"Grass! This kid is too jumpy! It's all over for him! ”

As soon as Ling Tian left, Dong Chun immediately complained to his "good brother" Lion, and he was wronged.

"You're not convinced? Then I'll help you call him back, and you will break his head again? ”

The lion was annoyed when he saw Dong Chun's B-like, and he didn't give him good words.

"I ······!" Dong Chun opened his mouth and was about to pretend to be forced.

"Alright, I don't know about you yet." The lion interrupted him with an unkind face and whispered, "You are like this, and you will ······ then."

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That's it, since the meeting was held that day, and the territory was divided.

For the next period of time, Ling Tian had been training with Che Si in the hall.

took over the turf and business matters, and handed them over to Zhang Zhan, and asked him to take Liu Hong and some other reliable younger brothers in the museum to do it.

The training during this period of time can be called cruel, Ling Tian practiced his kung fu hard every day under the supervision of Che Si, and he wanted to formally and systematically learn the Lei family's martial arts - Fuhu Dragon Catcher.

The most important thing in cultivating a grappler is to practice his strength, and Che Si specially made several sandbags for Ling Tian, one of which was twenty catties, and five leather finger covers were tied to it.

Ling Tian put five fingers into it, and then grabbed it and lifted it up, four hundred a day, two hundred for his left hand and two hundred for his right hand.

Another is physical training, every morning before six o'clock to get up, with the thirteenth and fourteenth children in the hall to practice morning exercises, practice muscles, tie horse steps, play routines.

This set has already made Ling Tian pull his crotch, and that's not all.

After resting at night, I still have to memorize acupuncture points, memorize formulas, and memorize routines, I can't steal a little lazy, and after a period of time, the people who toss Ling Tian are not ghosts.

On this day, Ling Tian was training shirtless in the hall on the first floor of the martial arts hall.

A thief-headed young man walked in with two followers, and the young man looked around and found that Che Si and the others were not there, only Ling Tian was practicing alone with a sandbag.

So he walked over with someone.

"Brother Tian! Practice. The young man bared his teeth and greeted Ling Tian.

"Poof!"

Ling Tian put down the sandbag tied to his hand, raised his head, and asked with a breath, "What's the matter?" ”

Ling Tian knew the young man in front of him, this kid belonged to Dong Chun's group, what was his name······ What is it called?

"Brother Tian, I'll ask you to pay your dues." Ermeng led the two young men and said with yellow teeth.

"What dues?" Ling Tian twisted his neck and asked with a frown.

"Oh, it's an organization founded by Brother Lion, called the Thunderbolt Elite Society." Ermeng explained with a grin: "Those who are qualified to join the club are the elite ······ of our Lei family."

"Are you in the club?" Ling Tian asked suddenly.

"Ah······ I, I'm here. ”

"That's fine."

As soon as Ling Tian heard that Er Meng was also a member of the Elite Association, he directly lowered his head and began to practice, and he already knew a rough idea in his heart.

In the previous exchanges with Liu Hong, Zhang Zhan and others, Ling Tian had already heard of this so-called "Thunderbolt Elite Association".

This organization is a small circle led by Lion and Dong Chun among the young people under Lei Zhen's sect, and it can also be said to be a small club, which is joined by some young people who play well, and everyone shares resources and helps each other.

And the reason why Zhang Zhan, Liu Hong and others are marginalized is because they don't have the money to pay this due, and they don't have the conditions to play in any circle.

"Who told you to ask me for this money?"

Ling Tian knew that if he was alone and he had twenty guts, he wouldn't dare to ask for money from him, there must be something else going on.

"Oh, it was Brother Chun who asked me to collect it." Er Meng did not shy away from it, and directly reported Dong Chun's name.

"You asked him to ask me for the money himself." Ling Tian shook his palms, carried the sandbag, and began to practice the next group, saying with sweat on his head.

"Oh, Brother Chun is in charge of collecting the general ledger, it's enough to come to the museum today, you can give it to me directly, haha."

Er Meng still had a smile on his face, but the two young men behind him were obviously a little impatient, and stood on the ground, shaking their heads and tails, as if they had no bones.

"Then you can go to my cupboard and get it yourself." Ling Tian looked at the three of them and smiled.

