The right protector is threatening Ye Qing, but how can Ye Qing be a person who will be threatened?

The more the Right Protector was like this, the more he wanted to know.

"My life is here, if you want, you can take it at any time!" Ye Qing looked at the right protector and said in a deep voice: "However, please answer a few questions just now!"

"Hey, hey, hey......" The right protector suddenly sneered, his eyes flickered, and he looked Ye Qing up and down, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.

Ye Qing looked at him proudly, although he had seen the skills of the Right Dharma Protector just now. However, there was not the slightest fear on his face, which made the few people next to him secretly sigh at his courage.

When the atmosphere was extremely tense, Wang Laoba, who had been sitting at the door, suddenly stood up, knocked the dry tobacco pouch in his hand, and said, "What are you laughing at, I didn't hear people ask you!"

The right protector glanced at Wang Laoba and frowned slightly. After being silent for a while, the cold glint in his eyes slowly retracted, and he said coldly: "When will Eighth Master Wang join this gang?"

Wang Baye, this title, I don't know if I am honoring Wang Laoba, or scolding him.

Wang Laoba didn't care at all, pouted and said: "My business, when will it be your turn to take care of it?" You better take care of your own affairs first, if people ask you, you won't reply a word, it's too rude!"

The Right Protector frowned, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about whether to be angry or not. At this time, Cui Yulong also quietly stood by Ye Qing's side. The right protector is amazing, and he also has to be careful, in case the right protector suddenly makes a move, he has no time to rescue.

After being silent for a long time, the Right Protector finally didn't make a move, only looked at Ye Qing coldly, and said, "I don't know anything about you." ”

"Really?" Ye Qing looked at the right protector coldly, with an expression of obvious disbelief on his face.

"Brother Ye. Cui Yu hurriedly said: "Since the right protector doesn't know, he will definitely not lie to you." Besides, the Right Protector is always the one we kill. As long as he comes forward to summon it, his influence is far greater than mine, and he must have gathered all the people who killed the door a long time ago, so why bother to do such a big thing?"

Ye Qing glanced at Cui Yu, although Cui Yu was like this, he still felt that the right protector was very suspicious. This matter involves the killing of Tie Yongwen, and Ye Qing must be investigated to the end.

"I hope so!" Ye Qing looked at the right protector and said in a deep voice: "No matter who killed Uncle Tie, I will definitely let him pay for it with blood!"

The right protector smiled coldly, glanced at Ye Qing, and said, "It's up to you?"

"That's right, it's up to me!" Ye Qing replied proudly.

"Then I'll take a look......" The Right Protector sneered: "Whoever can kill Tie Yongwen can beat you three or four with one hand." It's really shameful to make people pay for their blood debts!"

Wang Laoba walked over, waved his hand and said, "What are these useless people doing, it's not Tie Yongwen who you killed, you still care about your killing and the Shen family first!"

The right protector glanced at Wang Laoba, and for some reason, he seemed to be a little jealous of Wang Laoba, and he really didn't have anything more.

"Yezi, you better not mix it with this side of the matter. Wang Laoba walked to Ye Qing's side and said, "Let's go, go out for breakfast with the eighth master." Damn, in this teahouse, I don't even have a heart, I'm starving to death!"

Looking at the few people in the house, Ye Qing knew that he couldn't persuade them, so he could only sigh and follow Wang Laoba out of the teahouse.

As soon as the two of them got into the car, Ye Qing immediately looked at Wang Laoba and said, "Eighth Master, you tell me the truth, what kind of grievances are there between the killing door and the Shen family? Why do they have to fight to the death with the Shen family even though they know that someone is designing it behind their backs?"

Wang Laoba looked at Ye Qing and said, "Do you really want to know?" I give it to you, there are some things that you don't know, but it's a good thing for you!"

Ye Qing said: "You still can't, if you don't, there are too many things, I can't figure it out!"

"Yes, but I have a request!" Wang Laoba looked at Ye Qing, suddenly smiled, and said: "Can you get me a gold card or something for those night clubs under your name, I can also go in and spend in the future, and I won't be kicked out when I walk to the door!"

"Who kicked you out?" Ye Qingqi said.

"Hey, don't mention it!" Wang Laoba said depressedly: "Every time I want to go in to play, they will affect the business of the night club with my appearance, and they won't let me in at all!"

Ye Qing looked Wang Laoba up and down, this guy was wearing an outdated Zhongshan suit, and his head had not changed for thousands of years. The hair was covered with white shavings, which was the result of the mousse drying out. I don't know how to wash my face, but it always looks dark anyway. When he smiled, his mouth was full of yellow teeth, and there was a kelp on his front teeth, this guy could tell at a glance that he was still eating seafood last night. The pants are long on one leg and short on the other, although they are long pants, but it is rare to wear cropped pants on him.

