Yang Ling frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He took Hu Li's hand and said, "Let's go and take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ling took three steps and two steps at a time and walked in quickly.
In the yard, the ground was in a mess, and a group of people stared at Aunt Wang eagerly. Her youngest son tightly protected his mother, but his weak body could not withstand the intimidation of those people, and there were obvious scars on his face.
.Aunt Wang held on to her son tightly and cried.
She is just an ordinary and weak person. When faced with such a situation, she doesn't know how to respond, and she doesn't even have the strength to resist.
Yang Ling's anger suddenly rose, and he shouted loudly: "Stop!"
After he finished speaking, the group of people turned around and were slightly startled when they saw him.
The person who came was none other than Thunder Lord Lei Junhong and his gang of lackeys.
Aunt Wang burst into tears and wailed: "Without the king's law, without the king's law, how can people live like this?"
Yang Ling walked over quickly, looked at their mother and son, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" At the same time, he felt deep self-blame in his heart. If he hadn't handled it improperly, how could he have harmed their mother and son again?
Being beaten and humiliated? The coldness in his eyes seemed to make the air around him become cold and completely frozen together.
Seeing such a scene, Hu Li's brows knitted together tightly, and deep anger surged in her heart.
"Xiao Yang, you must make the decision for us. They want our lives, they want to force us to death." Aunt Wang cried bitterly as if she had grasped the backbone.
"Aunt, don't worry." Yang Ling comforted her.
Then, she turned to look at her son and said, "Help your mother to rest aside first."
The boy responded and helped Aunt Wang step aside.
His weak body looked particularly majestic as he tightly protected his mother in the face of the threats and beatings from these people.
Yang Ling took a deep breath, stood up slowly, turned around, glanced at the group of people with cold eyes, and finally fell on Lei Junhong.
"It seems that the lesson I gave you is not enough. I shouldn't be merciful when dealing with people like you." Yang Lingsen said coldly, his eyes cold and violent.
Lei Junhong couldn't help but shiver all over, and took a shaky step back, his voice trembling, "You...what do you want to do?"
"What do you think?" Yang Ling's eyes were filled with the aura of death, and his voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, making people's hair stand on end.
"You... don't mess around. I'm warning you, you can't protect them forever. If something happens to me, their mother and son will not have a good life." Lei Junhong threatened.
"You reminded me that if you die, there won't be any trouble in the future, right?" The corners of Yang Ling's mouth suddenly raised slightly, giving rise to an evil smile.
shudder.
Lei Junhong trembled all over.
"Yang Ling, don't mess around." Hu Li shouted quickly.
She knows Yang Ling's temper and hates evil. In such an angry situation, she is really likely to do irrational things. Moreover, because of her past and being imprisoned unjustly, Yang Ling also has an interesting haze deep in her heart.
The disgust and hatred towards these evil people are stronger than before.
Just as Hu Li finished her words, Yang Ling had already rushed into the crowd, like a tiger descending from the mountain, it was unstoppable.
Dragon King, the dignified captain of the Hidden Dragon Special Operations Team, is no small matter in starting a fire.
He had always thought that a year in prison had made his heart stronger and deeper, making him less likely to get angry easily. But at this moment, these people really made him have murderous intentions.
Screams came one after another, as if they were ghosts crying in the silent night sky, cold and terrifying.
Yang Ling's attacks were no longer as gentle as they were during the day. Among the gangsters who fell to the ground, some even had their arms completely twisted off, with their bones visible.
At this moment, Yang Ling seemed to be transformed into a hellish Shura, ruthless and violent.
Within a moment, everyone was lying on the ground.
At this moment, a large number of neighbors gathered outside the door. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but gasp, but what followed was bursts of applause.
They all knew about the demolition of Aunt Wang's house, and also knew that she was intimidated and threatened by these gangsters. They had no ability to resist, but they all hated these people in their hearts. Now that they see the miserable situation of these people, they don't even think about it.
I have no sympathy at all, I can only clap my hands and applaud.
Lei Junhong looked at him in horror and stepped back with trembling steps.
At this moment, he truly saw Yang Ling's power and pressure. The fear welling up in his heart made his whole body tremble constantly, and the breath of death enveloped him. He truly felt that death was so close to him.
.
With a "pop" sound, Lei Junhong knelt down tremblingly.
If he took the initiative to kneel down during the day because he was seeking to survive, then at this time, he was kneeling down involuntarily due to the strong pressure on Yang Ling.
Yang Ling slowly walked over step by step, walking very slowly and heavily. Every step felt like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, making his breathing seem to become more difficult.
With a "swish", Yang Ling grabbed his throat and easily lifted his body of more than 100 kilograms. A cold voice sounded in his ears, "How do you want to die?"
Lei Junhong sobbed and was speechless.
If possible, he would really rather he had never appeared here. But there is no regret medicine in this world.
"Yang Ling, don't." Hu Li quickly ran over, "Because these people are not worth it."
"If they don't die, there will definitely be trouble in the future." Yang Ling said coldly.
"Leave this matter to me and I'll handle it. Don't," Hu Li persuaded.
At this moment, Pang Peichen, who came after hearing the news, walked in quickly through the crowd and was equally shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. He looked at Yang Ling and said hurriedly: "Xiao Ling, don't mess around. Listen to grandpa.
We leave everything to the police."
Turning his head to look at Pang Peichen, Yang Ling's eyes showed a hint of softness. With a "pop" sound, he threw Lei Junhong far away and fell heavily to the ground.
Hu Li breathed a huge sigh of relief.
If Pang Peichen hadn't suddenly appeared, Yang Ling might have done something drastic.
"Silly boy." Pang Peichen went over and held his hand tightly, his voice full of kindness and love.
The corners of Yang Ling's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile, and the violence in his eyes dissipated.