PS: Again, this book has a complete and detailed outline. It is guaranteed to be completed with one million words. The updates are stable and occasionally burst out. One to three updates a day, and Lao Chu’s "updates" do not fill in water, let alone make up the numbers. Every update At least four thousand words.
After the show, Shen Fanlei asked Ling Cang: "What are you going to do in the afternoon?"
Ling Cang looked at the time and saw that it was only 12 noon, so he raised the red envelope in his hand and said, "You have money, go out and spend it."
"It's up to you." Shen Fanlei smiled and shook her head: "At seven o'clock in the evening, see you at the Blue Dream Bar."
Ling Cang's so-called squandering was just to buy himself a mobile phone. After all, in the information age, it is still very important to keep in touch. Next, Ling Cang was cruel and bought a notebook. After all, he always uses a dead pig's notebook. Excuse me.
In this way, the bonus was completely spent, and Ling Cang added a lot more.
What Ling Cang didn't expect was that not long after the phone was activated, a call came in, and it showed a "private number" instead of a phone number.
"Hello, who's there?" Ling Cang made up his mind. If the other party informed him that he had won a prize, such as being hit by a golden egg from Li Yong who was very six plus one, then he would tell the other party that he was actually Li Yong. Chant yourself.
"It's me." A slightly hoarse voice came from the other side of the phone: "Old Man Shi."
"It's you?" Ling Cang could hardly believe his ears: "Uncle, you are so amazing. I knew the phone number just after I bought it!"
"Since you bought it with your own ID card, of course I can easily find out." Smiling, Old Man Shi continued: "If you don't show some tricks, you kid will definitely think that I will only get into trouble and talk nonsense. , in fact, I don’t have any ability at all.”
"No, no, you have always been magical in my eyes."
"Really? Haha. Actually, I called you mainly because I missed you and wanted to see when it would be convenient for you to come over for tea."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go in the afternoon."
"Okay, it's settled."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Cang returned to school, put his notebook in the dormitory, and prepared to go to Old Man Shi.
Ling Cang had many questions to ask this mysterious old man, but after leaving the school, he had a vague feeling that this journey would not be smooth sailing.
So Ling Cang looked around and found a few ruffian-looking people following closely behind him. They pretended to be passing by, and their eyes always glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and when they walked, they also walked. , stopped themselves, and they also stopped and pretended to tie their shoes or make a phone call.
"Is this also called stalking?" Ling Cang shook his head and walked towards the road behind the school, where he fought with Shan Ying. It was relatively quiet there, so Ling Cang planned to teach them a lesson and find out who sent them. .
Ling Cang didn't take these people seriously at first, but soon, Ling Cang didn't dare to be careless anymore, because more and more people on the other side gathered together. It was obvious that they had already set up an encirclement and were now gradually tightening it.
When we got to the predetermined road, there were already people from the other side behind us, and the distance was getting closer and closer. Ling Cang was thinking about what to do when two girls, one tall and one short, walked towards him.
The two girls were both beautiful, with cold smiles on their faces. After seeing Ling Cang, the taller one crossed her hands on her chest, then swung them down hard, and there were two butterfly swords in her hands. This The length of this kind of knife is roughly the same as a human forearm. It is characterized by a broad and thick back to facilitate blocking. The blade is only edged a few inches forward, making it easy to penetrate the human body straight. It is said to be a very vicious weapon.
The other girl pulled out a not too long knife from behind. It was shaped like a willow leaf and was called a lancet.
"What do you call..." Ling Cang smiled bitterly. This was because there was a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him. He had nowhere to hide: "If you are right, you are coming for me, right?!"
"Exactly!" The two girls nodded together, and then reported their names: "No. 2 Wanxiang, No. 4 Fanhong."
"Oh." Ling Cang nodded, suddenly turned around and ran towards the chasing people, shouting: "It's them!"
This move was beyond the expectations of everyone present. The people chasing after them instinctively thought that Wanxiang and Fanhong were Ling Cang's helpers. As for Wanxiang and Fanhong, they also thought that these people behind were Ling Cang's men.
Wanxiang and Fanhong chased Lingcang. When Lingcang was about to come into contact with those people, he suddenly jumped aside. As a result, these people behind him and Wanxiang and Fanhong immediately hit each other.
These people behind are all good fighters, but they are vulnerable to Wanxiang and Fanhong.
Wanxiang danced the butterfly swords into a ball of light and shadow, leaving more than a dozen knife marks on a person in an instant. Before the person could take action, he fell to the ground and died. Looking at Fan Hong again, the lancet cut across the waist and killed a person.
