To be kind to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself!
It was precisely because of these killers that Wang Tao and others almost lost their lives. For such people, Ye Zihao wanted to tear apart their bones and fry their skins, so how could he let Ma Longteng go?
Now he got the information and learned that Tu Long was in the Perfume Villa, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed a person's phone number.
"beep!"
"beep!"
"beep!"
…
After the phone rang a few times, someone answered.
At this time, the fat man's extremely obscene voice came from the other end of the phone, "Boss! Didn't you go pick up girls today? Hehe!"
"Damn fat man, be serious! I have something serious for you to do." Ye Zihao cursed with a smile, and his tone became serious.
"Oh? Boss, what's going on?"
Suddenly, the fat man was surprised and asked curiously.
"I investigated which bastard plotted against Wang Tao and the others. That guy's name is Tu Long. He's tall and has scars on his face. He's at Perfume Villa now. Can you help me keep an eye on him? Don't let him escape.
Already."
Ye Zihao gave orders and asked Fatty to secretly monitor the whereabouts of Dragon Slaying so as not to alert the enemy.
"Okay! No problem!"
The fat man nodded and agreed.
Soon, the fat man hung up the phone.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zihao quickly handled the scene. In the end, even the bodies of Long Yafeng and the others were melted away. No one would know that they died here.
…
That night!
In the Perfume Villa.
A burly man was sitting in the villa, tasting a bottle of 1982 Lafite. At this time, his phone rang, and the caller turned out to be the King of Poison.
"Hello? Poison King? What kind of wind has brought you here today?" Tulong was slightly surprised and asked in confusion.
At this time, the Du Wang's gloomy voice came from the other end of the phone, "I received a rumor that Zhang Dahai was kicked out. Wasn't the bunk already used by him? Why did Shen Yong suddenly regret it?"
"Poison King! This is a small mistake!"
Tu Long smiled disapprovingly, as if he didn't take the matter to heart.
"Small mistake? What do you mean?"
Suddenly, Poison King became alert and asked doubtfully.
And Tu Long opened his mouth to explain: "It turns out that I sent someone to assassinate Shen Yong to prevent Ye Zihao from investigating me through him. As a result, the killer sent out that night suddenly disappeared. There is no trace of his whereabouts so far. I
I think he should be dead."
"Dead?"
The Poison King frowned, and then said displeasedly: "Slay the dragon! I'm giving you money, so don't cause so many things. Your most important thing is to kill Ye Zihao as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
"Poison King! Don't worry, isn't he just a little Ye Zihao? He can't do anything to me."
Tulong said disdainfully.
"Hmph! Anyway, just do it yourself!"
The Poison King gave a cold command, and then hung up the phone unhappily.
"Hmph! You coward, isn't he just little Ye Zihao? What is there to be afraid of?" Tulong sneered disdainfully.
At this time, he also put away his cell phone, and then wanted to ask someone to bring something in.
But he called several times, but no one responded to him.
"Someone is coming!! Hello? Someone is coming!"
Tu Long shouted again, but there was still no response from anyone at the scene.
"What's going on?"
Suddenly, Tulong became alert. Just as he stood up, a very cold voice sounded from the scene.
"Are you the dragon slayer?"
"who?"
Immediately, Tu Long turned around for the first time, and when he saw the person who had just spoken clearly, his whole person suddenly became gloomy.
"Is it you? Ye Zihao!"
Tu Long's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of cold murderous intent flashing inside.
"That's right! It's me!"
Ye Zihao sneered lightly, then found a place to sit down, and even poured a glass of red wine to taste.
Seeing how relaxed Ye Zihao was, Tu Long frowned tightly, and then asked coldly, "Yi Zihao! How did you find me?"
"Long Yafeng, do you know him?"
"Long Yafeng? You...you killed them?"
Suddenly, Tu Long suddenly understood. He finally knew why Ye Zihao was able to find him.
It turns out that the people who betrayed themselves were Long Yafeng and the others.
"Yes! If they don't obey, the only outcome will be death!"
Ye Zihao gently shook the red wine glass in his hand and said something rather coldly.
"Damn it!"
Tu Long gritted his teeth, obviously unhappy that he had been betrayed, but since Long Yafeng and the others were dead, he had no chance to settle accounts with them.
At this time, Tu Long looked gloomy and said coldly: "Zi Hao! Since you have discovered me, don't even think about leaving here tonight!"
"Oh? From your tone, it sounds like you want to take action, right? But before you take action, I want to warn you, don't be impulsive, because impulsiveness is the devil!"
The corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised slightly and he said something rather playfully.
"Attack on your mother!"
"Take your life!"
After saying that, Tulong roared angrily, and his figure seemed to surge, and he rushed over with murderous intent.
"Haha! It seems you are still very impulsive!"
Ye Zihao smiled coldly, and in the next second, he took the wine glass and threw it directly towards Tu Long.
"roll!"
Seeing that Tulong didn't even try to avoid it, he slapped the wine glass away with his palm. But when he slapped the wine glass away, he suddenly felt a crisis appearing in front of him.
Forehead?
Tulong was startled for a moment, and at this moment, he saw a black shadow appearing in front of him out of thin air. When he looked up and took a serious look, he found that Ye Zihao was sneering at him strangely.
So...so fast!
Tu Long was shocked, and almost in the blink of an eye, Tu Long saw Ye Zihao punch him directly.
In desperation, Tu Long closed his hands and stepped forward to block.
"Bang!"
He saw Ye Zihao's heavy fist hitting his palm hard, making a dull sound.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
…
Perhaps it was because the force of Ye Zihao's fist was so terrifying that Tulong quickly took a few steps back before reluctantly stopping.
When he stopped, he felt that his palms were numb for a while, and even a little painful.
One can imagine how terrifying Ye Zihao's punch just now was.
"Yi Zihao! It seems that I still underestimated you a little."
At this time, Tu Long frowned with a solemn expression. After seeing Ye Zihao's punch just now, he finally put away his mentality of underestimating the enemy.
"Yeah?"
"It's a pity that your level is average and I overestimated you!"
Ye Zihao sneered disapprovingly and said provocatively.