At the border of the New Continent Pier, there was a courtyard that was more than a hundred square meters. More than half of the courtyard was a training ground.
Even in the middle of the night, continuous banging sounds could be heard. That was the sound of someone hitting a sandbag.
Bang!
With a loud sound, the sandbag that was dropped in the air was torn apart by Li Si's leg. Countless yellow sand spread out from the air and scattered on the ground.
A maid at the side walked forward and carefully helped Li Si wipe off his sweat.
Li Si twisted his neck and the black dragon tattoo on his face could be seen extending from his cheek to his neck and shoulders. As his muscles moved, it moved as if it was alive.
This was Li Si's residence. This man that Flipping Sea Dragon picked up from a wolf's den was born with a wild nature. Ever since he lived at the pier day and night, the entire New Continent Pier no longer interfered with the Hai Long Gang's workers or sailors.
Behind Li Si, which was at the edge of the training ground, a middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground and trembling. Behind him, two members of the Hai Long Gang were standing guard.
Li Si waved his hand and dismissed the maid. He turned his head and looked at the man kneeling on the ground. With a cold expression, he said, "Big Head Yan, you don't want to pay back the five thousand yuan for the cigarettes?"
"Master Si! Master Si, listen to me! " The man called Big Head Yan knelt on the ground and crawled towards Li Si. However, he was firmly held down by the two gang members behind him. "Master Si, please give me a few more days. Just three days … Is three days enough? I will definitely pay you back after three days!"
"Three days and three days. Three days after three days and three days after three days." Li Si's eyes revealed a hint of cruelty and cunning. He was like a wild wolf on the grassland. "Originally, you were a regular customer of our tobacco house. It's not that I can't give you a few more days. However, five thousand yuan is too much. You should mortgage your rice shop."
"Rice shop?" Big Head Yan exclaimed. "I can't mortgage my rice shop. That was passed down to me by my father. I can't mortgage it! Fourth Master, please give me three more days. I will definitely return it to you after three days! "
However, Li Si's method of using drugs or gambling to trap the other party and then taking over the other party's business was already familiar. How could he let the cooked duck fly away and casually let go of the big guy?
He gave a signal, and a Clan member came with a contract and was about to press Big Head Yan to sign it. Naturally, Big Head Yan refused to comply. He struggled with all his might. "Fourth Master, you're not following the rules of Jianghu! You guys used smoke to lure me into a trap, so I admit defeat! How can you take away my ancestral property? This was not in line with the principles of Jianghu!
This is not in line with the rules of Jianghu! "
"The righteousness of the pugilistic world?" Li Si looked at Big Head Yan and walked towards him step by step. "In this world, the one with the biggest fist is the law." After he finished speaking, he kicked Big Head Yan two meters away. Big Head Yan spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Li Si coldly said, "Sign."
Two Clan members immediately took Big Head Yan's left hand and pressed it on the contract. Seeing the unconscious Big Head Yan being dragged away, a Clan member came forward and handed the contract to Li Si with a face full of smiles. "Fourth Master, the Yan family's rice shop is a good location. The Clan Leader will definitely be happy if he knows about it."
Li Si casually nodded and asked, "How is the Haoran Martial Arts Center?"
"We followed Fourth Master's instructions and blocked those students. Now, the Haoran Martial Arts Center only has the Jiang father and daughter. Our people have been keeping an eye on them. They have been contacting the other martial arts centers in the city for the past few days."
"Hmph, a deathbed struggle." Li Si coldly said. "In another seven days, I will let the people of Xin Lu know who is the real number one in Xin Lu."
Li Si's subordinate flattered. "With Fourth Master's martial arts, that Old Man Jiang is naturally not your match. I'm just afraid that they will find a chance to escape."
At this moment, Li Si's ears suddenly moved. He immediately turned his head to look at the corner of the courtyard. A figure was slowly walking out from the shadows of the corner.
"Who is it?"
It was a muscular man who was eight feet tall. His entire body was wrapped in a black coat. Only his head was exposed. Under the dim light, one could vaguely see that his face was like a peasant's.
In the face of Li Si's question, Zuo Zhicheng only said one sentence.
"If you can take a punch from me, I will spare your life."
