Chapter 185: Fight
"Where are you going little girl?"
"Ah, No. 32 Linhua Road!"
After coming to her senses, Park Ji-yeon reported the location of her home. Thinking of going back to that home, Park Ji-yeon's mood became extremely complicated. In fact, now she is more willing to face the strict father in the past, at least such a father will still control her behavior. Even if she hates him like that, she has become accustomed to such a life and accustomed to Taekwondo.
But now when I return home, I have to face a father who always has an apologetic look in his eyes and a gentle tone, saying "sorry" and "I will support your dreams".
It should have been a happy thing, but combined with the reality, it seemed that it was because his father was discouraged and gave up those obsessions that he was liberated. Park Ji-yeon was in a complicated mood. When she thought about facing such a father after returning home, her face became a little melancholy.
Pu Zhiyan took out the thousand-yuan bill with the phone number written on it from her left pocket. Her expression changed several times. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said to herself, "It's decided. As long as Mr. Zheng doesn't know about it, it'll be fine!"
"What the hell is going on? Why are they here? And, Lin Chengyan, didn't I ask you to follow Jin Jingxu?"
Zheng Xiuheng looked at Li Jae-won, Lin Chengyan and others in the car, as well as an extended van behind them, and his expression turned dark.
Although Zheng Xiuheng didn't expect these guys to change their mindset in a short period of time at the beginning, but in tonight's incident, having too many people was indeed a burden.
"It was Jin Guanglu who contacted us . Don't worry, boss. We know what to do and will follow your arrangements for all actions. I asked Li Yongda to follow Jin Jingxu in Seoul. I already have some ideas about things here. So after Jin Guanglu contacted me and explained the situation, we considered it and decided to bring all the capable people here first!" Lin Chengyan jumped out of the van and reported very seriously, while Jin Guanglu and others in the car laughed dryly.
"What have you come up with?" Zheng Xiuheng temporarily put aside his dissatisfaction and asked with some confusion.
Lin Chengyan came here with Lin Dazhong and Li Yongda a few days ago, but he only stayed for two days before going back. Then he immediately tried to contact some of his former friends, even if they were just friends with whom he had not contacted for a long time. For the sake of a little money, he got information from two other gangs in Gyeonggi Province. He had already obtained a lot of information about the Suwon City Boxing School.
So after receiving a call from Jin Guanglu asking him to find a way to bring a few people and bring some weapons, Lin Chengyan directly brought ten people over. As for Li Zaiyuan, although he followed, he was mainly worried that the matter would get out of hand. After all the hard work of everyone embarking on the road to regularization, they had to be more restrained.
"The bigger the fist, the more truth there is? That's really interesting!"
Zheng Xiuheng had a complete understanding of Qingsong Pavilion at this moment. He took out his cell phone to check the time. There was still one minute to ten, so he shouted to Jin Guanglu who was in the passenger seat: "Jin Guanglu, take Li Wuzhong, the guy from this morning, down. Everyone else stay in the car. Do not get out without my order. Otherwise, when you return to Seoul, you will receive many dismissal letters!"
In the past, who would care about Zheng Xiuheng's dismissal letter? But now it's different. These rough guys suddenly have such a good job, they don't have to fight or be looked down upon. If they are really fired, it would be too unfair.
"Boss, we..." Lin Chengyan was a little worried and wanted to say something. Although he was very unhappy with Zheng Xiuheng at first , Zheng Xiuheng really distributed so much of the money he collected and used the rest for business without taking a penny for himself. Just for this reason, he really admired Zheng Xiuheng. Not only him, but also old men like Huang Chenghu who have been in the business for a long time were convinced by Zheng Xiuheng from the bottom of their hearts because of this incident.
"Don't disobey my orders. Come in with me now, Jin Guanglu. I don't want to repeat what I just said a second time!" Zheng Xiuheng interrupted Lin Chengyan, waved to Jin Guanglu, and turned to walk towards the ancient-style dojo opposite.
Jin Guanglu brought Li Wuzhong down with tears in his eyes. Looking at the sympathetic eyes of Lin Dazhong, he could only sigh in his heart. Thinking that he had already decided to follow Zheng Xiuheng, he might as well take this as an opportunity to show his ability. If he was beaten to death, it would be his bad luck.
"Damn it, let's fight!"
