Chapter 100: Meng Long Returns to His Senses

  Hiss...

  A middle-aged man swung his claws and unexpectedly tore off a corner of Yang Ai's clothes.

  "Hmph, it seems your skills are nothing to write home about. I've said it before, people like you who resort to bullying others just because you outnumber them, what real abilities do you have? A piece of trash like you, I can take down hundreds of you alone." The middle-aged man's expression was arrogant as he grabbed the tattered cloth in his hand, blew on it, and then tossed it into the air, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt for Yang Ai.

  I'm furious!

  Yang Ai's face turned red with anger.

  Since he was reborn from crossing over, when had anyone ever looked at him like this?

  He tore off the already broken clothes on his body, threw them to the ground, and said to the middle-aged man: [Don't be too arrogant, being too arrogant will get you struck by lightning.]

  The middle-aged man pointed to his own nose with his thumb and hummed: [I'm crazy, what do you want? Today I will use my fists to tell you what justice is.]

  [Justice?] Yang Ai stretched his body, saying in a gloomy tone: [Listen up, I'm telling you now, mess with me and you'll regret it.] As he spoke, he sprang into the air, unleashing a flurry of kicks that shot straight towards the middle-aged man's head, creating a series of sonic booms.

  The middle-aged man didn't expect his opponent to use a move he had used before, and for a moment, he couldn't think of anything else, so he could only retreat while blocking.

  But Yang Ai's attack was continuous, a flurry of kicks and punches, followed by another knee strike that shot straight at the middle-aged man's chest. This move was something he had learned from Muay Thai, too ferocious, the middle-aged man didn't even have time to dodge, could only use both hands to protect his chest, making a defensive posture.

  *pffft*

  With one blow, the middle-aged man suddenly lost control of his body and retreated four or five steps in a row, feeling numbness in both arms and a surge of blood and energy in his chest.

  In the midst of retreating, a middle-aged man secretly thought to himself: [What great strength. Is this young man a Taurus or is he a Leo? Otherwise, where would he get such great strength from?] Before the middle-aged man could even catch his breath, Yang Ai's hands shot out like a cheetah and attacked him.

  A middle-aged man with a fiery passion, facing a strong attack, instead of retreating, he advanced forward, and with a powerful slash, he broke through the air and pressed down towards Yang Ai's forehead.

  Yang Ai's mouth corner revealed a hint of cruelty, thinking to himself, "You're quite skilled, but just have bad luck, running into me. He then placed his hands horizontally in front of him, forcefully blocking the middle-aged man's high-pressure chop. Next, he tightly grabbed the middle-aged man's right leg and pulled with force, slamming him heavily onto the ground.

  Yang Ai Feng, who had been harboring a bellyful of anger, would not let him off easily.

  In this way, a young man grabbed the right leg of a middle-aged man and slammed him to the ground repeatedly.

  The poor middle-aged man was in close contact with the balcony floor again and again.

  You've already lost! Yang Ai suddenly threw the middle-aged man up with force, then leaped up herself, and immediately followed with a Sky-Piercing Cannon Fist.

  The middle-aged man seemed to be fine on the surface, but in reality he had already suffered a severe injury. At this moment, he was the opponent of this fierce and abnormal boxing technique. A cannon punch came down, and his whole body was blown up into the air, heavily falling to the ground. The scene suddenly fell silent, especially the younger brothers of the Hongxing Society, who were even more shocked by this big boss.

  Yang Ai stepped forward with big strides, pointed to himself with his thumb and smiled slightly: "Now I declare that justice is on my side."

  The words were spoken with a voice like thunder, shaking one's ears and making them want to become deaf.

  The middle-aged man struggled to get up and couldn't help but say: [I won't lose, absolutely won't.]

  Today, you not only lost to me, but also lost in your own hands, because you are too arrogant. Do you know that a proud army will surely be defeated? This is an eternal truth. As for this middle-aged man, Yang Aiqian still had some good feelings about him, but this guy didn't recognize the height of heaven and earth, and actually dared to provoke himself.