In the next moment, the huge black shadow was like a dark cloud, fiercely pouncing towards Li Si.
"You are courting death!"
In the face of a stranger who was rushing towards him, how could Li Si be afraid? How could he dodge? He directly threw a side kick towards Zuo Zhicheng with the sound of wind and thunder. However, Zuo Zhicheng did not dodge or retreat. Instead, his right fist fiercely punched towards Li Si's foot.
'With my current leg skills, even the Clan Leader might not be able to match up to me. Let's see how you are going to take this with my full strength and the metal plate under my foot!'
However, the moment the fist and leg collided, Li Si realized that he was wrong. Very wrong.
The sole of the foot and the surface of the fist paused in the air. In the next moment, the strength of a prehistoric giant beast or an ancient dragon came directly from the sole of Li Si's foot. Like a wave, it started from the sole of Li Si's foot and spread throughout his entire body. A series of cracking sounds could be heard. His leg bones had been broken into countless pieces.
At the same time, his body flew out like a meteor and landed on the ground more than ten meters away. He was motionless like a puddle of mud.
The difference in strength between Zuo Zhicheng and Li Si was too great. If Li Si had chosen to fight with guerilla tactics, he might have been able to hold on until the Clan Leader arrived. However, in the face of Zuo Zhicheng's loud shout, he chose to fight head-on. Instantly, tragedy befell him.
Until his heart stopped beating, his eyes were still filled with disbelief. He wanted to raise his head to take a good look at the person who had defeated him. However, he realized that he could not move even after using all his strength.
In a daze, the man who had punched him walked in front of him. The man seemed to smile and suddenly said softly, "Back at the martial arts center, you kicked me. This punch is to pay you back."
"It's you!" Li Si remembered. "You are the one-eyed man from the Haoran Martial Arts Center!" His eyes were filled with shock, fear, and regret. Such a person, such a weak-looking guy, had turned into a monster in the blink of an eye and wanted to kill him?
A sense of absurdity surged in Li Si's heart.
Thinking about what he had done in the martial arts center, what would the other party think? He must be laughing in his heart. If it were him, he would have laughed until his stomach hurt. It was like watching a dog show off in front of a tiger.
He wanted to shout out the words in his mouth, but his serious injuries dragged down his body, making it impossible for him to speak. Thinking that he was going to be killed by the other party, Li Si was anxious, scared, and angry at this moment. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and he completely fainted. His breathing and heartbeat gradually stopped.
The conversation between the two was very soft, so naturally, only they could hear it.
The Clan Leader in the courtyard originally wanted to rush up to help, but when he saw Li Si killed with a single punch, he was stunned. Two Clan Leader at the edge of the martial arts field immediately rushed out and shouted as if crying, "Someone come!"
"Someone come quickly! Master Si has been killed! "
Li Si, who was almost the best in martial arts in the Hai Long Gang, who could beat up more than ten people, was killed so easily with a single punch.
When this fact was mercilessly displayed in front of the Clan Leader's eyes, their minds almost turned blank.
As for the sect member who had approached Li Si and was still sucking up to him, his legs couldn't help but tremble. He looked at Zuo Zhicheng as if he was looking at a tiger. Cold sweat had already soaked his back.
Zuo Zhicheng glanced at him, and he felt as if his body had been scraped by a blade.
Zuo Zhicheng only glanced at him, then ran directly to the wall. He stepped on the wall in two consecutive steps and easily crossed over the high wall. When the Hai Long Gang's Clan Leader arrived, he was long gone.
Jogging all the way to the abandoned courtyard, Zuo Zhicheng removed the disguise on his body bit by bit, and then put away the things one by one.
His goal today was to attract the Hai Long Gang's attention to a person he had created, so as to avoid a direct confrontation between the Haoran Martial Arts Center and the Hai Long Gang.
At the same time, this was also the first step in dealing with the entire Hai Long Gang. Like dominoes, Zuo Zhicheng was very clear about the structure and weaknesses of such a gang. As long as a few of the load-bearing points were removed like an explosion, the entire gang would naturally collapse.
Whether it was the so-called Four Heavenly Kings or the leader of the Hai Long Gang, once they lost the gang and their power, they were nothing.
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