my share eldest

Chapter 113 Master Antin
Ma Gangqiang came here on behalf of his elder brother. His elder brother had just been released on medical parole. If he showed up at the police station alive and well, everyone would be suspicious. After all, even though he had a gun license, it didn't mean he could use guns in school at will.

"What's your business?"

Lin Xue was in charge of the team's reception work today. Seeing that Ma Gangqiang was the villain, she immediately asked angrily.

"I'm here to report the crime."

Ma Gangqiang was told by his elder brother not to be overbearing, but to pretend to be a victim, so that the police would believe him and arrest Tang Ming as soon as possible.

"Reporting the crime? Are you kidding me? Who dares to provoke you, the second young master of the Ma family? Your elder brother can't go find someone with a gun?"

Lin Xue said sarcastically.

"My family's car was stolen, so I came to report the crime, why? You don't care if you are a policeman?"

Seeing that Lin Xue's tone was not friendly, Ma Gangqiang said coldly.

"Come on, tell me, what kind of car and what's the license plate number."

Lin Xue opened the notebook and asked absently.

"A black Maserati with license plate number XXXX."

Ma Gangqiang opened his mouth and said.

Lin Xue wrote a few strokes, raised her head suddenly, thought for a while and said, "I know where the car is, come with me."

"you know?"

Ma Gangqiang was a little surprised at once, wondering if the car Tang Ming stole had been recovered by the police?
"Come with me."

Lin Xue remembered the traffic accident on the Panshan Highway. The car was a black Maserati with the correct license plate number, but it has now become a pile of scrap iron.

Lin Xue led the way, and Ma Gangqiang followed behind. The two went directly through the police station to the traffic police brigade next door, and then walked into an unused open space, where there were many vehicles, ranging from motorcycles to cars, and even excavators. Several vehicles were towed back by the traffic police department.

Lin Xue led Ma Gangqiang to the innermost area of ​​the open space, where the three characters "Scrap Area" were written.

"Look if it's that one."

Lin Xue pointed to a large piece of black scrap iron car that had already been knocked beyond recognition in the open space and asked.

"What? Is this my brother's sports car?"

Ma Gangqiang's eyes widened in surprise, and he turned around a few times. There was no license plate on the car, and because of the bad collision, he wasn't sure if it was his car for a while, and he didn't even know it. Is it a car!
But Lin Xue knew that the crashed sports car most likely belonged to the Ma family, she rummaged through the scrap iron car, and finally found a broken license plate, threw it on it and said: "Look, the license plate It's the same as you said."

Ma Gangqiang recognized it, and sure enough the license plate number was correct, and immediately exploded in anger, shouting: "Why did this car become scrap metal, who did it?"

"You ask me, who do I ask, this car was found at the scene of the traffic accident."

Lin Xue said angrily.

Ma Gangqiang was furious, and asked again: "Has the perpetrator been found out?"

"I found out."

Lin Xue folded her arms and said, "It was Tang Ming from your school who did it."

Ma Gangqiang was bleeding with anger, it really was this guy, he really didn't know if he had a grudge against him in his previous life, and now he can't get along with him everywhere:
"It's Tang Ming, why didn't you arrest him? What are you police doing?"

"Sorry, it's the same as not arresting your two brothers, there is no evidence."

After Lin Xue finished speaking, she turned her head and left: "After reading it, take your car away quickly, and pay the towing fee by the way!"

"Grass, I don't want it anymore!"

Ma Gang stomped his feet angrily, took a hard look at the scrap iron sports car, turned around and left.

After leaving the police station, Ma Gangqiang looked around vigilantly before getting into a black car.

"What's the matter? Does the police have any clues?"

Ma Gangjian, who was waiting in the car, asked.

"Brother, the car has been found."

Ma Gangqiang's expression turned ugly.

"Oh, where did you find it? Is it related to Tang Ming?"

Ma Gangjian asked quickly.

"We found it, but it has turned into a pile of scrap iron. The police said that the perpetrator was Tang Ming. Unfortunately, they have no evidence and cannot arrest him."

Ma Gangqiang said indignantly.

"Damn it, it really is that bastard again."

Ma Gangjian was so angry that he punched the car seat trembling.

The Ma family brothers discussed for a while, but there was no good solution, they could only pin their hopes on that foreign warrior.

"Go back to the martial arts hall, father is calling us!"

Ma Gangjian started the car and left the police station with his brother.

When he arrived at the Ma Family Martial Arts Hall, Ma Benyue was sitting in the middle of the hall drinking tea. When he saw his two sons coming back, he said, "It's just in time for you to come back. That man is here."

"Dad, are you talking about the eight-star warrior?"

Ma Gangjian asked excitedly with a trembling tone.

"That's right, he is resting in the practice room right now, Gang Jian, you go in with your strength to greet him, and remember what I told you."

After Ma Benyue gave his orders, he got up and left.

Seeing Ma Benyue leave, Ma Gangqiang said happily: "Brother, that warrior is here, we can let him deal with Tang Ming, and help us vent our anger."

"Well, just don't talk nonsense for a while. I will say everything. This is an eight-star warrior whose strength is much higher than ours. If we offend him, we will be the first to suffer."

Ma Gangjian asked with a solemn face.

"Got it, big brother."

Ma Gangqiang nodded.

The two walked into the training room with some trepidation. The martial arts hall is also considered a property of the Ma family. On the one hand, it is convenient for the people under him to practice martial arts, and on the other hand, it is also a deception. If someone is killed, it can also be said to be practicing martial arts. It's just hard work for people who want to learn from each other.

dong dong...

Ma Gangjian knocked on the door of the practice room, and the person sitting cross-legged inside suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"Come in."

Ma Gangqiang pushed open the door, and the two brothers walked into the room. In the spacious practice room, the light was pitch black, and only a beam of light was projected from the ceiling, just shining on the place where the man was sitting cross-legged.

"Are you the warriors of the Ma family's generation?"

The person sitting cross-legged asked in a cold and haughty tone.

"Exactly."

Ma Gangjian quickly replied:
"I don't know how Xiongtai is called?"

"An Tian."

An Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged, said lightly:

"Since you've come here, you two should be the best of the younger generation of the Ma family, so I'll meet you for a while, and you two will go together."

"Brother An, you misunderstood."

Ma Gangjian quickly laughed and said:
"With our brother's strength, how can we be your opponent, Brother An, not to mention that I have just been discharged from the hospital."

"Oh?"

An Tian stood up, walked to Ma Gangjian, looked carefully and nodded:

"Sure enough, he is recovering from a serious illness."

"That's right, my elder brother's body has just recovered, let alone me, he is much weaker than my elder brother, let alone your opponent, Brother An."

Ma Gangqiang quickly agreed with a smile.

(End of this chapter)