Li Yizheng found out all the details about Lan Ling with almost no effort.
A college student who dropped out of school was an orphan. He had a half-sister and no one else in his family.
Last year, a meteor hit his home and his sister Lancôme disappeared, followed immediately by his disappearance.
It was that simple, and there was no news about Lan Ling after that.
In Li Yizheng's opinion, this Lanling must have seen his sister Lancome die, so he focused all his hatred on Lin Shi and wanted to learn skills to avenge his sister.
Of course, this is completely a routine in martial arts novels. And Li Yizheng also knows that martial arts does exist in this world, and it is a real martial arts. It is just a very niche one, and although its influence is far-reaching, it is not widespread.
But for some reason, this Lan Ling seemed to have really found an outstanding martial artist and learned a good skill. Last night, he couldn't help but avenge his sister. He injured Lin Shi and even killed
killed his driver.
This couldn't be easier to do, just use the law to sentence him to death.
As for Lanling’s martial arts?
Li Yizheng didn't take it seriously at all. No matter how high the martial arts is, can it be compared to guns? The reason why this niche martial arts still has a profound influence is entirely because of the favor of powerful people, not because they really
How awesome.
Moreover, Li Yizheng learned that he was going to trouble Lin Hao tonight.
Li Yizheng didn't take any notice of people like Lin Hao. His background was too dirty. No matter how much money he had, it would be useless. As long as there was need, his money could be taken away at any time and he would become someone else's white glove.
Black gloves are already the best fate.
Now that Lin Hao has taken action, Li Yizheng will not take action for the time being, but he sent someone to pass a message to Lin Hao: "Don't kill that kid, leave him alive for me to come."
He wanted to kill Lan Ling with his own hands, and wanted to watch Lan Ling kneel in front of him and beg.
For no other reason than because Lan Ling still behaved so arrogantly in front of him, and because An Lan looked so infatuated with Lan Ling.
Why? Why do you, an ant-like commoner in Lanling, behave arrogantly and indifferently in front of me? Act like a human being out of five? You are so ignorant.
He wanted An Lan to see with his own eyes the ugly appearance of Lan Ling.
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When Lan Ling arrived at Lin Hao's villa, he immediately felt a dense murderous aura. He didn't know how many pairs of eyes and how many weapons were aimed at him.
This picture is so interesting.
Lan Ling walked directly into Lin Hao's mansion without stopping at all.
If he were an ordinary person, he should be frightened. He should have noticed the three people in the hall. One of them looked lean, but his muscles were like steel. He was a Muay Thai boxer.
The other one is a strong white man, very majestic but not bloated, and he has been playing with a dagger in his hand.
What should be most concerned about is the middle-aged man, wearing a black gown and playing with two jade balls in his hands. It can be seen from his veins, eyes, and even temples that he is a martial arts man, and he is a martial artist.
A hardcore master.
But Lan Ling was not an ordinary person, so after he came in, he didn't even look at the three people, he just looked at Lin Hao.
"Are you Lan Ling?" Lin Hao said coldly.
"Yes, I am Lan Ling." Lan Ling said.
Lin Hao said: "You are the one who harmed my son like this?"
"Yes." Lan Ling said.
Lin Hao said: "What kind of metal is the iron barrel of the helmet you put on his head?"
Lin Hao tried his best today, but he couldn't remove the iron bucket from his son's head. No matter what tools he used, he couldn't cut the iron bucket. The drill was useless, and even the laser cutter was used at risk.
Still useless.
Lan Ling said: "You said it was an iron bucket, of course it is iron."
Lin Hao's face twitched and he said in a cold voice: "You killed my people and made my son look like a human or a ghost, and you still dare to come to see me?"
Lanling said: "I came here mainly for two things. The first one is that your son failed to pursue my sister last year and actually sent someone to pour sulfuric acid to disfigure her. In this matter, you have the responsibility of condoning it.
So, I hope you want to apologize. Secondly, in order to show your apology, you should donate all your family property and become a layman from now on and stop doing evil. In this case, I will not hold you accountable.
"
After hearing Lan Ling's words, Lin Hao was stunned, then laughed loudly and said: "Boy, are you crazy? You actually said such crazy things? Do I apologize? Do I donate all my property to forgive me? Haha
Haha... look at your beautiful face, is there shit in your head?"
Lan Ling said: "Does that mean you don't agree? It means you refuse?"
"I thought he was some powerful person, but he turned out to be a lunatic." Lin Haohan said, "Leave it to you, don't kill him. Because he has offended another big shot, he wants to kill him personally."
As soon as these words came out, Song'e, the number one underground black boxing master in Thailand, stood up.
"In formal occasions, I killed twenty-nine people, and you were the thirty." Song'e said in irregular Chinese: "What's your name? I can set up a tombstone for you."
"Lan Ling!" Lan Ling said, then took out the banknotes, wrote his name, and handed it to the other party.
After Song'e looked at it, he kicked a mahogany pillar on the side.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise.
A mahogany pillar with a diameter of more than ten centimeters was kicked off. Song'e used both hands to tear the mahogany pillar into two pieces, and then wrote four words on it with his fingers: Tomb of Lanling.
Seeing this scene, Lan Ling was a little stunned.
There are still such masters on the earth. Although this mahogany pillar is for decoration, it is still more than ten centimeters in diameter and extremely hard. This Song'e not only broke it with a kick, but also tore it in half alive, and also used
Finger carving on it.
Of course, he used fingernails to carve the words.
On such a hard mahogany wood, he actually carved deep writings with his nails. It can be seen how hard his nails are, and they must have been soaked in some special potion.
"This is your tombstone. I will take it back to my country and visit with my defeated generals. I will take photos of you every day. During festivals, I will also send you cold food." Songe said.
This is a martial arts idiot.
"Okay." Lan Ling said.
Song'e said: "I can't bully the weak with force, so you take action first."
Lan Ling said: "You are a guest from afar, so you should take action first."
Song'e nodded and said, "Okay, this is an opportunity you should let go."
Then, Song'e bowed deeply towards Lan Ling and saluted: "I killed you, I'm very sorry!"
Lan Ling stood motionless.
Song'e bowed suddenly, his whole body was like a beast, ready to be ejected at any time.
In an instant, the entire hall was filled with terrifying murderous intent, cold and sharp.
At this time, the bodyguards hiding in the dark also came over to watch this terrible fierce battle.
Because this is probably the top level of fighting, the kind of fighting that kills with one hit.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Song'e's body became more and more arched, and all the bones in his body were like firecrackers, making bursts of crisp sounds.
The expressions of the people around him completely changed, which meant that Song'e possessed extremely terrifying explosive power. If there were no accidents, any one of his strikes would be enough to beat Lan Ling into mud.
"Don't kill, do you hear me?" Lin Hao said loudly.
He looked at the posture that was so terrifying, as soon as Song E took action, there was no way he could survive.
"kill!"
The number one Muay Thai master shouted loudly.
Then, the whole body shot out like lightning, and the astonishing leg whip swept towards Lan Ling's head.
The speed was so fast that he was about to kick Lan Ling's head into a rotten watermelon.
His speed was really amazing and his strength was terrifying. When the leg whip swept over him, there was a whistling sound.
However, Lanling gently turned aside.
Stretch out a finger and tap lightly on the Tanzhong point of Song'e.
Suddenly, Song'e, the number one master of Thailand's underground black boxing scene, flew out like a kite.
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