Talented Genius

Chapter 173 Outside the Rich

Ye Tianlong couldn't bear it. He hugged him tightly and was sung as a gangster friend, so he told the scared man to shut up immediately.

He also looked contemptuous: "Fighting is not as good as people, singing is terrifying, and I don't know how you are the boss?"

The scared man squeezed out a sentence: "Zhu Dapen is my relative."

Ye Tianlong let out a cry, suddenly realized that he had a background, and then he connected his legs.

When the chilly cell was quiet again, Ye Tianlong heaved a sigh of relief, and let the scared man crawl to the corner to sleep, lying on the bed to stretch himself.

When he poured a sip of wine into his mouth, he suddenly smelled a vague but real hostility.

In the next second, two figures shot directly at Ye Tianlong on the bed, one took his head and the other punched his abdomen.

"Snapped!"

It was the bald man next to the middle-aged man. The two of them were like tigers and thunderous. At first glance, they were brave and good at fighting.

If they were replaced by ordinary people, they would definitely not be able to dodge their attack this round, but it was a pity that they were facing Ye Tianlong.

"flutter!"

When the two rushed to their side, Ye Tianlong slapped the lighter he was playing with with his right hand, and the shochu he was drinking in his mouth sprayed out at the same time.

The spitting liquor burned suddenly, and a flame burst out in the air.

"what--"

The bald man who threw at Ye Tianlong's head saw a flash of fire in front of him, and then his eyebrows and nose burned, and he screamed and fell back.

The eyebrows were almost burnt, and the cheeks were burned.

At the same time, Ye Tianlong moved his body and clamped his legs, easily entangled the arm of another bald man.

"Playing sneak attack is so naughty, help you shave."

While Ye Tianlong laughed, the cigar in his hand poked out, hitting the bald man's head, and with a sound, a smell of burning flesh spread.

The bald man screamed, but he wanted to get out but couldn't move, and then he saw Ye Tianlong poking his cigar, another scream.

There was another scar on his head, and he screamed in pain.

"It seems that a monk needs nine scars for shaving."

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Ye Tianlong pinched the cigar and repeatedly prodded it, burning nine scars on the bald man's head, making the latter's painful tears come out.

The scared man grinned when they saw it, and suddenly realized that their situation was pretty acceptable.

"Boom!"

After scalding nine scars, Ye Tianlong kicked him out, then the wine bottle smashed out, smashing the bald guy with burnt eyebrows to his head.

The two bald men jumped up and down, tears of pain almost flowed out, and the suffocation in their hearts made them vomit blood.

"You, do you want to do it?"

Ye Tianlong dangling his cigar and looked at the middle-aged man, "Getting to bed early."

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, the middle-aged man who had been paying attention to him smiled and waved his hand to stop the two slowing men from continuing to attack:

"Little brother, it's not easy, it's amazing, everything seems messy, but in fact it's step by step."

"Splashing light bulbs, picking up debris, hijacking the scared man, consuming them, and then cleaning them up without any effort, you surprise me."

"You surprise me too."

Ye Tianlong walked over slowly: "I thought you were acquainted and wouldn't know how to do it. Unexpectedly, you let your two men sneak attack."

"If I haven't done anything twice, I guess you will have taken care of it badly."

The middle-aged man smiled leisurely: "They are the ones who are in distress. Dagu and Xiaogu are also masters. They have never suffered like this tonight."

He also glanced at the two people who were angry: "Maybe they think you are insidious, using alcohol and cigars to win, you can't win."

"But in my opinion, given them ten chances, they also lose."

Ye Tianlong sat down beside him: "Look at me so high?"

"Of course, my eyesight is never bad."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand: "Rich Party A, friends on the road give face and call out."

"Have not heard."

Ye Tianlong doesn't give face to face: "However, the name of Yuanwai is very good, the rich one, are you rich?"

"A little."

The rich party A smiled: "Do you want money?"

"Reactive merit is not rewarded."

Ye Tianlong stretched out and said, "But you can do me a favor. You let two of your men sneak attack on me. Shouldn't you protect me overnight to make up?"

He held the blood-stained shard in his hand: "I want to sleep well."

He directly made a cut in the back of the rich party's hand, and the blood rushed out instantly, dripping to the ground, shocking.

When being bullied, he always wants to win back a little bit.

The corner of Fu Jia's mouth moved slightly, and he glanced at the narrow glass and Ye Tianlong's hands. These hands are very slender and white, full of aura like an artist.

But the rich party had no doubt that these hands could easily twist his neck, and he waved his hand to stop the two slowing men from taking action.

He wiped the blood very calmly, then looked at Ye Tianlong and smiled: "No problem."

"Happy, let's sleep together, there are still many things to deal with tomorrow."

Ye Tianlong lay down beside Rich Party A: "Outside the staff, my safety is your safety."

"Also, stay away from the person who told you. Like Cao Cao, I have the habit of killing people in my dreams."

The rich party was not angry, but laughed, interested. This was the first kid to show him blood.

Ye Tianlong slept heartlessly.

The next day, before the sky was fully lit, Zhu Dapen showed up aggressively with a few policemen. He wanted to see Ye Tianlong burst out and search for teeth, but he found out in shock:

The scarred man and a group of people curled up in the corner, their hands and feet tied, their faces haggard, and there were a lot of blood stains.

The ground was also full of water and debris, and the lampshade above his head shattered.

And Ye Tianlong was leaning against the rich party asleep, with a water glass beside him, with a cigar in his hand, and he was very enjoyable.

Zhu Dapen was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and it took a lot of effort to get Ye Tianlong here, and he also withstood the pressure from all directions in order to vent the evil anger of the guns, but it turned out to be this scene.

He hated iron and steel and glared at them at the scared man, and then he called his cronies to open the door quickly.

"Kang Dang!"

After the cronies opened the iron door of the cell, Zhu Dapen shouted angrily: "Ye Tianlong!"

All the twenty-odd people in the cell opened their eyes. When the scared man saw Zhu Dapen it was more like finding an organization, his face was aggrieved and he almost cried.

Ye Tianlong did not respond, turned his body sideways, and continued to fall asleep.

Zhu Dapen was so angry that he grabbed an electric baton and flicked it at the iron gate of the cell. He said, "Ye Tianlong."

"when!"

Ye Tianlong hit a joke, jumped up in a hurry, and he swept the water cup next to him, just hitting Zhu Dapen's nose.

"Ouch!"

Zhu Dapen, who was about to rush over, let out a scream, threw the electric baton to cover his neck and backed a few steps, tears coming out of pain.

"Who called me? Who called me?"

Ye Tianlong, who jumped out of bed, roared, "Don't you know I am sleeping?"

"Didn't I tell you that, like Cao Cao, I have the habit of killing people in my dreams? Wouldn't I be afraid that I would kill you when I wake up?"