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Night!
After leaving the Qin Group, Yang Ling drove straight to Yushan Restaurant.
The Qin Group has many businesses. As the chairman of the Qin Group, Yang Ling naturally has a lot to do. The reports from each department alone were enough to give him a headache. Fortunately, the disagreement between him and Qin Yi was only superficial. Secretly, Qin Yi helped him a lot.
This also made Yang Ling understand more clearly that he was not the material.
Let him manage the Qin Group. Even if there will be no problems in the Qin Group, he himself will be suffocated to death sooner or later.
He likes freedom and laxity, and this kind of restricted life is not suitable for him.
On the way, Yang Ling looked in the rearview mirror and frowned slightly.
Since he left the Qin Group Building, the car has been following him.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Coincidence?
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ling's mouth. At the intersection, he suddenly turned a corner and drove away quickly. However, the vehicle behind him followed him and illegally rushed into the left turn lane.
It seems like it¡¯s really coming for me. Yang Ling pouted.
It¡¯s just that I don¡¯t know who these people are. Yuan Xiang¡¯s people? Or Meng Jianyun's people?
Yang Ling changed direction and went straight to a park.
The lights are dim and there are few people around.
Stopping the car, Yang Ling opened the door and walked out. He glanced at the vehicles behind him and smiled playfully. Immediately, Yang Ling turned around and walked into the park.
Walking straight to the depths of the park, Yang Ling stopped. There are few people around.
Quiet, a bit scary.
"You've been following me for so long, come out." Yang Ling said calmly.
As he spoke, Yang Ling turned around.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????: One of them, Yang Ling, knew him as the swordsman who followed Meng Jianyun that night.
Meng Jianyun really took action. Yang Ling was slightly startled, indeed she didn't expect Meng Jianyun to be so bold. He thought that even if Meng Jianyun wanted to deal with him, he should at least take it easy for a while, right?
"Who are you?" Yang Ling asked.
The two looked at each other, as if they didn't quite understand what Yang Ling said.
"Not Chinese?" Yang Ling was stunned. Then, Yang Ling asked again in English.
One of the men was mumbling a lot.
??Island people? Yang Ling frowned slightly.
"Are you from Meng Jianyun?" Yang Ling asked in Japanese.
The other person was stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised that Yang Ling actually understood Japanese.
Actually, it¡¯s more than just Japanese? Chinese, Russian, English, Japanese, Korean, Yang Ling can all be familiar with the dialogue. Even the leaders in the army were amazed by his language talent.
"Why do you need to know so much when you are about to die?" One of the men sneered.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill me, right?" Yang Ling smiled calmly, "If you tell me who your boss is, maybe I can let you live. Otherwise, you will only die."
"idiot!"
A man shouted and rushed towards Yang Ling waving a dagger.
Another person was attacking from the other direction almost at the same time.
The speed is as fast as lightning, and you can reach it in the blink of an eye.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Master.
Yang Ling secretly praised.
Under the moonlight, the dagger exuded a cold light, drew a graceful arc, and stabbed Yang Ling's chest.
??The attack was ruthless and life-threatening. There was no doubt that he did not want to give Yang Ling any chance of survival.
It¡¯s a pity that they thought too highly of themselves and underestimated Yang Ling too much. As the world-famous Dragon King, Yang Ling has few rivals in his fighting skills.
Yang Ling dwarfed his body, swept his legs, and knocked down one person directly. Just before the opponent leaned forward and fell to the ground, Yang Ling flew up and kicked him hard in the abdomen. Immediately, I heard the other party wailing, his body flew out sideways, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The force of this kick was not light, it directly broke several of the opponent's ribs.
The other party spit out a mouthful of blood and tried to get up with support. However, the pain from his broken ribs prevented him from getting up at all.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Ling quickly reached out with his right hand and used a grappling hand to directly strangle the other person's wrist. Pulling him into his arms, he hit the opponent's elbow hard with his left arm.
"Click!"
There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the other party let out a scream.
Yang LingThe corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with an evil smile, and he kicked out, hard on the opponent's knees.
There was another crisp sound of bones breaking, which seemed particularly clear in this silent night.
One arm and one leg were broken, and the opponent staggered and fell to the ground.
The two of them looked at Yang Ling in horror, their eyes full of fear and horror. How could they have imagined that Yang Ling's skills were so good? The combined strength of the two of them could not survive a hundred moves in Yang Ling's hands, but Yang Ling was not injured at all.
"Do you still want to kill me now?" Yang Ling smiled slightly, saying that humans and animals are harmless.
But that smile made them grit their teeth.
This is obviously ridicule.
"I'll give you another chance. Who ordered you? Who is your boss?" Yang Ling asked coldly.
"Don't ask any more questions. If you want to kill him, then kill him. We won't tell you." A man said proudly.
Even though he was in such a situation, his face was still full of arrogance.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, and he said, "Want to die? It's not that easy. You don't have to tell me, why don't we take a gamble and see if I can get you to tell the truth."
After saying that, Yang Ling took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhao Yiran's number, asking him to drive a van over.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Ling's plan came to mind.
Maybe, this is a rare opportunity.
Soon after, Zhao Yiran hurried over. Seeing the two strange men lying on the ground, I couldn't help but be slightly startled and asked in surprise: "Mr. Yang, are they?"
"They are Meng Jianyun's people, the Japanese devils." Yang Ling said, "You take them back, no matter what means you use, you must make them tell everything they know, without leaving a trace. Before that, don't let them died."
"Yes." Zhao Yiran responded.
With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yiran ordered someone to escort the two men into the car.
"Also, help me spread the news and say that I was seriously injured and was hospitalized and unconscious. Find a familiar private hospital and never let anyone know that I am fine." Yang Ling said.
"What are you?" Zhao Yiran asked curiously.
"I want to draw out all those ghosts. If I were not hospitalized, how could those people jump out on their own initiative? However, the most important thing about this matter is to keep it secret, and not a single word should be leaked out." Yang Ling warned.
After thinking about it, Zhao Yiran said firmly: "Leave this matter to me and I will figure it out, no problem."
Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's go, arrange for me to go to the hospital."
"If those people who are ready to act know that they are in the hospital and are in danger, they will surely take action, right?" Whether it's Meng Jianyun or someone from the Qin family.