This "Siberian tiger" is also no stranger. It is the retired boxer that these gangsters invited to take revenge after being taught a lesson by Ling Cang for the first time.
This gang of ruffians met Ling Cang by chance. They had no preparation before. The Siberian tiger was relieving itself in the woods far away. When they heard the shout, they rushed over.
"I | Shit, it's you," the Siberian Tiger looked at the situation and immediately understood what was going on, and punched Ling Cang in the face.
After not seeing each other for a while, the Siberian tiger's skills were even better than before. This punch was blowing with the wind, and it was so powerful that Ling Cang hurriedly took two steps back and tilted his head back at the same time.
The Siberian tiger's fist almost clung to Ling Cang's jaw, but the force was gone and it could not hurt Ling Cang at all. The Siberian tiger took a step forward, without retracting his right fist, and swung out his left fist to hit Ling Cang's weak ribs.
Ling Cang was pressed by the Siberian tiger's right fist, and his sight was restricted, so he couldn't see it at all. As a result, he received the punch firmly.
Ling Cang jumped to the side and rubbed it, feeling a slight pain. Fortunately, it has been upgraded now. If it had been when he first came to Minghai, Ling Cang would have suffered a little.
"For a while," Ling Cang smiled slightly, then suddenly leaned forward and hit the Siberian tiger's chest.
The Siberian tiger raised his fists and punched Ling Cang's back hard. However, Ling Cang only made a false move. Before the Siberian tiger's punch could reach him, Ling Cang raised his right leg from behind and hit the Siberian tiger in the chest.
This kick was like a huge stone falling down, causing a sharp pain in the Siberian tiger's chest, and it involuntarily took several steps back.
Lai Xing and others ran over and shouted angrily: "Boss, please give him to us."
"No," Ling Cang waved his hand: "I'll deal with it."
"Fuck you," the Siberian tiger cursed and charged towards Ling Cang again.
Ling Cang stood there with a smile. When the Siberian tiger came closer, he suddenly disappeared. The Siberian tiger was startled for a moment, but Ling Cang suddenly appeared behind him and kicked him in the lower back.
The Siberian tiger couldn't hold back his figure for a moment, and staggered forward several steps. When he barely managed to stand still, Ling Cang had followed up and kicked him again in the waist.
The Siberian tiger could no longer stand still. He fell to the ground like a dog gnawing feces, and hit his chin on a brick.
Before the Siberian tiger could stand up, Lingcang jumped up high and kicked the Siberian tiger's back with his right leg. The strength of this kick, coupled with the acceleration of gravity when falling from a high place, no matter how strong the body was, the Siberian tiger could not stand up. The tiger couldn't bear it anymore, so he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
A few ruffians had calmed down and were about to rush to help the Siberian tiger, but were knocked to the ground by Lai Xing and others.
"Little|baby|cub..." The Siberian tiger struggled a few times, but could not stand up: "Wait until my master Qin Hu comes to take care of you."
Ling Cang was stunned: "Your master is Qin Hu,"
"You haven't heard of it," said the Siberian tiger, ignoring the pain, laughing loudly: "You will know how powerful he is when you see him."
Ling Cang probably knew Qin Hu better than the gangsters present, but he was just wondering how Qin Hu became the master of the Siberian Tiger.
More importantly, since Siberian Tiger can name Qin Hu, it means that these ruffians may indeed have some relationship with the Hongming Gang, because Qin Hu belongs to the hidden force of the Hongming Gang, and even ordinary members of the Hongming Gang, most of them Didn't know such a person existed.
At this moment, a burst of applause came over. A middle-aged man applauded and walked up to Ling Cang: "Wonderful, young man, you have good skills."
Ling Cang nodded slightly: "Thank you for the compliment,"
This middle-aged man is wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath. He is quite handsome. He has a bit of a big brother demeanor. This kind of demeanor cannot be disguised and can only be revealed naturally. In other words, he has a strong aura. , which makes people feel awe at first glance.
Behind him were more than thirty people, wearing very casual clothes and tight pants, a bit like pencil pants. Ling Cang understood that this kind of clothing was for convenience.
The middle-aged man snapped his fingers, and someone immediately brought him a folding chair. He sat down firmly, looked at Ling Cang and asked with a smile: "Little brother, I don't know where you are from."
Ling Cang pointed to the gate of No. 1 Middle School in the distance: "Those who hang out here,"
"Oh," the middle-aged man looked at it sideways, and then nodded: "It turns out he is a student of No. 1 Middle School."
"Boss..." The ruffian leader struggled to stand up and rolled over in front of the middle-aged man: "This kid has killed us, you can't ignore it."
"There are so many of you..." The middle-aged man pointed at Ling Cang and asked slowly, "You were all killed by them."
