"You're really shameless. You pieces of trash want to take something that belongs to me?" Ling Yun didn't hold back as he laughed coldly.
No matter how well someone talked, if their fists couldn't live up to the fight at the critical moment, it was useless. With two punches, Ling Yun crippled Cheng Gangxiong's arm.
Cheng Gangxiong suffered critical injuries from Ling Yun's attacks. His energy center and meridians were damaged. For a moment, he couldn't move or talk at all. He could only vomit blood.
Long Tianjiao's expression changed. "Brother Ling, Uncle Cheng was only a little rash just now. He didn't want to hurt you. But you, how could you…"
Ling Yun couldn't be bothered to spare him another word. He replied plainly, "Long Tianjiao, before I really get mad, you'd better leave as soon as you can. If you don't, I'll beat you up too!"