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Chapter 316

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At that moment, a young man in a black trench coat with a cigarette in his mouth appeared at the door of the carriage.

After entering the carriage, the man's eyes fell directly on Qin Lang and Tang San.

The fat man from before followed the young man in the trench coat, trembling with fear.

The young man in the black trench coat was the leader of the Iron Centipede Gang, Wu Hao. He originally came to "inspect" the business of this route, and also to see if his subordinates were competent and reliable. Before this, the fat man and the blonde did not know that their boss was on this train.

The reason why Wu Hao showed up was because he saw the fat man and the blonde returning the stolen goods. So, he stopped the fat man and asked for the reason. In front of their leader, the fat man and the blonde did not dare to hide anything and told Wu Hao the whole story.

After all, Wu Hao was the leader of the Iron Centipede Gang. Even though the gang was not recorded in the Jianghu records, Wu Hao was still a big shot. Of course, he would not swallow this insult, so he came to see Qin Lang in person.

Wu Hao sat opposite Qin Lang and Tang San, while the fat man could only stand on the side aisle.

"My name is Wu Hao, the head of the Iron Centipede Gang," Wu Hao calmly asked Qin Lang, "Are you Han Sanqiang of Summer City or Man Niu's man?"

"Neither." Qin Lang shook his head, "Han Sanqiang and Man Niu are my men."

"So you are the rumored boss behind Han Sanqiang and Man Niu." Wu Hao's eyes flashed, "You are indeed young and promising. But, Mr. Qin, aren't you stretching your hands too far? This is the business of the Iron Centipede Gang, why are you interfering? "

"You didn't pay the toll," Qin Lang said calmly.

"We did." Wu Hao snorted.

"But you didn't give it to us," Qin Lang was unmoved, "so don't expect to 'borrow' the road from Summer City."

"Business is not good now. Since we paid the toll this year, we won't pay again. If it's next year, we can hand it over to you, "Wu Hao said calmly.

"Maybe you've already done it this year, but you've crossed paths." Qin Lang said, "I really don't know why you would give money to idiots like An Yang and Senggum. But the main point is that I didn't get the money. Now, I have the final say in the Summer Yang City. So, I'm sorry, if you don't pay up, you can't do business in the Summer Yang City anymore. "

"Mr Qin, I heard that your business is very extensive. In that case, why do you have to care about this small amount of money with us?" Although Wu Hao was not a citizen of Summer Yang City, he was a member of the underworld. Hence, he knew the current situation of the underworld in Summer Yang City.

"First of all, I don't have any friendship with you, Boss Wu, so even if it's just a little money, I still have to care about it. Also, if I don't mind, the people on the streets will definitely think that it's easy to pass through our Summer City. " Qin Lang's tone was calm and firm, "So, either you pay the toll, or you can't use this road!"

"Mr Qin, I said that I've already paid up this year!" Wu Hao's tone started to turn cold.

"I've also said that you bet on the wrong thing and lost the bet. Of course, it has nothing to do with me," Qin Lang refused to compromise.

"Let's leave it to the underworld," Wu Hao said coldly, "Since Mr Qin doesn't want to use the road, I want to force my way through."

"If you force your way through, be careful of hitting your head," Qin Lang snorted lightly.

"I'm the head of the Iron Centipede Gang. My head is very hard." Wu Hao said and stretched out his right hand to Qin Lang, "But, we don't need to bet our heads today. Let's fight."

"Okay." Qin Lang also stretched out his palm. Just as he stretched out his palm, a cold light flashed on Wu Hao's fingertip and a blade appeared. Then, he slashed at Qin Lang's wrist.

Seeing Wu Hao's move, Tang San, who was watching from the side, showed a look of disdain. In Tang San's eyes, Wu Hao's skill with the blade was too ordinary. It was hard for him to be impressed. Thinking about it, Tang San was the "Tang San Knife". Using a total of three knives, his knife skills were certainly extraordinary.

Tang San was not interested in Wu Hao's move, but he wanted to see how Qin Lang would make his move.

Qin Lang's move was very simple, and it was not fast. Just as Wu Hao's blade was about to touch his wrist, Qin Lang's finger suddenly "extended" and poked Wu Hao's middle finger. Qin Lang did not use any strength in this poke, and it looked like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. However, Wu Hao did not know how powerful Qin Lang's poke was. He did not seem to feel anything, and the blade continued to slice Qin Lang's wrist. But after a tenth of a second, the blade between Wu Hao's fingers dropped because he was in pain!

Wu Hao's finger was in pain! His palm was in pain! His whole arm, his whole body was in pain!

Pain to the bone! Pain to the nerves!

This was indescribable pain!

Thinking that it was too painful, Wu Hao's fingers could not even hold the blade firmly!

The name of Qin Lang's move was very simple: Needle Insertion.

Wu Hao used the blade, and Qin Lang used the needle.

The difference was that Qin Lang's needle was not an ordinary needle, but a needle that was a hundred times more powerful than a scorpion's sting. Even though it was only dipped in a little bit of the Ghost Spotted Stone Fish's venom, it was enough to make Wu Hao feel unbearable pain.

Although both sides were only fighting and did not want to fight to the death, since Wu Hao had used the blade, Qin Lang could also use the needle. Moreover, both of them knew that it was impossible to fight to the death on the train, so they did not intend to test each other's strength. Instead, they were prepared to fight to the death.

Pa!

The pain was unbearable, and Wu Hao bit the back of the seat. His teeth chattered, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

Fatty, who was at the side, still did not know what had happened. He thought that his boss was possessed. Although Fatty suspected that Qin Lang had "cast some sorcery," just like the last time Qin Lang had dealt with him and Huang Mao, when faced with a person like Qin Lang, Fatty could only be angry but did not dare to say anything. He could only quietly care for his boss who was suffering.

In just a moment, Wu Hao's whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

At that moment, a short knife suddenly appeared in Wu Hao's hand, and he slashed at his middle finger. Because the pain was unbearable, he felt that only by chopping off his finger would he be able to stop the pain!

The Ghost Spotted Stone Fish's venom was not the most deadly, but it was definitely the most painful poison! Even if it was an ordinary stone fish, ordinary people would beg a doctor to cut off their legs to get rid of the pain after stepping on it, let alone the Ghost Spotted Stone Fish, which was even more poisonous. Although it was only a little bit of venom on the tip of the needle, it was far beyond the limit of pain that Wu Hao's body could endure.

However, Wu Hao was also fierce, and he decisively wanted to chop off his finger.

The short knife slashed down quickly, but it did not cut off Wu Hao's finger. Instead, it was "taken" by Qin Lang. Because Qin Lang's movement was too fast, in Fatty's view, Qin Lang did not "take" the knife from Wu Hao's hand, but "take" the knife.

At the same time that Qin Lang took the knife, he pierced another needle into Wu Hao's finger.

Wu Hao secretly cursed Qin Lang for being so ruthless. He secretly cursed Qin Lang for being so vicious and wanting to kill him. But strangely, after being pierced by Qin Lang again, Wu Hao felt the pain in his finger quickly disappear.

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