The ruffian leader nodded stupidly: "Ah,"
"Fuck me," the middle-aged man kicked the ruffian leader to the ground: "You are so fucking embarrassing to me,"
"Boss..." The ruffian leader hurriedly got up and said with a cry: "After all, we are members of the Hong Ming Gang. If we let others beat us, we will be beaten, and the entire Hong Ming Gang will lose face."
"That makes sense..." The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully and asked again: "Then let's talk about it first, what's going on with you and how did you create this rift?"
The ruffian leader was speechless for a moment. He looked at Ling Cang and then at the boss, not knowing what to say.
Ling Cang did not hide anything and told the whole story: "I have admired the name of the Hong Ming Gang for a long time. I always thought that the Hong Ming Gang was involved in big business, but I didn't expect that they would even rob money from poor students like us."
"Yes, if this matter spreads, it will have a greater impact on the reputation of the Hong Ming Gang," the middle-aged man said here, raised his foot and kicked the ruffian leader again: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have accepted it. You join a gang,"
"Boss..." the ruffian leader said sadly: "Don't say that, we are all brothers..."
"I don't have brothers like you," the middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently: "I don't want to talk to you now, so get out and I'll settle the score with you later."
The ruffian leader did not dare to disobey, glanced at Ling Cang angrily, and limped away with the Siberian Tiger and a group of his men.
The middle-aged man glanced at them and asked Ling Cang with a smile: "Little brother, is it convenient for us to chat?"
"Can,"
Lai Xing stepped forward and reminded him softly: "Boss..."
Lai Xing's intention was to let Ling Cang pay attention. If the other party made any move, he would strike first. Ling Cang smiled nonchalantly, waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you here. You can go."
"This..." Lai Xing asked hesitantly, "Can it be done?"
"Don't worry, it's okay, let's go,"
"Oh," Lai Xing agreed reluctantly, turned around and left with Liu Yun and Brother Pi.
Unbelief stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do. Ling Cang ordered: "You can leave too,"
During the fight just now, I didn't believe that I didn't take any action. Although he was a little aggressive, he didn't dare to fight. After hearing Ling Cang's words, he quickly followed Lai Xing, completely forgetting that he almost fought with Lai Xing and others just an hour ago. A life or death.
The middle-aged man looked at the fat cassock in disbelief and asked curiously: "These are your little brothers,"
"That's right,"
"So is that monk,"
"That's right," Ling Cang smiled helplessly: "Don't get me wrong, he is not a real monk, he just... just likes COSPLAY,"
"What's COS?" Before Ling Cang could answer, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "As I get older, I can't always understand the activities of you young people."
"You don't need to understand," Ling Cang shrugged and said calmly: "Now, I want to understand one thing, that is, what exactly do you want to see me for?"
"I and my brothers were doing business outside. I passed by here after I came back, and a few of my men got into a fight with you..." The middle-aged man did not answer Ling Cang, but said to himself: "I What I didn't expect is that you, a high school student, already have so many younger brothers. When I was your age, I was still acting as someone's younger brother..."
"So what,"
"I just saw you guys taking action. What makes me even more amazed is that you and your younger brothers have such good skills." At this point, the middle-aged man nodded vigorously: "You can truly be called a formidable young man. ah,"
"What on earth do you want to say,"
"Tell me about yourself..." The middle-aged man still didn't answer the question, and slowly extended his hand to Ling Cang: "My name is Yang Ze, I am the boss of the Hong Ming Gang... I should say the mid-level boss,"
Ling Cang reported his name, shook hands with the other party, and quietly observed the surroundings.
While he was talking, all Yang Ze's men came over and surrounded Ling Cang and Yang Ze, forming a human wall. Each of them had a fierce expression. Although they did not show any hostility for the time being, they didn't know it. What will happen next minute.
Ling Cang once heard Hong Xue say that in the past, gangsters would negotiate before taking action, but these days, gangsters can fall out of favor faster than a prostitute taking off her pants.
Also taking this opportunity, Ling Cang took a general look at these people and found that he knew no one. It was said that he was often with Hong Xue, and he already knew many people from the Hong Ming Gang, although most of them could not name them. But they must look familiar, especially those who often hang out around No. 1 Middle School. Most of them are Hong Xue's cronies. From the capital to Yunnan and Guizhou, and then to Linlan Town, Hong Xue mobilized this group of people, and Ling Cang has met most of them.
So Ling Cang really couldn't tell where this so-called "Hong Ming Gang" came from, and he couldn't help but secretly thought: "They can't be fake..."
"Little brother..." Yang Ze spoke again at this time: "I don't like to beat around the bush. If you have something to say, just say it directly. I admire you very much and want to accept you as my little brother."
"ah,"
"You don't agree,"
"I..." Ling Cang didn't expect such a word from the other party, and explained stumblingly: "This news is too sudden... I'm not ready yet..."