The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

A group of big-headed men surrounded Ling Cheng in the blink of an eye, but they did not move and stared at him eagerly.

A fat white man came out of the crowd with a pistol, walked up to Ling Cheng, looked at him unscrupulously and asked, "Are you Ling?"

"I was right, and my name is Ling Cheng. Thank you." Ling Cheng replied with a smile.

Seeing Ling Cheng, who was still smiling calmly while being surrounded by them, Fatty Bai felt insulted.

His big face was fiercely close to Ling Cheng's and he said gloomily, "I have to say that you are really brave, but I will let you know the consequences of offending our New York gang soon."

The fat head, big ears, and fleshy face look like a Peppa Pig, and with the rough skin and weird tattoos, he looks like a wild Peppa Pig. Has Peppa traveled through Marvel? Looking at the fat face that almost touched his own, Ling Cheng's face turned pale with fright.

Seemingly satisfied with the effect of his threats, Ye Peiqi took a few steps back and stated his purpose, "If you don't want to suffer, just hand over the martial arts gym and pay 30 yuan to make amends, and I will consider letting you go."

"No wonder you, the wild Peppa Pig, talk so much nonsense. You originally had this idea. Get out of here right away. I can consider letting you go," Ling Cheng said disdainfully. He was so disgusted by the fat face that he couldn't suppress the urge to flatten him.

Although he didn't know what Peppa Pig was, Ye Peggy understood the arrogant words behind him. With a ferocious expression, he raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Ling Cheng and roared, "Stupid Chinaman, do you think you can be arrogant in front of me if you know how to do some kung fu? Bullets will make you aware of the situation."

When Ye Peiqi pointed the gun at Ling Cheng, Ling Cheng had already moved. He really couldn't block the bullet, but he could guarantee that the bullet wouldn't hit him.

Two bags of garbage filled with wine bottles were thrown to the opposite side by him. The plastic bags were torn halfway after being thrown. Under Ling Cheng's huge force, the bottles were smashed into the crowd like cannonballs. Many unlucky people were killed. The bottle smashed his head to pieces and blood flowed, and he covered his head and wailed. More people were stunned for a moment, then took out long guns and short cannons and shot at Ling Cheng. The scene was chaotic.

Ling Cheng dodged behind the bunker and felt bitter in his heart when he heard the cannon fire. He really didn't want to do anything in his own home, because he still had to clean up the mess himself. Ling Cheng really didn't take the gangsters in the hall seriously. , what he needs to pay attention to is not to kill someone accidentally.

At this point, Ling Cheng decided to fight quickly. With his super physical fitness and the agility bonus of the snake power beast, Ling Cheng changed positions between the bunkers like a shadow.

Locking on a black man who was reloading in the periphery, Ling Cheng activated Mai Zhuo's skill "Iron-Blooded Assault" and quickly charged forward. The energy blade condensed in his hand directly swiped the opponent's wrist, and the palm of his hand dropped the weapon. The black man covered his broken arm and let out an extremely miserable cry.

Ling Cheng, who entered the crowd, knocked down one by one like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Soon, all the gangsters who had been so aggressive just now were lying on the ground and rolling around.

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Ling Cheng looked around with a strange look on his face. Two people were dead. But Ling Cheng swore that he definitely didn't do it. Judging from the bullet holes on their bodies, it was obvious that they were accidentally injured by their own people.

"You're so stupid," Ling Cheng cursed secretly, and found Ye Peiqi, who had been hit on the head by a wine bottle at the beginning and then punched by himself, who was wailing on the ground.

"Brother, look at the price I paid, are you satisfied?" Ling Cheng asked with a smile as he sat on Ye Peiqi's back.

Looking at Ling Cheng's devilish smile, Ye Peiqi felt that today was simply the end of the world. For God's sake, dozens of his fully armed men were easily killed by a Chinese who was the son of a small martial arts master and knew some kung fu. Now he is sitting on his back and talking to himself with a smile. .

"I admit that you are not an ordinary person, but don't be complacent. I am just a small boss. My boss, Jin, is not someone you can offend." Ye Peiqi threatened without giving up.

"Jin Bing, the underground emperor of New York," Ling Cheng whispered. Of course Jin Bin Lingcheng knows that the Marvel world is famous for its mini-boss.

"You'd better let me go. Otherwise, my boss will definitely avenge me," Ye Peiqi quickly added when she saw that Ling Cheng seemed to have heard about the reputation of her boss.

"You've already said that you are the little boss. I'm afraid your boss can't even remember your name." Seeing this wild Peggy speaking back, Ling Cheng's hand ignited with green flames. Put it in front of Ye Peggy's fat face

"Originally, I didn't want to argue with you. I would let you go if I asked a few questions, but you still dare to speak harshly. You talk too much, so I'd better kill you."

"Don't kill me. Whatever you want to ask, as long as I know it, I will tell you." Ye Peiqi shouted hurriedly

"I ask you, were you responsible for my parents' car accident?"

"It wasn't us. Although our goal is to take down the martial arts gym, we haven't reached that point yet."

"That means we will reach that point sooner or later, right?" Ling Cheng's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"It's really not us. The person who killed your parents was a fugitive. I can help you find him. If I find him, I will bring him to you immediately," Ye Peiqi said quickly. He was afraid that Ling Cheng would kill him easily once he knew the answer, so he quickly showed his role.

"Very good, bring that person to me and we will be clean. Don't provoke me again, understand? Trust me, you will really die next time." Ling Cheng stood up after pondering for a while. .

Then Ling Cheng went upstairs directly. After a while, there was no sound downstairs, then he went downstairs with a broom. Looking at the messy hall, he smiled bitterly and said, "This is the price of pretending."

Ling Cheng was rolling up his sleeves and getting started, but someone else came uninvited. He stopped what he was doing and looked at the Asian young man who quickly walked up to him and looked at him with admiration. He was the one who was beaten in the alley. There was also a black man with dreadlocks beside him.

"Something's wrong," Ling Cheng said doubtfully.

"I saw those gangsters fleeing. Did you do it alone? It was too fierce. I heard people said that this martial arts gym is just a decoration. I didn't expect that there are real martial arts masters. Master, I want to learn martial arts and Chinese Kung Fu." Please accept me."

Looking at the excited compatriot Ling Cheng in front of him, he was speechless. I heard that in Hell's Kitchen, eight out of ten Chinese people who were thrown a stone would be the protagonists. It seems that I am still a middle-aged person when I meet two of them.

Ling Cheng, a second-year middle school boy who looked at his black companions who were looking at him expectantly, should have refused decisively, but when he saw the messy hall from the corner of his eye, he immediately changed his mind.

"If you want to practice martial arts, you must first endure hardship. Do you really want to learn kung fu?" Ling Cheng said seriously.

"Yes, master, I want to learn kung fu," the Chinese said seriously in Chinese

"You're like a wet tiger, hold your kung fu and learn kung fu." The black man parroted messily.

"Well, let's clean the hall first." Ling Cheng threw the broom to them when they were confused, turned around and left.

"The Kung Fu in our martial arts studio is extremely destructive. If you want to learn Kung Fu, you must first learn how to clean up the battlefield. This is one of the compulsory subjects in our martial arts gym. Do you understand?"

Ling Cheng added and leisurely went upstairs.

Two young middle school students were left standing there stunned with admiration. .