Chapter 1932: The situation changes again

Although the white and pure middle-aged man shouting is full of breath, it is estimated that he has no skills at all, and may even fall to the ground when the wind blows.
But in the tone of the shouting, there was unspeakable arrogance and confidence.
That feeling fell in Ye Tianlong's ears, just like the in the imperial palace reading the imperial decree, that kind of arrogant man who controls the fate of others.
But Bao Shanren didn't care about the tone of this speech, dozens of people were all shocked by the content of the call.
Madam Feng also frowned.
Feng Batian, who was about to be dead for almost a year, unexpectedly appeared at this time, and he was still aware of the rumors of today's events.
To Bao Shanren and the others, this news was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, causing everyone to feel an unbelievable trance.
Ye Tianlong also coughed, pressing his neck wound and muttering to himself: "The Phoenix Gambler..."
The Baijing middle-aged man came to the crowd and looked at Madam Feng and said faintly, "Madam, execute the order."
Bao Shanren raised a smile:
"Mr. Gongsun, today there is a gambling conflict. The facts are clear. Xue Hu and his gang are to blame. Mr. Feng doesn't need to waste time dealing with these trivial things, right?"
Baijing middle-aged man has a strange yin and yang: "The king of gambling questioned Mr. Feng's decision?"
Bao Shanren was startled slightly, then smiled and said, "Don't dare."
In the minds of ancient subjects, the emperor's sovereignty was sacred and inviolable.
In the eyes of the people of Australia, Fengba Tiansheng is more majestic than the emperor's sovereign.
"Just don't dare."
The middle-aged Baijing looked at Madam Feng and said, "Madam, follow the order."
In the next moment, a team of heavily outfitted men wearing bulletproof vests and holding guns protected the ecstatic Xue Hu and Zhongye...
Although I don't know what the variables are, but no matter how bad they are, they are in their current situation, so Li Xin and the others showed a glimmer of hope.
"cough--"
Ye Tianlong was about to say something, but a wave of blood surged, and then he fainted...
In the afternoon, the sun is shining, the autumn leaves are beautiful, and the years are good.
Wearing a red dress, Ye Tianlong was draped in warm sunshine, standing in front of a two-meter-high mirror, sorting out his clothes, and his gestures were calm and elegant.
It's just that when he fastened the buttons, he suddenly saw a strong light from the mirror, rushing to him wantonly, making his whole person more three-dimensional.
In the dimness, I saw Ye Tianlong in the mirror with blood red eyes and indescribable murderous aura flowing all over his body. Then, two puffs of blood spurted from his nose.
Ye Tianlong subconsciously raised his head and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose.
Perhaps it was too much force, Ye Tianlong was too late to shout, Huo Ran fell to the sky and kicked on the broad mirror.
With a loud bang, the mirror exploded, the sky was flying, the light drifted away, and it was thrilling. Ye Tianlong was lying on the ground in cold sweat.
Among the countless fragments, Ye Tianlong found that his eyes, his mouth, his ears, and the wounds he had suffered before...
They all broke apart, spewing out puffs of blood.
His whole body was quickly stained with blood, and he looked like a zombie.
A little girl in a white dress ran over to pull him, but he held it down and bit her neck...
"Do not--"
Ye Tianlong gave a strange cry and sat up straight. He glanced around and found that he was not lying in the cloakroom, but on the big bed.
There was no mirror, no fragments, no blood, and no little girl. Ye Tianlong touched a cold sweat: "It turned out to be just a nightmare."
When Ye Tianlong patted his chest and rejoiced that it was just a dream, an indescribable horror rose from the bottom of his heart.
Because the nightmare was vivid, it seemed as if it had just happened, which made him feel uneasy inexplicably.
"What's going on?"
At this moment, the door of the concealed room was suddenly pushed open, Tianmo and the others appeared together, and Jiang Ziran yelled happily: "Tianlong is awake."
Zhen and Han Qinhu also ran in, and then more than a dozen people gathered around Ye Tianlong, with indescribable joy on their faces.
Zhen asked everyone not to get too close to the bed, let the air circulate a little, and then looked at the bedside instrument opening:
"Ye Shao's body functions are different from ordinary people, and the recovery speed is five times that of ordinary people. The wounds on his body have been healed for most of the time, and his internal organs have become normal."
Zhen gave everyone a reassurance: "It's just that there is too much bleeding, and the body is still a little weak, and needs to eat to supplement."
Jiang Ziran got up and went out like a whirlwind: "I'll go make him something to eat."
Zhen smiled and said to Ye Tianlong: "Ye Shao, do you know that you fainted can scare everyone, thinking that the of death injured you internally."
"If you don't wake up again today, it is estimated that you will be sent back to the capital to be treated by the doctor Qin."
"It's just that no one thought that although your fainting may be caused by injuries, it is more that your body needs to repair itself."
Zhen looked at Ye Tianlong's wound tenderly: "This sleep is worth a half-month rest for ordinary people."
"is it?"
Ye Tianlong stretched out his muscles and bones, his body was still a bit tired, but the wound seemed not to hurt much, and the knife wound he felt when he touched his neck was scarred:
"How long have I slept?"
Han Qinhu smiled and took the topic: "It's been two nights a day, and after another ten hours, it's forty-eight hours."
"Sleep long enough."
Ye Tianlong rubbed his swollen head, then looked out the window and asked: "What's the situation outside now?"
After hearing this sentence, Canshou and Han Qinhu became silent, and then Zhen said softly: "The overall situation is still very good."
"The of death is dead, the body was sent back to the East, Xue Hu and Zhongye are locked up, and Xue's Casino is also taken over by the Gambling Association."
Zhen squeezed a smile: "Bao Shanren said, you can transfer the account to our banner in two days."
Tian Mo took the topic: "The three families are all safe and sound. In order to avoid retaliation by the Orientals, they will temporarily live in Hong Kong City."
Canshou also nodded: "The Emperor Knife Club has become a mouse crossing the street. The police and the people have tried their best to suppress it. There is no room for survival."
Han Qinhu hesitated and said: "The Swordsman has also cleaned the garden, and has restarted the construction of the Swordsman Hall."
Ye Tianlong didn't have much joy on his face: "Xue Hu and the others are still alive, and the body of the of death was sent back to Dongyang. It took two days for Xue's casino to transfer the house..."
"Why so many hand tails? This is what Feng Batian meant again?"
Ye Tianlong remembered the declaration made by the Baijing middle-aged man that day, his brows couldn't help but he said, "Why does he interfere in everything?"
"He wants to maintain his authority. He should come out when the gods of death repent. Now that the dust has settled, it is too unkind to mix in."
As far as Ye Tianlong is concerned, Zhongye and the others are not dead, and Xue's Casino has not been transferred, so the fruits of victory are a bit tangible.
Canshou and the others are subconsciously silent, and they don't know the answer, so they can't explain it all.
Zhen Qing pursed her attractive red lips, a hesitation flashed across her pretty face, and then smiled:
"He estimated that he had retired behind the scenes for too long and was a little bored, and this time the turmoil was repeated, so he came out and tossed."
Canshou nodded: "Yes, he hasn't appeared in a year since he came out this time to find a sense of existence."
Han Qinhu also echoed: "As long as there is no change in the final result, let's give him some face and let him show his power."
Tianmo's eyes became firm: "Brother, don't worry, it's not ours, let him go, but he can't take ours."
Seeing the expressions of everyone, Ye Tianlong sat up slightly: "Why do you feel something is wrong? Is the situation less optimistic than you said?"
"In the two days I was sleeping, what changes have taken place in Australia?"