Maybe because she felt embarrassed, she walked around for a while, then Lin Xuening made an excuse and went back to the gym.
Ling Cang lit a cigarette and planned to go back after a while, but at this moment, he saw two men in black walking towards him one after the other.
"Ling Cang, right?" The other party's attitude was very polite, with a smile on his face: "Is it convenient now? Mr. Bai invites you."
"Which Mr. Bai?"
"You'll know it when you see it."
Ling Cang's heart immediately moved, and he realized that it was Chen Xinnan's master who came to the door. Since the other party did not show any malice for the time being, he might as well take a look at what medicine was being sold in the gourd: "Okay."
Led by two men in black, Ling Cang came to a stretched Lincoln outside the school gate. The man in black opened the car door and respectfully made a "please" gesture.
After getting in the car, the first thing Ling Cang saw was Chen Xinnan. He had really become a birdman at this time. His legs were covered with thick plasters. He could only lay them flat but couldn't move. Only his two arms could still move.
It can flap a few times.
There were two rows of seats facing each other in the Lincoln car. Chen Xinnan was sitting opposite Ling Cang, and next to him was a man in his late thirties.
If I were to use one word to describe this man, it would be "elegant". His movements are chic and calm, his brows show confidence, he is also very handsome, his skin is fair and tender, and his fingers are long and slender.
Such a person is obviously a member of the powerful class who does not work hard and eats every day. Compared with him, Ling Cang feels a little inferior. He feels that his eyes are a little smaller than others, and his clothes are not luxurious enough.
Chen Xinnan looked at Ling Cang angrily, and the man introduced himself: "I am Bai Youwen."
Ling Cang nodded expressionlessly: "Oh."
Chen Xinnan saw that Ling Cang didn't express anything and seemed not to take Bai Youwen seriously at all, so he hurriedly added: "Mr. Bai is my boss, and he is known as the second son of the capital."
"Second Young Master?" Ling Cang scratched his head: "I thought you were the Eighth Young Master in the capital!"
"Eighth Young Master?" Chen Xinnan was stunned: "When did you excrete so much?"
"The eighth son of the capital, referred to as Jingba."
"You're looking for death!" Chen Xinnan was furious when he heard this. He immediately wanted to jump up and fight him, but a sharp pain came from his leg, forcing him to calm down.
Bai Youwen didn't show any sullen expression, he just smiled lightly: "I didn't expect that, Brother Ling, you are very humorous."
"Don't call me brother." Ling Cang shook his head: "I'm not familiar with you."
"Okay, let's call him Mr. Ling. That's no problem." Bai Youwen said, opening a small cabinet next to him and taking out a bottle of red wine, three glasses, and an ice bucket. He put some ice into the glasses.
After pouring the ice cubes and wine, he didn't even ask Ling Cang if he liked it, and just handed over a glass.
"If you don't drink, you won't drink." Ling Cang thought to himself, and drank up the wine with a raise of his neck.
"Shan Pao, that's not how you drink red wine." Chen Xinnan rolled his eyes at Ling Cang with disdain, took a glass of red wine, and shook it gracefully to see if the red liquid was hanging on the glass, then put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it.
After smelling it, he finally took a sip: "Good wine, really good wine. This should be a bottle of Patrus, right?"
Bai Youwen did not answer, but slowly said to Ling Cang: "As you can see from drinking, Mr. Ling is a happy person. In this case, I will speak out frankly."
Ling Cang nodded: "Please."
"I know that there is a misunderstanding between you and Chen Xinnan, and he planned to deal with you. But it's not a big deal. At most, he will be charged with rape and let you go to jail for a few years. But not only did he fail in the end, you also interrupted him The legs are a bit too much."
"Do you think my few years of freedom are more important than his two legs?"
"Chen Xinnan is my person." Bai Youwen did not answer directly, but this sentence already made his attitude clear.
"I don't care who he is, even if it is Mr. Bai himself, your legs are not as valuable as my freedom for a day."
Bai Youwen nodded slightly, then clapped his hands twice: "Mr. Ling, you are so crazy, I like it."
"Also, I need to remind you that the other person involved in this matter is Shen Fanlei." Ling Cang didn't know what Shen Fanlei's background was, but thinking about everyone's awed expressions whenever he mentioned it, he was sure that it must be Extraordinary.
