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Mu Cheng was stunned. At this moment, Ah Feng, Ah Mao, and Ah Xiong landed punches and kicks on his body.

Mu Cheng did not feel anything and continued to look at Qiao San. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he thought back to the past, as though he was laughing at himself.

If they were to start a war with the Longhu Gang now, it would be completely unfavorable. Even with Mu Cheng, a fierce general, how many people could Mu Cheng take care of?

When the cold voice came out, even Qiao San, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Mu Cheng in shock. At this moment, Mu Cheng looked as though he had been possessed and his face was filled with malevolence.

At this moment, Mu Cheng didn't have any friends in his eyes, only enemies. Because he couldn't see his friends, he could only see his enemies.

One punch, just one punch was enough to send Ah Mao flying several meters away. Seeing that there was no air coming out, he kicked A Xiong out of the way again. Luckily, he fell into the crowd, or else he would definitely end up the same way as Ah Mao. As for the remaining Feng, he looked at the invincible Mu Cheng and spread his legs, madly running backwards. He simply could not muster up any will to fight.

Was he even human?

This was the doubt in everyone's heart. It was already amazing that he had defeated Dong Yaoyang earlier.

However, it wasn't just shock anymore. It was a miracle, because such an outcome was beyond everyone's imagination.

Mu Cheng looked at the standing Wang Weiyang, and walked over step by step. At this time, Wang Weiyang was also afraid, he now believed that the words spoken by the young man earlier were not arrogance, but the manifestation of her true strength, and that talking, was based on strength. Without any strength, he did not have any right to speak.

Only now did Wang Weiyang understand the crux of it. Why was Third Master Qiao in pain, helpless, and...

It was all because of Mu Cheng being too outstanding that Mu Cheng turned around and looked indifferently at Qiao San after walking to Wang Weiyang's side. At this time, Qiao San also stared at Mu Cheng and their eyes met, looking at each other before Mu Cheng gave a self-deprecating smile.

I called you Big Brother Qiao, hehe, so this is the strong enemy in your eyes, and you want to sacrifice me?

Mu Cheng pointed at Wang Weiyang with disdain and sorrow.

"Today, I'll show you who your so-called strong opponent or opponent is. In my eyes, he's not even a fart."

However, as his big brother, he could not be scared off by a single glance from a junior. Thus, Wang Weiyang asked in a stern voice, "Qiao San, how dare you! Are you a subordinate of your discipline?"

"Hehe, sorry, I'm really sorry today. Men, pull Mu Cheng down and lock him in the Quiet Room. I want to reflect upon myself."

Qiao San finally lowered his head because he had to fight for Longhu Gang as a helper. Otherwise, the Hongxing would not have the surname Qiao.

This was called 'Nurturing bandits, self-respecting!'

"Big Brother Qiao, don't make a mistake, how many brothers would be disappointed if you were to do this right now?"

Old Ma tried his best to persuade him, but Qiao San seemed to have hardened his heart and didn't change his mind.

Mu Cheng turned his head around once again and glanced at Qiao San. He swept his gaze across the Hongxing brothers and said loudly.

"Brothers, are you really willing to come and capture me?"

It could be seen that Mu Cheng didn't have any foundation in the Hongxing in the past, so almost no one knew of his fame.

However, in today's match, Mu Cheng had won the title of Mu Cheng. Almost all of the brothers present were at the bottom level of the gang and had their own cliques.

However, most of them were from the fifth hall. Seeing that the boss of the Hongxing was on one side and the boss of the hall on the other, most of the people below the stage fell into a dilemma.

However, when they hesitated, there were always those loyal to Qiao San who did not hesitate. They obeyed Qiao San's orders and walked towards Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng looked at the people who had come up, and didn't even pay attention to Wang Weiyang as she coldly looked at Qiao San.

"Is that the answer you gave me today? "Alright, I understand. I don't need you to tell me. I will leave by myself. Goodbye."

