Talented Genius

When Ye Tianlong confirmed that the body of Black Dapeng had been transported to the defense zone, he ordered Bai Poyue to send a man to pursue it all the way.

At the same time, the artillery battalion fired artillery shells at the Black Mountain Carving Zone.

When the black triangle that had been silent for many years reappeared in a trance, Ye Tianlong drove away from the mountain division and came to a small village.

He is going to meet someone.

There are more than 80 people in this village. The road from the head of the village to the end of the village is more than 500 meters. The location is superior, the resources are good, and the defense is even better.

But there are no villagers here, more than 80 people are all militants, and their boss is Zhao Wenguang.

When Ye Tianlong's car arrived at the entrance of the village, Zhao Wenguang greeted him with a few people with a bright smile: "Tianlong, good noon."

Ye Tianlong got out of the car with a smile, gave the car to Zhao Wenguang's men and drove away, and then gave him a hug: "Long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see."

Zhao Wenguang let out a hearty laugh: "Mingjiang is a little half a year away, but no matter how long we are separated, as long as I think of Brother Ye, my heart is warm."

Ye Tianlong also laughed: "Thank you Brother Zhao for your kindness, you and my brothers have worked so hard this time, and have not seen each other, so you will fight for me."

"It's better to start with the black mountain eagles."

There was a hint of apology on Ye Tianlong's face: "I am ashamed of losing ammunition and offending his rival."

"Tenlong, don't say that."

Hearing what Ye Tianlong said, Zhao Wenguang patted him on the back again: "We are brothers. You should help me and I should help you."

"You helped me so much in Mingjiang, and you still offended the Jiang family and the Kong family. You don't worry about it. What are we doing so busy?"

"Besides, I took you a lot of money. Those ammunition were bought with your money. Even this village has half of your credit."

Zhao Wenguang shook Ye Tianlong's hand vigorously: "So no matter how polite you are, you will hit your brother in the face."

Ye Tianlong laughed: "Okay, okay, let's not say these kind words."

"Go, here is eye-catching, let's go in and talk."

Zhao Wenguang greeted Ye Tianlong into the village. The guard posts around him continued to salute and greet. Zhao Wenguang responded and introduced Ye Tianlong:

"You said something to me in Mingjiang. In the Black Triangle, whether you have wine or not, you must have something in your hand."

"In this way, when you are in danger, or when you want to help others, you will not appear powerless and will not leave regrets."

His voice was very strong: "So after coming back from Mingjiang, I pulled a group of brothers."

"There are more than 80 people joining my camp before and after, all of whom can be trusted and reliable."

"Actually, you can recruit more people and become a little warlord, but I think it's not as good as it is, and now I can't afford too many people."

"Therefore, the personnel have been controlling about 80, and it will not be too late to expand when the foundation is mature in the future."

Zhao Wenguang showed a sense of confidence: "Just don't underestimate this person, it's completely worthy of a black mountain carving group."

Ye Tianlong laughed and said, "I believe that, yesterday's record has been proved."

Zhao Wenguang chuckled: "Yesterday's battle was actually nothing. We waited for work with ease, and we occupies the advantage of geography and equipment."

"Our team is the best assault warfare. I dare not say that the enemy will be the first among a million troops, but it is still possible among 10,000 people."

He introduced Ye Tianlong into a two-story small tiled house: "If you have a chance, you will know when you see it."

Ye Tianlong smiled playfully: "I think I will have a chance to see it soon."

The small tiled house is a bit dilapidated, but it is very clean. There is a stone table in the yard, a few stone benches, and an ancient well next to it.

Seeing Gu Jing, Ye Tianlong's footsteps were slightly stagnant, then he coughed, and his throat was a little sweet, so he took out a tissue and wiped it.

blood.

Ye Tianlong frowned slightly, how could he cough up blood? He is a genius doctor and knows his body well.

It is estimated that the weather is too hot and the fire is rising.

Ye Tianlong found an excuse for himself, and then folded the tissue into his pocket to prevent Zhao Wenguang from worrying about the issue.

Then, he changed the subject: "Brother Zhao, where is that person?"

Zhao Wenguang waved his hand and asked Ye Tianlong to sit down on the stone bench: "Don't worry, people are still alive, and knowing that he is useful to you, I won't be cruel."

"I also followed your instructions, did not treat his wounds, nor gave him food, nor water to drink."

Zhao Wenguang's eyes felt a little more thinking: "It's only one night, and the people who were still rebellious last night are already haggard and sick today."

Ye Tianlong said: "Thank Brother Zhao, in this way, he might be more serious about what I say and ask him to do."

Zhao Wenguang laughed loudly: "Brother, you are a boiled eagle."

Ye Tianlong shrugged: "Who told me to be a hunter before?"

"Let's meet him while drinking tea."

Zhao Wenguang made a pot of tea for Ye Tianlong and put some special pastries on it. Then he waved his finger: "Come on, drag me up."

The small tile house looked quiet, but following Zhao Wenguang's instructions, the figure shook, and two heavily armed uniformed men walked to the backyard.

It didn't take long before they dragged a man covered in blood and chains over, throwing his hands, with a bang, and the latter fell to the ground.

His clothes were torn, his hair was scorched, his feet were burned, and bullet holes were seen on his shoulders, but his outline could still be recognized.

Black tip.

His hands and feet were covered with hard blood scabs, the anger gathered in his eyes dissipated, and his weak body seemed to be unable to drag the heavy chains anymore.

"Water...water..."

The tip of the black knife with white and chapped lips saw Gu Jing, his eyes lit up and completely ignored everything, just trying to move towards Gu Jing: "Water...water!"

In such a hot weather, without drinking water all day and night, one can imagine the hunger and thirst of the body.

Ye Tianlong got up from the stool, then walked to the tip of the black knife, looked at the face that was no longer stern, and smiled faintly:

"Black tip, hello, let's meet again."

Hearing this sound, the tip of the black knife glanced at Ye Tianlong and shivered. There was a touch of fear in his eyes, as if he thought of the pinched bullet.

"It's you...you..."

A hint of killing intent flashed through the black knife's sharp eyes, but the killing intent was weak like a layer of frost, and was quickly washed away by the sun, and he lay on the ground as if resigned.

"Wow!"

Ye Tianlong picked up the bucket and threw it into the ancient well, fetched a bucket of water in, smiling brightly: "Yes, it's me, we really have fate."

"You were scared away by me at Lu's house, and you were attacked by people in Changjie. You were left behind to make a living. All have something to do with me."

"Even whether you can drink this bucket of cool water depends on whether I am happy or not."

Ye Tianlong smiled and threw out: "You said, are we fate?"

The tip of the black knife didn't speak, but stared at the bucket of water with a gasp...

"How about doing me a favor?"

Ye Tianlong slowly poured the bucket, letting the cool water pour back into the deep well.

The tip of the black knife swallowed, but there was no response.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly, then fell back a little, and the water was getting less and less, which also made the black knife-tip eyes become panic and despair.

"Wow!"

Ye Tianlong suddenly shook his right hand, and another wave of water poured out...

"Give me water, give me water!"

Seeing that the bucket was about to bottom out again soon, the tip of the black knife roared: "I promise you everything, I promise you everything..."

Ye Tianlong poured the water from the well on the tip of the black knife...

The tip of the black knife hit a sharp spirit in an instant, and then he lay on the ground and drank greedily...

An arrogant and free soul disappeared.

(The fifth one today, thank you for your support.)