Sure enough, Bai Youwen's expression was dull for a moment, and then he said a little unnaturally: "Actually, Chen Xinnan's plan was originally aimed at another female classmate of yours, but she didn't expect to be hit by Shen Fanlei by mistake."
"I don't care who your target is. Since it has happened, you have to bear the consequences." Ling Cang smiled slightly and said sarcastically: "The Shen family just destroyed You Yusheng and did not take any further steps. You should really hide. Have fun at home instead of running out and looking for trouble."
"You can't say that..." Chen Xinnan rolled his eyes at Chen Xinnan casually, and then continued: "If the Shen family wants an explanation, I, Mr. Bai, will naturally explain it. If they are unwilling to give up, I, Mr. Bai, am not a good person either. .”
"That's between you."
"Yes, so let's talk about what's going on between us." Bai Youwen's expression was very kind when he said these words, but there was a murderous intent in his words: "You broke Chen Xinnan's leg, this matter cannot be treated like this. Already."
"What do you want?"
"Good question." Bai Youwen's tone was full of extreme confidence, as if he could kill Ling Cang at any time: "Mr. Bai, I am a reasonable person, let's write this matter off today, no matter who wins or loses. From now on, we will have to acknowledge our accounts.”
Ling Cang nodded: "Okay."
"Okay." Bai Youwen pointed to the car door: "Mr. Ling, please."
Ling Cang opened the door and got out of the car, and Lincoln drove away with a puff of exhaust. Looking at the car getting further away, Ling Cang was wondering what Bai Youwen was planning to do, when he saw several men in black approaching him.
The man walking at the front had his coat on and looked normal. But when he walked up to Ling Cang, a black gun barrel was exposed from his clothes, and he whispered: "Follow us." .”
Ling Cang thought to himself that the speed could not exceed the speed of bullets, so he could only do what the other party asked. These men in black had surrounded Ling Cang, pointing their guns at Ling Cang from far or near. From a distance, they looked like they were just together. Passers-by walking.
Whenever he reached an intersection, a person would come closer and tell Lingcang in a very low voice how to go. After walking like this for about ten minutes, he arrived at Minghai Botanical Garden.
The botanical garden covers a large area and is planted with various vegetation. The air quality is the best in the city. It is very close to No. 1 Middle School and is open to the public for free on weekdays. However, because there are no entertainment and leisure facilities, few people come here on weekdays.
After entering the botanical garden, we walked for a while, through the dense woods. No one in the group spoke, and there was no sound everywhere except for the "rustling" of fallen leaves underfoot.
Finally, several people took Ling Cang to an open space, where an old man over sixty years old was sitting.
This old man was short and lean, with a shaved top of his head. He looked very kind. He was playing with a bunch of iron balls in his hands and closed his eyes slightly. When he heard someone approaching, he opened his eyes and smiled.
: "People are here?"
The men in black didn't say anything, bowed to the old man, turned around and left quickly.
The old man stood up, looked at Ling Cang up and down, and nodded slightly: "Old man, my surname is Peng, and I am known as Old Man Peng. What do you call me young man?"
"Ling Cang."
"Oh, Ling Cang." Old Man Peng nodded again: "Don't worry, when you die, I will set up a memorial tablet for you."
Old Man Peng gave people a very kind impression, almost no different from those old people playing chess in the park. However, in an instant, a powerful wave of power suddenly erupted from his body, overwhelming Ling Cang.
surged over.
Ling Cang had to sadly realize that he was no match at all. Old Man Peng was still making moves, but Ling Cang's body could not withstand the huge pressure and began to tremble slightly.
"That's right. Most people would have already knelt down when they met me." Old Peng nodded slightly and suddenly threw an iron ball in his hand towards Ling Cang.
Ling Cang hurriedly dodged, but unexpectedly the move was in vain. Old Man Peng had already calculated where Ling Cang would dodge, and another iron ball came at a faster speed.
Seeing the iron ball coming like a thunderbolt, Ling Cang had no time to dodge, so he had to lift his foot and hook it, following the force of the iron ball to the side.
The iron ball was shot at a big tree, and with a loud bang, the tree as thick as the waist broke apart and fell down with a "crack, creak, creak" sound.
Before Ling Cang could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw old man Peng appearing in front of him out of nowhere. He still had that kind and kind smile on his face. But now, in Ling Cang's opinion, this smile was comparable to that of Bai Wuchang in the myth and legend.
