Chapter 690 Unstoppable

Ye Tianlong deviated from Lin Chenxue's field of vision, and half-knelt on the ground in a dark place at the gate.

He was exhausted, he was overdrawn, and he had just received another heavy blow from the man in white. Coupled with the separation from Lin Chenxue, Ye Tianlong couldn't bear it anymore.

"flutter!"

He spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground. It was bright red and dazzling, reflecting his pale face, and there was also a hint of unspeakable melancholy.

He needed a buffer, he was so tired.

More than a dozen Rong family guards who followed up saw Ye Tianlong kneeling and injured. They could tell that he was in a bad state and looked at each other without making any move.

There was no treatment or support, just looking at Ye Tianlong indifferently.

Although Ye Tianlong escorted Lin Chenxue and the box over, he also slapped the Rong family in the face, so they didn't like Ye Tianlong.

As long as Ye Tianlong didn't fall in Rong's home, whether dead or alive, these guards didn't care much. They slowly closed the iron gate.

"Woo——"

At this time, several more luxury cars drove up from the distance. The Rong family guard's earphones twitched slightly, and he opened the door again after receiving instructions from the monitoring room.

Four black Mercedes-Benz cars slowly drove into Rongjiayuan. When they passed by Ye Tianlong, the people in the cars glanced curiously, but did not stop.

The Rong family didn't care about Ye Tianlong's life or death, so how could these guests, who looked like outsiders, be nosy?

"Snapped!"

The window of the fourth car was still down, and he gargled with a mouthful of water and spat it at Ye Tianlong's feet. Ye Tianlong glanced sideways and sneered lightly.

It seems to say that the quality is too low.

"parking!"

Ye Tianlong's look was caught by the people in the car. A deep voice suddenly came out, and the Mercedes-Benz stopped instantly.

The half-exposed car window was completely lowered, and a young man in Chinese clothes with a braid stuck his head out, stared at Ye Tianlong and asked:

"Who is this?"

The guards of the Rong family obviously knew that the braided young man was asking them. A man in white quickly stepped forward, raised a smile and said:

"To tell you what Mr. Song is saying, this person has nothing to do with the Rong family."

Ye Tianlong ended his employment relationship with the Rong family and his relationship with Lin Chenxue. As far as the Rong family was concerned, it really didn't matter.

Ye Tianlong also coughed and said lightly: "Yes, it has nothing to do with the Rong family."

"Brother Song, are you here?"

At this time, seeing the Mercedes-Benz blocking the gate, Rong Yina and the others walked towards the gate again. Except for Rong Guang and Lin Chenxue, everyone else came out.

When Rong Yina saw the braided young man, her eyes rolled, and then she rushed over and shouted: "His name is Ye Tianlong."

"I was acting wild in the Rong family just now, and I even scolded Sister Chen Xue bloody."

Rong Yina didn't seem to expect that Ye Tianlong would kneel here, and she could see that the latter seemed to be injured.

She also knew that the braided young man liked Lin Chenxue, and she was afraid that he came here late at night just to visit Lin Chenxue, so she put Ye Tianlong at the forefront:

"Sister Chenxue is crying very sadly now."

"If uncle hadn't persuaded her, she would have fainted from crying."

The braided young man was shocked when he heard this, and the next second he kicked the car door, got out with great momentum, and shouted: "Chen Xue is crying?"

The braided young man's name is Song Donghua. He is the third-generation nephew of the Song family, one of the five major families in China, and one of Lin Chenxue's admirers.

He has always liked to associate with various religions, and he often fights fiercely. He often fights in the capital and is known as a madman. When he was eighteen years old, he killed several powerful children and caused trouble.

So out of punishment and for his safety, the family sent him to a boxing camp abroad to train. He stayed away for six years, so they never had time to launch an offensive against Lin Chenxue.

When he returned to China last month, he knew that Lin Chenxue was single, so he began to prepare to pursue her. He did not directly express his love for Lin Chenxue, but continued to show his goodwill to the Rong family, preparing to win the favor of the Rong family and then capture the beauty.

He knew the significance of the Rong family to Lin Chenxue, so he adopted the method of surrounding the city from the countryside.

I came to Rong's house in the middle of the night because I had received news about Tianyao No. 1 and knew that something had happened to Lin Chenxue, so I was ready to come over to ask for help and gain favor from both of them.

Unexpectedly, he met Ye Tianlong at the door, and this guy was the one who hurt Lin Chenxue's heart. Jealousy and exhibitionism made him show anger:

"Is this kid's fault?"

Rong Yina nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it was Ye Tianlong who stimulated it."

