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Text_Chapter 118 The Shocked Priest

East China Sea, in a secret room.

There was a woman wearing a white animal fur coat sitting in front of the computer. The woman was wearing a silver fox mask and silver boots. She had a strong figure. She was holding two crescent-shaped short swords in her hand. Her sexy lips were slightly raised and she murmured, Tang Long? Tsk tsk, it was a bit interesting. Even I, the fallen angel, isn't your opponent, it's quite crazy.

In fact, Tang Long was bragging in front of Blood Rose and scaring Blood Rose. But what he didn't expect was that Blood Rose turned around and sent the chat screenshot to the Fallen Angel.

In the early morning, the sun shone through the window, spread on the soft silk bed, Tangtang was still sleeping soundly, while Xia Bingyao's cell phone kept ringing.

Xia Bingyao, who was about to change clothes to go to work, hurriedly picked up her phone and looked at the battery monitor. Her face became a little unnatural.

After thinking about it, Xia Bingyao answered the phone.

Xia Bingyao said with a cold face: "What's the matter?"

"That's how you talk to your dad." A majestic voice came from the phone opposite.

Xia Bingyao suppressed her anger and said, "My dad is dead, when I was in junior high school."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

After about thirty seconds, the other party said in a deep voice: "I heard you fell in love with a boy named Tang Long?"

Xia Bingyao snorted: "So what? Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I don't agree!" the other party said domineeringly.

Xia Bingyao snorted: "I don't need your consent."

The other party said in a pleading tone: "Bingyao, I'm doing it for your own good. Listen to my advice and stay away from that kid, otherwise you will kill him. Your grandfather will never allow people like Tang Long to marry into our Ye family."

"Ye Jingwei, I have told you many times. My surname is Xia, but not Ye, and I am not from your Ye family either."

After a pause, Xia Bingyao said again: "Also, don't call me if you have nothing to do in the future, I'm very busy."

"etc."

The other party's voice was a little quick and he said in a deep voice: "Your grandpa has sent someone to find Tang Long. Maybe Tang Long has fallen into their hands, so..."

"What? Tang... Tang Long?" Xia Bingyao rushed towards Tang Long's room without having time to hang up the phone.

Push the door.

No one.

Could it be that he was really captured by someone sent by Ye Wushen?

Xia Bingyao knew Ye Wushen's methods very clearly. This old man was a cruel person who did not recognize his relatives.

If Tang Long falls into the hands of this old man, he will definitely die miserably.

After going down the stairs, Xia Bingyao grabbed Liang's mother who was still busy in the kitchen and said nervously: "Ma Liang, have you seen Tang Long?"

"Tang Long?"

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Tang went out early in the morning, and it's time to come back."

Liang's mother was also confused, because Tang Long left at around five o'clock, and now it was already 7:30, and she still didn't see Tang Long.

Usually, that guy Tang Long had already squatted at the kitchen door.

Oops!

Could it be that what Ye Jingwei said is true?

Clang.

Xia Bingyao opened the door of the villa violently and saw a man dressed in a pastor standing at the door. He was holding a Bible in his hand and a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Xia Bingyao grabbed the priest and said angrily: "Say, where did you capture Tang Long?"

Tang Long?

The Killer King frowned, took out a photo from the Bible, and showed it to Xia Bingyao.

The killer king said coldly: "You mean him, right?"

"Yes, it's him." Xia Bingyao said, biting her silver teeth.

This is really a big mistake. The person in front of me was not sent by Ye Wushen Ye of Yanjing, but the Pastor, the King of Killer.

The priest was almost knocked out last night, so he hated Tang Long to death.

The priest came this time just to kill Tang Long.

Of course, there is also Xia Bingyao. After all, Xia Bingyao's cap is worth 20 million.

"If you want to know where Tang Long is, come with me." The pastor turned around, walked slowly forward with the Bible.

At this time, Xia Bingyao didn't have time to think too much because she knew that Ye Wushen's people would definitely not have the courage to hurt her.

That's why Xia Bingyao dared to be so confident.

About ten minutes later, Tang Long walked back happily wearing flip-flops and wontons in his hand.

"Ma Liang, where is Bingyao?" Tang Long shouted to Ma Liang in the kitchen.

Liang Ma poked her head out and smiled, "Mr. Tang, Bingyao is out looking for you, it seems she was going out with a pastor."

Tang Long's face changed drastically: "What? Pastor!"

A priest, isn’t it the king of killers?

This kid is very life-threatening. He was killed by so many submachine guns in the Gao family.

"Ding, use the new ability of the perspective eye to connect a monitor with a radius of 100 meters to search for Xia Bingyao's whereabouts."

"Ding, Xia Bingyao's whereabouts have been found, and he is in an abandoned building in the suburbs."

Soon, Tang Long found Xia Bingyao's location through his perspective.

Bingyao, you must wait for me!

Just as Tang Long was about to drive, a black unlicensed horse rushed over, and then shook his tail and stopped at the door of the villa.

Two people got out of the car, and the two of them were all in black suits.

"Boy, come with us." One of the men in black said in a cold tone.

Tang Long slapped him, and with a "bang", the man in black hit the windshield, and the glass of the car window was broken.

Another man in black was furious and directly pointed his gun at Tang Long's eyebrows. Before the man could pull the trigger, Tang Long shook his head and smashed the man's nose with a punch. The man's whole body flew over the roof of the car and finally hit the lamp pole.

The man in black was full of horror and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Damn, who gave the information? Is this really the strength that a pig farmer should have?"

Boom boom.

When he started the car, Tang Long stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and saw the unlicensed Mercedes-Benz rushing out, then shook his tail and rushed towards the abandoned building.

"Ding, the car god skill is activated."

"Ding, the system prompts you to turn left fifty meters ahead, with an angle of thirty."

"Ding, the system prompts you to turn right twenty meters ahead, with an angle of forty-five."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is still ten meters away from the abandoned building."

The system kept sounding, and Tang Long's nerves were extremely tense. After kicking the accelerator, the unlicensed black Mercedes-Benz flew into the air, shot out along the broken stone slab, and penetrated into the window on the second floor.

Bang!

At this moment, a gunshot sounded, and a bronze bullet broke the windshield and penetrated Tang Long's throat.

"Tsk tsk, boy, this is the price that arrogance has to pay." The pastor laughed strangely, picked up the telescope and looked at it.

In the priest's opinion, Tang Long is definitely dead.

But just as the bullet was about to hit Tang Long's throat, Tang Long suddenly shook his head and saw the bullet shoot along his neck and finally shot into the back seat.

"What? Didn't hit it?" The priest's face changed drastically, and he fired several shots in succession.
Chapter completed!
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