Volume 7, Iron Horse, Chapter 281, Ling Jie Shows His Power
Yueying's words surprised Ling Jie. Although he didn't admit it on the surface, he still agreed with it in his heart as he had become a great martial arts master.
Civilization and technology mean the decline of martial arts. Let me ask, everyone should go to school and do business instead of politics. Only then can they survive. In society, politics and business are regarded as an honor. In such a society, who else will exhaust their energy to
Want to learn martial arts? Not only can martial arts not support yourself, but also... there is no room for you to practice it.
If you practice martial arts to a high level, if someone buys a gun and points it at your head, you will die... Therefore, everyone is willing to buy a knife or a gun, but is not willing to spend a lot of money to learn it.
Useless martial arts. Of course, except for the realm of martial arts masters. But how can ordinary people become martial arts masters?
But things are different now. There are batches of martial arts masters. After thousands of years of accumulation, martial arts has begun to flourish again. This seems to have become an irreversible trend. Ling Jie can feel it from the leader Liu Haitao. Liu Haitao
He was definitely a talented and strategic leader, but his son was killed by Han Ping. The main reason was that he didn't know how to use force. He didn't have force to defend himself, he didn't have force to kill, and he didn't have force to capture people. He couldn't capture Han Ping.
A person like Ping who is extremely accomplished in martial arts.
Although technology is powerful, a mortal with a gun in his hand is very powerful. In a real fight, his gun may be able to kill an S-level master. But if an S-level master were to assassinate and assassinate, 110,000 people would be killed.
The person holding the gun is no match. When a martial arts master enters the world, it is even more frightening.
Martial arts flourished while civilization declined.
Ling Jie said, "I didn't expect that the current situation is so serious. I didn't see the whole thing before. Today, I would like to thank Miss Yueying for her answer and broadening my horizons. After successfully defeating Han Zhan in the future, you must know the answer
Tell me everything. And don’t forget that you said you had another great favor for me.”
Yueying smiled and said, "Of course, you have just entered the Grand Master. Killing Han Zhan is a very dangerous thing. If you are not careful, you will die at his hands. You should stay in seclusion during this period. You must know that in the face of
For masters in the realm of Nirvana, any weapon is almost useless."
"Ling Jie said goodbye first." Ling Jie said slightly, then turned around and walked back to the return road, his footsteps still slow and low. After walking on the Qianmi Tiansuo Bridge for a long time, it disappeared in the mist. Yueying stood on the Suo Tianqiao.
Up, look under the bridge
The mist was so thick that it was impossible to touch thousands of feet below. Without frowning, she stood up from the ground and fell straight down, falling into the mist. Like a falcon, she jumped and fell into the cliff.
, and soon disappeared.
"Well...it's her indeed." After Yue Ying and Ling Jie left, a person suddenly rushed out of the forest across the bridge. This person had a strange appearance, with a short head, a round face, and only one ear. It was Han Ping.
A big assistant around him. He was the one who framed Ling Jie and killed Liu Zhenqing. It can be seen that this one-eared man is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Anyone who can follow Han Ping is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and anyone who can gain Han Ping's trust is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
"The general's information is good. There is indeed something wrong with Yue Ying. The Lord asked me to follow Yue Ying for more than a month. Finally, I caught some clues. She actually wanted to join forces with Ling Jie to kill Mr. Han Zhan. I'm kidding, Mr. Han Zhan.
Yes
Nirvana masters, who have understood the supreme realm of Nirvana, cannot be killed by people of their level. But this is enough to show that she is betraying the Lord. I must tell the Lord this news... Betraying the Lord
The fate of the above, but from
It won’t end well. I’ll ask the Lord to abolish your martial arts in a moment and make you my woman. Let me rub you. Rub you... Haha, Yueying is so beautiful that I will be captivated by your face.
Your waist, your chest...your
My body, I have thought about it tens of millions of times in private, and I have been distracted for a long time... I got a chance today... I want to see what you, who has been abolished from martial arts, will be like in bed with me...
What a scene...hahahaha..."
Shan Er laughed loudly, and then strode away...
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Back at the Dragon Dream Bar, Ling Jie felt happy when he saw that the construction of Sword City was in full swing.
"Brother Ninth, the progress of the construction is unexpectedly fast. This group of workers is indeed an elite. In just a few days, the foundation has been laid. Now we start building the base." Feng Chu came to Ling Jie and looked at him.