The wind was whistling and the Yishui River was cold. At this moment, Jin Guanglu seemed to have transformed into a heroic and tragic man from Yan and Zhao in the north. He followed Zheng Xiuheng with an expression of excitement about going to death. As for Li Wuzhong, there was no need to push or tie him up. With Zheng Xiuheng around, he naturally followed behind.
The three of them crossed the street easily. Zheng Xiuheng put his hands in his pockets, and ten coins on each side collided with each other, making a slight sound. Unlike the two men with strange expressions behind him, Zheng Xiuheng's expression was very calm. Standing at the entrance of Qingsong Pavilion, looking at the vigorous Chinese plaque, he said softly: "It's time to stop for the time being!"
“Squeak!”
He pushed open the wooden door in front of him. The dojo opposite was brightly lit. At a glance, Zheng Xiuheng could clearly see at least twenty men in Taoist robes kneeling on the ground.
"Remember to lock the door, just wait here!"
Zheng Xiuheng turned around and said something to Jin Guanglu, then said to Li Wuzhong: "Come in with me!"
After that, Zheng Xiuheng walked forward slowly. Li Wuzhong glanced at the golden light road at the door, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he followed Zheng Xiuheng. In Li Wuzhong's opinion, Zheng Xiuheng, who went to the meeting alone, was finished no matter how powerful he was. Li Wuzhong's right arm was in a plaster at the moment, and his face was very pale. He had been tortured for half a day, and now he could finally take revenge on these two bastards.
"Tap! Tap! Tap!"
Black leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the wooden boards, and everyone in the dojo looked at the man who walked in through the gate.
In the center of the dojo, a man was kneeling with his hands on his knees. His bangs on the left side covered half of his face, and his black hair fell on his shoulders, so his expression was not clear. However, there were ten people kneeling on each side, each with a straight knife at their side. The eyes of these people looking at Zheng Xiuheng were full of coldness and ferocity.
This kind of straight knife is also called a ring-handled knife. From the Three Kingdoms period to the period when the Sui Dynasty completed its unification, this kind of straight knife stood out among many short weapons and became the main weapon.
Although there are more and more types of props to date, the straight knife has always been one of the weapons commonly used by Japanese and Korean gangs. Other common ones include machetes, butterfly knives, etc.
"Go out, take off your shoes and come back in, this is the dojo!" Jin Daoyuan, who was sitting in the first seat on the left, suddenly said in a very cold tone. The expression on his face was also cold, and only a little anger could be seen brewing.
Zheng Xiuheng glanced at him, then turned to the man in the middle and said indifferently: "You must be Jin Chengchi, judging from your preparations, you already know why I'm here and where I'm from. It looks like you're ready for a fight!"
"You are the black face of Sanlong Cave!" Jin Chengchi raised his head and said in a deep voice.
Zheng Xiuheng neither denied nor admitted it, but carefully looked at the man in front of him. After a short silence, he said according to the decision he had made: "I came here just to investigate, but now the truth is in my mind, so I need you to write down the process and reason of killing that person, and at the same time cut off your right arm and hand over the murderer, so that I can let you and your boxing school go!"
Hearing this, everyone's first reaction was that this guy was an idiot.
And the second reaction was... a crashing sound.
The men on both sides all stood up, holding straight knives tightly in their right hands, looking at Zheng Xiuheng with extremely fierce eyes, as if they were about to cut him into pieces.
But Zheng Xiuheng said this after countless struggles. His tone was not pretentious, but the anger in his heart was accumulating little by little. Because Zheng Xiuheng believed that there was someone who killed Li Xiaole, he could not calm down completely, so he went straight to the point. But in the eyes of Jin Daoyuan and others, this guy was too pretentious, probably either an idiot or a lunatic.
"Do you have a bomb tied to your body? Or have you called in the special forces? Don't waste time, if you want to take action, we will accompany you. And I say it again, take off your shoes!" Jin Daoyuan walked out from his seat and looked at Zheng Xiuheng, his voice full of anger.
But Jin Chengchi didn't say anything, just looked at Zheng Xiuheng coldly.
"Huh, as expected, I should vent a little!" Zheng Xiuheng sighed strangely in the eyes of the twenty-one people present, and finally took his hands out of his pockets, but there was a coin between each index finger and middle finger.
“Whoosh!”
Jin Daoyuan seemed to hear the sound of air friction. He stood there for about five seconds and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right knee. He looked down and found that it was a coin embedded vertically in the bone. Blood was flowing out of the wound.
"ah!"
