Chapter 27: The Moody Liang Tianlong

  After Peng Long left Yang Xuan's advertising studio, he immediately had someone deal with the matter entrusted by Wu Rui. As a result, he was informed that the police had withdrawn their charges, which made him stunned for a moment. Was there something fishy about that young man? However, it was not the time to think about this now. He hastily found a hospital to treat his wound and then hurried back to report Yang Xuan and Wu Rui's affairs to the leader of the gang.

  The leader of the Mountain Dragon Gang, Liang Tianlong, is a 40-year-old middle-aged man who does not have the imagined ferocity and majesty, but rather a refined and cultured gentleman. He wears a Changshan suit that gives people the impression of being an elegant man, which has nothing to do with being the leader of a gang.

  But it can be said that people cannot be judged by appearance, Liang Tianlong is not as gentle and kind on the surface, under this good skin hides cruelty, ruthlessness, and a bloodthirsty frenzy.

  "You said, Yang Xiang found the divine doctor? And even planted a death move on you?" Liang Tianlong's voice was very calm, but under this calmness was an unparalleled majesty, a breath that made one's heart palpitate spreading throughout the entire hall.

  "It's... it's really the master, I absolutely dare not exaggerate in the slightest, every word I say is true!" Peng Long pressed his head to the ground, his body trembling with fear, and large beads of sweat quickly soaked through the back of his shirt. Liang Tianlong's unpredictable temper and ruthless methods made Peng Long feel extremely uneasy at this moment.

  "Is it real or not, you'll know after seeing it, right?" Liang Tianlong smiled, revealing a seemingly warm but actually bloody smile, and then patted his palm against the back.

  “Creak...” With the sound of a door opening, a black-robed figure slowly emerged from the side, wearing a bamboo hat that obscured their face. However, an aura of evil instantly filled the entire hall, making Peng Long almost suffocate, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

  The newcomer is a worship of the Shanlong Gang, except for Liang Tianlong, no one has seen his true face, nor does anyone know his identity. Peng Long only knows that this person is very powerful and more inhuman than Liang Tianlong. No matter what your identity is, you will die if you provoke him. He is a forbidden existence at the high level of the Shanlong Gang, and no one dares to reveal any information about him. Mysterious, powerful, devilish are all his aliases.

  "What brings you to me?" A voice that seemed to come from hell emerged from the black-robed figure, a voice that was neither male nor female, neither old nor young, giving people only one feeling - eerie, as if not from this world.

  Liang Tianlong was already accustomed to the terrifying aura of the black-robed man. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Peng Long below, saying: "Check his body."

  The man in black didn't say a word and walked directly to Peng Long's side, extending a bony hand from his black robe and placing it on Peng Long's back.

  Peng Long shuddered again, his body trembling even more violently, but he didn't dare to show any disobedience.

  "Ah..."

  Peng Long let out a miserable cry and instantly fell to the ground. Just now, he felt a cold energy emanating from the black-robed man's hand, directly entering his body, and then turning into countless small insects that were frantically crawling inside him.

  This feeling made Peng Long terrified, but he could only helplessly howl in despair. If Wu Rui's Heart-Rending Five Needles were a pain that tore the heart and lungs, making one's soul tremble, then at this moment Peng Long felt like he was worse off than dead, his body as if being torn to shreds bit by bit. The Heart-Rending Five Needles were mainly used for punishment, to rectify the air of justice, but the Black Robed Man's move was simply to make one despair, ruthless and inhumane, two extremely different concepts.

  Fortunately for Peng Long, this evil energy was quickly withdrawn by the black-robed man, and the feeling of dizziness made him fall to the ground completely motionless. If it weren't for his breathing, others would have thought he had lost his breath.

  Liang Tianlong raised an eyebrow and asked, "How is it?"

  "There is a powerful energy in the heart, which may erupt at any time and will be fatal." The black-robed man's voice was still devoid of emotion, making it impossible to discern his feelings.

  "... Upon hearing this, Peng Long's body trembled with a chill, although he had expected as much, but now that it was confirmed, his heart still felt cold. He decided to go find Wu Rui early the next morning to dispel this energy, or else he would be unable to eat or sleep."

