Chapter 165 Wu Sheng
sieve--

A gust of wind!
But it was Song Ren’s third punch, which was as violent as a storm!
This time, Wu Sheng didn't even have time to raise his head, as Song Ren's explosive punch had already broken the sword into two pieces on the spot!

Bang!
After the blade broke, the fist smashed straight into the chest!

Wu Sheng crashed through the wooden guardrail and fell from the second floor!
While in mid-air, he spat out a large mouthful of blood foam again!
But he still endured the pain, and with his strong waist strength, he turned over in the air and landed steadily on the ground!

Wu Sheng was filled with rage, and his anger and indomitable spirit made him unable to help but raise his head and shout: "Dog——"

Before he could utter the second word, the shadow of Song Ren falling over had already enveloped him!
Wu Sheng's furious expression turned into horror!

A kick in the air and hanging upside down!

Song Ren's foot, full of tension, hit his shoulder blade!
Snapped! ! !
The extremely crisp sound of hitting!

This huge force caused Wu Sheng to fall to his knees with a thud.

He subconsciously supported himself on the ground with his hands, but his head hit the ground heavily under the kick.

Boom!
My head was dizzy, blood was on my forehead, and my body was in a daze!

"Young Gang Leader!!!"

Several figures swarmed in, one knife forced Song Ren back, and two knives attacked him in the face!

Song Ren bent down to avoid the sharp edge and picked up a big knife that fell on the ground.

He stood up and slashed upward with his knife!
Half of the bloody forearm fell to the ground!
More than ten members of the Beihai Gang broke out from the crowd and rushed over to encircle Song Ren.

However, under the sharp blade of Song Ren's knife, at best, their limbs and arms were cut off, and at worst, their heads were simply chopped off with one blow.

After just a moment, the gang members who had surrounded them were obviously frightened away, and dared not move forward in panic.

Song Ren lowered his horse and brushed the back of the knife with one hand to wipe away the mottled bloodstains on it. He looked around at the fearful eyes around him and said in a cold voice: "You still want to die? I will grant your wish."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Beihai Gang who surrounded Song Ren all took a step back, their faces pale.

One of them was obviously quite prestigious in the gang. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, he made a quick decision and said, "Take the young leader with you. Let's go!"

The surging Beihai Gang members began to retreat at this command.

Song Ren did not stop them, but waited until all the members of the Beihai Gang had evacuated before throwing a piece of chocolate into his mouth.

He looked back at Huang Feihong, who was lying in a pool of blood, with multiple knife wounds all over his body.

Song Ren couldn't help but sigh: "He really deserves to be the protagonist. I've already lost money, but he can still force me to come back. He also indirectly helped this kid. He is so lucky."

……

It's getting late
Huang Feihong gradually regained consciousness.

He just felt a burning pain all over his cheeks, which made him feel a little confused.

Was my face also injured in the previous battle in the teahouse?

Then, while his consciousness was blurred, he seemed to hear a voice.

"Doctor, why hasn't he woken up yet? Didn't you say that external stimulation would help wake him up quickly?"

"Uh...it should be soon."

"I don't have time to stay here... Never mind, let's give it a couple more external stimulations."

"...Ah? Still coming? He's injured."

Huang Feihong was still a little confused. What external stimulus?

Then, I heard a crisp sound while I was still dazed.

His cheeks felt a burning pain again.

This……

Snapped!
The second one followed closely.

Huang Feihong's consciousness was stunned by the beating, and he only vaguely felt that something was wrong.

His eyelids moved involuntarily, trying hard to open his eyes.

The voice came into my ears again.

"Hey, he really woke up! Doctor, you are so right!"

“…Ha, ha, is that so.”

Huang Feihong opened his eyes with difficulty, but his throat was very dry.

At the moment, the room I am in is an old wing.

The furnishings were simple and plain, and there were two people standing next to them. One was a middle-aged doctor dressed as a doctor, and the other was Dong Fugui, who the gang leader Lei Gong threatened to kill.

Huang Feihong temporarily forgot the question he had just asked, and asked in a hoarse voice: "It was you... who saved me? Why?"

Song Ren didn't even think about it and just made up a lie: "That's because your father also helped me before."

Huang Feihong raised his head: "My father?"

Song Ren: "Yes, your skills have been exposed."

"With such exquisite Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist and the high similarity in appearance, I roughly guessed your identity when I saw you."

After Song Ren finished speaking, he turned around and handed the doctor a piece of silver. He didn't care how much it was, as long as it was not a small amount.

After sending the doctor away, he continued, "Master Huang Qiying is one of the Ten Tigers of Guangdong. There are many people in this land who have received his kindness."

Huang Feihong suddenly realized: "...I see."

Song Ren: Wow, young man, you really believed it after just two sentences, so naive.

Huang Feihong was about to speak when he felt some pain on his face and couldn't help but hiss.

He reached out and touched his swollen cheek. Although he was puzzled, he did not think much about it. He just said sincerely: "Thank you so much this time."

Song Ren sat next to him:

"No need to thank me. I am actually quite curious as to why Master Huang's son would join the Black Tiger Gang."

"Master Huang Qiying doesn't look like the kind of person who would help evildoers."

Huang Feihong opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

The plan to go undercover in the Black Tiger Gang and completely eradicate it was something he and his friends had been planning for a long time.

This kind of thing cannot be easily told to outsiders.

Song Ren smiled and pretended to understand:

"It's okay. It's okay if you don't want to explain."

"Every family has its own problems. Master Huang has been gone for many years. There is really no need to continue to uphold his integrity."

When Huang Feihong heard this, his face suddenly turned purple.

I feel a little uncomfortable and want to get it off my chest.

If this matter is not made clear, it will cause the other party to misunderstand the reputation of my late father.

However, if it were to be told to others, it would be considered as a leak.

Huang Feihong was in a dilemma.

Song Ren happily explained: "Okay, don't worry about it. I will complete Master Huang's lifelong commitment for him."

Huang Feihong: “…” Are you trying to comfort me?

He hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to be honest with Song Ren.

On the one hand, I really didn't want to tarnish my father's reputation.

On the other hand, Song Ren is now the sworn enemy of the Black Tiger Gang, and there is also the relationship through his father.

In addition, the other party saved his life, so he felt that the two sides could cooperate.

So Huang Feihong briefly mentioned the matter of undercover in the Black Tiger Gang to Song Ren.

Song Ren patted his shoulder and said, "You are indeed worthy of being Master Huang's son."

Huang Feihong was young after all, and he looked proud when he heard this.

His father has always been his pride!
After Huang Feihong explained, he looked at Song Ren with burning eyes: "Mr. Dong, with your skills, can you come and help us?"

Song Ren: "It's not a question of whether I can help you or not, I'll just call you Ah Fei for being generous."

Huang Feihong: "Brother Dong!"

Song Ren: "A Fei, even if you don't mention the Black Tiger Gang, I am ready to solve it."

Huang Feihong felt that the other party did this just for him. He was very moved and said, "Brother Dong, thank you!"

Song Ren: "A Fei, it seems awkward to say thank you."

Huang Feihong suddenly became more grateful, and even had the illusion that he had met a close friend.

Brother Dong, you understand me!
(End of this chapter)

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