Seeing the scene of tens of thousands of workers constructing at the same time, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Bish is dead, and there will be trouble soon. I don't know what kind of trouble there will be this time. The Rothschild family has a very deep heritage, and I am looking forward to what kind of people they will send to succeed Bish."
position." Ling Jie took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Feng Chu, "Here are all the properties that Bi Shi has devoured, a total of four billion U.S. dollars. If this fund is injected into the project, it can also support the project.
It’s been a few days. Let’s go and see those workers.”
In autumn, it was very cold during construction. Many people were working in coats, and there were also many women and even young children.
Ling Jie brought Feng Chu, Qin Feng, Murong Qing and a large number of others, enough for sixty or seventy people to enter the construction site for inspection.
"Xiao Bei, please hand over the tube of cement quickly. We don't have enough tools, so we can only use handbags. Hurry up." An elderly father was building a wall with a trowel in his hand. The wall was not high, only two meters.
He was calling to a child who was less than fourteen or fifteen years old. The child was carrying a shovel full of mud, and it was obviously very difficult. He fell to the ground after taking a few steps, and all the mud splashed out.
"Ah..." the child screamed in pain, and then started crying.
"Why are you crying? Get up quickly and put the mud back into the bucket with your hands. If they find out, they will deduct wages. I am counting on this month's wages to treat your mother." The elderly father scolded with concern.
He said, "You didn't fall down, did you?"
"Dad, I'm fine, I'm not crying. I said that I will work hard to help my father earn money and treat my mother's illness. I don't want to lose my mother. I want my mother to get better... I want my mother to get better." The child bit.
Teeth tried not to cry, and put the mud into the bucket with his hands, while crying in a low voice, "I want my mother to get better... I want my mother to get better."
"Let me help you." When the child cried, he suddenly stretched out his other two hands, picked up a cup of mud, and put it into the bucket.
"Brother Ninth, Brother Ninth, Brother Ninth..."
"Brother Ninth..."
Ling Jie's action immediately caused Murong Qing, Feng Chu, Qin Feng, and all the brothers behind him to shout at the same time, Brother Ninth was holding the mud in person, so that's okay. They all rushed forward to help.
Ling Jie stretched out his hand to stop their movement and looked at the child, "Kid, what disease does your mother have?"
The child glanced at Ling Jie and saw that Ling Jie was wearing luxurious clothes. He couldn't help but lower his head, "My mother had cerebral thrombosis and was lying in the hospital bed for more than a month. The expensive medical expenses forced me to drop out of school... But I'm fine now. I
I can help my father earn money by working on the construction site and treat my mother's illness. My father said that my mother's illness will get better sooner or later, and then my mother can take me to fly a kite." The child kept putting mud into his skin.
He quickly put all the poured mud back into the bucket. The tears fell even faster.
Ling Jie saw it in his eyes, and then smiled, very bitterly, "How about uncle accompany you to see your mother at noon."
"Okay, my mother is very hospitable..." The little boy struggled to carry the bucket towards his father. Ling Jie wanted to help him carry it, but he refused. He said: Dad said this is my job, if I don't
You can’t take someone else’s salary to do things.
At this moment, Ling Jie suddenly felt that the power of education and personality could influence a child who knew nothing.
When he got off work at noon, Ling Jie, Feng Chu, and his child went to the hospital to visit his mother with fruits and some supplements. When he saw his mother's appearance, Ling Jie's heart skipped a beat.
His mother was a woman in her forties, wearing an oxygen mask. She looked very haggard and had fainted. Ling Jie knew at a glance that this woman had no life left in her. Although she was not dead, she would die sooner or later.
"Mom, Mom... A kind-hearted uncle came to see you. Wake up. I finally met a kind-hearted uncle. He said he wanted to see you. Open your eyes and look. I am your son.
Xiaobei..." The child lay in front of the woman's bed and kept crying.
Feng Chu and Ling Jie stood nearby, watching all this. The heart monitor next to them originally had weak fluctuations, but at this moment, it suddenly changed to a straight line...
"Beep..." The siren rang loudly. After a while, an elderly male doctor came in. He just looked at it briefly, without even checking, and said directly, "I'm sorry, the patient's cerebral blood vessel has ruptured and he is dead."
Already."
"What are you talking about? My mother is dead... It's impossible, it's impossible... It's impossible. Yesterday, my mother said she would take me to fly a kite. It's impossible. You're lying, you're lying... you're lying...
