"That's right." Seeing that Situ Dao had no brotherly feelings for him, Sima Tian simply stated his purpose: "I'm here to give you a gift."
Situ Dao frowned: "What kind of ceremony?"
Sima Tian didn't say anything or do anything. The door of the office was immediately opened, and a man with shawl hair walked in quickly, dragging another one behind him.
This person is Wu Jiu, and his strange fingers stretch out to form several black ropes, tightly binding the person behind him.
Situ Dao knew Wu Jiu, so he didn't think there was anything scary about it, but when he saw the one at the back, he took a breath of cold air.
This is a blond, blue-eyed white man with blood all over his body. He has obviously suffered inhuman torture. His limbs have been chopped off, and the broken parts are wrapped in bandages, turning them into human pigs. If it weren't for his chest, he would still be alive. There are ups and downs, and it looks like a dead person.
"What kind of ceremony is this?" Situ Dao suddenly stood up: "Sima Tian, what do you mean?"
"Don't be anxious first, listen to me slowly..." Sima Tian leaned into Situ Dao's ear and whispered a few words.
Hearing this, Situ Dao frowned even more tightly: "Where did you catch this person?"
"By chance, I guessed that he was very informative, so I tortured him hard to extract a confession. However, this man's mouth was so tough that I almost used all kinds of methods..." Sima Tian shrugged his shoulders and started talking. He didn't care, as if these bloody things had nothing to do with him: "Every time, I tortured him almost to death, and then asked the doctor to save him. He just begged me to give him a good time, but still refused to explain, so , I slowly cut off his limbs, and finally destroyed his psychological defense."
"Okay, don't talk about this..." Hearing these words, Situ Dao felt like vomiting: "Why did you bring him here?"
"If I'm right, Ling Cang will go to the capital in a while, and he will definitely meet Long Jianyue then, then you can hand this person over to Long Jianyue,"
"Why don't you do it yourself?" Situ Dao smiled coldly: "Don't you have a very good relationship with her? A few days ago, you collaborated to defeat Ju Shuihui."
"It's useless to hand it over before the time comes, not to mention..." Sima Tian smiled and sighed, and said somewhat helplessly: "Long Jianyue doesn't believe me, but he believes in you. Don't forget, she was He once commented that we have a constant destiny, saying that you are the most loyal and I am the most cunning, and never tell the truth."
"Your memory is pretty good." After looking at Sima Tian, Situ Dao's tone softened: "Why did you do this? You should hate Ling Yang to death."
"The matter between Ling Yang and I can be regarded as an internal conflict. Before this, I am first and foremost a Chinese and don't want outsiders to make trouble in our land." Sima Tian put away his smile and looked at Situ Dao and said seriously: "Long Jianyue and I joined forces for this reason. To arrest this person is also for this reason."
"I'm glad you can say that," Situ Dao nodded slightly: "Besides being greedy, lustful and ungrateful, you also have some advantages."
Facing Situ Dao's sarcasm, Sima Tian was not angry: "Thank you for the compliment,"
"By the way, you must have been here for a while. You must have heard the conversation I just had with Sikouchang, right?"
Sima Tian did not answer, but stood up and said goodbye: "I'm leaving first. You must take good care of this person. If he dies before meeting Long Jianyue, it is not my responsibility."
Huang Shouli and others returned to school. Their return was quiet and attracted little attention. Although they were lucky enough not to be expelled, the campus is now dominated by the Guwu Club and the Sichuan Gang. The Chaoshan Gang has existed in name only. They followed from The dragon turns into a bug.
Ling Cang didn't take Huang Shouli and others into consideration, and continued to live and study as usual. Ling Cang had just finished school that day when he received a call from Jiang Wenxuan: "Hey, do you have time?"
"I haven't seen Cao Bingqi in the past two days, don't come to trouble me." Thinking of Jiang Wenxuan's unruliness and willfulness, Ling Cang felt a headache: "I am also very busy and have no time."
"Don't get me wrong." Although Jiang Wenxuan's tone was still very cold, full of dissatisfaction and disdain for Ling Cang, it was much gentler than the last time: "One thing is the same thing, as long as you don't take advantage of my niece's It’s cheap, and I won’t cause you any trouble. I just want to treat you to dinner this time, and thank you for giving me a car,”
"Didn't you tell me? That's what I should compensate you for."
"That being said, I like the car you compensated me more than the last one." After a pause, Jiang Wenxuan asked directly: "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me whether you will come or not."
Ling Cang was reluctant to go, but thinking that he had vowed to drag Jiang Wenxuan into the fire pit, it seemed that he should find more opportunities to be with Jiang Wenxuan. More importantly, having someone else treat him to dinner meant that Ling Cang could save another meal. Meal money: "Okay, I'll go,"
After telling the time and place, Jiang Wenxuan warned: "Get there early, don't let me wait for you,"
"You won't come to pick me up,"
Jiang Wenxuan didn't say anything and hung up the phone.