  "Ah?" The Liang Tianlong above was shocked by the words, when did Goose City have such a character, and the other party also had conflicting interests with himself. This feeling is not very good, at this time Liang Tianlong can no longer maintain his elegance, and asked the black-robed man in a low voice: "Who is stronger between you two?"

  "I don't know." The man in black robes responded without turning his head and walked towards the back room, but when he stepped into the room, he suddenly turned his head and said, "If possible, try not to provoke this person."

  "...Liang Tianlong's expression turned solemn, he didn't rush to respond, and only after the black-robed man closed the door did he coldly smile to himself, muttering: "The strong? What I, Liang Tianlong, love most is trampling the strong under my feet!"

  "......Master, can I be excused first?" At this time, Peng Long from below also stood up panting heavily, humbly bowing his head to ask for permission.

  "Retreat?" Liang Tianlong seemed to have heard something amusing, and with a slow opening of his mouth, he said: "I've seen many ways of dying, being burned alive, buried alive, beheaded, etc., but I've never seen anyone die from having their heart meridians shattered. It's really quite intriguing."

  With a "splat", the cold sweat on Peng Long's forehead fell, and he immediately knelt down in fear: "Master...master, I am loyal and devoted to you, please don't let me die. From now on, I will do my best to serve you, even as a slave or servant, I am willing to do so with all my heart, please don't let me die!"

  "What's there to be afraid of? You've killed at least eight people, and you're still afraid of death? It's just death, what's the big deal?" Liang Tianlong showed no mercy, his face full of mockery as he gazed down at Peng Long, who was trembling with fear. He thoroughly enjoyed this feeling, the feeling of being in control of life and death.

  "No..." Peng Long let out a desperate roar, and somehow found the strength to suddenly turn around and charge towards the gate.

  "Hmph!" Liang Tianlong let out a cold snort, his eyes observing with indifference.

  "Get down!" The two guards at the door shouted in unison, their long batons sweeping towards Peng Long's knees - "Crack! Crack!"

  "Ahh!!!!!!" His legs were crippled, Peng Long wailed repeatedly, but his desire to escape was not reduced in the slightest. Knowing he couldn't escape, he still instinctively crawled towards the gate.

  Just then, a faint voice came from behind: "Peng Long, I remember you have a cousin named Peng Jing, right?"

  "No! Liang Tiandong, you can't do this! Peng Jing is innocent! He's innocent!" Peng Long's eyes were red, and he knelt down on both knees, loudly protesting to Liang Tiandong. At this moment, he regretted his past choices. Even if he didn't become rich and powerful, what was the big deal? In today's society, as long as one was willing to put in some effort, they could live a comfortable life. Although they might not hold great power, spend large sums of money, or sleep with beautiful women, couldn't they simply marry, have children, support their elderly parents, and raise their offspring, living a simple and honest life?

  Now, what has his loyal and diligent service earned him? Just because of his master's single sentence wanting to see how he would die with a shattered heart, Peng Long regrets it! Is this really the evil being rewarded with evil?

  In the face of Peng Long's resentful gaze, Liang Tianlong not only didn't get angry, but instead seemed to enjoy it, smiling slyly: "I know Peng Jing is innocent. As long as you die obediently for me to see, I won't kill him. Instead, I'll help him take your current position and cultivate him into an excellent boss. What do you think?"

  "No! I don't want him to become like me, just please let him go, even if it means driving him out of Goose City!" Peng Long shook his head in despair. He didn't hope that his younger cousin would follow in his footsteps. He knew that Liang Tianlong was cultivating Peng Jing not out of kindness, but to raise a thug for himself, just like he had done with Peng Long, who could die at any moment due to his mercurial temper.

  "This leaves you no choice! Hmph!" Liang Tianlong sneered, then ordered the two men holding Peng Long: "Lock him in the dungeon and take good care of him. When the energy inside his body is about to erupt, report to me immediately, don't make any mistakes!"

  "Yes, Master!" The two men responded in unison with expressionless faces and forcibly dragged the loudly arguing Peng Long away.

  Dead men have no emotions, they only instinctively execute their master's orders, and the consequence of saying half a word is beheading.

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  PS: Sorry for the delay in update today due to something unexpected came up.