A yellow-haired man opposite cried out in pain. Jin Daoyuan looked over while enduring the pain, and his expression became extremely interesting, because the man's leg also had coins embedded in it, and much deeper than his own. After a cry of pain, he quickly fell to the ground.
When everyone was so shocked that they couldn't move, Zheng Xiuheng put his hands back into his pockets, and then there was a coin between each finger.
“Whoosh!”
“Bang!”
"ah!"
"Bang!"
The knee is a very important load-bearing part of the lower limb. If you simply hit the kneecap, it is not serious. But if you hit the right spot and hit the tibial plateau, it will be different. Of course, although Zheng Xiuheng is very accurate and has absolute strength, he is not so accurate. However, the coin he threw has great power. Although it cannot completely penetrate the leg bone like a knife, it can cause pain in the opponent's knee. Moreover, the coin is completely embedded there, causing obvious bone injuries.
At the very least, it will be difficult to stand normally in a short period of time, and this kind of injury definitely needs treatment. If such a wound is not treated, infection will occur at any time.
"superior!"
Jin Daoyuan gritted his teeth and said angrily, Zheng Xiuheng has already taken action, and he is so brutal, don't say anything now, just chop him first. Although they all don't want to live a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife, the one who is causing trouble this time is not an ordinary person at all.
“Ding Ding!”
Zheng Xiuheng's hands were like machine guns, throwing coins in all directions, and each coin would hit the enemy's knee accurately. Hitting the knee with a coin could be considered a unique skill, but it could also be considered not.
This kind of thing is not innate, it can be said to be acquired. In the early days of his treatment career, he spent a lot of time lying in bed and getting bored. What Zheng Xiuheng did during that time has been mentioned. In addition, there are actually some boring things, such as lying in bed and shooting birds with marbles, and Zheng Xiuheng just didn't use a slingshot.
Among the twenty people, the closest one was Liu Xilie who rushed in front of Zheng Xiuheng, but was kicked away by Zheng Xiuheng with an unclear speed, and crashed into Jin Chengji like a cannonball.
More than a dozen people sat on the ground, holding their injured legs and looking at their bleeding knees. They wanted to cry but had no tears. At the same time, they were somewhat relieved. If the coin had hit their heads...
Zheng Xiuheng didn't want to kill them, because no matter how he tried to cover it up, he would be discovered.
“Huh!”
Just when Zheng Xiuheng thought that Jin Chengji would be hit by Liu Xilie, he saw him fall backwards, press hard with both hands, slide under Liu Xilie, and kick Zheng Xiuheng in the face.
Zheng Xiuheng took a step back, his face turned grim, and he kicked Jin Chengchi with his right foot, who was paddling towards him with his legs like a windmill.
"Bang!"
The two men's right legs collided with each other, and Jin Chengchi felt as if his right leg was kicked in pieces. He flew two meters with the huge force, supported himself with his hands, stood up directly, and then returned to the ground.
Zheng Xiuheng was a little surprised. Logically, this kick should have broken his right leg, but he didn't expect that he could still stand. It seems that Kim Sung-ji was able to defeat Park Ji-yong because of his real strength.
Just when Zheng Xiuheng took a step forward, Jin Chengchi put his right hand into his clothes and seemed to pull something from the bottom to the top. The next moment, a pistol appeared in front of Zheng Xiuheng. The black muzzle was pointing at Zheng Xiuheng's head, causing him to stop.
"You are very powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, there is a limit, just like your dart skills, which require tools, your own strength, coordination, etc. to work, and I only need one shot!" Jin Chengchi replied coldly. Although he was extremely frightened in his heart, he did not expect the man in front of him to be so powerful. Even though he had heard some things about Black Face, he was confident that if they fought to the death, he would definitely not be weaker than him, but now it seems that he was wrong.
Zheng Xiuheng's face also changed, and he thought to himself that he was too arrogant. Then Zheng Xiuheng suddenly raised his arms to block his face, and rushed directly towards Jin Chengchi. His speed was absolutely shocking, but no matter how fast Zheng Xiuheng was, he could not be faster than a bullet.
Theoretically, the two men were three meters apart, and Zheng Xiuheng only needed one second to rush to Jin Chengji's side and subdue him, but when Jin Chengji spoke, he could not conceal his murderous intent at all. At the same time Zheng Xiuheng took action, Jin Chengji decisively pulled the trigger without any hesitation.
"Bang!"