"You bastard, how dare you hurt Chen Xue? Do you want to die?"

The braided young man was 1.8 meters tall and looked very imposing standing in the open space. He walked up to Ye Tianlong and shouted fiercely:

"Boy, I don't care who you are or what your background is. If you make Chen Xue sad, you just can't do it."

"If you are sensible, get out of here, kneel down and apologize to Chen Xue, and beg her for forgiveness."

"Otherwise, I will cut off your legs and drag you in to kowtow to Chen Xue."

He raised his hand and looked at his watch with a coaxing attitude: "I'll give you one minute. If you don't make a choice, I will give you a choice."

Rong Yina and many Rong family guards looked at Ye Tianlong with smiles, waiting for this good show.

Out of Rongguang's intimidation and Lin Chenxue's affection, they were unable to do anything to Ye Tianlong, but Song Donghua was an outsider and a member of the Song family. They couldn't control what he wanted to do, and Rongguang couldn't control it either.

Rong Yina and the others could see that Ye Tianlong was injured, and they knew that they would be exhausted if they faced too many enemies tonight. Such Ye Tianlong was definitely no match for Song Donghua.

Song Donghua is China's three-time free fighting champion. When angry, his skills are close to the seventh level, and he is extremely powerful.

Hearing the braided young man's words, Ye Tianlong smiled noncommittally. After he recovered, he stood up and walked forward without even looking at Song Donghua.

"Boy, didn't you hear what I said?"

When Song Donghua saw that Ye Tianlong was arrogant and still humiliated in front of everyone, he was furious, kicked the trunk of the car, and grabbed an ax.

The seven-foot-long fire axe, red ax and black handle, is very eerie.

At the same time, three of Song Donghua's men also took a few steps forward and blocked Ye Tianlong's path. The three of them were all very tall, like iron towers.

They all stared at Ye Tianlong with disdain, seeming to show that they would not listen to Young Master Song and were looking for death.

Rong Yina shouted: "Ye Tianlong, hurry up and obey, otherwise Song Shaozhen will cut off your head. He always keeps his word."

This is equivalent to blocking Song Donghua's retreat.

"Get over here."

Song Donghua grabbed the ax and stepped forward with a fierce momentum. He would chop off an outsider who didn't care about the life or death of the Rong family.

Ye Tianlong shouted coldly: "Get out!"

"court death!"

Under the joking eyes of Rong Yina and the others, Song Donghua, who felt humiliated, became extremely angry. He grabbed the ax and struck Ye Tianlong's legs.

He is angry!

"stop!"

At the door, Rong Guang, Lin Chenxue and others rushed over after hearing the noise. They squeezed through the crowd and shouted in unison: "Stop!"

But Song Donghua turned a deaf ear, and the sharp ax still struck Ye Tianlong's legs with thunderous force.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, there was a sharp sound in the dark night, and then a black image rushed like a sharp arrow.

The three Song elites who blocked Ye Tianlong's path sensed danger and subconsciously blocked them. As soon as they raised their weapons, the three were knocked away.

Ribs were broken and blood stained the sky.

The visitor's momentum did not diminish and he shot at Song Donghua. Wang Gebi couldn't help shouting: "Young Master Song, be careful!"

Seeing the attacker knocking away three of his men, Song Donghua's eyes bulged, he changed his ax and struck the charging opponent, and roared:

"Go to hell!"

Howling loudly.

"Ding!"

The black knife was unsheathed and the night wind stagnated.

The blade rushed towards Song Donghua's throat.

Song Donghua, who was holding the ax, was instantly cold all over. He made three moves in a row while blocking, but he only knew one fact: he couldn't block it.

Even though his body had the advantage, even though his whole body surged with strength, the momentum of that sword still cruelly severed his spirit and fighting spirit.

Can't stop it!

The knife directly cut off the ax head, injured Song Donghua's shoulder, and then pressed against his throat.

Lin Chenxue screamed: "Don't kill him!"

Tian Mo didn't move, the tip of the knife still landed on Song Donghua's throat. If it penetrated even an inch further, he would die.

Ye Tianlong glanced at Lin Chenxue and said lightly to Tianmo: "Let's go!"

Tianmo's blade turned, and the black knife flashed again. The four Song bodyguards took out their firearms and dropped them to the ground at the same time.

Wang Gebi and Rong Guang exclaimed in their hearts: What a fast knife.

Ye Tianlong and Tian Mo left the Rong family completely, but this time, no one dared to look down upon them, and no one dared to block their way.

Song Donghua's body was soaked with cold sweat.