The Central Park Entertainment Club was overcrowded.
This is Chen Hu's industry and his base camp.
After dinner, Yang Ling stood at the door of the club, looked up, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
Instead of waiting for Chen Hu to come to the door, he should take the initiative to find Chen Hu. If this matter is not resolved, it will become trouble every day. It would be bad if it hurts Pang Peichen and Sun Yirui.
“Welcome to Central Parkway.”
As soon as he entered the house, the crowds on both sides shouted in unison.
Yang Ling frowned slightly, he didn't like such an occasion very much. Excession and depravity will weaken a person's fighting spirit.
"Excuse me, sir, have you reserved a private room?" A tall girl came up to us and asked respectfully.
"I'm looking for Chen Hu." Yang Ling said calmly.
The girl was slightly startled, "Are you looking for Brother Hu? I'll take you there."
Yang Ling nodded slightly to thank him and followed him to the third floor.
After knocking on the door "bang bang bang", the girl opened the door and entered the house.
The box was filled with eight or nine people, men and women. In addition to Chen Hu, there was also Li Qing. There were a few others whom Yang Ling had never seen. Chen Hu was sitting aside, talking quietly to a man in his thirties.
They were muttering something and bursting into hearty laughter from time to time. It was obvious that their conversation was very pleasant.
"Brother Hu, someone is looking for you!" the girl said.
Everyone's eyes turned around and fell on Yang Ling.
One of Li Qing's arms was in a plaster. When he saw him, he couldn't help but be startled, with a look of horror on his face. He went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and Yang Ling's sudden visit was probably because of someone with bad intentions, right?
Chen Hu also frowned, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. Then he waved his hand to the girl, "I understand, you go out first."
The girl didn't dare to say more, said goodbye, turned and left.
"Captain Zhao, there's something else going on here, I'm sorry." Chen Hu smiled coquettishly. Then he looked at Li Qing and said, "Li Qing, please invite Captain Zhao to the other box first."
Li Qing responded and stood up quickly, "Captain Zhao, let's change to a private room."
Zhao Yongle glanced at Yang Ling, then nodded slightly, and left with Li Qing.
After a while, Chen Hu was the only one left in the box.
Chen Hu lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, glanced at Yang Ling from the corner of his eye, and said coldly: "I didn't go to you, but you came to me first. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Yang Ling calmly sat down next to Chen Hu and lit the cigarette leisurely. Exhaling a puff of smoke, Yang Ling said lightly: "I like to be active and don't like to be passive. I don't need to tell you why I'm here.
It should be clear, right? Here is two hundred thousand, which is the money Xiaojie owes you."
While talking, Yang Ling took out a bank card and handed it over.
"Two hundred thousand, I'm afraid it's not enough, right?" Chen Hu glanced lightly, "There are rules in the world. If everyone is like this, what will I eat?"
"Then how much do you want?" Yang Ling frowned slightly.
"Money is a trivial matter. I don't care about two or three hundred thousand yuan. Otherwise, you can come over and help me, and the money Pang Renjie owes me will be written off in one go, and I will give you another five hundred thousand yuan every year. How about that?" Chen Hu threw out a rather embarrassing question.
Attractive conditions. If a master like Yang Ling can be brought under his banner, he will be even more powerful.
"Ask me to work hard for you, you are not qualified yet. I know your background very well, and I also understand what you do. There is only so much money, do you want love? I am not here to beg you today, but to warn you. If you don't
If you're convinced, you can come at me. But if you dare to attack my grandfather and sister, I'm sorry, but don't blame me, Yang Ling, for being rude."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ling struck down with a knife, and a corner of the marble coffee table was immediately chopped off.
Chen Hu couldn't help being startled and took a breath of air.
"I know you are good at martial arts, but how many can you fight by yourself? Ten? Twenty? Or a hundred? Even if none of my men are your opponents, even if you are not afraid of death, aren't you afraid?
What's the difference between your grandfather and your sister? I, Chen Hu, have been on the road for so many years, and no one has ever dared to threaten me, and you are no exception. I think you are a talent, so I am determined to give you a chance.
." Chen Hu snorted coldly and said.
Yang Ling's eyes instantly turned cold.
Originally, he wanted to resolve this matter peacefully so as not to cause trouble to Pang Peichen and Sun Yirui. But now it seems that it is unlikely.
Moreover, what Yang Ling hates most is threats, and threats against his relatives.
Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die.
"I don't need to fight ten or twenty, I just need to deal with you alone." Yang Ling said coldly.
"I don't believe you dare to touch me here. What's wrong with me? I guarantee you won't be able to leave tonight."
After all, Chen Hu can be considered a respectable person. He feels that he took a step back last time at Yang Ling's house, and now Yang Ling comes to visit again. If he gives in again, how can he gain a foothold in the future? Jianghu people, good things are all about face.
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"Yeah?"
A smile appeared on Yang Ling's lips, and without any warning, she suddenly grabbed his throat.
"I want to kill you, it's as simple as killing an ant."
Chen Hu grabbed Yang Ling's arm. No matter how hard he tried, Yang Ling's fingers seemed to be pinching him tightly like iron pliers, unable to move him at all.
"Crap..., Cao Mu Ma, I think you are tired of living." Chen Hu roared angrily. However, because his throat was strangled, his voice was stuck in his throat and he could not speak out loud.
"I have given you the opportunity. If you don't cherish it, then you can't blame me."
After saying that, Yang Ling suddenly grabbed his wrist and squeezed hard, and the sound of bone breaking could be clearly heard.
Chen Hu let out a scream like a slaughtering pig and was in pain.
Then, Yang Ling twisted hard. Suddenly, Chen Hu's entire arm was broken.
Letting go of his hand, Chen Hu curled up and fell on the sofa, with large beads of sweat falling from his forehead.
"This is your punishment for hurting my grandpa. Our account is settled. If you want revenge, just come at me." Yang Ling stared at him coldly. After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door.
"You idiot, stop here." Chen Hu rushed forward crazily.
Yang Ling stopped and let out a "squeal", and the shirt on his back was torn.
The exposed back was covered with scars of varying lengths, looking hideous and terrifying.
Chen Hu stood there in a daze, dumbfounded. He could clearly see the scars left by bullet holes. His legs couldn't help but soften, and he knelt down with a "pop".