  "You want to say something sarcastic? I didn't lose, I didn't lose," said the middle-aged man loudly.

  A martial artist, if he can't even lose with dignity, then he doesn't deserve to be a true strongman. Violence is one way to solve problems, but it's not the only way. Yang Aiqian sneered at the middle-aged man.

  A middle-aged man said loudly: [What's the point of saying this? Are you humiliating me or sympathizing with me?]

  No!

  What do you want to do?

  You come with me from now on, I need a driver and bodyguard.

  What? Follow you?

  What? You don't agree?

  Why should I follow you?

  Because you follow me, I will let you get what you want.

  "I want money, how much can you give me?" said the middle-aged man.

  "You can name your own price." said Yang Aiqian.

  Give me 200,000 and this life of mine is yours. The middle-aged man said with a burst of words.

  "Alright, I'll give you 500,000 yuan at once and then 10,000 yuan every month, how about that? Yang Aiqian wasn't short of money, but rather people who were loyal."

  Really?

  "Of course, I'm not short of money, and besides, I don't need to cheat you," Yang Aiqian said.

  Alright, I'm in. The middle-aged man nodded heavily because he needed the money.

  "Now you can tell me your name, right?" Yang Aiqian asked.

  Boss, my real name is Meng Long, you can call me Ah Long. said the middle-aged man.

  A Long, when can you go to work?

  "Boss, can you give me three days off? I have something to take care of at home," said Meng Long with a troubled expression.

  Alright!

  Thank you boss!

  Here is the translation:

  "Take this money." Yang Aiqian had just secretly used his telepathy and already knew that Long Meng wanted 200,000 because his wife was seriously ill and needed money for medical treatment, and he also had a daughter who needed care. After seeing that Long Meng was too embarrassed to ask for the money, he decided to be kind once.

  Boss, you...

  I know you need money, this 500,000 is what you deserve, take it. Yang Aiqian handed the check she had just filled out to Meng Long.

  Thank you boss. Meng Long was so moved that he couldn't speak anymore.

  Alright, it's all settled then. Everyone can disperse now." Yang Aiyue said as she waved her hand.

  Boss, what should I do to find you after I've finished my task? Asked Long Meng excitedly, clutching the check in his hand.

  He was excited because his wife finally had enough money to see a doctor.

  Where do you live? Yang Aiqian thought about it and indeed this was a problem.

  Boss, I live in Beijiao District.

  "Alright, Meng Long, I'll give you a call, and next time something comes up, just give me a ring." Yang Ai thought that using the phone to get in touch was currently the best solution.

  "Alright, boss."

  Polar bear, you guys watch the scene well, I'll leave first. Yang Aiqian said and left Chun Tian Ye Zong Hui, driving his own blue lightning away.

  Yes, boss.

  As they watched Yang Ai drive away in his supercar, the thugs of Hong Xing Society suddenly realized that having a big shot like him wasn't so bad after all.

  A supercar sped along the highway, but Yang Ai's mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Tian Gong and Hong Xing Society. He wondered if he should also build his own power base.

  Although having great power, two fists are hard-pressed against four hands, heaven knows what kind of hardships will come in the future.

  Hong Xing Society seems to be able to become its own force, becoming its own left and right arms, fighting for itself.

  With this rough idea in mind, Yang Aiyue began to ponder how to develop the influence of Hongxing Society and make it his own sharp tool.

  Tiangong is an object worth cultivating. As long as you put in some effort, you can definitely cultivate it into a top-notch master.

  There is the Black Lotus Soul Control technique, and I'm not afraid of anyone betraying me.

  In the future Yang's enterprise, Yang Ai believed it will be very large, at that time there will be many problems inside and outside the company, if there is no strong power, it will be difficult to deal with these problems.

  Security and Guard Department, Yang Ai had planned to set up such a department early on, specifically responsible for the internal and external security issues of the company.

  The personnel of the Security and Guard Department is also a very important issue. He had a bold idea, which was to recruit a batch of retired soldiers.

  Soldiers have good discipline and high combat effectiveness.