Hot-blooded Peak Repeater

It has been a week since school started, and Ling Chuan is still being followed every day. He doesn't care and has enough patience to wait for the person behind them to jump out.

But Fujiwara, who is in charge of debt collection, doesn't have that much time.

The Otsu Group gave him the task, and although there was no time limit, they would definitely be dissatisfied with him if he dragged on for too long.

But after a week of tracking, he still couldn't find where Lingchuan's house was, and Fujiwara was a little anxious.

In addition, he did recruit a few people under the name of the Otsu Group this week, and the number of biker gang members under his command has exceeded 30, which gave Fujiwara the confidence to take action.

It's not that he hadn't asked about where Ling Chuan lived, but not many people knew about it, and they were all elites under Ling Chuan. If a biker gang asked about his big brother's residence, he naturally wouldn't tell them.

Not only did he not say anything, he also told Ling Chuan about it and was even prepared to act as a guard when Ling Chuan returned home.

But Ling Chuan told them that he had known for a long time that someone was following him, and there was no need to escort him home. If there were too many people, the risk of being exposed would be high.

And there were just a few biker gang members, so it was a good opportunity for him to move around.

The elites under his command know how powerful their big brother is.

They have improved a lot in the past year, but even so, they are still no match for Lingchuan, so they obeyed Lingchuan's arrangements.

Not long after Lingchuan came out of the bar, he was surrounded, and the leader was Fujiwara Hajime.

Fujiwara's plan was to defeat Lingchuan, and then let Lingchuan lead them personally and ask Lingchuan's parents for money.

"You must be Lingchuan Dajiang."

"Fujiwara? Are you looking for me? Or is it Kagami Ryohei who is looking for me? Or the Otsu Group?" Lingchuan asked back indifferently.

Fujiwara was stunned for a moment when he heard Lingchuan's reply. Not many people knew that he had joined the Otsu Group, and even the people in Kurosaki didn't know how Lingchuan knew about it.

"Since you know everything, then lead the way. The car you overturned is very valuable. Now it is scrapped. You need to ask your parents for the money back."

Fujiwara looked arrogant. He now had a strong army and more than 30 people standing behind him. He didn't think that Lingchuan, a single student, could handle so many people.

"It seems that the Otsu Group is looking for me." Ling Chuan lit a cigarette and continued:

"I have money, but you scumbags want to take money from me. Isn't that a bit disrespectful?"

"Do you really think we are bad boys playing house in school?

But never mind, since you have money, I'll take it from you." Fujiwara said viciously, raising his hand and preparing to have his bikers beat up Lingchuan.

Lingchuan knew that since it was Fujiwara who came, the people who asked for money were probably all the people he could mobilize, so there was no need to wait any longer.

The cigarette butt in his hand bounced towards Fujiwara, and he rushed out following the cigarette butt.

A street fight is not a ring fight.

In a fight, you rely on your physical fitness, reaction speed, and experience.

There are all kinds of rules and regulations for fighting in the ring, so Lingchuan has never learned anything like boxing.

It’s not that boxing is useless. If Tyson were put in a street fight, there’s no doubt that it would work.

But Tyson has been training his boxing skills for many years, and in the early days he always fought one-on-one. Even if he was surrounded and beaten, didn't he still rely on his physical fitness to fight?

Ling Chuan is just a high school student. Not to mention how many years it would take for him to train to Tyson's level, if he uses boxing in street fights, the attack power of his legs will be gone.

There are many types of boxing matches. Tyson trained for the type where he couldn't attack with his legs, so he wore shoes during the match.

There are also those who are not wearing shoes and can attack with their legs, but there are still various restrictions.

Ground techniques, chokes, these are not suitable for street fights unless it is one-on-one.

Free fighting itself is derived from street fighting, but once inside the octagonal cage, few people use fixed routines. Ultimately, it all comes down to reaction speed and physical fitness.

Besides, Ling Chuan has a system. Although the system is no longer useful, the system is still the system. The training method given to Ling Chuan is not as simple as improving physical strength, but an all-round improvement.

Instead of spending time learning those fighting skills, it is better to practice the training methods provided by the system.

Lingchuan launched an attack, Fujiwara's order was also issued, and more than 30 people behind him immediately rushed towards Lingchuan.

The one-sided situation that was imagined appeared, but it was not on Fujiwara's side, but on Lingchuan's side.

Every punch that Lingchuan throws can make a biker lose his fighting ability, and every kick he throws can also make the attacked biker fall into a coma. Some unlucky guys even lose their fighting ability just by being hit by their companions.

Fujiwara watched helplessly as his men fell to the ground one after another, and while retreating he also looked for a suitable weapon.

Just as he picked up an iron pipe, Ling Chuan appeared beside him. He saw with his own eyes a smile on Ling Chuan's lips, and then a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

boom……

vomit……

The battle was over in less than a minute.

Lingchuan looked at Fujiwara who had not yet lost consciousness, and calmly lit a cigarette.

"That's it? Is this the reason you have the confidence to collect money from me?" Ling Chuan exhaled a puff of smoke and teased.

"We... ugh... but we are from the big... ugh... Tsu group. If we fail... ugh... there will be other... ugh... people coming to find you... ugh..." Fujiwara dry-retched while speaking harshly to Lingchuan.

"Oh, I'll wait." Lingchuan responded with a smile, then kicked Fujiwara unconscious. The retching sound made him a little annoyed and a little nauseous at the same time.

After dealing with Fujiwara, Lingchuan planned to leave, but stopped after a few steps because there was a row of motorcycles parked on the side of the road. Although none of these motorcycles were good, there would definitely be a market for them if sold to bikers.

The motorcycles of the bosozoku don’t have license plates, they belong to whoever holds them.

Ling Chuan thought about it, took out his cell phone and made a call. Not long after, more than twenty Lily of the Valley bad guys appeared. They were all elites under his command, and they could all ride motorcycles.

Lingchuan waved his hand and a row of motorcycles on the roadside started. Some of the keys were on the motorcycles, but for those without keys, they could only search the bodies of Fujiwara's subordinates.

As for who to sell it to, Lingchuan has already thought about it.

Hideto Bando is determined to take back the armed front, and the members he recruits are mainly Suzuran delinquents, who still have a demand for motorcycles.

It’s cheap, in large quantities, and can be ridden without modification. It all depends on whether Bando has the courage to take it over.

The group came to the abandoned warehouse occupied by Bando and stated their purpose. Bando was not afraid of them and said the goods were cheap and in large quantities.

Moreover, this was sold to him by Lingchuan. Even if the Otsu Group stood up for Fujiwara, the first person they would contact would definitely be Lingchuan, not him.

Besides, he was not afraid of the Otsu Group. They had no fixed industries and their bases were not within the Otsu Group's sphere of influence. There was nothing to be afraid of.

If Lingchuan dares to sell, he dares to buy.