Yelu Zhuo, also known as Yelu Young Master in Fan Yilan's mouth, did not have much turbulence on his face at this moment.
At this moment, he looked at Van Yilan indifferently, and said in a cold tone: "Miss Van Yilan, don't be so troublesome."
"I already know exactly who my brother met and what happened after he came to the frontier."
"Besides, your Di Sect has already handed over a Brahma White Peach for my brother's sake, and it is still in the police station."
“Our Chinatown is not an unreasonable family either.”
"So we won't blame the Di Zong for this."
"As for the assault of my brother in the hospital, there is no need for other evidence."
"What killed him was the rainy pear blossom needle."
"And from the entire frontier, the only one who can take out this thing openly is the only dragon gate."
"In addition, we also found Ye Hao's figure from the surveillance of the hospital that night."
"These two things combined together, the truth is about to come out."
"Although someone told me that Ye Hao must have an identity in Longmen."
"But I tell you, kill my brother, no matter what his identity is!"
"Even if he is the young master of Longmen, he must pay his life!"
Speaking of this, no matter how calm Yelu Zhuo was, he had a little more indifferent feeling in his words.
And there was even more murderous aura in his eyes.
The other Americans are all looking up at this moment, with murderous intent in their eyes.
The United States is the world's largest country. In the perception of the Americans, the Americans are definitely a high-ranking race.
The rising Eastern power Daxia, no matter how awesome it is, cannot provoke the authority of the Americans.
This is the bottom line.
Therefore, this time Yelu Qing's death is not only about the face of Chinatown, but also about the face of the Americans.
For the Americans, the way to deal with this matter is very simple, that is, to kill Ye Hao and avenge Yelu Qing.
Seeing these murderous postures of the American people, Van Yilan smiled silently and admired her young sect's plan.
Obviously, Shaozong had long guessed the attitude of the Americans.
As soon as he thought of this, Van Yilan took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Yelu, although it is not appropriate to say these words on such occasions, I still want to say them."
"Although all kinds of evidence point to Ye Hao now, it is not ironclad after all."
"In addition, enemies should be resolved rather than made up, so I hope the eldest young master can act cautiously."
"If you need it, we can report to you as the eldest son!"
"I promise that there must be the most fair, just and open way to deal with this matter."
Yelu Zhuo looked up and down at Van Yilan for a few glances, then curled his lips with a little contempt: "Do you people from the Di Sect have broken your mind?"
"Does we need to pay attention to the law and procedures when doing things?"
"I tell you that in us, there are no enemies that should be resolved or broken. Only those who have grudges and those who have grudges will be revenge!"
"No matter what fear your Di Sect is!"
"But you don't need to continue interfering in this matter, do you understand?"
Van Yilan hesitated with a shocked expression, "Young Master Yelu, this is inappropriate!"
"Or I'll give you a suggestion."
"Aren't you always subtle in Chinatown? Can you apply for a special license in Daxia?"
"Our Di Sect is responsible for implementing that thing!"