The person's intestines were dislodged, and his internal organs mixed with blood flowed all over the floor.
When the opponent was temporarily suppressed, Fan Hong swung his sword and attacked Ling Cang.
Ling Cang originally wanted to evacuate here, but Fan Hong was too fast and was in front of him. Ling Cang flew up with his right foot and kicked the knife handle, but Fan Hong pulled the knife back and raised his foot towards Ling Cang's crotch.
Pull it down.
"I'm licking it! You're touching your vaginal foot?!" Ling Cang hurriedly backed away: "You're too despicable!"
"I'm not as despicable as you. You also treated Shan Ying like this!" Fan Hong said, and the lancet was slashed across the head, and one knife seemed to have turned into two.
Ling Cang turned sideways to avoid the first knife, but was unexpectedly cut open by the second knife on his sleeve, leaving a not too deep wound on his arm, and blood immediately flowed out.
Wanxiang over there leaned down, crossed her swords, cut off the feet of the person in front of her, and then attacked Ling Cang from behind.
Ling Cang was busy dealing with Fan Hong when he suddenly felt an evil wind behind his head and hurriedly bowed down. A butterfly knife grazed his scalp. If Ling Cang had stayed at night for even one second, he would have died.
Wanxiang failed to hit the target, and raised another knife from bottom to top. Ling Cang hurriedly took a step forward, but his right leg was still split open. When Fan Hong saw this, he hurriedly took a step forward and used the lancet as a hood.
Down.
Both front and rear were blocked, Fan Hong attacked on the upper road, and Wanxiang attacked on the lower road. Even though Ling Cang had experienced so much experience in the mountains, he still couldn't deal with the flanking attacks of the two masters.
Seeing that Ling Cang was about to lose his support, those unknown people rushed over. One of them took out a pistol and opened fire. There was only a "bang" sound, and a flower of blood burst out on Wanxiang's thigh.
Wanxiang said nothing, and threw a butterfly knife backwards, hitting the shooter in the chest. At the same time, she used her other leg to jump forward with her back to the opponent, then lay down on the ground, and threw another butterfly knife at the shooter.
With one last sweep, one of the shooter's legs was cut off.
Blood sprayed out from the severed limbs, covering Wanxiang's body. With her fierce expression, she looked quite terrifying at this time.
The other people on the other side also took out their guns. Seeing Wanxiang's appearance, they unconsciously took several steps back. For a moment, they even forgot to shoot. Wanxiang withdrew the knife, rushed forward with a lunge, and took the two knives from
The person in front of me was stabbed hard on the left and right shoulders.
After a scream, the man's body shook violently, and he let go and dropped the gun in his hand. After Wanxiang pulled out the knife, two streams of blood poured out from his shoulders, like two small red fountains.
The other two people on the other side opened fire, and three bullets hit Wanxiang's abdomen. Wanxiang clenched her silver teeth, grabbed the body of the previous person as a cover, raised her foot and kicked up the dropped pistol, held it in her hand and started shooting continuously.
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These people's attack on Wanxiang shared Ling Cang's pressure. Ling Cang jumped up high, curled up his legs, and hit Fan Hong with his knees. Fan Hong turned his knife horizontally and pointed it straight at Ling Cang's chest.
Ling Cang's knee came, but unexpectedly, it was just a feint. Ling Cang suddenly turned over in mid-air and rolled to the ground.
Ling Cang was lying on the ground, his legs stretched out to clamp Fan Hong's feet, and then he twisted them violently, causing Fan Hong to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
When the opponent has a weapon and you are unarmed, it is the smartest way to lead the opponent to the ground and win in close combat.
The principle of close combat is to use the limbs as leverage and then use mechanical principles to defeat the opponent. Even though Fan Hong's physical strength and skills are stronger than Ling Cang, Ling Cang is good at ground skills and quickly restrained Fan Hong.
Ling Cang's legs clamped tightly around Fan Hong's throat, and her hands held one of Fan Hong's arms. Fan Hong threw away the knife and struggled desperately, but to no avail. Her legs kicked and raised as hard as she could.
There were bursts of dust, and the other hand kept beating Ling Cang's arm, his strength getting weaker and weaker.
As long as Fan Hong persists for a while, Fan Hong will die of anger. Wanxiang noticed that the situation was not good and immediately turned around to save Fan Hong, but at this moment, the other party's gun rang out again.