"Okay." Ermeng nodded, thinking that this B can really ink, and it takes a few hundred yuan to collect this.

Next to the training ground, there is a row of cabinets, most of which are filled with the personal belongings of the trainees.

Ermeng led the people, walked straight to Ling Tian's cabinet, and pulled it open.

But the contents were startled, there was no money in the cabinet at all, and there were only two pitch-black five-four hand Qs neatly placed inside, a multi-functional belt with six spare magazines, and a silver-white wind listening knife.

The firearms and knives on Ling Tian's body were all those who had killed people and seen blood.

Therefore, as soon as the cabinet was opened, a cold wind floated out, and the crotch of the two fierce pants was cold, and the cabinet was hurriedly closed.

As the saying goes, "a soldier bears, a nest of bears!" Ermeng ate with Dong Chun's buttocks, and Ling Tian could tell at a glance that he was a "noodle goods"!

It is true that Er Meng and these boys have lived in a safe zone since they were children, and if they can win five of the twenty or so fights in the Internet café, it will be considered a big victory, let alone ask Ling Tian to collect protection money.

There was no money in the cabinet, and he was startled by Ling Tian's gunfire, so Er Meng had to turn around to find Ling Tian with his crotch in his pants.

"Brother Tian, there's no money in the cabinet······" The second rubbed his hands together violently, and his face was full of sneers.

"Huh? No money? No, I can't! I remember there was. Ling Tian looked puzzled.

"It's okay, Brother Tian, let's go first, let's talk about it when you have time, hehe." After speaking, Er Meng directly turned around and left with people.

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In the parking lot downstairs of the martial arts hall, Er Meng took people into the car and called Dong Chun directly.

"Hey."

"Brother Chun, he won't pay it!"

"Don't pay? Didn't you tell him that the lion was the president? As soon as Dong Chun heard this, he didn't expect that Ling Tian would not give the lion this face.

"That's it! I've made it clear, he still won't hand it in, and he's still showing his gun! "Ermeng screamed and was aggrieved.

"Still a gun?" Dong Chun was furious when he heard this: "Why are you showing a gun for a few hundred yuan?" It's against him! Alright, you don't care. ”

After speaking, Dong Chun hung up the phone directly, turned his head to the lion next to him and said: "You ask him, he took the call, this stupid B is young in the end, not only did he not pay the money, but he also used a gun to scare them." ”

The lion snuffed out the cigarette butt and signaled Dong Chun to be restless, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Ling Tian's number.

"Hey."

"Hey, oh my God! I am a lion. ”

"I know, what instructions? Brother. Ling Tian had just finished taking a shower and was wiping his head with a towel.

"It's not a big deal, I heard that Ermeng's kid ran to you to ask for money?" The lion asked with a grin.

"Yes, it was said that you set up an organization and asked me to pay the money, but I was just about to hand it over to him and he didn't accept it, so I left directly, and I was completely blinded."

"Hahaha, it's right if you don't pay it, Ermeng, this kid is also a tiger, how can anyone ask for money casually." The lion scolded Er Meng on the phone: "We have to pay attention to voluntary membership." ”

"Hahaha, it's good to join! I'm willing to join, brother, you don't know anything! I think when I was a university student outside the ward, I also ran for the president of the student council! Ling Tian bared his big teeth and began to brag B.

The lion laughed when he heard this, thinking that this dog basket can really be filled, why are you still in college, and you are running for the student union, and you can write the word college enough.

"That's good, you can do this, Xiaotian, at nine o'clock tonight, you come to the royal family and nobles entertainment club, I invite you to drink, and lead you to the circle of young people who know us."

On the phone, the lion sent an invitation to Ling Tian.

"Okay, nine o'clock in the evening, resplendent gold, see you or leave!" Ling Tian held the phone between his shoulders, lowered his head and put on his pants, and agreed to come down.

Hung up the phone, and the two people next to the phone restrained their smiles together.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, I'll go to meet you tonight." Ling Tian looked at the screen of his mobile phone and pulled out the Wind Listening Knife.

"Boom!"

The sound of the knife was crisp, and the snowy sword light reflected on Ling Tian's face, illuminating two points of coldness!