Seeing the young man with hook nose and Luo Yanni die, Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang's eyelids twitched.
In addition to being surprised by their cruel death, they are also afraid of their strong combat power.
Ye Fan pulled Ling Guojiang and took a few steps back silently, and his left hand also condensed the dragon-slaying technique.
Whenever something is wrong with Luo Badao, Ye Fan will penetrate him directly.
"Old Luo, congratulations on cleaning up the portal!"
Ling Guojiang took his gaze from the corpse and looked at Luo Badao.
Seeing Luo Badao, who had died, did not speak out, he seemed a little dazed at Luo Yanni's death.
After a trace of sadness flashed across his face, he looked at Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang coldly.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Master Luo, you look a little bit like you are just dying."
Ling Guojiang also echoed: "Do you want to kill us together?"
Luo Badao did not respond directly to Ye Fan and the others, but just pointed at the dead people around him:
"A lot of people died today, and many well-known people died."
"The pattern of Hengcheng is about to change as Old Man Ling said."
"The survivors will be able to occupy the interests of Hengcheng as quickly as possible."
He smiled faintly: "Save you two, it will do me bad or bad. I have no reason to do it all the time."
Ye Fan also spoke calmly: "Don't say that you may not be able to kill us. Even if you really kill us, the Ling family will seek revenge on you."
"You are dead, I will write the script. How can the Ling family seek revenge on me?"
Luo Badao showed a hint of contempt when he heard this, and looked at Ye Fan who was warning with disdain:
"The Yang family and Jia Zihao did not care about morality and killed the funeral team. They not only killed the eight major gambling kings such as Lao Ling, but also killed my beloved daughter Luo Yanni."
"I am the only one who hides in my son's coffin and survives."
"So the enemies of the Luo family, the Ling family and the other seven major gambling kings are not me, Luo Badao, but the Yang family, Jia Zihao and others."
"You are all dead, and I am the only one of the nine gambling kings. If you want to deal with a giant like the Yang family, I am the best backbone."
"At that time, 70% of the forces and backbones in Hengcheng will gather under my command."
"I will defeat the Yang family under the banner of justice of the Revenge Army. I will be the only king in Hengcheng."
He grinned: "You guys, what's the reason why I won't kill you two?"
While speaking, Luo Badao made a gesture, signaling eighteen tomb guardians to surround Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang.
"Lao Luo, your idea is very good. It is indeed feasible in the past."
Ling Guojiang's face was not at all turbulent, and he watched Luo Badao come out slowly:
"But can't you see that Hengcheng is about to change the sky?"
"If you kill us, not only will you not be the king of Hengcheng, but you will become the target of public criticism."
"The Yang family will be broken by you with the revenge army, but you will also be killed in chaos and become both sides of the loss."
"There will be no more kings in Hengcheng. If you want to be kings, the ending will be the head of the land."
"This is not as good as the rest of your life you evacuated to Ruiguoan."
He turned his head and looked at the hill opposite where gunfire was still ringing: "The combat power of this sniper is not something that Jia Zihao can do."
"That's right!"
Ye Fan also smiled and reminded Luo Badao not to have the intention to kill:
"We can not only cooperate with you to tell stories, but also take on some firepower for you."
"The head of the Luo family is a smart person and should be able to understand what we mean!"
Ye Fan also wanted to kill Luo Badao, but in the end he thought about it, he would just forget it.
Once Luo Badao died, the Ling family became the target of public criticism.
The water in Hengcheng is too deep now, so Ye Fan needs a few more cannon fodder.
Luo Badao smiled stiffly when he heard this, and the crazy killing of people silenced him cooled down, and his eyes also struggled a little more.
Then he stared at Ling Guojiang and said, "Will the Ling family cooperate with me?"
Ling Guojiang smiled faintly: "The interests of the seven major gambling kings are all yours, and I don't want a single point!"
"Hahaha, Lao Ling, what are you talking about?"
Luo Badao laughed loudly, dissipated Ling Li, and stepped forward to hug Ling Guojiang:
"We are old friends, how could I kill you?"
"And we have already said that no matter how big the grudges and grudges are, they should be resolved at the gambling table. You cannot use a knife or a gun."
"Don't worry, we have difficulties today, and I will not enjoy the blessings in the future."
"If I have a bite of meat, I will definitely have a lot of you."
Luo Badao finally decided not to attack Ling Guojiang.
Apart from really wanting to share the firepower alone, he was not sure that the Thunder strike would kill Ling Guojiang.
He has not seen the two deaf and mute elders so far.
This made him very afraid.
