Talented Genius

The arrogance on the bald youth's face instantly recovered, stood up and waved like the leader, and then Ye Tianlong said a little: "You're done."

"Boy, for the sake of you being a little bit courageous, cut yourself off, and then call that woman back to serve me for half a month. I will let you go. How about?"

He began to have a victorious attitude: "Otherwise you can't get out of here today."

The injured Shark Gang members on the ground also stared at Ye Tianlong, viciously preparing to seek justice.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "It looks like Shao Hui has the winning ticket."

There was a sneer at the corner of the bald youth's mouth: "Boy, don't pretend to be a cross, okay? Just pretend to be too much."

"Ten people can't beat you, then a hundred people, if a hundred people can't, then the number three hundred people."

He sneered: "Can you really hit 300? Are you too naive? You have watched too many fantasy movies?"

Ye Tianlong swept through the darkened crowd and the darkened streets: "Three hundred people, a little less, I thought you would call five hundred people."

"These people are enough for you to drink a pot. If you are acquainted, please quickly agree to my condition just now. It depends on you for buying me a drink and letting you go."

The bald young man looked at Ye Tianlong condescendingly: "Otherwise, you will abolish your limbs if you don't die tonight."

"By the way, didn't you also call someone? Do you want me to wait for you for ten minutes and let me see who you call?"

The bald young man pulled a tissue and wiped his hands with yin and yang, "Or are they already here, and they dare not show up when they see us?"

Ye Tianlong drank his glass of beer leisurely, and looked at the time to throw out a sentence: "I guess it's coming, I'll give it a try."

"Wow!"

After speaking, Ye Tianlong grabbed the miniature gas bottle on the table and threw it backhand into the gas stove that the fat boss hadn't turned off.

"boom!"

The gas bottle exploded in an instant, exploding the entire gas stove into a pile of fragments, and shocking the bald young people, and subconsciously stagnating all their movements.

"Long live XX! Long live XX!"

Before they could react, Ye Tianlong picked up a few more miniature gas bottles in a dry pot and lighted the flames.

While shouting the slogan of the British Stadium in noon and Middle Eastern, he threw it at the crowd pressing on both sides of the Shark Gang.

More than 300 people reacted.

Thinking of the explosion just now, hearing Ye Tianlong's slogan, and looking at the gas bottle thrown over, they suddenly panicked, and they all scattered.

"Bomb, run, run!"

Hundreds of people moved away from the place where the gas bottle fell. Not only did they throw away their weapons and flee, they also rushed into their companions to give themselves more space.

More than a dozen people fell to the ground on the spot and were trampled on by their companions. The scene was chaotic.

Only the bald young man was still sober, and he was stunned and then immediately knew that Ye Tianlong was playing tricks. These gas bottles were bigger firecrackers, with limited lethality.

"Come back, come back to me, this is not a bomb!"

The bald young man yelled hysterically: "This is a hot pot gas bottle, this is a hot pot gas bottle."

Ten Hong Kong dollars a bottle of stuff has limited lethality. It can wound two or three people, but it is too difficult to kill people.

And if it is really powerful, the food stalls will not use it as a dry pot fuel.

It's just that the hearts of the people have been messed up by Ye Tianlong, and the bald youth can't stabilize the situation. Most people still crawl away from here.

Many people withdrew back to the original road, but they ran a few tens of meters before turning back, and a large number of armed men wearing masks emerged in front of them.

They had submachine guns in their hands, and others had shields.

Anti-terrorist vanguard group.

"Stop! Stop!"

"Let down the weapon, put down the weapon!"

"If you don't get down, we're going to shoot."

Seeing the chaos in the scene, there were still a bunch of people holding murder weapons, dozens of armed men shouted in bursts and berated the shark to help the children put down their weapons.

At the same time, some people called the command center and demanded immediate reinforcement from the headquarters. There are too many ‘terrorists’.

The Shark Gang's children didn't react for a while, but saw that the muzzle was instinctively evasive, so they all retreated back to avoid the fire and kill themselves.

"Boom boom!"

At this time, there was another explosion in the front. Although it was not powerful, it was clearly present, and the slogan added to the anti-terrorist vanguard group.

You know, the bad guys at the British Stadium detonated and hacked people while shouting that slogan.

The shark gang in front of us met the conditions too.

Just as they were approaching the enemy, two gas cylinders jumped over the crowd and smashed in front of the shield, exploded with two bangs, and the shield shook.

The air was filled with smoke and the nerves became tighter, and the pioneer group thought that the opponent was about to attack.

So when more than a dozen Shark Gang children were squeezed towards the police by their companions, the armed men did not hesitate to pull the trigger and the bullets shot through their hands and feet.

Seven or eight maces fell to the ground, more than a dozen Shark Gang children also screamed and fell, and the two parties finally saw blood.

As soon as these shots were fired, the rest of the comrades also had a reference. Faced with a dangerous opponent, they all shot bullets and turned over the shark gang children who were approaching.

"They have guns, they fired."

Seeing their companions falling down like this, the Shark Gang's children were even more panicked. The crowd kept squeezing each other and spread the shouts ahead.

The words shot quickly turned into murder, and the scene became completely chaotic. The bald youth could not control at all and could only curse waste.

"Remember, I will call you father later."

Ye Tianlong was very satisfied with the chaos on the scene after causing the conflict between the Shark Gang and the Pioneer Group. Then he walked to the bald youth and patted him on the cheek:

"Otherwise, I see you once."

After speaking, Ye Tianlong kicked it out, and the bald young man snorted and flew more than ten meters like a broken kite, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Ye Tianlong angrily: "Shameless! Despicable!"

The loss in this round was a mess, but Shao Hui was really dissatisfied with one thousand and ten thousand in his heart, and he was completely overcast by Ye Tianlong.

Shao Hui now figured out that Ye Tianlong's waiting, the gas bottle on the table, and the people he called were all conspiracies he had calculated.

A crappy attack at the British Stadium was restored, simply and rudely to dissolve Hui Shao's attack, and the Shark Gang knocked on the police.

What Hui Shao was looking forward to was three hundred people beating Ye Tianlong. The scene now completely subverted his cognition, and he realized a big trouble.

The Shark Gang will be on the official blacklist.

"There is no point in scolding, think about it, how to clean up the mess."

Ye Tianlong took a bottle of beer, twisted it away, washed his hands, patted his backhand, and knocked the bald young man to the ground.

Hui Shao screamed, holding his head in pain, but the whole body was unable to resist.

Ye Tianlong didn't just leave, but took the last gas cylinder, dislocated Hui Shao's arm, and then wrapped the gas bottle around Hui Shao's hand.

The next second, light up...

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

The bald young man was panicked when he saw this, and looked at the gas cylinder of ‘Zizi’ in flames in his hands: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to give you a punishment and blow up your hands so that you can no longer bully men and women."

Ye Tianlong said playfully: "Okay, the game is almost over, I should go, you don't want to lose your hands, quickly call the police to tear it off for you."

After speaking, Ye Tianlong walked into the food stall and disappeared from the vision of the bald youth.

"Oh, it's hot."

The bald young man ignored Ye Tianlong's movements, but looked at the hotter and hotter gas cylinder in a panic, then struggled to get up and rushed towards several police officers.

"Uncle Police, help me, help me..."

"Boom boom!"

Before the bald youth rushed in front of him, the counter-terrorist team did not hesitate to shoot, directly overturning the dangerous Hui Shao...