After listening to Tang Pingfan's words, Jing Gong Masako's anger suddenly dissipated.
There was a hint of despair on her face.
Yes, no matter what the reason was, Elder Mai did not appear or attack, so there was no chance of a comeback in this round.
"Okay, I admit defeat and accept my fate."
"Tang Pingfan, I lost this game. I am the winner and the loser. You can fight or kill as you please."
"I just hope you can let me, the prince, die with dignity."
She raised her always proud head and said, "Jing Gong is very grateful."
All thoughts were lost, and all he wanted was to die.
"Prince Jinggong, you are not only blinded by hatred, but you have also lost your former wisdom."
Tang Pingfan took out a tissue and gently wiped Jing Gong Masako's face:
"The reason I've been telling you our plan for so long is not because I want you to be convinced, nor is it because I want to show off."
He said lightly: "I, Tang Pingfan, don't need this vanity."
"My eldest brother has told you so much, first of all, he is talking about the friendship between old friends."
Tang Shi'er looked at Jing Gong Masako and took over the topic:
"Second, I want you to know that going against the Tang Sect will not end well."
"The fact that we were able to cleanse the Blood Dragon Park and annihilate your entire army at the funeral means that we can crush you at any time!"
"So you'd better tell what you know."
"Do you have any other accomplices? Where can you contact them? Where are you hiding? Is there anyone to pick you up?"
"Also, does that ugly old man have any other places to stay?"
Tang Shi'er issued a warning simply and neatly: "If you tell me, you may not survive, but you can die happily."
"I don't know, I don't know anything."
Jing Gong Masako laughed loudly: "Tang Pingfan, don't think about digging things out of my mouth."
"If you are willing to give me a pleasure, give me a pleasure."
"If you want to torture me, just let me go."
"It's just that no matter how miserable and painful I, Ming Gong Masako, am, I won't tell you anything."
"Also, I did fail, but it doesn't mean we failed."
"I'm telling you, the game has just begun..."
After she finished speaking, her head hit the ground with a loud bang.
A stream of blood spattered out.
Jing Gong Masako fainted with a groan.
"As strong as ever."
There were not many emotions on Tang Pingfan's face: "Bring her back to Longdu."
Jing Gong Masako has a prominent status, and even if he doesn't dig something out of her mouth, he can still kill Yangguo's royal family.
Tang Shi'er waved his hand, and the Tang clan disciples immediately took action.
Soon, everyone at the scene also started to take action.
All dirt, trees and debris blocking the road were cleared.
Trucks and ambulances drove up.
The trucks carried away all the bodies of Jing Gong Masako's accomplices and sent them to the government, so that the officials could negotiate with the Yangguo people to get some luck.
The ambulance transported the injured Tang clan disciples and guests away.
Then, the blood stains, bullet holes and bullet casings at the scene were also cleaned up, and the blood stains on some trees were also wiped away.
The grave pit was rearranged, flowers were brought in batches, and soon the entire cemetery was clean and quiet.
Murong Wuxin's body was also brought up from the mountain and buried.
Two hours later, the funeral ended. Tang Pingfan patted Murong Yanran on the shoulder, and then led the people to the new motorcade.
He is going back to Longdu.
Helicopters and vanguard teams immediately opened the way.
Many metal instruments also work at high frequencies, scanning the ground and tree branches to see if there are any thunder.
Seeing that Tang Pingfan was about to leave, Song Hongyan also pulled Qianqian and Ye Fan in.
The woman had a cold face and wanted to call an army to hold him accountable.
Ye Fan had no choice but to follow him and get in the car.
Anyway, he had to go to the airport to pick up Ye Wujiu, so it was a good idea to go to Huanggutun.
The convoy soon left Feilaifeng and drove on the main road at lightning speed.
Sitting in the car, Tang Pingfan didn't talk to Ye Fan or the others, but used his mobile phone to communicate with the three cornerstones of Ye Tang.
He provided Ye Tang and the others with the information he had on the enemy coalition.
Ninety percent of the enemies on the list have been killed, and Masako Miyako has been arrested, but the ugly old man is still nowhere to be seen.
Tang Pingfan asked the three cornerstones to intervene.
After all, it is our duty to protect the legitimate people of China.
Half an hour later, Tang Pingfan finished his phone call and the motorcade had almost arrived at Huangnijiang Bridge.
Facing this century-old bridge, the convoy slowed down a bit.
"Tang Pingfan, don't you need to explain?"
Seeing that Tang Pingfan was free, Song Hongyan, who had a cold face all the way, said coldly.
"Sorry, it took a little long to process the end of my hand."
Tang Pingfan put down the phone, wiped his hands with a wet tissue, and then touched Sissi's little head kindly.
"Ye Fan, thank you for your hard work."
He smiled at Ye Fan, and then added to Song Hongyan:
"The five major families and Gusu Murong have reached a decision last night, and you have full authority to decide on the resource allocation plan for West China."
"In regard to the Wolf Kingdom's fiefdom, the six families will form an armed force of 9,000 people to fully protect your development."
Tang Pingfan calmed down Song Hongyan's anger.
"Whoosh——"
Just when Song Hongyan was about to say something, Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and he saw a black spot in the sky suddenly getting bigger.
Not only did it avoid the helicopter's detection, it also accurately targeted Tang Pingfan's car and swooped down.
As fast as a sharp arrow.
"careful!"
Ye Fan's face changed drastically when he saw this, he punched a car door, leaned out and threw it out.
He didn't know what danger the goshawk contained, so he didn't dare to grab it and smash it with a punch.
Tang Shi'er also shouted: "Get ready to fight!"
"boom!"
The car door hit the swooping goshawk hard, sending it flying back into the air more than ten meters high.
Before it landed, the goshawk made a loud noise and exploded a cloud of blood mist in front of it.
Not only did the blood mist not dissipate, it also expanded exponentially, faster than a blown balloon.
The fog instantly spread and covered an area of ​​several hundred square meters.
To be continued...