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"He... He's not human. " The leader looked at Ye Ling, who was getting closer, and said while trembling.    

Hearing that the leader was such a coward, Second Young Master couldn't help but burst out in anger as he angrily scolded:    

"F * ck!" If he isn't human, then could he be a ghost?! "    

After cursing, Second Young Master calmed down and added in a cold tone, "As long as he's still afraid of guns, shoot him dead for me."    

A cold killing intent came from the other end of the phone, causing the little leader to suddenly wake up. Looking at this scene, it seemed that this was the only way. The little leader quickly organized the gunners behind him and prepared to shoot when Ye Ling wasn't paying attention.    

As time passed, the number of lackeys that fell under Ye Ling's fist was no less than two hundred. More importantly, Ye Ling had fought bare-handed for so long that he did not even have a breath to breathe, especially with a cold expression on his face. Watching so many lackeys die, his body was even more powerful than the head of them.    

Especially when Ye Ling was hitting someone, he always had a cigarette in his mouth and casually waved his fist. However, every time he did that, a bunch of lackeys would fall down.    

No matter how they looked at it, Ye Ling seemed to be using them as a punching bag, as he waved his fists recklessly.    

After Ye Ling went down to the 30th floor, he finally realized that there were very few subordinates on the 30th floor. He could not help but be curious why the Holy Church Association, the dragon head of Cairo, only had so few people.    

He didn't know when, but someone had fired a black gun at Ye Ling's back. Just when the captains thought Ye Ling was going to be hit, Ye Ling suddenly turned around, his right hand became pitch-black, and instantly patted the incoming bullets. With a "pa" sound, the two bullets flew away and fell to the ground.    

The lackeys who were hiding in the shadows were all stunned. They couldn't believe that someone could hit them with a bullet with their bare hands, but this scene in front of them made them shocked.    

After Ye Ling slapped away the bullet, he smiled indifferently and said,    

"You guys are not qualified to play dirty. Forget it, I don't have the time to play with you. My family's Hailun is about to wake up."    

Hearing Ye Ling's words, many of the lackeys felt relieved. They thought Ye Ling was going to get even with them, but unexpectedly, Ye Ling added:    

"I'll finish you guys in three minutes."    

Before the team leader and the others could regain their wits, Ye Ling had already rushed up and unleashed his attack speed to finish the battle as fast as he could.    

There was no need to talk about the scene that followed, he was definitely taught a very miserable lesson by Ye Ling. From time to time, there would even be gunshots.    

After three minutes, Ye Ling tidied up his clothes, opened the elevator on the 30th floor and headed downstairs. As for the other centurions and leaders on the 30th floor, they were all knocked out by Ye Ling.    

In the lobby of the first floor, Second Young Master was leaning on the sofa as he watched the chaotic scene outside. Seeing the members of the mafia fall one by one, he was in a very good mood, and now, as long as he could get rid of that kid on the thirty-second floor, Second Young Master shook the Red Wine in his hand and sneered:    

"I'm afraid that brat has been chopped into mud? What's not human? "Bullshit, I won't kill him if I don't trust him."    

"Seems not." Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind him, causing Second Young Master to jump in fright.    

"Who?" He quickly stood up and looked behind him. When he saw Ye Ling, he said coldly,    

"You're not dead yet? How did he manage to escape under the watchful eyes of three hundred people? "    

The moment he saw Ye Ling, he suddenly panicked. He didn't know how Ye Ling escaped, and he even appeared behind him without any sound. To put it bluntly, he didn't believe that Ye Ling could escape from the hands of 300 people.    

"I walked down." Ye Ling shrugged and said lightly. Then, he sat on the sofa without a trace of politeness.    

Hearing Ye Ling's words, he almost burst out laughing. Do you really think that three hundred people are just for show!? Thus, he casually took out a gun, pointed it at Ye Ling's head and said:    

"Fuck, who are you lying to? "Believe it or not, I'll jump you with one shot."    

As for him taking out a gun, it was within Ye Ling's expectation. Ye Ling poured himself a cup of Red Wine and said calmly:    

"Is there any point in lying? "I only know that no matter what I say, you will kill me. Am I right?"    

"Hahaha, at least you're sensible. That's right. No matter what you do, you will die tonight." Second Young Master heard that Ye Ling directly said what he was thinking and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He glared at Ye Ling and said with disdain.    

After that, Second Young Master called the Holy Church Association members on the thirty-second floor, but they couldn't get through. He suddenly had a bad feeling about it, but he quickly dismissed the absurd idea in his head.    

As for Ye Ling, he did not feel anything from Ye Ling's taunting. Instead, he drank his own Red Wine.    

"Speaking of which, is your family's territory big? "How much money?"    

What? Second Young Master heard Ye Ling's nonsensical words and was suddenly shocked. He was about to die and actually asked how much money his family had? At this moment, he had the thought that this fellow might be a fool.    

Otherwise, who would say such words when the gun was pointed at his head. However, he still wanted to answer Ye Ling properly, as if wanting to act cool in front of Ye Ling to let him know who he offended.    

"Half of Cairo belongs to our Holy Church Association, don't you think? "As for money, although it hasn't reached the position of the richest man in Cairo, it's not too far off either." Second Young Master's expression and tone were clearly showing the fact that his family was very powerful. His face was so sultry that anyone who saw it would want to beat him up.    

"OK, let's go!" Ye Ling stood up and smiled at him.    

Ye Ling suddenly stood up and was shocked. He immediately pointed his pistol at Ye Ling and shouted:    

"What are you doing?" Sit down. "    

Ye Ling grabbed the barrel of his pistol, stared at him and smiled, "Go to your house to get your money."    

"You're courting death." Just when he wanted to shoot Ye Ling, he realized that the barrel of the gun had bent at some unknown time. The gun was pointed at him and just as he was about to pull the trigger, he immediately let go and was scared to the point that he took two steps back while staring at Ye Ling in disbelief.    

"You … You broke the pistol? "    

"En!" Ye Ling replied plainly.    

Then he held the pistol in his hand and added, "Don't play with such a dangerous thing, because it could very well kill you."    

Three seconds later, the pistol turned into a steel ball. If someone didn't know about this, they wouldn't have thought that it was a pistol and would be returned to him after Ye Ling formed the iron ball. Second Young Master stared at the iron ball and swallowed his saliva in shock, unable to believe that the scene just now was real.    

Ye Ling didn't have time to be surprised, he picked Ye Zichen up and walked outside.    

Ye Ling held a cigarette in his mouth and dragged Second Young Master out to the brawl area. He exhaled a mouthful of white smoke and then shouted to the crowd:    

"Hey!" Put your weapon down, and be careful not to crush his throat with a flick of my hand. "    

Everyone got so angry that they didn't notice Ye Ling's voice.    

Ye Ling couldn't help but feel a bit awkward when he saw that no one was paying attention to him. In the blink of an eye, he saw that the guy in his hand was actually smiling.    

"You can call me that." Ye Ling stared at Second Young Master and said.    

"Nope." Second Young Master shook his head in disdain.    

"Fuck you, don't scream."    

Second Young Master immediately howled like a mad dog, and screamed miserably. That horrifying sound spread to the ears of the members of the Mafia and Holy Church Association, scaring them so much that they could not help but shiver, looking towards Ye Ling one after another.