Chapter 1048: Script and confession

Chapter 1048 Script and Confession
Ye Tianlong took Zhao Yaoyao and Zhang Qingmen and left under the of two Kong elites.
Looking at Ye Tianlong and the others who left, Kong Polang looked at his brother who was dangling a cigar to arrange the script. He was depressed and walked over and asked:
"Brother, I didn't expect you to even kill Song Dongzhong. Things are in trouble now."
Confucius waved his hand to arrange the scene according to the script, and then faintly said to his brother: "It's really troublesome, but the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain."
"Song Dongzhong is alive, and the script will be arranged by him. After all, he is disabled. We can't dispute how he slanders us."
He let out a sigh: "He will slander us too. The Kong family will pay a huge price for this, and the Cai family will also hate us deeply."
Kong Polang nodded, Song Dongzhong's legs were mutilated, and he would naturally become a vicious dog, who caught and bitten.
"There are pits on both sides, just kill Song Dongzhong."
Confucius' eyes were fierce: "We make up our own stories, it doesn't matter if we believe it or not, it's better than a dumb to eat coptis."
Kong Polang sighed: "Yes, the dead can't argue with the living people how they tell stories!"
"Ye Tianlong's is really cruel. Just kill Cai Jinyin. But if you kill it, then kill it. Why not kill it?"
He expressed another dissatisfaction: "It would be great if his two shots directly blast Song Dongzhong's head instead of crippling his legs."
"Do you think he dare not kill Song Dongzhong? He deliberately left Song Dongzhong's life, the purpose is to drag us into the water."
Confucius glanced at his younger brother, feeling that his younger brother was still a little tender, and then told Ye Tianlong's true calculations:
"He knows very well in his heart that Cai Jinyin and the others are dead, Song Dongzhong is disabled, Song Dongzhong will hate the house and the black hate us."
There was a gleam in his eyes: "Ye Tianlong deliberately turned Song Dongzhong into a mad dog that bites people."
"We are worried that if we are bitten by a mad dog, we will definitely kill him. In this way, both parties will be in the same boat."
Kong Polang was taken aback for a moment, and then whispered: "You know Ye Tianlong's calculations, and still follow his script?"
Confucius said faintly: "Didn't I just say it? When Ye Tianlong beat the broken Song Dongzhong's legs, we can only advance and retreat with him."
"Of course, I am willing to tie Ye Tianlong together, and he has the value of being tied together."
A smile flashed across his face: "The relationship between the Zhao family, the Wu family, the Hungarian and Mongolian families with Ye Tianlong is also my confidence in dealing with this crisis."
Kong Polang nodded to express his understanding, and then gave a wry smile: "After you kill Song Dongzhong, I thought you would kill him too."
"It's easy to kill, but have you ever thought about it, if you can't kill him, what will we face?"
Confucius' eyelids twitched twice: "The second Cai Jinyin or Song Dongzhong."
"I used to think that Ye Tianlong was jealous of the five people. He could only make a play of stabbing you three times when he died. He didn't dare to kill him."
"But I found out today. Fortunately, I didn't use any means against Ye Tianlong before, otherwise the grass on your tomb might be one meter tall."
Realizing that Ye Tianlong dared to kill himself, Confucius felt a little more melancholy at the bottom of his ambition, which meant that his identity and glamour were meaningless.
Kong Polang didn't speak any more, just touched the wound in his abdomen, wondering if it was helpless or lucky...
"Let the police come ten minutes later, and everyone present will confess uniformly."
Confucius looked at his watch and waved his big hand to issue an instruction: "Song Dongzhong ate with Cai Jinyin, drank too much, and started fighting for Lin Bella."
"The Song family bodyguard's firearm exploded Cai Jinyin's head, and Lin Bella killed Song Dongzhong in a panic."
"Bodyguards on both sides were fighting with each other and suffered heavy casualties. We happened to ran into the negotiations with Ye Tianlong. We shot and warned them to abandon weapons for the people."
