Chapter 1552: Nosebleed

"Brother, Wei Zhongcheng is here."
When the voice fell, the dinosaurs brought windy ears to them, and threw a dark person in the middle of the hall. It was Wei Zhongcheng who hurriedly ran away just now.
His skin was blackened by gunpowder smoke, his body was covered with wounds, blood was flowing, one foot and one hand were blown away, and he looked torn apart.
Looking at this situation, it is hard to believe that he is still alive, but he is indeed not dead, and Wei Zhongcheng, lying on the ground, still flashes with his life's indomitability.
He looked at Ye Tianlong, still flashing crazily and angry: "Put you...a lung..."
When Wei Zhongcheng evacuated, he avoided traps, avoided bullets, and broke through Tiger Master, but forgot the booby traps on the doorknob...
Although he was separated by an iron door, he was still blown out, and air waves, steel balls, and broken stones hit his body severely.
Sora has a skill, but he capsized in the gutter. Wei Zhongcheng was unwilling. He wanted to make a comeback, but who knew that he had no chance to let it go.
At this point, he understood why the Tiger Master, who rushed up on the way out, always yelled rather than attacked.
It's not that he didn't dare to do anything with him, but drove him to the forbidden place of death. Ye Tianlong, the bastard, was too overcast.
"Winner and loser."
Ye Tianlong looked at Wei Zhongcheng and smiled: "Just accept your fate."
Then he said softly: "Do me a favor, ask Wei Ji to come out, I will give you a way out, I will definitely let you go."
A person with broken hands and feet is almost no threat to Ye Tianlong. Ye Tianlong is happy to exchange it for a Wei Ji.
He also took out two pills, crushed them, and sprinkled them on Wei Zhongcheng's wound so that he would not bleed too much and die.
Although Qiao Zhenxing was angry at Wei Zhongcheng's torture, he didn't yell when he saw him like this, and he admired him as a hard bone.
"Hahaha—"
Wei Zhongcheng laughed wildly: "Ye Tianlong, the person who crawled out of my sinister grave, do you think I will bow my head to you?"
Although he was silly, but he still had two points of sadness in his heart. He was also a generation figure, but he fell into such a situation.
Ye Tianlong raised a smile: "It is precisely knowing that you have crawled out of the dangerous grave, that is why I persuade you to cherish your life."
"Think about it, no life, no matter how rich and honorable, what's the point?"
"How about the princes and generals who lie in the thousand-year-old coffin and luxurious cemetery with more jewelry and reputation?"
Ye Tianlong sighed softly: "Isn't it because you, a little tomb thief, wantonly steal the tomb treasure and desecrate the body?"
The corner of Wei Zhongcheng's mouth moved, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but his face still made him stand up and shout: "I won't hurt Mrs. Wei."
Then he issued a warning: "Ye Tianlong, cherish his crime, I tell you, you will be hacked to death sooner or later if you hold the Seven Kings Cauldron."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that there are eight thousand people looking for it without ten thousand."
Wei Zhongcheng was murderous: "If you know it, you'd better give it to Mrs. Wei."
Ye Tianlong smiled when he heard the words, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Wei Zhongcheng, you still can't see the situation clearly, I also tell you a secret."
"Wei Ji wants Seven Kings Ding, and I want her beads."
He whispered: "I have the Seven Kings Cauldron in my hand, and the three beads of Qin, Qi, and Wei. How can Wei fight with me?"
Wei Zhongcheng's body was shocked and his face was astonished: "What? You still have three beads?" Then he realized a more serious problem: "Are you from Tianmen?"
Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "Yes, Tianmen is already in my bag. Sooner or later Wei has to surrender. You might as well submit to me sooner."
"Perhaps I will give you a chance to provide for the elderly."
"If you are willing to take Wei Yuerong's antiques from the Lu family, I will still let you eat forever."
He had a sincere look: "Otherwise, you won't survive tonight."
"Ye Tianlong, you don't want to have a great dream."
Wei Zhongcheng screamed: "If you want to kill, kill it."
He is the mainstay of the Wei family and the right arm of Mrs. Wei. How can he easily bow his head? Why should I find a step and then lower my head...
Ye Tianlong smiled and asked: "Are you really unwilling to submit to me?"
Wei Zhongcheng bit his lip: "Skills can be killed but not humiliated."
"That's a pity."
Ye Tianlong cast a wink at Han Qinhu, shook his head and sighed: "Come here, cut his head."
Han Qinhu took an axe, glanced at Ye Tianlong, then called out, the axe slashed at Wei Zhongcheng's head...
"Peng!"
There was a loud noise and blood spurted out, and Wei Zhongcheng was in a different place.
His head tumbled to the ground with a sound, with an expression of endless shock on his face. How could it be different from what he had imagined?
In Wei Zhongcheng's vision, Han Qinhu's axe fell, and Ye Tianlong should stop him at the last inch.
Then Ye Tianlong said something like heroism, give him a step, Wei Zhongcheng will come to feel sorry for each other, and finally choose to cooperate.
Wei Zhongcheng also believed that Ye Tianlong, an old world like Ye Tianlong, had guessed his own psychology, but the axe cut his head directly...
Ye Tianlong was also there on the spot, and then shouted with a gloomy look: "Old Han, why did you really kill? I gave you a wink."
"This guy has been shaken, and he will kneel after two scares, but you just hit it..."
Han Qinhu opened his mouth slightly, and then shouted helplessly on his face:
"Brother, you said it was chopped, I thought it was a real chop, I really didn't see your gesture, otherwise I would stay an inch."
Ye Tianlong's eyes stared: "I didn't look at me, so where did you look? Didn't I blink twice?"
Han Qinhu squeezed out weakly: "Brother, are you winking? I thought it was your nosebleed and pain..."
Ye Tianlong was taken aback: "Nosebleed? Nosebleed?"
He reached out his hand and touched his nose, and he found blood in his palm...
Ye Tianlong yelled, and hurriedly reached out and touched his body to see if there were any wounds he had overlooked, but soon found that he had no injuries at all.
Then, he had some luck again to see if he had an internal injury, but as he expected, he didn't even show his hand. Where did the internal injury come from?
"Strange."
Ye Tianlong touched his nose again, his nose was not bruised, and after touching it just now, his nose no longer bleeds.
Han Qinhu said in a low voice, "Is the Yang Qi too strong?"
The dinosaur came up and asked: "Brother, do you want to go to the hospital?"
"It's just a nosebleed, don't be nervous."
Ye Tianlong stretched his muscles and bones, feeling that the tiger could turn both of its heads, so he didn't take it to heart: "Maybe it's not acceptable."
Seeing that Ye Tianlong was the same as the dinosaur and Han Qinhu, they didn't care too much. Han Qinhu pointed his finger at Wei Zhongcheng, weakly speaking:
"This guy has his head down, what should I do next?"
The dinosaur looked around and said, "Just burn it."
"The living cannot be used, and the dead cannot be wasted."
Ye Tianlong rubbed the blood with his fingers:
"Send Wei Ji a big gift."