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Chapter 350 I'm Not Rare

Ling Shaofeng looked at the arrogant young man in front of him and thought, why is this young man from the Huaqing Gang looking for me? I don't seem to have anything to do with him, right?

"Are you Ling Shaofeng? The gangster in City D who has been in the limelight recently?" Mo Shaocong, the eldest son of the Huaqing Gang, spoke up.

Mo Shaocong looks like a talented person, but when he talks, his eyes can reach the sky, and he doesn't even look at Ling Shaofeng. Moreover, his tone of voice is extremely arrogant and rude, which makes Ling Shaofeng very unhappy.

Originally, Mo Shaocong was the eldest son of the Huaqing Gang, and Ling Shaofeng wanted to greet him politely, but when he saw his behavior, he immediately became angry.

"That's right, I'm Ling Shaofeng. May I ask what Young Master Mo is doing here?" Ling Shaofeng's tone also turned cold, thinking to himself, what the hell are you so awesome about? You're just the Young Master of the Huaqing Gang, you idiot.

Mo Shaocong snorted coldly, and still said in that domineering tone: "I heard that you are very powerful. You killed Binghan's brother, the former boss of the Duan Gang, in three strikes, five divided by two, and now you still dare to fight with City D

The biggest gang, the Kuangshitang, is challenging? But when I saw it today, it wasn’t that good, huh..."

Ling Shaofeng was so angry that he thought to himself, it doesn't matter to you whether I am awesome or not? Didn't you come all the way here just to mock me?

At that moment, Ling Shaofeng became a little impatient and said rudely: "I'm sorry, Young Master Mo. If you are okay, please come back. I have something else to do."

"You...you are so brave, dare to talk to Young Master Mo like that?" The boy with the big earring next to Mo Shaocong shouted at Ling Shaofeng hatefully.

Mo Shaocong was also stunned. He didn't expect that Ling Shaofeng would dare to talk to him like this. No matter how powerful he is, he is just a gang boss in the small D city. This young master is the eldest son of the Hua Qing Gang, the largest gang in China. Damn it.

"Hmph, the reason why I came all the way to this little city D is to meet one person, Leng Binghan." Mo Shaocong said.

Ling Shaofeng was stunned: "You want to see Leng Binghan? Then why are you looking for me? You go directly to her."

Mo Shaocong snorted again: "Originally, Binghan promised me to leave the Duan Gang and work for our Huaqing Gang, but I don't know why I waited for her for two days and she didn't come and I couldn't contact her, so I personally

Run to City D to pick her up..."

"Hey, hey, what do you mean? You mean I hid Leng Binghan?" Ling Shaofeng interrupted him, feeling even more annoyed. Damn, what did Mo Shaocong think when he came to his bar?

It's a big deal. It turns out that I'm looking for Leng Binghan. The key is that if you're looking for Leng Binghan, just look for him. Why are you here taunting me? You're sick.

Mo Shaocong turned his sharp eyes to Ling Shaofeng and said: "I heard that you are a cruel and cruel person. I guess you must have caused some obstacles, so Binghan couldn't come. I heard that you didn't want Leng Binghan to leave you.

Gang, everyone knows that she is an intelligence talent, so you must not want Binghan to go to my Huaqing Gang, so you...hid her, hand her over immediately, I can't

I'm arguing with you."

A younger brother behind Ling Shaofeng couldn't help it anymore, pointed at Mo Shaocong and shouted: "Don't slander my boss. How can my boss be a cruel villain? Why does Leng Binghan not want to go to your Huaqing Gang to interfere with our boss?"

Mo Shaocong's eyes flashed fiercely and he turned to the younger brother and shouted: "You little bastard, how can you speak here? You dare to point your finger at me, come on, chop off his claws."

....”

When Mo Shaocong said this, the boys behind him immediately stepped forward to attack Ling Shaofeng's boy. Ling Shaofeng shouted: "Who dares to move?"

Then Ling Shaofeng turned his attention to Mo Shaocong and sneered: "Mo, I see that you are the eldest son of the Huaqing Gang, so I have the patience to talk to you. Don't be so shameless as to come to my Ling Shaofeng territory."

Are you here? If you are a guest, I welcome you. If you are here to cause trouble, then I'm sorry, I won't be polite."

"Ling Shaofeng." Mo Shaocong was also irritated by Ling Shaofeng's words and pointed at him and said: "Ling Shaofeng, who do you think you are? You are just a gang boss in a small D city. Do you really think of yourself as a person?

Do you believe that I can crush you to death with just one sentence?"

"Then give it a try." Ling Shaofeng showed no sign of weakness and went tit-for-tat with Mo Shaocong.

Both of them had a fierce light in their eyes, staring at each other fiercely, and the younger brothers on both sides were eager to fight, ready to draw their swords at any time.

The atmosphere in the entire bar was suddenly filled with a chilling atmosphere.