Confucius threw the script out of his mind: "The other party not only disobeyed, but also killed the red eye and shot us, and I was shot in the waist."
"In desperation, Kong Polang and you can only fight back in self-defense, a fierce battle, and eventually kill the Cai's gang."
The Kong's gunmen nodded all together and quickly digested the relevant information. Although there is still a lot to improve, the outline of the incident will probably come out first.
Kong Polang whispered: "What about Ye Tianlong and the others?"
Confucius said faintly: "He is a witness of this incident...Everyone knows that he and the Confucian family are rivals, and there is a hatred of three stabs."
"His testimony will be believed."
No one would believe that Confucius and Ye Tianlong would collude.
Even the news that Confucius had made friends with Ye Tianlong was nothing more than a trick played by Confucius in the eyes of many people.
Speaking of this, he picked up a Cai's bodyguard's gun and pulled the trigger at the outside of his waist. The bullet wiped it past, and a burst of blood shot...
At this time, Ye Tianlong was asking Tianmo and several tiger masters to send Zhao Yaoyao and Zhang Qingmen to the Hilton Hotel, and asked the hotel to treat the wounds of both of them.
Because the bullets had passed through the calf, no surgery was required. After Ye Tianlong told Tianmo and the others to take care of them, he drove back to Ditianju.
When he returned to Ditianju, Ye Tianlong went straight to the kitchen. Zhan Qinglou was cooking porridge. When he saw Ye Tianlong came back, he smiled and shouted:
"Tianlong, why are you back? It's rare to see you at home at noon, have you eaten? If not, wait a while, this pot of chicken porridge is almost ready."
After that, she sniffed lightly, and focused her eyes on Ye Tianlong: "You are so bloody?"
Then, Zhan Qinglou saw a lot of blood on Ye Tianlong's body: "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"
"Sister brothel, I'm fine."
Ye Tianlong picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass of water, and then held the Zhan Qing Lou to check him with a smile: "I am not injured."
Zhan Qinglou frowned: "No injury, where did this blood come from?"
"It's someone else's blood."
Ye Tianlong poured half a cup of water, and then lightly said, "Song Dongzhong, Cai Jinyin, dead."
Zhan Qinglou was disapproving at first, then his body was shaken, and his eyes showed surprise: "What did you say?"
"Song Dongzhong and Cai Jinyin are dead."
Ye Tianlong repeated: "I killed Cai Jinyin, and Confucius killed Song Dongzhong."
He had Confucius's script in his hand, but he did not hide from the war brothel, and calmly restored the facts on the scene:
"Cai Jinyin bullied the male and female, shot two of my innocent friends, and even blasted my head with a gun. I begged for mercy and fought back and killed him in self-defense."
He sighed softly, "Confucius did nothing but kill Song Dongzhong who was present..."
"Naughty!"
The face of Zhan Qinglou's face changed in an instant, full of fierce killing intent, a chill that made people horribly cold, and the entire kitchen suddenly overflowed, and the temperature seemed to drop:
"Do you know what the identities of Song Dongzhong and Cai Jinyin are? One is the eldest son of the Song family, and the other is the leading son of Taicheng, with a prominent identity.
Ye Tianlong said faintly: "I only recognize reason, not people."
"you--"
The Zhan Qinglou was irritated by Ye Tianlong, and looked at Ye Tianlong sharply: "You are really not wrong about this matter?"
Ye Tianlong shook his head: "No, if there is a mistake, I dare not come back for dinner."
Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, the anger and murderous intent on Zhan Qinglou's face, as if waves were blowing on the beach, disappeared at this moment.
She became cold and indifferent with no emotion, the corners of her mouth drooped, her angry eyes became slightly narrowed, and she was obviously thinking about the problem.
"You tell me everything from beginning to end again."
Soon, Zhan Qinglou raised his head, his voice was majestic and calm, his eyes were cold: "Don't miss the slightest!"