " Datura did not answer Ye Lingfeng's question, but raised another question to Ye Lingfeng.

When I left Hongshi gymnasium at the beginning, apart from not wanting to meet Li Jing, the more important reason was that she wanted to get rid of the sniper. But when she got to the rooftop, she saw that the sniper had been shot in the middle of the brow and was shot in the head. As far as she wants to know, ye Lingfeng is the only one who can have this kind of clever means. But what she can't understand is that ye Lingfeng clearly doesn't have a gun in his hand.

Although Mandala knows that ye Lingfeng is very strong, she can't imagine such a powerful method of ancient martial arts practitioners as throwing a warhead hundreds of meters to blow a human head as soon as she raises her hand.

"Come here and I'll help you with some problems." Ye Lingfeng did not answer Mandala, but casually put out the cigarette end, went to Mandala, and then held her wrist and pulled her sleeve upward.

Mandala was flustered. He reached out to pull Ye Lingfeng's hand and said in a cold voice, "what are you going to do?"

"Haven't you found that the prisoners of heaven can follow you wherever you go? If you don't want to be passive again, don't move! " As soon as ye Lingfeng's wrist tightened, he squeezed Mandala's arm, and then slowly released his internal force. Along the meridians of Mandala, he began to cycle quickly, constantly searching for the whereabouts of the insects.

The voice falls, Mandala immediately stops struggling, because what ye Lingfeng says is exactly the doubts in her heart recently.

After leaving the prison, in order to escape the tracking of the prisoners, she took X-rays of her whole body, confirmed that there was no tracking instrument planted in her body, and burned all the clothes and things she brought out from the prison. But what I didn't expect was that every time she hid in a place, the prisoners of heaven followed her like a worm in her stomach.

"Sure enough." At this moment, ye Lingfeng chuckled, turned his hand, rolled up the sleeve of Datura, and showed his arm like frost and snow. Then he drew his fingertips toward his shoulder.

Oh! Fingernails across, as if a sharp blade cut, bullying frost match snow on the arm suddenly more than a blood colored plum, called Mandala a hum.

When the blood drops come out, ye Lingfeng reaches out and pinches the insect like a blood drop. Then he takes out the cocoon like egg from the storage ring, presses the blood drop bug up, screams, and the insect disappears in the cocoon like egg.

"All right!" After getting rid of the poisonous insects in Datura, ye Lingfeng reluctantly looked at the white lotus arm and said with a smile, "don't you want to recognize each other? Why are you following me again? "

"I don't want to, but she's my sister!" Datura gouged out Ye Lingfeng's eyes, pulled off his sleeve and said in a deep voice, "except me, I don't allow anyone in the world to bully her. I want to seek justice for her!"

"Sister?" Ye Lingfeng touched his chin and said with a smile, "what if she's a sister and you're a sister?"

The headquarters of Hesheng is located in a villa in Yau Ma Tei, Hong Kong Island. As soon as ye Lingfeng and mandala arrive at the surrounding area, they find that the security measures of the villa are very strict, and even there are gangsters carrying guns on the roof of the villa constantly patrolling around. Any wind or grass around will fall into his eyes.

"Let's act separately, you go left, I go right..." After looking around, Mandala said in a deep voice.

As far as she thinks, the other side occupies an extremely favorable position. If they act side by side, they will inevitably be found by the other side. So the best way is to act separately, hide the figure, get rid of the watchmen on the roof, and then touch the villa."Not so much trouble." Ye Lingfeng shook his head, then turned to look at mandala and said, "you must not come here empty handed. Do you have darts and crossbows on you?"

"With the darts." Mandala nodded, then took out a slender dart from his pocket, handed it to Ye Lingfeng, estimated the distance between him and the gangster on the roof, and said: "this distance, the dart can't hurt him."

But at the moment when her voice fell, ye Lingfeng took over the dart, weighed it slightly and threw it out.

Whoa! As soon as the dart was thrown out, it made a slight sound of breaking through the air. Then it turned into a black light with eyes, and directly shot into the brow of the gangster standing on the top of the building, about 300 meters away from them.

Even without a hum, the thug fell to the ground and never got up again.

This Mandala looked at Ye Lingfeng in disbelief. She suddenly thought of the scene she saw on the opposite roof of the concert, which made her wonder whether ye Lingfeng also shot the sniper's head with his hand last night.

Hundreds of meters away, the strength of the road is so terrible, not to mention the precision is so subtle, how does this guy do it? Looking at this strange way, Mandala was filled with wonder, and felt that ye Lingfeng was stronger than he had seen last time.