One of the bald men was struggling to stand up. Jiang Wenxuan saw this. She picked up a chair and smashed it on the back. At the same time, she told the restaurant manager: "No matter what losses there are, they will all be recorded in my account."
Jiang Wenxuan not only had a bad temper, but also had great strength. The chair immediately broke into four or five pieces. The subordinate didn't make a sound and lay on the ground and passed out. Next, Jiang Wenxuan raised her legs and kicked another person until she was so tired that she was out of breath. He shushed before stopping: "I didn't expect you to be so skilled,"
Ling Cang said expressionlessly: "Who made me poor?"
"What does your skill have to do with being poor or rich?" Jiang Wenxuan said, remembering that she always ridiculed Ling Cang for having no money, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
The restaurant manager looked at the mess on the floor, and then at the blood on the floor, with a sad face: "Well... Miss Jiang, I think it's better to call the police and let the police comrades handle it... …”
"You really have a business, how come you change your mind all of a sudden?"
The restaurant manager felt that the matter was too big and he could not deal with the aftermath, so he might as well hand it over to the police. He was thinking about how to persuade Jiang Wenxuan, and seven or eight people walked in from the outside. The leader among them sneered: "I'll pay you back | Mom | Force the police,"
When Binglong saw this man, he was even more excited than Ding Shijia when he saw his father, with snot and tears streaming down his face: "Brother Long, you are finally here, your brother was cut off..."
"Brother Long," Ling Cang looked at the person and found that he actually knew him. It was Hong Xue's Ice Dragon: "It's you,"
"It's me," Binglong's expression was very cold: "Why, you know me,"
"It's not really acquaintance." Since the other party had such an attitude, Ling Cang would never try to get close to him: "It's just that we played cards and I won some money from you."
"Really, but I'm not interested in playing cards anymore..." Binglong looked coldly at his men lying on the ground, and then asked Ling Cang, "You have to come up with an explanation for beating my people like this. "
"What do you want to say,"
With someone to support him, the bald man felt full of energy. For a moment, he forgot that his hands were still on the table: "Two hundred thousand yuan for medicine."
"Can the Hong Ming Gang's face be bought with just 200,000 yuan?" Binglong said and glared, and the bald head immediately did not dare to speak out.
"This bald donkey got beaten, and the Hong Ming Gang loses face; but when he flirts with women outside, does the Hong Ming Gang lose face?" Ling Cang said this, and laughed disdainfully: "They all say that Hong Ming Gang has no face. The Ming Gang is the largest gang in the north. They do big business and follow rules. Now it seems that there is really no difference between you and the street gangsters."
"You are not qualified to comment on the Hong Ming Gang." Binglong's mouth twitched twice and he said viciously: "It's better than this. Since you are so good at fighting, let's compete. If you are not beaten to death by me, what will happen to you?" Forget it..."
Ling Cang interrupted the other party and asked: "What if you are beaten to death by me?"
"I accept my fate," Binglong said, raised a table, jumped over, came close, and slammed the table down on Ling Cang.
Binglong looks very thin and has been taking drugs for many years, but he is very strong. This table weighs at least fifty or sixty pounds, and it is as light as nothing in his hands.
This is a solid wood table, which can accommodate eight people to eat at the same time. It is very large, and the ice dragon is very fast, so Ling Cang cannot dodge. In desperation, Ling Cang punches it directly, and only hears "click" With a sound, the table broke into several pieces and fell to the ground with a crackle.
Ling Cang took out a piece with his hand, rounded it and threw it at the ice dragon. The latter did not hit the ice dragon hard, but hurriedly took two steps back and dodged.
Binglong steadied his heels and was about to charge forward again, but felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. It turned out that Ling Cang had come around behind him at some point and struck his shoulder with a palm.
"You little bastard, go to hell," Binglong endured the pain, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and tightened his muscles as he slammed into Lingcang.
Ling Cang was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the ice dragon's shoulder. He felt as if he had been hit by a boulder and took several steps back.
However, Ling Cang's level is higher than that of the ice dragon after all, so he will not suffer too much. In fact, even if his power is equal to that of the ice dragon, Ling Cang is not what he was when he first came out of the mountain. He already has rich practical experience. When the ice dragon collided with him again, Ling Cang stepped aside slightly, then raised his palm and struck hard on the back of the ice dragon's neck.
Binglong felt dizzy, his eyes were a little blurry, and his movements slowed down.
Ling Cang grabbed Bing Long's collar, raised his right knee and hit it against his chest. With a muffled "thud" sound, Bing Long let out a low scream and kept pounding Ling Cang with his fists.
Ling Cang dodged easily, keeping his hand on the collar so that the ice dragon could not escape. When the ice dragon slowed down, Ling Cang moved closer and hit the ice dragon's chest with his knee.
