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Chapter 1114

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Li Yizheng found out all the details of Lan Ling almost effortlessly.

He was a college dropout and an orphan. He had a stepsister and no one else in the family.

Last year, a meteor hit his home. His sister, Lancome, disappeared, and then he also disappeared.

It was that simple. After that, there was no news of Lan Ling.

In Li Yizheng's view, this Lan Ling must have seen his sister Lancome die, so he focused all his hatred on Lin Shi and wanted to learn martial arts to avenge his sister.

Of course, this was completely a routine in martial arts novels. Li Yizheng also knew that martial arts did exist in this world, and it was a real martial arts world. However, it was very small. Although its influence was far-reaching, it was not widespread.

But for some reason, this Lan Ling seemed to have really found an outstanding martial artist and learned good skills. Last night, he couldn't help but avenge his sister. He injured Lin Shi and killed his driver.

In this way, it couldn't be easier. He could directly use the law to sentence him to death.

As for Lan Ling's martial arts?

Li Yizheng didn't care at all. So what if his martial arts were high? Could it compare to guns and cannons? The reason why this small martial arts world still had a deep influence was entirely because of the favor of powerful people, not because they were really powerful.

And Li Yizheng knew that he was going to find trouble with Lin Hao tonight.

For people like Lin Hao, Li Yizheng didn't care at all. His background was too dirty. No matter how much money he had, it would be useless. As long as there was a need, his money could be taken away at any time. Becoming someone else's white glove or black glove was already the best fate.

Since Lin Hao made a move, Li Yizheng didn't do anything for the time being. However, he sent someone to pass a message to Lin Hao, "Don't kill that kid. Leave him alive for me."

He wanted to kill Lan Ling with his own hands. He wanted to see Lan Ling kneel in front of him and beg.

Not for anything else, but because Lan Ling was still so arrogant in front of him, and because An Lan was infatuated with Lan Ling.

Based on what? You, Lan Ling, are merely an ant-like commoner. What right do you have to act so arrogant and indifferent in front of me? Acting like he's some big shot? Too ignorant.

He wanted An Lan to personally see Lan Ling's ugly appearance.



When Lan Ling just arrived at the Lin Hao Villa, he immediately felt a dense murderous aura. He did not know how many pairs of eyes and how many weapons were aimed at him.

This scene was too interesting.

Lan Ling did not stop at all and walked directly into Lin Hao's mansion.

If he was an ordinary person, he would have been scared witless. 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 fighter.

The other was a strong white man. He was very muscular, but not fat. He was playing with a dagger in his hand.

And the one he should have paid the most attention to was the middle-aged man. He was wearing a black gown and was playing with two jade balls in his hand. From his veins, eyes, and even his temples, it could be seen that he was a martial artist. Moreover, he was a hardcore master.

But Lan Ling was not an ordinary person. So when he came in, he did not look at the three people. He just looked at Lin Hao.

"You are Lan Ling?" Lin Hao said coldly.

"Yes, I am Lan Ling," Lan Ling said.

Lin Hao said, "You are the one who caused my son to become like this?"

"Yes," Lan Ling said.

Lin Hao said, "What kind of metal is the helmet you put on his head made of?"

Today, Lin Hao tried everything he could, but he could not remove the metal bucket from his son's head. No matter what tool he used, he could not cut the metal bucket. The drill was useless. He even risked using a laser cutter, but it was still useless.

Lan Ling said, "You said it's an iron bucket. Of course it's iron."

Lin Hao's face twitched and he said coldly, "You killed my people and made my son look like neither a human nor a ghost. How dare you come to see me?"

Lan Ling said, "I came here mainly for two things. First, last year, your son failed to pursue my sister. You actually sent people to pour acid on her and disfigure her. In this matter, you have the responsibility of indulging him. So, I hope you want to apologize. Second, in order to show your apology, you should donate all your family property. From now on, you should be a layman and not do evil. In this way, I will not pursue you. "

After hearing Lan Ling's words, Lin Hao was stunned. Then he laughed and said, "Boy, are you crazy? You actually said such crazy words? I apologize? I donate all my family property to atone for my crime? Hahahaha … look at your beautiful face. Is your brain full of shit? "

Lan Ling said, "So you don't agree? That means you refuse? "

"I thought you were some powerful person. Turns out you're a lunatic." Lin Hao said coldly, "I'll leave him to you. Don't kill him because he also offended another big shot. He wants to kill him personally. "

As soon as this was said, the number one underground boxing expert in Thailand, Song E, stood up.

"In a formal occasion, I killed 29 people. You are the 30th." Song E said in irregular Chinese, "What's your name? I'll erect a tombstone for you. "

"Lan Ling!" Lan Ling said. Then he took out a note, wrote his name, and handed it to the other party.

After Song E saw it, he kicked a mahogany pillar to the side.

"Bang!" A loud sound rang out.

The mahogany pillar, which was more than 10 centimeters in diameter, was broken. Song E exerted force and tore the mahogany pillar in half. Then he used his finger to write four words on it: The Tomb of Lan Ling.

Seeing this, Lan Ling was a little stunned.

There was such an expert on Earth. Although the mahogany pillar was for decoration, it was still more than 10 centimeters in diameter and extremely hard. Song E not only broke it with one kick, but he also tore it in half and used his finger to carve words on it.

Of course, he used his fingernails to carve words.

He used his fingernails to carve such deep words on such hard mahogany. It was obvious how hard his fingernails were. They must have been soaked in some special potion.

"This is your tombstone. I'll bring it back to my country and visit it with my defeated opponents. I'll take pictures of you every day. During festivals, I'll even send you cold food," Song E said.

He was a martial arts fanatic.

"Okay," Lan Ling said.

Song E said, "I can't bully the weak, so you make the first move."

Lan Ling said, "You're a guest from afar. You make the first move."

Song E nodded. "Okay, this is an opportunity you let go of."

Then, Song E bowed deeply to Lan Ling. "I'm very sorry for killing you!"

Lan Ling stood still.

Song E suddenly bowed. He was like a ferocious beast, ready to pounce at any moment.

Instantly, the entire hall was filled with a terrifying murderous intent, cold and sharp.

At this moment, the bodyguards hiding in the dark also came over to watch this terrifying battle.

Because this was probably the most top-notch combat, a one-hit-kill combat.

"Pa pa pa pa …"

Song E's body bowed more and more. His bones were like firecrackers, making crisp sounds.

Everyone's expression changed. This meant that Song E had terrifying explosive power. If there were no accidents, any one of his attacks would be enough to beat Lan Ling into a pulp.

"Don't kill him, do you hear me?" Lin Hao shouted.

His stance was too terrifying. Once Song E attacked, there wouldn't be anyone left alive.

"Kill!"

The number one Muay Thai expert shouted.

Then, his entire body shot out like a bolt of lightning. His astonishing leg whipped towards Lan Ling's head.

His speed was so fast that it was about to turn Lan Ling's head into a smashed watermelon.

His speed was too shocking. His strength was also terrifying. When the leg whip swept over, there was a whistling sound.

However, Lan Ling gently moved to the side.

He stretched out a finger and lightly tapped Song E's Chest Meridian.

Instantly, the top Thai underground fighter, Song E, was sent flying like a paper kite.

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