"The child rushed to the doctor and hit the doctor's chest violently.
"Go away!!! Didn't your mother teach you to respect doctors? Doctors are angels in white. Saving lives and saving lives is the noblest and most sacred profession. Who do you think you are?" The doctor kicked the child and threw it directly.
The child gasped on the ground.
"You two have owed the hospital more than 100,000 yuan in medical expenses and have not paid. If you had paid the expenses earlier, I could have brought your mother back to life. In the final analysis, it was you and his son who killed your mother.
It's over!" The doctor shouted fiercely, "If you default on your medical bills again, I will call the police and have you go to jail."
"Repay my mother, return my mother, return my mother...you return my mother..." The child rushed towards me like crazy, but was kicked away by the doctor. The doctor picked up the stool and hit the child directly.
The child was covered in blood and couldn't move at all. He was just crying, crying heartbrokenly.
Ling Jie and Feng Chu stood nearby, watching all this happen.
After the doctor injured the child, he looked at Ling Jie and Feng Chu. Especially after seeing Feng Chu's unparalleled beauty, his eyes straightened up and he asked, "Who are you?"
Ling Jie smiled, did not speak, but walked directly to the table next to him, picked up a fruit knife, and walked gently to the doctor, "If the child paid off the medical bills early, his mother would not have to die."
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"Yes, they paid the medical bills early, and I will arrange treatment for her. Now his mother has recovered a long time ago, who made the father and son have no money." The doctor said eloquently.
"Bastard!!!!" Ling Jie said two words from between his teeth, and hit the doctor's face with a fruit knife, immediately cutting off the doctor's face, "Just because I can't pay,
You are just harming people, what’s the use of a scum like you staying in this world.”
Ling Jie swung the knife over again, stabbing it directly into the doctor's eye, and then pulled it out, bleeding like an arrow...
"Ahhhhhhhh..." The doctor immediately rolled on the ground like crazy.
"Stop, who are you? You dare to kill people in my hospital. Put down the knife quickly. I have already called the police. The police will be here soon..." A large group of doctors rushed in. The leader yelled and spoke to a middle-aged man.
There were a few people nearby who were dressed in luxurious clothes. At a glance, they knew they were the leaders of the hospital. What happened in the ward just now had alarmed the hospital's senior officials.
"Damn!!!" Ling Jie didn't stop and poked a bloody hole in the doctor's other eye, "You still have the nerve to say you're a doctor or an angel in white. If you want to be an angel, I'll send you to heaven.
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Ling Jie's knife stabbed the doctor's body violently. It was only when the doctor couldn't move, vomiting blood from his mouth, and was about to die, that Ling Jie stopped.
"You're too arrogant. Killing someone in public is punishable by death! Just be prepared to die!" The middle-aged man stood at the front of the doctors and shouted, his eyes turning red.
Ling Jie stood up, threw the fruit knife stained with blood on the ground, met the middle-aged man's gaze, and calmness returned to his eyes, "You must be Mr. Dean."
"Yes, I am the dean. If you kill someone in my hospital, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!!!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with an astonishing ferocity.
Ling Jie pointed at him and said word by word, "How dare you call this place a hospital? You are qualified to be a doctor... This child's mother has cerebral thrombosis. Just because you can't afford the medical expenses, you don't
Is this how your hospital makes money by giving his mother medical treatment, letting her die in the hospital in vain, and then asking for medical expenses? This doctor actually beats a child in public. What is the difference between your behavior and murder?
You are also a father, do you know what the child and his father are doing now?"
Facing Ling Jie's questioning, none of the doctors dared to speak.
Ling Jie's voice was thunderous, "The child dropped out of school because he wanted to treat his mother's illness. He followed his father to work hard on the construction site. What they did was to make money to treat his mother's illness. When I was on the construction site, I helped the child share the burden.
When I was working, the child told me: My father said that you can’t be lazy and take other people’s money, so you have to work hard. Even a child knows that request and contribution are equal. What about you, you are a bunch of pigs and dogs, even a child
Not as good as anything. What qualifications do you have to open a hospital here, and what qualifications do you have to be a doctor..."
After saying all this, Ling Jie seemed to feel much calmer. He pointed at a group of doctors and said, "You were all going to die. Now I will give you a chance to atone for your sins. Kneel down and kowtow to this mother to atone for your sins!"
Ling Jie waved his hand with great arrogance, and had an aura that made all living beings in the world surrender.