Ling Guojiang smiled: "Then thank you Lao Luo!"
"Brothers, friends, don't be dissatisfied."
Luo Badao laughed loudly, then turned his head to look at the opposite hill:
"I don't know what's going on over there?"
"We were almost killed, but why did we suddenly stop and start to do it?"
Luo Badao asked back: "Is it their internal strife, or is it the deaf and mute elders you arranged by Lao Ling?"
He intentionally or unintentionally tested the whereabouts of the two deaf and mute elders.
"Not mine."
Ling Guojiang smiled faintly: "You are more lethal than the danger brought by the hills."
The implication is that his people will only protect him in secret.
Hearing Ling Guojiang's words, Luo Badao laughed again:
"No matter who he is, it will do us anyway."
"Go, go, hurry down the mountain and hurry back and take charge of the overall situation."
"Old Zhao and the others are dead, Hengcheng will definitely make a fuss today!"
After reaching an agreement, Luo Badao thought of leaving the Luo family cemetery.
He dug out a satellite phone that had been buried long ago, and after calling a number, a convoy soon arrived.
Dozens of strong men wearing camouflage uniforms with Xiao Sha on their faces.
It can be seen that this is the reserve support team that Luo Badao had arranged long ago.
Luo Badao waved his hand and asked the tomb guardian to deal with the bodies of his daughter and son, and then picked up the phone to notify the Luo family's forces to surround the opposite hill.
He wanted to see the true faces of the attacking snipers, but for safety reasons, he reminded the Luo family bodyguards to wait and not to take the initiative to attack.
After finishing his work, he called Ye Fan and Ling to penetrate into Rolls-Royce and leave the cemetery.
Luo Badao waved his hand enthusiastically: "Old Ling, go, go down the mountain, I will take you back to the Ling family's house."
"No, no, Mr. Royce is fine."
Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand: "There are many things in the battle in the cemetery, and Mr. Luo must have many phone calls and many things to arrange."
"It is inconvenient for us to sit inside, which will affect Mr. Luo's call in time and will also hear things that shouldn't have been heard."
"Mr. Ling and I can just sit in the jeep behind."
Ye Fan pulled Ling Guojiang into a car escorted by the Luo family behind.
Ling Guojiang also waved to Luo Badao: "Don't care about me, be busy with your own business."
"Know the fun!"
Luo Badao smiled with satisfaction, then stopped insisting, and took his cell phone into Rolls-Royce to arrange things.
Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang didn't care either. After getting into the jeep, they took out their cell phones and looked for signals to call Song Hongyan and the others.
While busy, the convoy slowly drove down the mountain.
After a fight, many people died suddenly, Luo Badao and the others were invisibly relaxed.
Even Ling Guojiang leaned against the seat and breathed a long breath.
On the way forward, Ling Guojiang whispered: "What do you think about today?"
"Jia Zihao and the Yang family had no bottom line to attack, and they also killed seven major gambling kings and backbones."
This is the Luo family's car, and Ye Fan said carelessly: "Although we survived, we have also experienced danger."
"So we should fully cooperate with Luo Gambling King to seek justice from the Yang family and the others."
"We don't have a big backer, but Luo Gambling King has two trump cards, Tang Sect and Shenghao. We should only follow his leader."
"With the character and temper of the gambling king of Luo, we follow him. If he has meat to eat, he will definitely give us some soup."
"And he did work hard and make great contributions in this battle today."
Ye Fan praised Luo Badao: "It's not that he has a backup plan, we were all killed by Luo Yanni."
"This kid has a conscience!"
While Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang were discussing softly, Luo Badao, who was sitting in the Rolls-Royce, picked up a cigar.
"Seeing how these two guys cooperate so well, I won't take the risk of taking action today."
He touched the eavesdropper in his ear and snorted: "Let them live for a few more days to attract firepower for me."
As we spoke, the convoy was almost at the foot of the mountain.
The lane is a large arc, turning, slowing down, and the Rolls-Royce also slows down.
Luo Badao sprayed out a mouthful of smoke and looked at the sky in Hengcheng with great pride.
But the next second, he stiffened.
The two Luo family bodyguards subconsciously looked up and saw that their eyes were shocked, so shocked that they could hardly even speak.
In the field of view, a man was half kneeling on the hill fifty meters away, wearing a mask, and a rocket was carried on his shoulder.
The tube mouth is locked tightly with the Rolls-Royce.
Luo Badao roared: "No"
"Swoosh!"
With a sharp sound, the rockets blew out and hit Rolls-Royce hard.
"boom!"
In the earth-shaking explosion, Rolls-Royce exploded into a pile of debris...