Chapter 2877

"She?"

Ye Tianlong glanced at Lin Miaomiao who was pushed away by the doctor: "that's right. I hurt him. How? Are you going to avenge them? "

"Your sister, so arrogant."

Red haired boy can't be reproached: "Ben Shao will kill you tonight. Come on, move him."

He also no matter what hospital influence, directly with a group of pig friends rushed to Ye Tianlong.

"Bang bang -"

in the face of these dandies, ye Tianlong didn't avoid or be polite. He twisted his neck and opened his bow from left to right.

In a clear slap, more than a dozen young people in Chinese clothes fell to the ground, one by one covering their cheeks and wailing, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Red haired boy looks ugly. A black tiger attacks Ye Tianlong.

"It's too weak."

Ye Tianlong took the other side's wrist and laughed carelessly: "how dare you challenge this standard? I don't know whether it's alive or dead? "

The already impetuous red haired boy became angry. He gave a loud shout, pulled out his fists, lifted himself into the air and kicked Ye Tianlong in the chest.

Ye Tianlong doesn't think so. His backhand is a slap in the face.

"Pa -"

before touching Ye Tianlong, the red haired boy was mercilessly beaten out by him, bumped into the wall and fell down with a dull hum.

"Rong Shao!"

Several beautiful female companions trembled and called. They came forward to help the red haired boy who fell to the ground. It means that the hero will not suffer losses in front of him and will not fight again.

"Shut up, you don't care!"

The young man with red hair blustered. He had never been bullied and trampled so much since he was young. He really couldn't stand it.

So, he rushed to Ye Tianlong again, and fell back face to face, very embarrassed.

"Rong Shao!"

Several female companions looked at the red haired youth with bloody mouth and nose, pretty face was very afraid, and wanted to help them. The red haired youth bit their teeth and pushed them away stubbornly.

Ye Tianlong pointed: "roll, how far roll, not in the mood to play with you."

Hearing this, the red haired boy was very angry and laughed. His pride was replaced by humiliation and resentment. He didn't want to do anything but stare at Ye Tianlong fiercely.

"Teach me a lesson? What are you? "

As the red haired boy spoke, he raised his sleeve and flew out three very small arrows, taking Ye Tianlong's face, throat and chest.

It's not only quick and accurate, but also full of strength.

It's a black hand.

Ye Tianlong frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the red haired boy didn't know what to do, and he was so cruel that he was afraid to die under his arrow.

But ye Tianlong only a hand, the three arrows have reached his hand: "with Lin Miao Miao is really the same dog."

The red haired boy didn't speak. He turned over in the air. He had two more daggers in his hand. He stabbed Ye Tianlong with eight moves like lightning.

He was full of hatred for ye Tianlong and wanted to stab him out of a big hole with a sword.

Ye Tianlong sneered, turned his right hand, directly patted down the other side's two daggers, and kicked him five or six meters.

"Whoosh -"

surprised by Ye Tianlong's strength, he also released a silver needle from behind him.

The child is covered with hidden weapons.

Ye Tianlong's face sank. He grabbed a sword, waved it twice, and shot down the silver needle directly. Looking down, he found that it was dark blue and obviously poisonous.

"Boy, you are really cruel."

After cracking the red haired boy's killing move, ye Tianlong looks Xiaosha and has a fierce look in his eyes: "Zhao Zhao wants my life..."

"Ye Tianlong, this is Rong Shao!"

Feeling the hostility of Ye Tianlong, Lin Miaomiao squeezed out: "you move him, weigh the consequences."

Ye Tianlong didn't speak. He just walked slowly to the boy with red hair. His eyes were cold: "the people of Rong family?"

"That's right. I'm from the Rong family?"

The young man with red hair leans back against the wall and glares at Ye Tianlong. He is abused, ridiculed and trampled on his dignity. To him, life is not like death:

"don't put on your mother's strange air. If you have seed, you can move me!"

He looks at Ye Tianlong sarcastically.

Ye Tianlong slowly raised his sword: "it's the shadow of the Rong family."

"Tianlong, stop it!"

At this time, another old man in grey shot at the door. He was very fast and came to Ye Tianlong in the twinkling of an eye.

He grabs the dagger with one hand and grabs Ye Tianlong's shoulder with the other.

Wang Gobi.

Pushing mountain palm is the seventy-two unique skill of Shaolin.

No matter how powerful a person is, he just needs to hold his hand and push it lightly. He should fall out of his hand.

This unique skill can use the power of people to control people. It can make people throw out of thin air without being hurt. Unlike killer Kung Fu, it is enough to hurt people.

He is also a master like Wang Gobi. This blow can be called a shock.

It's just that ye Tianlong didn't dodge too much. He just turned his body and got a top."Bang -"

Wang Gobi, who was unable to take precautions, was blown out and hit the wall after retreating for more than ten steps. His blood gushed and he couldn't help gushing blood.

It's so powerful.

Wang Gobi gave a wry smile. As soon as he wanted to stand up, he heard footsteps behind him and looked back subconsciously.

He saw a middle-aged man surrounded by people.

Ye Tianlong also saw this man, wearing a suit, a Chinese character face and gold framed glasses. He looked gentle, but his eyes were clear.

Those eyes, like owls, seem to have insight into people's psychology.

Wang Gobi mouth touch for a while, busy close to the other side of the throat blood.

Then he whispered to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was originally staring at Ye Tianlong's sharp eyes, with a touch of indescribable fun.

Lin Miaomiao whispered: "Mr. Rong!"

The red haired boy bit his lip: "Dad..."

Zhan Qinglou is close to Ye Tianlong and whispers: "glory."

"Are you ye Tianlong?"

When ye Tianlong suddenly realized and nodded his head, the middle-aged man had already put his hands on his back: "today's gratitude and resentment, let's call it a day."

"No matter you, Rong April or Lin Miaomiao, you can't make use of it any more."

The middle-aged man's words are very plain, but he still gives people no anger and prestige. Now he says that his gratitude and resentment is over, which shows that he is trying to give in.

Wang Gobi is also smiling: "Tianlong, our own people, our own people, after the bow do not see, look up."

"Well, you're not rude and unreasonable. Bite your teeth and give me a little face. I'll give you a face, too."

Ye Tianlong glanced at the person who should have called his uncle. He threw out an understatement. Then he shook his dagger in his hand and chopped it directly at the wrist of the red haired boy.

The unprepared red haired boy howled bitterly: "ah -"

Lin Miaomiao almost lost his voice in surprise: "asshole -"

"you -"

glory was angry with Ye Tianlong, angry and anxious, and could not speak.

It's a shame.

"In your face, give him a chance to live, but if you don't kill him, it's not the same as letting go"

Ye Tianlong loses his dagger, then wipes the blood on his hand, and passes through the crowd leisurely