, only the tongue did not stick out of the mouth half a foot.
Old Peng clasped his hands together, and then pushed Ling Cang in the chest. Ling Cang raised his leg and blocked it with his knee. He felt that he was hit by a huge force, and his whole leg felt as if it was about to be broken.
Ling Cang leaned back and kicked his other leg up at the same time, using his special move of lifting the vaginal leg. This move was supposed to be a sure hit, but Ling Cang felt empty and didn't hit anything. When Ling Cang waited
When I looked up, I was shocked. I saw Old Man Peng standing on his legs with his feet together and tapping his toes.
No matter how thin Old Peng is, he still weighs about a hundred pounds, but Ling Cang feels very light, almost as if he is bouncing a ball.
Immediately afterwards, Old Man Peng took a step along Ling Cang's legs and kicked towards Ling Cang's face. Ling Cang subconsciously crossed his hands. Although he was protecting his face, he felt as if his hands were shattered.
Following the opponent's strength, it stuck tightly to his face.
Such reaction speed and strength can simply be described as terrifying. If Old Man Peng had a fierce face, people would be somewhat mentally prepared, but he seems to be harmless, which invisibly makes people more psychologically prepared.
This heightened the terror.
Ling Cang simply lay down on the ground, rolled a few times to ten meters away, and then used his greatest skill in life - running.
However, as soon as Ling Cang took a step forward, he found that Old Man Peng was standing in front of him again. His kind face seemed to invite him to stay for dinner.
Ling Cang hurriedly turned around and tried to run away, but at the same time he kicked his leg behind him.
The sting on the back of the wasp's tail, the sting on the upper part of the scorpion's tail.
Ling Cang was good at launching his legs from behind, making it hard for people to guard against him. The principle behind this was similar to that of the ancient military commanders' carbine. This move did not miss, and hit Old Man Peng right in the abdomen. Old Man Peng grunted and took several steps back.
But Old Man Peng was not harmed. He jumped up, curled up his knees, and smashed down towards Ling Cang. Ling Cang raised his fists simultaneously and faced Old Man Peng, showing an aura of resting with the enemy.
This time, Old Peng was slightly injured and fell down with a cry. However, Ling Cang was even worse, his hands had lost feeling and were completely numb.
Ling Cang didn't dare to fight for a long time and wanted to escape again. Old Peng tiptoed and once again stood in front of Ling Cang. Ling Cang found that Old Peng's moves seemed slow, but he always couldn't dodge.
After a few rounds, Old Man Peng swept Ling Cang to the ground with a sweeping kick. Just as Ling Cang wanted to get up, Old Man Peng kicked him in the chest again. Ling Cang felt a salty feeling in his throat, and a liquid surged up like a
It was about to spurt out from his mouth. Ling Cang forced himself to swallow it and struggled to stand up, but was knocked down by Old Man Peng again.
"Do you have any last words to say?" Old Peng raised his foot and stepped on Ling Cang's chest, his face still kind and peaceful. However, the two blows he received just now were not light, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, indicating that he was feeling very painful.
Ling Cang struggled a few times, but was still stepped on by Old Man Peng, with no way to get rid of him. Ling Cang gave up and laughed miserably, with a trace of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth: "I will never let anyone go again in my life.
Step on your chest!"
"That's quite impressive!" Old Man Peng burst out laughing, then stopped laughing and added viciously: "It's a pity that your life has come to an end!"
It was only then that Old Peng put away his hypocritical face and his expression became a little ferocious.
It was obvious that Old Man Peng was going to kill someone. Ling Cang did not close his eyes, but looked at him firmly. This surprised Old Man Peng: "Aren't you afraid?"
"If fear was of any use, there wouldn't be so many cowards in this world." Ling Cang smiled sadly: "I want to remember your appearance. If I don't die today, I will definitely come back with a hundredfold revenge!"
"It's a pity that you will die today!" Old Man Peng raised his right hand and was about to slash Ling Cang's throat with a knife.
This would be a fatal blow, but just when it was about to hit Ling Cang, the knife suddenly stopped in mid-air. Old Peng ignored Ling Cang for the time being, but looked around in panic.
Not only Old Man Peng, but Ling Cang also discovered something was wrong. Someone came here at some unknown time. Although this person did not show up for the time being, he was sending out powerful power fluctuations.