Talented Genius

Seeing Ye Tianlong and the others appeared, the gods and Lei Jiuzhi couldn't help showing their joy.

Everyone ran down the mountain together, and then hugged and slapped Ye Tianlong and Han Qinhu.

Jiang Ziran also opened his arms, bloomed a bright smile, and hugged Ye Tianlong.

The reunion of escape is always extra cherished.

While the Tiger Master was doing his best to put out the fire in each building, Ye Tianlong and the others, after inspecting the wooden building, temporarily arranged the gods and the others in.

This is the only building that has not been lit.

The gods and the others all sat around the table, slurping up water while letting Ye Tianlong check, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

The thick smoke that occasionally blows around covered the blood surging in the garden, so that everyone's emotions were buffered.

Only the eldest uncle was pale, his eyes were blank, and there was an indescribable fear, as if he was shocked by the attack.

After Ye Tianlong dealt with the trauma to the people, he bandaged them carefully, and then asked with a cup of tea, "What is going on?"

"Did Nakano Daxiang bring someone here?"

His gaze flicked over the Uncle Everbright who was held tightly by Jiang Ziran, his brows were slightly furrowed but he didn't say anything, he was going to learn about the attack first.

"I didn't see Daxiang Nakano."

In the words of the gods, there is a hatred: "But it should be the remnants of the Emperor Sword Society."

Lei Jiuzhi coughed and took the topic: "These guys, there are really a lot of people, more than 70 people."

"One by one, he carried swords and arrows, and he was very skilled. The front line of defense was broken in less than three minutes, killing us by surprise."

He exhaled a long breath: "Although the Sacred Sword Brothers resisted with all their strength, the difference in strength was too great. More than 30 people were killed in a single encounter."

"They also set fire while attacking, making our position even more chaotic, and the **** sword children cannot form an effective defense."

The oriole took the topic: "In the end, I could only retreat and be pressed to the top of the mountain. Fortunately, there were ten guns and more than 100 bullets on the commanding heights."

The **** smiled bitterly: "But that's it, I was rushed to the mountain twice by them. Fortunately, Miss Jiang and the oriole fought hard, and the Orientals did not succeed."

Jiang Ziran waved his hand gently: "It's everyone working together."

"When they were about to storm the top of the mountain for the fifth time, an Oriental man who took the lead received a call. It is estimated that he knew that you were coming, so he decisively evacuated."

The Oriole looked at Ye Tianlong and said: "They came abruptly, and they retreated decisively. At a glance, they knew they were the elite of the Royal Sword Society."

The **** sighed: "Almost eighty of us died, and the other side fell to more than twenty people. This time we are really embarrassed and lost home."

"That's it!"

Ye Tianlong nodded lightly, and then said with relief: "It doesn't matter, as long as you live well, you will soon be able to seek justice for the dead brother."

"But I'm a little curious. There are three lines of defense at the gate, almost fifty brothers defending, with guns, crossbow arrows, and mechanisms."

"How can the Easterners attack the main building in three minutes?"

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "No matter how lazy the godblade brother is, it is impossible to be hacked and killed by someone cutting melons?"

"I am also puzzled about this."

The oriole exhaled a long breath: "I also feel that the enemy attacked too quickly this time, and the front line of defense seemed completely undefended."

"The Orientals slammed in front of us all at once, dozens of guards were completely unresisted, and they were shaking one by one."

Jiang Ziran's palm trembled, and when he looked down, Uncle Guang's wrist kept trembling, like a swing.

Jiang Ziran thought that his uncle was just scared, so he patted his hand gently to signal that the danger had passed, so he didn't need to worry too much.

The **** frowned: "Did they put poison on it? But the Oriental people didn't wear a gas mask? Are they afraid of poisoning?"

"Our brothers also have detoxification pills formulated according to Ye Shao's prescription. Once they find that poisonous cigarettes are taken, they can buffer the impact of toxins."

He was puzzled: "And it's really poisonous, why are we all right?"

When Han Qinhu went to the dock to deal with Morita, he saw that the Kamikaze team had homemade poisonous smoke, so Ye Tianlong prepared pills for the children of the sword.

Although pills cannot detoxify perfectly, they can suppress the spread of toxins and win a little healing time.

Therefore, the gods think that poisonous smoke attacks should be impossible. Once they see the poisonous smoke, the children of the sword will take pills and will not be without resistance.

At this moment, Canhand ran over quickly with a bag in his hand, and then pulled open the bag to reveal the contents and put it on the table:

"Ye Shao, the egg **** you let me pick up."

After seeing the gods and them alive just now, Ye Tianlong asked the hand to pick up the egg tarts everywhere in the garden.

Ye Tianlong will be more curious and inquiring about things that are always in the field of vision.

Lei Jiu pointed for a moment: "Ye Shao, what are you doing picking up egg tarts? Are you hungry?"

"Kang Dang!"

When everyone rushed in astonishment, the eldest uncle just took the hand of the teacup and shook it violently, pouring all the tea to the ground, even the cup was broken.

"Uncle, it's okay, the danger has passed."

Jiang Ziran expressed relief: "You don't need to be afraid anymore."

The **** also sighed lightly: "The uncle was also unlucky today, and finally came here as a guest, and encountered this kind of gang killing."

"It is estimated that this shadow will be accompanied for a long time."

He looked apologetic: "I'm so sorry..."

At this moment, Ye Tianlong didn't make a sound, but took out all the five egg tarts inside, then crushed them while wearing gloves and checked them one by one.

A few seconds later, Ye Tianlong's expression changed drastically: "The egg tarts are poisonous!"

"what?"

Lei Jiuzhi and the oriole cried out in unison: "Egg tarts are poisonous?"

Ye Tianlong whispered: "There are Ruanjinsan and anesthetic ingredients in it, and this spreads quickly."

Jiang Ziran stood up straight, and shouted at Uncle Guang: "Uncle! Are you poisoning?"

They all looked at Uncle Everbright. The egg tarts were brought by Uncle Everbright. They brought a total of five hundred, saying they were thankful to Jiang Ziran.

No one thought that egg tarts were poisonous.

Ye Tianlong's eyes were cold, and he looked at Uncle Everbright and said, "Uncle, is this the egg **** you brought?"

"thump!"

Uncle Everbright knelt down directly, tears in tears: "Ye Shao, Zi Ran, I'm sorry, I can't help it either."

"The Oriental people arrested our three families and forced me to come here to give you egg tarts."

"I really didn't want to harm you, I really didn't want to harm you, dozens of people were arrested by the Oriental, and your cousin was cut off."

Uncle Everbright cried bitterly: "They are going to **** your cousin by turns, and they have to poke your nephew with a knife. I can't help it."

"I can only listen to them, under the banner of your mother, come here to give you egg tarts."

"I didn't mean it, I just wanted to save your cousins..."

Uncle Everbright held Jiang Ziran's thigh and begged: "Zi Ran, save them, please, save them, the Orientals will kill them..."

Jiang Ziran kicked the uncle Everbright and was very angry: "You can't help it, so you came to hurt us?"

Before Ye Tianlong could stop him, Jiang Ziran grabbed a knife on the table, and his expression pierced the heart of Uncle Everbright:

"I will save them, but you... must die!"

Jiang Ziran drew his knife abruptly, blood and tears burst out together...