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Li Bingqing stared at Ling Hao in shock, somewhat at a loss.
Just a million times ago, Li Bingqing was already thinking of nodding, after all, she didn't have any damage at all, just suffering from a day's detention.
One million is already quite a lot.
When Li Bingqing heard one million yuan, she felt like she had made a fortune.
But Ling Hao was not satisfied with even 100 million or 1 billion.
Opening one's mouth is 10 billion.
What is the concept of 100 billion? There are many enterprises in China with a market value of over 100 billion.
"This is Master Ling's domineering aura."
Qin Tianlong and Shangguan Hai smiled bitterly, thinking that the Wang family had fallen so thoroughly in the past. Now, a Yan family from Xishan Province has come to Longjiang City, stirring up trouble, and it's as if they don't even know how to write the word "death".
If Longjiang City didn't have Ling Hao, everyone would have to follow Yan Shao's lead.
Yan Shao saw Ling Hao's face full of ridicule and was so angry that he could have died.
Rather than being killed by his father, it's better to die at Ling Huan's hands. Thinking of this, Yan Shao closed his eyes and said with a "what's the big deal" expression: "Kill me."
"Violet dusk, old rules."
Ling Hao smiled lightly and immediately looked towards Zi Xi.
"Huh?"
Zi Xi called out softly, somewhat timidly.
Everyone present was a big shot in Longjiang City, and there were also high-ranking officials present. If she really fought with her opponent, she would definitely stir up no small trouble.
"Let go and let go, don't be afraid, Brother Ling will always stand behind you. If a man comes to kill, a ghost will come to kill."
Humans kill humans, ghosts kill ghosts.
Ling Hao's one sentence made everyone present involuntarily feel a chill on the back of their heads. They wouldn't dare to question Ling Hao's words.
Ling Hao also absolutely has this ability.
Secretary Huang watched this scene and didn't dare say a word.
If Ling Hao didn't have Old Yuan backing him up, would he still dare to go and block his way? Would Ling Hao still hit a high-ranking city official like him?
"Oh!"
Zi Xi nodded and took off her shoes before walking towards Yan Shao.
"What do you want to do?" Yan Shao looked at the delicate and charming little loli in front of him, his head bursting with cold air.
Yesterday, that bald man's face was beaten like a pig's head, and he saw it all.
The footprints all over his face were simply too ghastly to behold.
Zi Xi Liang cooled down her small face and walked to Yan Shao's side, without saying a word, she started the exercise they had just done yesterday, with her shoe sole facing his face.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of slapping echoed incessantly, accompanied by Yan Shao's screams like a pig being slaughtered.
The old woman stood not far away with anxiety in her eyes.
For an ordinary person, Ling Hao had no choice but to kill, but she was a warrior, and Ling Hao didn't need to be polite.
Kill if you want to kill, no worries afterwards.
As for the Martial Arts Association, Ling Huan can kill even the strongest with his Transcending Tribulation ability, only a fool would preside over justice for him.
"In the evenings, following this bastard around and learning how to fight." Li Bingqing's pretty face was full of surprise and helplessness.
Zi Xi had always been obedient and sensible since she was a child, but at this moment, she slapped Yan Shao's face with all her might, her small face puffed up and red.
"Alright, stop it, if you hit him again he'll be dead."
Five minutes later, Ling Hao turned to Zi Xi and said with a faint smile, "Xi Xi, how do you feel now? Is it satisfying to avenge your sister?"
"Ah?" Zi Xi was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.
Thinking of how this guy's sister almost ended up in prison forever, Zi Xi's anger was rekindled, and with a twist of her head, she used all her might to give him another kick before finally sitting down beside Ling Hao, panting.
Violence!
Are all of Ling Hao's followers violent?
Everyone from Longjiang City was speechless on the scene. Ling Hao was already violent enough, and even a little loli like her was so violent.
Next time you see Zi Xi, be sure to steer clear of her and never offend this lady.
