Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 205 Picking up (seeking a recommendation ticket)
"Let him go?" Zuo Long glanced at Ye Tian, ​​a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed wildly: "Lan Fenghuang, do you know Brother Ye? Looking at Little Brother Ye, I thought you were aroused."

"However...!" Zuo Long's expression darkened suddenly: "Today's culprit is Brother Ye, if you want to leave here, please leave me your two legs first!"

After all, with a wave of his hand, two boxers quickly moved towards Ye Tian.

Chen Tianhao pushed Hou Li, who was half-dead in fright, to the side, and quickly stood in front of Ye Tian with Wang Hanlin, staring at the two fists covetously.

Zuolong grinned grimly: "My lord, for the sake of your father, I would like to advise you that today's matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better get out of here quickly! Otherwise, your slender arms and legs will be lost in a short while." Don’t blame me for not reminding you once you’re injured.”

In Zuolong's eyes, Wang Hanlin is just a rich second generation who knows how to spend money.

However, after Wang Hanlin was given acupuncture by Ye Tian, ​​and after two fights, both physically and psychologically, Wang Hanlin had already undergone a transformation, and he was no longer comparable to the original dude.

"Want to deal with our boss, hmph, let's see if you have that ability!" Wang Hanlin sneered, and had no intention of stepping aside at all.

"Zuolong, do you have to do everything today?" Lei Gong took a deep breath, and his tone softened.

To be honest, even the head of Iron Fist Sect didn't gather so many bronze medalists. I'm afraid this matter can't be resolved today.

On the boundary of Jiangzhou, the most powerful person who can appear here is the bronze medal boxer. People like silver medal boxers and gold medal boxers will not look at a small place like Jiangzhou at all. Even the provincial capital Jeju may be able to Barely qualified to host a silver medal boxer match.

Lei Gong was indeed a silver medalist back then, but after all, he was getting old, so he came to the Iron Fist Gate Jiangzhou branch to spend his old age peacefully.

Now that the bar business is booming, Lei Gong wants to start with the bar first, at least he won't have to worry about food and drink.

Unexpectedly, Zuolong had already dug a trap and waited for him to jump into it.

Zuo Long saw that Lei Gong was lucky, so he couldn't help but sneered: "Haha, Lei Gong, what is extreme? What's the matter, do you still have any objections to my words?"

"Elder Zuo, we both belong to the Iron Fist Sect. Although we have some ties at ordinary times, there is no need to fight to the death, right?" Lei Gong wanted to taunt.

"Lei Changfeng, you are fucking endless, right?" Zuo Long had already lost his patience.

Now that the face was torn, there was no need to beep any more.

If you don't get Lei Gong and Lan Fenghuang's industries today, it will not be easy to get this kind of opportunity.

If you miss this village, there will be no store.

Moreover, after today is over, the fact that he has hired so many bronze medalists may also be exposed.

Therefore, after getting their property in hand, kill them and silence them. At that time, they will do it without anyone noticing. Not only will they expand their strength, but they will also get rid of future troubles, killing two birds with one stone.

With Zuo Long's sound, two more bronze medalists quickly gathered towards Lei Gong.

Seeing Zuo Long nod, the two bronze medalists immediately grabbed Lei Gong.

Wen Zhong, who was following Lei Gong, was shocked: "If you dare to touch Lei Ye, pass me first!"

With a sudden shot, the fist was wrapped in a strong wind and hit one of the bronze medalists.

Although Wen Zhong's leg was injured, he got out of the cruel boxing arena after all.

He has been loyal to Lei Gong since he became a boxer of the Iron Fist Sect, and this time he is also working for Lei Gong, and the power of his fists is only strong but not weak.

The two bronze medalists didn't pay attention to the cripple Wen Zhong at all. When they suddenly saw him make a move, they didn't react at all.

boom!
One of the big men was directly punched by Wen Zhong on the face, and the teeth mixed with blood flew out of his mouth in an instant, and his head hit the table next to him heavily, and he passed out immediately.

"Damn it, you still dare to fight back?" Seeing Wen Zhong was about to attack another boxer, Zuo Long yelled, "Get rid of this cripple!"

At the same time, four or five fighters immediately surrounded Wen Zhong.

With Wen Zhong's current means, he can barely deal with one or two bronze medalists like this, but once there are more, how can he be an opponent?

Knowing that he was invincible, Wen Zhong hissed and shouted: "Master Lei, I will block them, take this opportunity to escape!"

call!
A punch hit one of the fists.

However, another boxer flew up and kicked Wen Zhong in the back at the same time.

Wen Zhong staggered and rushed forward, and another boxer's fist had already flown over.

In just a dozen seconds, Wen Zhong was completely passive and beaten.

Lei Gong also wanted to escape, but his escape route was blocked by Zuolong's men, and there was no possibility of escape at all.

After a while, Wen Zhong could only roll on the ground with his head in his arms, fists and feet rained down on him, making him unable to fight back.

"Damn, let me see how arrogant you can go!" Zuolong wanted to demonstrate, but seeing Wen Zhong jumped out by himself, he took a dagger and walked in front of him: "Get out of the way!"

All the people fighting around Wen Zhong get out of the way.

Zuolong squatted down, and with a light swipe of the dagger, he directly slashed the corner of Wen Zhong's trousers, and then slashed again.

"what……!"

Immediately afterwards, Wen Zhong let out a heart-piercing scream, and the tendon in his ankle was directly broken.

"Hmph, since your legs are all lame, you'll be safe if both legs are lame, so you don't have to act recklessly when you have nothing to do!"

Touching on Wenzhong's other ankle, Zuolong smiled and looked at Lei Gong: "How about it, do you agree with my proposal just now? I know this guy is a good dog of yours. For a dog, you might not Agree, but it doesn't matter. After I cut all his tendons and hamstrings, I will pick yours slowly."

"Well, you are an old bone. I don't know if this elder can sit still after becoming a useless person in the future. Is there anyone who will obey you? Hehe, Lei Gong, this is your last chance."

While speaking, Zuolong was about to attack Wenzhong's other ankle.

"Stop!" Lei Gong slammed his crutches hard on the ground, a look of despair flashed in his eyes: "Zuolong, if I promise to hand over all my property to you, will you let us go?"

"Haha, of course." Zuolong nodded, "I, Zuolong, always keep my word."

brush!
With another swipe of the dagger, Wen Zhong's other hamstring was directly severed.

Lei Gong's pupils shrank: "You..."

Zuolong stood up playfully: "Hehe, Lei Gong, are you very angry? Oh, I'm sorry, I missed it just now."

He shouted at Hou Li: "Monkey, what are you still doing in a daze, bring a pen and paper, and serve Lei Ye with pen and ink."

(End of this chapter)