Seeing the hook-nosed young man and Luo Yanni dying violently, both Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang's eyelids jumped.
In addition to being surprised by their cruel death, they were also afraid of their strong fighting power.
Ye Fan pulled Ling Guojiang and quietly stepped back a few steps, still condensing the dragon-slaying technique in his left hand.
If anything goes wrong with Luo Ba Dao, Mark will directly expose him.
"Lao Luo, congratulations on cleaning up the house!"
Ling Guojiang looked away from the corpse and looked at Luo Badao.
Luo BaDao said nothing as he looked at his dead daughter, seemingly in a daze about Luo Yanni's death.
After a trace of sadness flashed across his face, he looked at Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang with cold eyes.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Master Luo, you seem to be a bit busy doing nothing."
Ling Guojiang also echoed: "You want to kill us too?"
Luo Badao did not respond directly to Ye Fan and the other two, but just pointed at the dead people around him:
"Many people died today, and many respectable people died."
"The pattern of Hengcheng is about to change as Old Man Ling said."
"Those who survive will be able to occupy the largest share of Hengcheng's interests as quickly as possible."
He smiled faintly: "Keeping you two here will do me more harm than good. I have no reason to keep doing the same thing."
Ye Fan also spoke calmly: "Don't say you may not be able to kill us. Even if you do kill us, the Ling family will seek revenge from you."
"If you die, I will write the script. How can the Ling family seek revenge from me?"
Luo Badao showed a hint of disdain when he heard this, and looked disdainfully at Ye Fan who issued the warning:
"The Yang family and Jia Zihao, regardless of morality, slaughtered the funeral procession. Not only did they kill Lao Ling and other eight gambling kings, they also killed my beloved daughter Luo Yanni."
"I was the only one who survived by hiding in my son's coffin."
"So the enemies of the Luo family, the Ling family and the other seven gambling kings are not me, Luo Badao, but the Yang family and Jia Zihao."
"You are all dead, and I am the only one left among the nine gambling kings. To deal with a behemoth like the Yang family, I am the best backbone."
"At that time, 70% of the forces and backbone of Hengcheng will gather under my command."
"If I continue to overthrow the Yang family under the righteous banner of revenge, I will be the unique king of Hengcheng."
He laughed ferociously: "You think, why should I not kill you two?"
While speaking, Luo Badao made a gesture, signaling the eighteen tomb guards to surround Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang.
"Lao Luo, your idea is very good. It was indeed feasible in the past."
There was no emotion on Ling Guojiang's face as he watched Luo Ba Dao speak out calmly:
"But can't you see that Hengcheng is about to change?"
"If you kill us, not only will you not be able to become the king of Hengcheng, but you will become the target of public criticism."
"The Yang family will be destroyed by you and the revenge army, but you will also be killed in the chaos and both sides will lose."
"There will never be a king in Hengcheng. If you think about becoming a king, you will end up with your head on the ground."
"This is not as good as the time you evacuated to Ruiguo to spend the rest of your life in peace."
He turned his head and looked at the hill opposite where gunshots were still ringing: "This sniper's combat effectiveness is not what Jia Zihao can match."
"That's right!"
Ye Fan also smiled and reminded Luo Ba Dao not to be murderous:
"We survived, not only can we cooperate with you in telling stories, but we can also bear some firepower for you."
"Master Luo is a smart man and should be able to understand what we mean!"
Ye Fan also considered killing Luo Ba Dao, but in the end he decided not to do it after thinking about it.
Once Luo Ba Dao died, the Ling family became the target of public criticism.
The water in Hengcheng is too deep now, and Ye Fan needs more cannon fodder.
Luo Badao's smile froze upon hearing this, his murderous madness cooled down, and his eyes became a little more struggling.
Then he stared at Ling Guojiang and said, "The Ling family is willing to cooperate with me?"
Ling Guojiang smiled faintly: "The interests of the seven gambling kings belong to you, I don't want a penny!"
"Hahaha, Lao Ling, what are you talking about?"
Luo BaDao laughed, dismissed Ling Li, and stepped forward to hug Ling Guojiang:
"We are old friends, how could I kill you?"
"And we have already said to each other that no matter how big the grievances or grievances are, they should be settled at the gambling table, not with swords or guns."
"Don't worry, we share the same hardships today, and I won't be the only one to enjoy the blessings in the future."
"If I have a bite of meat, I will never miss a piece of yours."
Luo BaDao finally decided not to take action against Ling Guojiang.
Apart from really wanting someone to share the firepower, he was not sure that he could kill Ling Guojiang with one thunderous strike.