A row of bullets penetrated Wanxiang's body from the back and shot out from the chest with blood. Wanxiang's eyes gradually became dull and her face became pale. The gun had been empty of bullets, so she threw away the gun and used
One butterfly knife barely supported his body, and the other butterfly knife was thrown at Ling Cang.
Ling Cang had no way to dodge, and his thigh was shot through by the butterfly knife. Although no bones were injured, the entire leg was nailed to the ground.
"My stinky cousin, you are really good at fighting!" The other party rushed up alone, pointed the gun at Wanxiang's head, and then pulled the trigger.
After a muffled sound, Wanxiang was shot in the head, and her body fell to the ground weakly. Immediately afterwards, her body exploded into a ball of fire, igniting everything nearby.
The three soldiers on the other side were unprepared and were shot by the flames, which turned into a ball of fire. They fell to the ground, wailing and rolling around trying to extinguish the flames, but the fire grew stronger and stronger.
Wanxiang's self-immolation bomb is much more powerful than Yamazakura. Its main ingredient is probably napalm and the like, and it will burn no matter what it touches.
The remaining two people on the other side ignored Ling Cang and Fan Hong and were busy saving their companions. Ling Cang took advantage of this moment to let go of Fan Hong's hand, gritted his teeth, pulled out the knife on his thigh, and stabbed under the ribs.
Entered Fan Hong's body.
Fan Hong let out a scream and her body trembled violently. Ling Cang let her go for the time being and stood up, intending to deliver a fatal blow and end the battle completely.
However, Fan Hong actually pulled the knife out of his body, and regardless of the gush of blood, he swept it towards Ling Cang's feet. Ling Cang hurriedly took two steps back. Although he just managed to avoid the knife, he still felt the pain in his ankle.
There was a hint of chill.
Fan Hong stuck the knife on the ground, and jumped up with support. She lifted the knife from the ground while jumping up. Then, Fan Hong put the knife towards Ling Cang, and Ling Cang turned around and jumped forward.
, kicked up a piece of burning debris and shot it at Fan Hong.
Fan Hong opened the wreckage and the man fell to the ground. However, he did not launch an attack immediately, but instead breathed heavily.
Whether it is fighting skills, courage, or physical fitness, Fan Hong and Wanxiang are better than the previous three people. Under normal circumstances, Ling Cang would not be able to face any of them alone for more than a dozen rounds.
, it’s time to explain.
Fortunately, Ling Cang successfully used those who caught up behind him to win a chance of survival for himself. He didn't know who they were, but they wanted to cause trouble at this time. No matter what grudges Ling Cang had with him,
I have to thank him at this moment.
However, compared to the origins of these people, Ling Cang was more concerned about Fan Hong and their backgrounds.
It was extraordinary to be able to support such a killer. Ling Cang really couldn't figure out who could have so many under his command.
I have only been in Minghai City for about a week. Although I have had some minor frictions with others due to this or that matter, it is absolutely impossible for anyone among them to have such strength.
Since these people wanted to kill him by name and specifically let him know their names, Ling Cang guessed that there was only one possibility, and that was that the grudges of his father's generation had been extended to him.
If harm does not come to the wife and children, no matter how great the hatred, the revenge will usually be retaliated on the person himself. This is a rule of conduct that everyone tacitly agrees on. Few people will murder other people's wives and children to demonstrate against themselves.
Of course, even if someone does this, they will not receive any other punishment besides moral condemnation. But before doing so, everyone will consider whether others will treat them in this way, so they will still be somewhat hesitant.
.In other words, a person who can do such a thing, in addition to having a will to disregard everything, is also born with a ruthless heart.
Ling Cang wanted to know if his father knew that he was facing such a person, and if he had taken any protective measures for himself. Judging from the current situation, his father was letting everything go, and he didn't know that this was a kind of training for himself.
, or the father doesn’t care about his son at all.
Ling Cang looked at Fan Hong, took a deep breath, and then jumped over: "Let's make a break!"
"Go to hell!" Fan Hong shouted at the top of his lungs, drew his sword and stabbed Ling Cang.
Ling Cang did not dodge, but slapped Fan Hong's knife-holding wrist with his palm, causing the blade to deflect to the side just before it stabbed him.
The butterfly knife was relatively short, not as long as a human arm. But Fanhong still didn't expect Ling Cang to have such courage and dare to face the extremely sharp blade. Seeing that Ling Cang was approaching, she wanted to return the knife but it was too late.