"That's right!" Ye Qing pouted and said, "Eighth Master, can't you clean up a little before you go in?"

"Fart, what's wrong with my dress?" Wang Laoba folded off the makeup mirror in the car, combed his middle-part hair with heart, and said smugly: "Don't look down on me, many girls are crying and shouting to chase me, and I ignore them." You still don't understand, this is called the precipitation of the years, the charm of mature men!"

"Eighth master, can we speak clearly!" Ye Qing said: "Those women are crying and shouting to chase you, what are they for?

"How is it possible!" Wang Laoba waved his hand vigorously and said, "At most, he just wants to beat me up!"

"Cut!" Ye Qing raised his middle finger and expressed his disdain for him with practical actions.

"Don't talk nonsense, get down to business!" Wang Laoba pushed Ye Qing's fingers away and said, "I'll tell you about these past events, you give me a gold card, a gold card that I can spend at will, how about it?"

Ye Qing thought about it, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, but I'll be clear first." You're in the field, you'd better go to the private room, don't mess around outside, don't make my field yellow!"

"No problem, no problem!" Wang Laoba smiled and agreed.

Ye Qing started the car and asked as he drove, "Now, you can kill those things between the door and the Shen family." ”

"This matter is a long story, first of all, we have to start with the institution of killing the door. Wang Laoba said: "Do you know what the killing door is for?"

"Nonsense, I know, do I need to ask you?" Ye Qing said: "Directly, don't sell Guanzi!"

"Hehe...... Wang Laoba smiled and said: "Killing the door is a specialized killer organization, which has a network of ninety percent of the killers in the entire Huaxia Kingdom. From the day it was founded, it was the most powerful killer agency in the country, taking over all the killing business in the country!"

Ye Qing frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the killing door would be such an institution. In this way, Cui Yu and the others must have been killers before. These people have a lot of blood on their hands, and they are not good people.

Wang Laoba said: "The master of the killing door is named the blood-clothed monk, known as the number one killer in the entire Huaxia Kingdom. I haven't seen this person, but, according to him, he fought against Shen Tianjun, the king of Southern Boxing. No one knows what the results of the battle were, but if he was able to retreat with his whole body, Ming's strength is probably not much weaker than that of the Northern and Southern Boxing Champions!"

"Really?" Ye Qing's face changed slightly, among the people he knew, Shen Tianjun, the Southern Boxing King, and Li Changqing, the Northern Boxing Champion, were almost the strongest people known. Except for Helian Tiehua, the great general of the Mongolian District, no one can compare with them. Unexpectedly, the master of the Killing Door was also a master of such a level, no wonder the power of the Killing Door was so powerful!

Wang Laoba said: "I have listened to all of this, but it is certain that the strength of the blood-clothed monk is really strong." Otherwise, why would he be alone and let so many killers belong to him?"

Ye Qing nodded and said, "By the way, why is he called a blood-clothed monk?"

"Damn, you are asking this question inexplicably!" Wang Laoba glared and said: "When he became famous, I was still a child, how did I know so many things." Besides, he's not a name, it's just a nickname. Just like that right protector, nicknamed Blood Seal Throat, do you really think he is called Blood Seal Throat?"

Ye Qing looked at Wang Laoba and said, "When the blood-clothed monk became famous, you were still a child, wouldn't you?

Wang Laoba said: "Thirty-six years old and a few months ......"

"Zero months?" Ye Qing asked.

Wang Laoba hurriedly said: "You have to ask so clearly!"

"I just don't think you look like you're in your thirties. Ye Qing said: "Eighth master, we can lie, but we have to make a draft first." How embarrassing is it to be exposed all of a sudden? Our own people, you tell me the truth, how many months have you had?"

Wang Laoba said helplessly: "Zero ninety-six months, it's all right!"

"Ninety-six months, that's eight years!" Ye Qing looked at Wang Laoba and said, "Forty-four years old is forty-four years old, and you are still ninety-six months, you can really fool!"

Wang Laoba didn't blush at all, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, do you listen to the murder or not?"

Ye Qing immediately stopped talking, and now he still has to wait for Wang Laoba to tell him these things.

"Since the day it appeared, it has been destined to have enemies all over the world. Do you think, how can a killer industry not make enemies?" Wang Laoba said: "The blood-clothed monk was fine when he was here, even if someone was killed by the killer who killed the door, no one dared to seek revenge from the person who killed the door." However, fifteen years ago, the blood-clothed monk suddenly disappeared, and things began to get complicated!"