"Waaah!"
His face was beaten into a pig's head, and Yan Shao actually started crying softly, looking wronged like an idiot.
Everyone in Xishan Province was sympathetically watching Yan Shao.
They really don't dare let anyone take the lead.
Ling Hao's great name they had heard of was not much, but just one person killing five Kyoto's Tribulation Boundary Masters was enough to make them dare not speak.
Ling Hao's gaze swept over the others in Xishan Province with a hint of malice: "One billion, whoever knows this guy's old man's phone number, contact him immediately."
"In an hour, if I don't hear from him, I'll cut off one of his ears. After that, every ten minutes he'll lose a piece."
Everyone in Xishan Province felt a twinge in their ears when they heard Ling Huan's words. Just now, Ling Huan said that if he were to hit Yan Shao, he would hit him, and now that he mentioned cutting off his ear, naturally no one suspected anything.
After a while, someone in the crowd finally stood up and said: "I... I have Master Yan's phone number, don't hurt Young Master Yan."
Beep beep!
The phone connected, and a voice full of vicissitudes came through: "Little Tiger, at this time you're making a call, that bastard kid must have gotten into some kind of trouble again."
"Just help him get out of trouble, and when he comes back, I'll have his skin peeled off."
"Master Yan's family... this time I really can't handle it." The middle-aged man, known as Little Tiger, said with a sorrowful face.
Including Yan Shao's framing of Li Bingqing.
On the other end of the phone, there was an obvious silence before a cold voice spoke up: "I don't care about any Ling Dashi, if my son loses even one hair, the Yan family will make sure he has no place to rest in death."
"Quite domineering."
Ling Hao's voice was indifferent and resonated clearly, his fingers slightly pointed, a crescent-shaped internal energy suddenly swept towards Yan Shao.
Pfft!
Blood splattered everywhere, Yan Shao let out a mournful and piercing cry, one of his ears had already been severed from his head.
"My...my ears."
A sharp pain came, Yan Shao shouted two sentences and immediately fainted.
The room was left with only silence and heavy breathing.
"Now he's short one ear, and in ten minutes, it'll continue. Ling Mou's words count." Ling Hao leaned back in his chair, waiting for the other party's response.
"Alright... very well, I, Yan Nan Tian, will personally go and find it. I'll give you 10 billion, but you must bring it back with your life."
The phone hung up directly, and everyone's gaze at Linghao was filled with horror.
"Ling Da Shi... I'd rather not see him."
When he heard that Yan Nan Tian was coming, Secretary Huang immediately stood up to persuade him: "It's better for enemies to forgive and not to be resentful, after all, they are also investing in our Longjiang City."
Upon hearing Secretary Huang's words, Deputy Director Tian immediately chimed in: "Master Ling, please show your magnanimity and spare Yan Shao for now. We can discuss other matters when the master of the Yan family arrives."
Yan Nan Tian personally came, this is not a small matter, the Yan family also has a strong position in Xishan Province.
If Ling Hao strikes again now, there will be no room for recovery later on.
Investment in a bubble is not mentioned, it is very likely that a major homicide case will occur, pushing Longjiang City to the forefront of national attention.
This is what they least want to see.
Upon hearing the two men's words, Ling Hao swept a glance at Secretary Huang, his mouth corners twitching slightly: "When Li Bingqing was wronged in the detention room, did anyone speak up for her?"
"A conscientious people's police officer, a grassroots policeman, if it weren't for us, even if they knew about it, would still turn a blind eye."
"Now, let's get around him and let me off, who gave us the courage?"
"Secretary Huang, if the victim was his daughter or wife, would he choose to forgive?"
Ling Hao coldly said a sentence without any emotion.
Inside the room, Ling Hao's words also became as cold as a winter month.
Yes, it was almost their loved ones who were harmed.
If it were their own family members, they would probably do the same thing.
The premise is that you must have Linghao's ability to do so.
(End of chapter)
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