Chapter Thirty-Eight: I'm Not the Eighth Master, My Name Is Little Eight!

Xie Lingtian and Shu Ya persuaded Li Yan for a long time before she agreed to take a long leave and move to the villa.

As soon as he got home, Xie Lingtian received a call from Su Ruicheng, but the person who spoke was not him.

Hanging up the phone, Xie Lingtian told his mother that Su Ruicheng had something to do with him, and he would go back as soon as he went, so that she didn't have to worry.

But Shu Ya was keenly aware of the change in Xie Lingtian's expression, so she asked before he got into the car.

"What's going on? Are they looking for you? ”

"No, it's my friend who borrowed a loan shark and was deducted, so I'm going to pick him up."

"Loan sharks? How much does it cost? ”

"I don't know, don't worry about it, I'll take care of it."

"Good...... Stay safe. ”

Xie Lingtian nodded to indicate that he knew, and then drove away.

Half an hour later, Xie Lingtian came to the destination provided by the other party, but stopped on a country road.

He immediately called Su Ruicheng's phone.

"What about people?"

"Arrived? It's pretty fast. The man opposite laughed and said, "Put your car on the side of the road and take our car up the mountain!" ”

Within five minutes, a Mitsubishi SUV was seen driving from the right side of the road.

After Xie Lingtian got into the car, the vehicle turned around east and west, walked up the mountain, and stopped after more than ten minutes.

Xie Lingtian followed the three of them out of the car and looked forward.

Under the cover of night, a flat-roofed brick house with several glass windows dimly lit.

There was a sound of a fierce dog barking in the corner of the house, and there were young people standing next to him smoking cigarettes, looking like they were looking at the wind.

When a few young people saw the people getting out of the car, they hurriedly said hello.

Xiao Young opened the door, and Xie Lingtian followed a few people in.

Sure enough, it was a small DU workshop.

Xie Lingtian and a few people walked through the first room, and the people playing cards and the horses watching the stadium paid attention to him one after another, and some people ridiculed him.

"Yo, there's another fat sheep, tsk."

Xie Lingtian didn't want to pay attention to these stupid X, he just looked around indifferently and walked straight inside.

"Let's go inside!"

Ma Tsai opened the second door and pushed him in, but he didn't push him, and he couldn't help frowning.

Xie Ling Tianhan glanced at the horse, and the horse boy was suddenly silent.

Xie Lingtian took a few steps forward and lifted the curtain of the factory partition, the room was full of smoke and air conditioning.

When he raised his eyes, more than a dozen people inside also stopped their movements and stared at him tightly.

There are three mahjong tables in the room, as well as a dilapidated Texas Hold'em poker table.

On the chair in the middle sat a man with his head lowered, soaking wet, and his body trembling slightly, it was Su Ruicheng.

Next to Su Ruicheng sat a young man with a spider tattooed on his face, stroking a big black dog beside him.

When the big black dog saw a stranger coming in, he barked wildly.

Su Ruicheng also noticed that someone was coming in, and hurriedly raised his head, and saw Xie Lingtian who came alone, and his heart was mixed.

"Lingtian, I really can't help it, so I called you...... Don't blame me~" Su Ruicheng said in a choked voice.

Xie Lingtian walked straight forward, but was blocked by a few horses next to him.

I saw that the invisible Qingxuan Qi on his body was suddenly released, and a fierce killing intent instantly shook back several people and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?!" The man with the spider on his face was startled, and hurriedly untied the iron chain on the big black dog, and the big black dog immediately roared and rushed towards Xie Lingtian.

Xie Lingtian's eyes were full of greenness, and he drank in a deep voice: "Get out!" ”

The big black dog fell to the ground like a lightning strike, whining and screaming, incontinence, trembling for a few seconds, and then immediately ran away with his tail between his legs and disappeared at the door.

All the ponies were stunned, their colors changed, and they began to pull out their machetes vigilantly.

Su Ruicheng's eyes were also full of consternation.

Xie Lingtian continued to walk forward, and the man with the tattoo on his face was the first to react.

"Damn, hack him to death!"

When the horses heard this, they shouted and rushed with their knives.

Xie Lingtian's expression did not change, and he still walked forward, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body exuded a chilling aura.

Just as the swords of the crowd were about to touch his clothes, suddenly he moved.

He was extremely fast, his right hand was clenched into a fist, his left palm was flattened, and his palm was facing outward, and he punched the chest of the nearest horse boy who rushed in front of him.

"Bang ——!"

The man flew out like a cannonball, knocked down several people behind him and the mahjong table, and smashed against the wall, already unconscious.

The rest of the horses gasped when they saw this, but they were not afraid, but rushed up and brandished their machetes.

The people in the outhouse heard the sound of a fierce fight coming from inside and immediately rushed in.

In the meantime, someone shouted, 'Call the eighth master!' ’

But in an instant, it was immediately drowned out by a series of collisions and wails.

The sound resounded on the empty hilltops around them, and the whole building seemed to sway slightly.

A moment later, Xie Lingtian stood beside Su Ruicheng, while the arrogant and domineering horses just now fell to the ground and wailed, covering their injuries and moaning in pain.

Su Ruicheng was stupid.

Xie Lingtian stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes coldly scanning the audience, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Then he looked at the young man with a spider tattoo on his face and asked, "Are you the boss?" ”

"No... It's not, it's... It's the eighth master! A tooth fell out of the man's mouth, and his mouth was covered in blood.

As he spoke, several headlights came in through the broken glass window, and several groups of people quickly got out of the car.

It seems that there are people with dirt shotguns or something like that, smashing broken glass.

"Whoever ™ is looking for death dares to make trouble in my field!"

A cacophony came from far and near, accompanied by a slightly cold voice suddenly coming from outside the door.

I saw a man wearing short-sleeved pants and a stud nose ring through the window.

The others also have dragons and tigers tattooed on their arms or carved skull totems.

But when the man with the nose ring at the head saw the miserable situation of dozens of his subordinates, he couldn't help but gasp, and hurriedly looked at the only person standing in front of him.

"You're the eighth master?" Xie Lingtian walked slowly towards the other party.

"You kid kneel down for me, or I'll crash you!" The man with the earth shotgun beside the eighth master scared viciously.

The eighth master's eyes were not very good, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes instantly widened, and he hurriedly pressed down the shotgun of the horse boy next to him.

Suddenly, the eighth master knelt down on his knees and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Brother Lingtian spare your life! Hachi doesn't know it's you, please let me go! ”

The eighth master squeezed his tears, and his forehead slammed heavily on the cold and hard cement floor.

All the horses were confused by the eighth master's actions, and they didn't know where the other party came from, so they made the eighth master afraid of becoming like this.

Xie Lingtian didn't stop, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked down at him, thinking to himself that this person knew himself?

"Hachi? Aren't you the eighth master? How did you change your name? Xie Lingtian chuckled.

The eighth master's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "No, no, no, no, I'm not the eighth master, I'm the little eight!" You're the master! I'm damned, I'm a bastard, sir, don't bother with me. ”

He kowtowed a few more times, and his forehead was already swollen.