Although Ling Cang was unhappy about having such a big show of inviting people to dinner, he had no choice but to tidy up and set off.
Not far after walking out of the school gate, Ling Cang found a dozen people surrounding him, led by Ding Shijia.
Ling Cang didn't take it seriously at all and asked expressionlessly: "Do you want to take revenge?"
"No one has ever dared to throw anything at my head," Ding Shijia waved his hand and yelled viciously: "Let me chop him."
Ding Shijia's men immediately drew out their machetes and rushed towards Ling Cang. Ling Cang took a step forward slowly, then suddenly leaned down and knocked down the front one with a sweeping kick.
The man struggled to stand up. Ling Cang grabbed the collar with one hand and the belt with the other, lifted it up from the ground, and then knocked it down. The man lay on the ground and could no longer move. He could only scream in agony. Ling Cang Cang picked up his machete, struck the other man on the shoulder, and then took his machete over.
At this time, a machete struck at Ling Cang, and was about to hit his shoulder. Ling Cang used the knife to strike upwards, knocking the opponent's knife away, and then kicked him in the lower abdomen. With Ling Cang's strength, he flew back three to five meters, knocking down two of his accomplices before falling to the ground.
Not only did Ding Shijia not rush forward, he even took two steps back when he saw this scene, but he kept shouting: "Come on, come on, chop him to death,"
A strong man over 1.90 meters tall jumped over. Instead of using a knife, he punched Ling Cang's wrist. Ling Cang was caught off guard and felt his wrist go numb, so he threw away the knife involuntarily.
The strong man smiled proudly, and punched Ling Cang's weak ribs with another punch. Ling Cang hurriedly turned sideways to let go of the punch, but he still felt the pain in his muscles. The punch was strong and powerful. If it really hit Ling Cang, I'm afraid it might be a bit overwhelming.
Ling Cang didn't wait for the opponent to attack again. He leaned forward and raised his right leg at the same time to hook the opponent's face. Although the strong man looked slow, his reaction speed was very fast and he hit Ling with an uppercut. Cang's ankle.
Ling Cang hurriedly retracted his legs, leaned back straight, drew an arc with his right leg, and kicked it forward. This time, the strong man didn't have time to dodge, and was kicked in the knee by Ling Cang. He let out an "oops" sound. Half-kneeling on the ground.
Ling Cang was about to continue his attack when he suddenly felt the evil wind beside him. He hurriedly rolled over and a machete passed almost close to Ling Cang's body, hitting the ground with a "dang" sound.
The person wielding the knife did not withdraw the knife, but rushed forward, raised his knee and bumped into Ling Cang's chest. Ling Cang bent down and swept the opponent with his left leg while he was standing on one leg.
However, this man did not dodge or withdraw his knees. Instead, he exerted force with his feet and jumped more than three meters high on one leg. He changed his body shape in the air and smashed Ling Cang on the head with the other leg.
At the same time, the strong man also regained his breath and struck Ling Cang's chest with both fists.
Ling Cang took a step forward on one side of his body and got into the gap between the strong man's arms. The man who jumped up missed his leg. When he got to the ground, he was about to attack again, but found that Ling Cang was stuck to the strong man's body. .
The strong man was anxious and couldn't help but wave his fists hard, but he couldn't hit Ling Cang no matter what. Ling Cang clung to his body so tightly that he could almost feel his body temperature, but he dexterously dodged all the attacks. , like an eel, it is hard to catch. At the same time, Ling Cang is like a phantom with no physical existence, jumping up and down around the strong man. From time to time, Ling Cang will suddenly stretch his face over and give him an ugly look. smile.
Ling Cang did not launch an attack, but this close-quarters tactic put a lot of psychological pressure on the strong man. Others were afraid of hurting the strong man and did not dare to rush forward.
The strong man gradually became confused, and finally panted from exhaustion. Looking at Ling Cang, he was still calm and composed, not even taking a breath. It was not until the strong man's fist became slow and weak that Ling Cang stopped, but he did not deal with the strong man. , and attack the previous person.
The man didn't expect that he had become a target. When he came to his senses, Ling Cang was already approaching. Ling Cang reached out and grabbed his collar, raised his knee and hit his lower abdomen, then kicked him, and then again After a few rounds of kneeling, the man spurted a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.
Ling Cang turned around and came to the strong man and asked very kindly: "Are you tired?"
"Yeah," the strong man nodded: "Tired,"
"Then let's rest for a while," Ling Cang didn't wait for the opponent to make a move, raised his palm and struck on the neck.