After about a minute, Mo Shaocong snorted again: "Humph, I am a man of status. I will not care about you, a little bastard. I will give you three minutes to hand over Leng Binghan immediately."

"Tch..." Ling Shaofeng snorted disdainfully: "Mo, let me say it again, Leng Binghan is a living person. She has hands and feet. How do I know where she is going? She doesn't want to go.

Your Huaqing Gang naturally has its own reasons. If you don’t look for reasons within yourself, why are you here to spread evil fire?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know why Leng Binghan didn't go to your Huaqing Gang?" Ling Shaofeng asked.

Mo Shaocong was stunned: "Why? I gave her generous treatment and a stage to display her talents. What else is she dissatisfied with? You must have done something bad, so she didn't go..."

"I have to go back and ask your good sister about this." Ling Shaofeng said.

Mo Shaocong frowned: "My sister? What does this have to do with my sister?"

Even though the words came to this point, Ling Shaofeng simply made it clear: "Mo, you really don't know what your good sister Mo Ziyan did to Leng Binghan?"

"Stop being pretentious and say what you have to say."

"Okay, your sister Mo Ziyan is looking for someone to assassinate Leng Binghan. If I hadn't happened to save her that day, do you think you could see Leng Binghan again in this life?"

Mo Shaocong had a look of surprise on his face: "What did you say? My sister hired someone to assassinate Leng Binghan? Oh, how is this possible? Why did my sister want to assassinate Leng Binghan? I spent a lot of effort and money to hire someone to assassinate Leng Binghan.

We, the Huaqing Gang, have not yet respected the intelligence talent we have acquired, so how could we find someone to kill her?"

At this moment, a shout came from outside the bar door: "Boss..."

While he was talking, he saw Skinny Dog and Shitou running in, followed by someone behind them, it was Leng Binghan.

Ling Shaofeng came back from the hospital alone before, and Shougou and Shitou arrived shortly after. When they arrived at the door, they happened to meet Leng Binghan, so the three of them walked into the bar together.

Leng Binghan went to investigate the information about the seventh leader of the Crazy Lion Hall, but unfortunately found nothing. Then he returned and walked to the door of the bar and met the thin dog and the stone.

Seeing Leng Binghan appear, Mo Shaocong showed a hint of surprise on his face: "Binghan..."

She glanced at him coldly, walked in without saying a word, slapped a long knife in her hand on a table in the bar hall, and sat down.

She was still wearing a tight short top, a pair of denim shorts, her hair disheveled, and a cold face. Her figure was very hot, but her face was very cold, which formed a sharp contrast.

"Binghan, I finally found you, you..." After seeing Leng Binghan, Mo Shaocong suddenly stopped the eldest young master's light, and his face was filled with a flattering smile.

"Binghan, we agreed that you would come to Huaqing Gang, but I've been waiting for you for two days, why didn't you come? No, I'm not worried, so I came to D City to pick you up in person. Binghan, this

Nothing happened in two days, right? Did Ling Shaofeng do something to you to prevent you from coming to the Huaqing Gang? If that's the case, I will definitely not be able to spare him..."

"That's enough..." Before Mo Shaocong could finish his words, Leng Binghan slammed the table and said coldly: "Mo Shaocong, please go, I will not go to the Huaqing Gang."

Mo Shaocong was stunned: "Binghan, why? We made an agreement before, and you promised me. You are an intelligence talent. You can only display your talents in a big gang like our Huaqing Gang. You...

....”

"I'll say it again, I won't go to the Huaqing Gang. You can go." Leng Binghan still had a cold face, showing a trace of impatience.

Mo Shaocong was a little anxious, but he did not dare to lose his temper with Leng Binghan. Everyone could see that he liked Leng Binghan very much and was very patient and tolerant of her.

"Binghan, you have to think carefully. If you come to our Huaqing Gang, you will have a bright future. After you come, I will let you be the head of the intelligence team. After I inherit the great cause and become the leader of the Huaqing Gang, you

She is the wife of the leader of the Huaqing Gang..."

"Shut up..." Leng Binghan suddenly became angry. She stood up suddenly and glanced at Mo Shaocong coldly and said: "Mo Shaocong, please stop trying to figure me out. What kind of gang leader's wife? I'm not Leng Binghan."

Rare."

"No, no, no, Binghan, don't be angry. I didn't set your sights on you. I really like you. Look at you, your brother is dead and you don't have any relatives anymore. It's not easy for a girl to make her way in society.

Why don't you come with me, I will treat you well, I..."

Before Mo Shaocong could finish speaking, Leng Binghan suddenly picked up the long knife that he had just slapped on the table and put it on Mo Shaocong's neck. Mo Shaocong's younger brothers were all frightened: "You, what are you going to do? Don't hurt Mo Da.

Young Master, it’s your blessing that the Young Master likes you, don’t be shameless..."

Leng Binghan put the knife on Mo Shaocong's neck and said: "I will say it for the last time, I will not go to the Huaqing Gang, get out..."


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