The Genius

The appearance of death makes Ye Tianlong's calmness more dignified.

Ye Tianlong has not suffered a big loss, but he has not taken advantage of his old opponent.

It is precisely because there have been many confrontations before that ye Tianlong has a deep understanding of death, and he seems to be a little worse than him.

However, he didn't feel a bit flustered. Instead, he stepped forward and looked at the proud boy of Oriental martial arts: "death, are you here again?"

Hearing that the man in black is the God of death, Xue Hu and Li Xin are shocked. It seems that they didn't expect the top Japanese experts to show up.

You know, although the Oriental people have many martial arts and extraordinary strength, there are only two who break through the nine grades. One of them is the God of death in front of them.

"Ye Tianlong, you are very good."

Death bloomed a smile: "compared with the previous few times, it's the first time that you didn't run away."

"It seems that in the past six months, you have grown up a lot. You are no longer a guerrilla in hiding, but a regular army in confrontation."

Ye Tianlong burst out laughing: "Macao city is my territory. What can I do for it?"

"On the contrary, I'm a little curious. Aocheng is not your territory. What are you doing here?"

He did not expect death.

"The God of death is the proud son of Toyo. You can go wherever you want," he said

The eyes of the God of death are as indifferent as ever: "I heard that someone killed my compatriots, excluded my compatriots, and destroyed their hard work for more than ten years."

"They are so hard, so hard, so humble, I always want to help them."

Death smile became strange: "very surprised, did not expect you this son of a bitch."

Nakano Daxiang and Xue Hu are very happy. They didn't expect that ye Tianlong and death had already settled a grudge, which means that ye Tianlong is no longer alive.

Ye Tianlong didn't care at all, but also gave a blow: "for the emperor's sword will come out, say so many chicken soup words, when he is Haruki Murakami?"

Death did not have any emotional ups and downs: "it's rare to see again. It's time to settle old accounts and new accounts together."

Ye Tianlong showed a confident look: "do you think I'm still who I was? I'm not afraid of you. "

In the face of such a monster as death, ye Tianlong can only bluff to avoid being entangled by him.

"And although Aocheng is not in the mainland, it is also a special zone in China. If you come here, someone will come out to intercept you soon."

"If I were you, I would leave here at once, so as not to go back to the East like the capital last time."

Ye Tianlong reminds the expressionless God of death.

Despite his hatred for ye Tianlong, Li Xin has to admit that ye Tianlong has good courage and can still hide his needles in the face of death.

The God of death, with both hands on his back, said with a proud smile: "I can see that you are more energetic than ever, and you won't face me with too much spirit."

"It's not easy to escape into Jiupin completely. It will take at least half a year to precipitate."

The God of death directly points out Ye Tianlong's level: "if my estimation is right, although your body has reached nine grades, your cultivation is still short."

"You want to be my enemy, or you want to die."

He stares at Ye Tianlong coldly: "as for Chinese officials, they will really find me soon, but they will only limit me to leave within 24 hours."

"During this period, as long as I don't kill people, don't set fire, and don't involve state secrets, they won't urge me to leave."

The knife in death's hand was cold: "twenty four hours is enough for me to kill you and then run back to the East."

Shit!

This guy is really hard to fool, but ye Tianlong still keeps calm: "anyway, I'm a lot better than before."

"You didn't kill me in our previous confrontation. Do you think you have a chance to kill me this time?"

Ye Tianlong chuckled: "you say, if I use a little red, will it pierce your throat faster?"

After speaking, he lowered his right hand, with a red light in his palm.

See a little red, death smile instantly stiff, nervous rare tight, so strong he, in the face of a little red still dare not have a little contempt.

Then, he sneered again: "Ye Tianlong, it seems that you really don't know how to live or die."

Ye Tianlong light a smile: "deer who do not know."

After the exasperation, death also fell into the silence before the outbreak.

The air stopped flowing, and the atmosphere was as solemn as a mountain, as if it could cause an explosion at any time.

For some reason, Nakano feels that even in such a favorable situation, they still have no control over the overall situation.

There are so many people, so many guns, and so many knives, plus a nine grade God of death, but Nakano Daxiang still doesn't feel 100% sure to leave Ye Tianlong.

Maybe it's because ye Tianlong is too calm.

In such a situation of crisis hanging on the line, his calmness itself represents strength.But Hiro Nakano didn't say too much either, because at the moment, all his actions were superfluous or even powerless. Death was the real decision maker.

The God of death frowned and looked at Ye Tianlong with sharp eyes, thinking about the possibility of letting go of the war and retreating.

Others don't know, but he already knows the power of a little red. Wolverine and Qiba both died on a little red.

"Woo -"

at this moment, there was a sound of police siren not far away, and then more than a dozen police cars came near here.

Seeing the official people appear, the God of death slowly converges his killing intention, which makes people feel his sharp edge.

Nakano also asked his men to put away their weapons.

"Nakano, remember, release the three families before dusk, or I will kill you at all costs."

Ye Tianlong also quick action, put away a little red: "I can tell you, once I chase you, no one can protect you, even death."

The God of death said coldly: "Ye Tianlong, don't be arrogant. Our accounts will be settled in Aocheng."

"Ye Tianlong, you don't have to threaten me. Even if you chase me, I don't care. I believe in myself and the strength of death."

Nakano Daxiang looked at Ye Tianlong haughtily: "but seeing that you care so much about the three families, I'll give you a chance."

"Tomorrow you will fight with Mr. Xue. If you win, I will spare no effort to find you three families. They are still intact."

"If you lose, I'll help you find three families, but in addition to the bet you give Mr. Xue, you can disband the Shendao sect and demobilize your children."

He showed an old fox's smile: "all the properties of shendaomen are given to huangdaohui free of charge. What do you think of my proposal?"

Obviously, he wants Ye Tianlong to lose completely.

"That's a good suggestion."

Xue Hu burst out laughing: "it can not only avoid fighting and killing, bring trouble to the police, but also solve the problem directly."

"Ye Tianlong, what do you think?"

Xue Hu added: "if you agree, I'll go to Mrs. Feng and put it on record. You two can sign on the spot tomorrow."

Anyway, this is the chance to save the lives of the three families. Ye Tianlong nodded without hesitation: "OK, that's settled."

"I bet with Nakano on the three families with shendaomen, but Nakano must remember that I want the three families to be intact, completely intact."

Ye Tianlong's eyes are like a knife: "if one is insulted, the bet will be void. I will kill you at any cost."

"It's a deal," Nakano said with a big hand

At this time, the police car is almost at the gate of the restaurant. Ye Tianlong glances at it and then walks to his car.

Nakano Daxiang and they all continued to disperse.

"Here you are."

The God of death suddenly raised his hand and shot out like a knife and arrow. He turned his back to Ye Tianlong who opened the door.

"Dang!"

Ye Tianlong grabbed the knife with his backhand, then threw it into the tire of death's car, turned his head and uttered coldly: "carving insects."

Death's eyes were slightly cold: "it's really Jiupin..."

Ye Tianlong sat in the car with no expression on his face, then stepped on the gas and left the restaurant. As soon as he went out, he immediately bared his teeth.

Grab the palm of the restaurant, a hot trace

At this moment, death looks at the flat tire, and his heart is full of ten thousand grass mud horses