After he finished speaking, Mu Cheng looked at the crowd below the stage disheartened, then turned around to look at Wang Weiyang, who had a victorious expression on her face.

"Don't be happy too early. We have a lot of time ahead of us. Hopefully, Qiao San will come and save you the next time we meet!"

Mu Cheng said as he disappeared into the crowd.

Everyone below the stage was disappointed, because after this battle, Hongxing had completely lowered their heads to Longhu Gang. To her underworld brothers, first in heaven, second in earth, and third place, this was simply unacceptable. But today, the boss of Hongxing did not say anything. She was unwilling.

At this moment, Wang Weiyang was extremely proud, as though victory was already in her hands, like a king controlling her own life and death.

Qiao San smiled and looked at Wang Weiyang: "I was in the wrong with today's matter, I'll definitely come to your place another day to apologize. I had originally wanted Dong Yaoyang to be my guest at my place, but my subordinates didn't understand the rules, so a conflict arose, a misunderstanding, is just a misunderstanding, haha."

"I'm not satisfied with this explanation. I hope there will be more to come when we get back. You understand my words."

Wang Weiyang forced out a smile, then indicated for her men to follow him into the car.

The few men under him carried the few lackeys who were lying on the ground and Dong Yaoyang onto the car. The tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a few busy people.

"Rest assured Great Old King, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Third Master Qiao said to Wang Weiyang's back, then paused, and spoke to the crowd under him.

"From today onwards, Mu Cheng will no longer be the hall master of the Hong Xing Fifth Hall. The five hall masters will temporarily be represented by Old Ma."

With that, he walked in the opposite direction, exhausted.

Looking at Qiao San's lonely back, the old horse could not help but sigh.

"A good talent like you was killed just like that. Sigh, I hope your decision today was correct."

As he spoke, he directed everyone to leave, doing whatever they had to do.

Mu Cheng brought along desolation and desolation as he left. Everything that happened today, he should have been in high spirits and become famous after a single battle.

However, to end up with such an ending, Mu Cheng couldn't understand it at all, and could only leave with his back facing Wang Weiyang.

"Mu Cheng, this is society. This is reality. Your youth and arrogance has caused you to be impulsive today."

"Also, you trust others too easily. This is not good."

Zi Ling advised.

"Hehe, it's precisely because my heart is not cold enough, that's why I believe you. Zi Ling, you tell me, what else is there that I can believe in." Mu Cheng asked for Zi Ling's help, puzzled.

"I don't know either. Perhaps your seniors are your relatives, or perhaps they are a stranger."

Mu Cheng didn't go to class for that day, and right now, it didn't matter if Mu Cheng attended or not, because the school was already his decision, so he didn't need to care about anything. Similarly, Zi Ling also didn't go to school for the day, so she felt that it was necessary for Mu Cheng to stay, because she felt that Mu Cheng needed her.

Mu Cheng did not choose to continue to be depressed. He was not the same person as Qiao San in the first place, perhaps there was fate between the two of them, but now everything has nothing to do with Mu Cheng. Mu Cheng returned to the school and quietly attended classes, because the school was about to take the exam.

At this moment, Mu Cheng finally understood that it had been a month since the start of school. Sometimes, when he woke up from a dream, he suspected that it was just a dream and he had not woken up yet.

"Hey, Mu Cheng, what are you thinking about recently? Is there anything unpleasant?"

This was because Mu Cheng's face didn't have a smile on it. Although they were sending Lan Kexin home as usual, the communication between the two of them was getting fewer and fewer. This allowed the astute Lan Kexin to discover some clues, and today, she finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Oh, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about something. Don't worry about me. I'm in great health."

Mu Cheng replied perfunctorily. Perhaps because he felt the perfunctory tone in his voice, Lan Ke felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Mu Cheng had never spoken to her like this before. A woman's mind was always sharper, more flexible, and more imaginative than a man's.