After thinking about it, Ye Hao made a gesture to Cui Yingxia.

He dragged Lin Yin, who was in a coma, from the driver's seat, while Cui Yingxia took the first aid kit in the trunk and began to help Lin Yin rescue him.

Lin Yin, who was overly frightened, was basically covered with skin trauma, so the rescue process was also very smooth. After Cui Yingxia gave her an injection of adrenal hormone, Lin Yin had recovered a little bit of consciousness.

The moment she saw that the person who saved her was Ye Hao and Cui Yingxia, her eyes became extremely complicated, and she wanted to say something but couldn't speak.

Ye Hao smiled faintly and didn't say much, but squinted his eyes and looked at the gate of the garden villa in front of him.

At this moment, a large group of Yemen bodyguards rushed over with live ammunition.

After all, this is the resting place for Tang Lanruo, the wife of Hong Kong Gambling.

Now that the door has been broken, there is a fierce gunfight. In this case, if the bodyguards don’t gather here quickly, that is really a problem.

"Don't move!"

"Who are you guys!?"

"what is going on!?"

The leading bodyguard of Yemen directly turned on the insurance in his hand and stared at Ye Hao and Cui Yingxia with a vigilant look.

Ye Hao shrugged without opening his mouth.

Cui Yingxia walked up, handed out a document, and said lightly: "I am Cui Yingxia, the Hong Kong Gambling Dragon Hall."

"The one lying on the ground is your wife's confidant, Lin Yin."

"Lin Yin was hunted down just now, and we two happened to pass by and rescue her."

Cui Yingxia did not talk nonsense, but made everything clear in a concise and concise manner.

Hearing Cui Yingxia's words and looking at the ID in his hand, the bodyguard leader of the Hong Kong Gambling Yemen couldn't stop looking stunned.

My wife's confidant was hunted down?

Did the person in charge of the Hong Kong Gambling Dragon Palace save her?

This matter is a coincidence no matter how you look at it.

No TV series was filmed like this, right?

......

More than ten minutes later, Ye Hao and Cui Yingxia sat in the luxurious and retro living room.

Cui Yingxia seemed to be at a loss because of Tang Lanruo's identity.

After all, Mrs. Tang, who is a Hong Kong gambling city, is definitely one of the best in Hong Kong gambling city.

The only ones who can beat her in the two cities in Hong Kong are probably the old lady from the Yemen who can beat her in Hong Kong and the Wumei Master from Wumei Temple.

As for others, those who have status than her have no status than her, those who have status than her have no energy, and those who have energy than her have no money.

In short, Tang Lanruo's identity is here, and no one can underestimate it.

However, Ye Hao didn't feel much. He stood up and admired the oil paintings hanging in the hall.

These oil paintings are all very famous, from Van Gogh's "Starry Sky" to Monk's "Scream", which are full of postmodernism, representing endless despair and grief, giving the viewer a feeling of suffocation.

Moreover, Ye Hao was surprised to find that these oil paintings were original works, not fakes or replicas.

Of course, with the financial and material resources of Hong Kong Gambling Yemen, it is not too difficult to obtain these world-famous works.

But if you place these things here, the matter here is probably not that simple.

The owner of these paintings probably had long lost hope in life.

But I don’t know what force is supporting her so that she will not pass away.

"Dadadada—"

At this moment, footsteps came from the passage on one side of the hall, and then a beautiful figure in white clothes walked out.

She is tall and graceful, with no makeup on her face, but she can't see the traces of time, and she still has picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

Hong Kong gambling wife Yemen, Tang Lanruo.


Chapter completed!