He has not seen the deaf-mute old man until now.
This made him very afraid.
Ling Guojiang smiled: "Thank you, Lao Luo!"
"We are all brothers and friends, there is no need to see anyone outside."
Luo Badao laughed very loudly, then turned to look at the hill opposite:
"I don't know what's going on over there?"
"They were almost going to kill us all, why did they suddenly stop and start again?"
Luo BaDao asked back: "Are they fighting among themselves, or is it the deaf-mute elders arranged by you, Lao Ling?"
Intentionally or unintentionally, he tried to explore the whereabouts of the two deaf-mute elders.
"Not my person."
Ling Guojiang smiled faintly: "Compared to the danger brought by the hills, Lao Luo, you are more lethal."
The implication is that his people will only protect him secretly.
Hearing Ling Guojiang's words about hiding needles, Luo Badao laughed again:
"Ignore him, it will be beneficial to us anyway."
"Let's go, let's go down the mountain quickly and go back to take charge of the overall situation."
"Old Zhao and the others are dead, Hengcheng will definitely be in trouble today!"
After reaching an agreement, Luo Badao wanted to leave the Luo family cemetery.
He dug out a satellite phone that had been buried for a long time, dialed a number and soon a motorcade arrived.
Dozens of strong men wearing camouflage uniforms with desolate expressions on their faces.
It can be seen that this is the backup team that Luo Badao has arranged long ago.
Luo Badao waved to the mausoleum guards to dispose of 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 identity of the attacking snipers, but for safety reasons, he reminded the Luo family bodyguards to just wait and see, and not to attack proactively.
After finishing his work, he greeted Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang to get into the Rolls-Royce and leave the cemetery.
Luo Badao waved his hand enthusiastically: "Old Ling, let's go down the mountain. I'll take you back to the Ling family's house."
"No, no, Mr. Luo can just take the Rolls-Royce."
Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand: "There are many things to do in the cemetery battle. Mr. Luo must have made many phone calls and many arrangements."
"It is inconvenient for the two of us to sit inside. It will affect Mr. Luo's ability to make timely calls, and we will also hear things we shouldn't hear."
"Mr. Ling and I can just sit in the back of the jeep."
Ye Fan pulled Ling Guojiang and got into a car escorted by the Luo family at the back.
Ling Guojiang also waved to Luo Badao: "Don't worry about me, just go about your own business."
“Know what’s interesting!”
Luo Badao smiled with satisfaction, then stopped insisting and got into the Rolls-Royce with his cell phone to arrange things.
Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang didn't care. After getting into the jeep, they took out their mobile 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, and Luo Badao and the others all relaxed their nerves.
Even Ling Guojiang leaned on his seat and let out a long breath.
On the way, Ling Guojiang whispered: "What do you think of today's matter?"
"Jia Zihao and the Yang family attacked without a bottom line and killed seven gambling kings and key members."
This is the Luo family's car. Ye Fan said casually: "Although we survived, we also experienced dangers."
"So we should fully cooperate with King Luo Gambling to seek justice from the Yang family and others."
"We don't have a big backer, but Luo Gambling King has two big trump cards, Tang Clan and Sheng Hao. We should only follow his lead."
"With King Luo Gambling's character and temper, if we follow him, he will definitely give us a share of the soup if he has meat to eat."
"And in today's battle, he really worked hard and achieved great results."
Ye Fan praised Luo Badao: "If it weren't for him having a backup plan, we would have been killed by Luo Yanni."
"This kid has a conscience!"
While Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang were discussing quietly, Luo Badao, who was sitting in the Rolls Royce, picked up a cigar.
"Seeing as these two guys are so cooperative, I won't take any chances today."
He touched the bug in his ear and hummed: "Let them live a few more days to attract firepower for me."
While he was talking, the convoy was almost at the foot of the mountain.
The lane is a large arc, turning, the car slows down, and the Rolls-Royce also slows down.
Luo Badao puffed out a puff of smoke and looked at the sky in Hengcheng with great pride.
But the next second, his expression stiffened.
The two Luo family bodyguards subconsciously raised their heads, and when they saw it, their eyes were shocked, so shocked that they could hardly speak.
In the field of vision, on the hill fifty meters away, a man was half-kneeling, wearing a mask, and carrying a rocket on his shoulder.
The mouth of the barrel is locked tightly to the Rolls-Royce.
Luo BaDao roared angrily: "No -"
"Whoosh!"
With a sharp sound, the rocket sprayed out and hit the Rolls-Royce hard.
"boom!"
In the earth-shattering explosion, the Rolls-Royce exploded into a pile of fragments...