Binglong felt as if his chest was about to burst, and struggled desperately. Gradually, he lost control and waved his arms randomly, allowing Ling Cang to escape more easily.
Ling Cang stopped wasting time and hit the ice dragon several times in succession, finally slamming the ice dragon to the ground: "You can pretend not to know me, but you should go back and ask Hong Yi, he knows me, and he also I will tell you that I am not someone you are qualified to mess with. If he pretends not to know me, someone will naturally talk to him."
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Binglong looked at Ling Cang fiercely. He struggled a few times but failed to stand up: "Forget it... I guess you are cruel,"
"This is a love song that Jordan Chan sang to Cecilia Cheung. It shouldn't be what you said to me." Ling Cang clapped his hands gently, like a king, looking down at Binglong: "You should say; 'I'm sorry, brother. I know, 'It's not that hard to call me brother,'"
This meal was too much to eat. Ling Cang and Jiang Wenxuan left after paying the bill. The two men acted as if nothing had happened.
All the customers in the restaurant had already fled. Some were afraid of being hurt, and some were taking the opportunity to evade the order. The restaurant staff all hid and looked at the scene in front of them with trepidation. When Jiang Wenxuan came to pay, they did not dare to mention it. The restaurant manager did not dare to really ask Jiang Wenxuan to compensate for the loss, and he only received the meal payment, so he could only accept it as bad luck. He did not dare to say such a thing to Binglong and his gang.
The restaurant manager took the money with trembling hands. He waited until Ling Cang and Jiang Wenxuan left the door. After a long time, he cautiously walked to Binglong and said, "Do you need to call 120?"
After getting into the car, Jiang Wenxuan smiled and said: "You did me a favor, now we are even,"
"You can say that," Ling Cang looked at Jiang Wenxuan and suddenly asked: "If I'm right, you ran out secretly, right?"
"Why did you steal it? I ran out openly,"
"To be precise, you ran out openly and secretly, otherwise you would have been followed by bodyguards." Ling Cang shook his head with a smile and said, "If all your bodyguards were here, the trouble just now would be easier to solve. "
"You're right," Jiang Wenxuan snorted, and said a little unhappy, "I hate it when I go out followed by several tails."
"But now is a special period,"
"Okay, let's not talk about this..." Jiang Wenxuan glanced at Ling Cang secretly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "There will be a cocktail party in a few days, will you accompany me?"
"Ah," Ling Cang blinked a few times and asked in surprise, "Are you looking for a date with me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Wenxuan's face turned a little red, but she still threw a hygienic eye and said: "I think that with you by my side, you can block those young masters to some extent. Also, you have good skills and can protect me. ,"
Jiang Wenxuan was telling the truth. Every time she attended various social events, countless young men would always come around her, which made her extremely annoyed. However, various social events were often necessary and she couldn't go without them. She felt, If there is a man by your side, many suitors will naturally be discouraged, especially since Ling Cang is younger than herself. When others ask, she can be said to be her younger brother.
It's just that Jiang Wenxuan didn't realize that there were people around her who were equally qualified for this role. The reason why she chose Ling Cang was because she subconsciously had a good impression of him.
Ling Cang didn't realize this either, but when he heard Jiang Wenxuan say this, he immediately lost interest: "Then should you give me a salary?"
"You don't want to go if you want to go? How many people are rushing to come, but we haven't had this opportunity yet." Jiang Wenxuan looked at her health as if she didn't need money, and immediately threw away another person: "But, the reception is There are a lot of delicious food here, if you don’t come you’ll miss out.”
"Then I'll go,"
"That's more or less..." Jiang Wenxuan said, and suddenly thought of something very important: "By the way, all the people at this cocktail party are people of high status. After you go, you must polish up your appearance. Don't make any mistakes. I made it so sharp,"
"oh,"
"I guess you don't have any decent clothes, why don't I take you to buy one now,"
In fact, Ling Cang has decent clothes, which he bought with Cao Bingqi's unlimited card when he settled with Zhao Xinru last time. However, Ling Cang was unwilling to let go of this opportunity and used all his savings to buy Jiang Wenxuan a car. Why? It should be taken back a bit.
So Ling Cang asked Jiang Wenxuan to take him to a high-end shopping mall and bought a lot of everything from underwear to outerwear. Finally, he also selected a lot of skin care products, and then asked Jiang Wenxuan to send him back to school.
After leaving the time and place for Ling Cang, Jiang Wenxuan warned her uneasily: "Remember, you must dress yourself up well and don't embarrass me when the time comes."
"You let me go by myself again,"
"It's enough to pick you up once, but you still want me to pick you up all the time," Jiang Wenxuan snorted softly: "I'm not your full-time driver,"