Even in the chaos, Yang Ling could still clearly identify who was the leader. Yang Ling did not deal harshly with him; otherwise, just one punch would have been enough to kill him.
"Boss, no wonder you were hesitating just now. It turns out you knew there was an ambush here." Tang Bao went up to greet him.
"I only found out when I was at the door." Yang Ling said calmly.
"Boss, how did you know?" Tang Bao asked curiously.
"It's very simple. When you have my level of cultivation and rich combat experience, you will also have an instinct for danger." Yang Ling smiled.
Although this statement sounded very confusing to Tang Bao, it was undeniable that it was true.
It was all because his own people were not doing the job well, and he also said that there were only four or five people here, and that Huangfu Pengcheng and Tang Huaili did not leave at all, which almost caused them all to be attacked. Tang Bao was so angry that he took the subordinate to the side and scolded him harshly. .If Yang Ling and Rakshasa hadn't been so skilled in Kung Fu, the current situation might have been completely different.
Yang Ling slowly walked towards the leading man, his steps were heavy, and every time he landed, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, making his whole body tremble.
Over the years, he has been hanging out in the underground circles of Hangzhou and has become somewhat famous. What scene has he not seen? However, no one has given him such a big shock as Yang Ling. If he had known this, he should not have taken advantage of it. Tang Huaili's money would not end up like this.
"Do you have anything to say?" Yang Ling smiled slightly, showing no harm to humans or animals.
However, Yang Ling's smile seemed to him to be inexplicably chilling and terrifying.
"I...I...I..." After hesitating for a long time, he only said one word.
Yang Ling laughed dumbly, "Are you stuttering?"
"No...no. Yes...I'm sorry, I just use money to do things, please let me live. I can give you the money, I will give it all to you." The man was in a panic, trembling all over.
"Do you think this is what I want to hear?" Yang Ling's face turned cold. In an instant, a powerful momentum came over him. It was overwhelming, like a Mount Tai suddenly pressing down.
The man trembled and said hurriedly: "I...I don't know where Tang Huaili is. He just gave me money and asked me to ambush here, and then left. I really don't know where he went."
"Really?" Yang Ling snorted coldly.
"Really, I really don't know." The man was panicked and wished he could open his mouth more, fearing that he could not speak clearly.
Yang Ling looked at him and laughed contemptuously.
Then, he turned to look at Rakshasa.
"It seems that he really doesn't know." Rakshasa frowned when he saw the urine stains under the man's crotch.
Yang Ling ignored him and turned around and walked outside.
The man breathed a huge sigh of relief, and a stone finally fell from his heart.
"Tang Bao, I'll leave the rest to you."
After that, Yang Ling left without looking back.
Rakshasa, follow closely behind.
Seeing Tang Bao slowly walking towards him, the man shivered inexplicably, and he breathed a sigh of relief again.
"To your place or to mine?"
After leaving the door, Yang Ling turned to look at Rakshasa and asked.
Rakshasa was stunned and turned to glare at him.
"Huh?" Yang Ling was a little confused, but he quickly responded, "Yes... I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I meant why don't we go to the hotel where I'm staying to talk."
"You'd better go to my place, I've brought high-quality cat poop coffee." Rakshasa said calmly.
"Okay." Yang Ling nodded.
Get in the car, start it, and go straight to the hotel where Rakshasa is staying.
Presidential suite at the five-star hotel by the West Lake.
"You sit down for a while first."
After entering the house, Rakshasa began to boil water and make coffee, and his busy figure looked like a little daughter-in-law.
Looking at her back, Yang Ling felt more and more familiar, as if he had seen her before somewhere, but he couldn't tell where.
"You paint that kind of facial makeup every day. The ink is very harmful to the skin. We are people who have gone through adversity together, so why don't we wash off the ink?" Yang Ling said.
"I'm not like this every day," Rakshasa retorted, "Besides, we don't want people to know our true identities when we wear facial makeup like this. Wouldn't you know it if we washed it off?"
Yang Ling was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "We are friends, right? It doesn't matter even if I see you."
"Your mouth is sweeter than before, and you have become very good at pleasing girls. You were not like this when I first met you. You were still very shy at that time." Rakshasa said.
"Shy?" Yang Ling was stunned and couldn't help but frowned.
Yang Ling clearly remembered the first time he met her. At that time, he was not shy at all. Speaking of which, he had met her before, and she must be someone he knew well.
It also made Yang Ling more and more curious about her identity. Who could she be?
Rakshasa seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly added: "I am not one of your women, and I will not be deceived by you in just a few words. A man like you is a scumbag."
Yang Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.
Since she didn't want to say it, Yang Ling had nothing to do.
Not long after, Rakshasa came over with coffee, sat down on the sofa on the side, and handed a cup to Yang Ling, "Try it, this is the authentic cat poop coffee brought back from Indonesia."
Yang Ling took a sip and frowned, "Tea is better."
"It's tasteless." Rakshasa rolled his eyes at him.
Yang Ling smiled coquettishly, put down his coffee, and lit a cigarette, "You said earlier that you were following the people from Dragon King Palace to Hangzhou. What was their purpose?"
"You." Rakshasa said calmly.
"Me?" Yang Ling frowned.
It seems that the Lingnan incident has really angered the Dragon King Palace, causing them to come here to deal with them. They originally wanted to develop and grow in the gap between the struggle between the Dragon King Palace and the Huangfu family, but now it seems a little impossible.
"If you killed his father, of course he will kill you," Rakshasa said.
"I killed his father? Who?" Yang Ling became more and more confused.
I don't know the people in the Dragon King Palace at all. Even if Bai Qingyu has been in the Dragon King Palace for so long, I don't know the true identity of those people in the Dragon King Palace. How could I kill their father?
However, looking at Rakshasa's expression, it didn't look like he was joking.
Rakshasa has never told him a joke, and the information he gave him every time is always very accurate. This time, he will definitely not miss it.
"Fan Yongning." Rakshasa shrugged, "His adopted son Fan Bo is from the Dragon King Palace, codenamed Chaofeng."