Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1222 Stay or leave as you like

The group got out of the car, and Luo Gang was the first to step forward and push the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"It's locked from the inside."

He frowned, then slammed his fist heavily against the door.

The heavy metal door creaked shut, and a wary shout came from inside: "Closed for inspection! Come back in a few days if you need anything!"

Luo Gang flew into a rage, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, it is I, Luo Gang!"

An angry sneer came from inside the door: "So it's Grandmaster Luo. Master Long treated you well, yet you show no regard for our past friendship. How dare you come back now?"

"Bastard thing!"

These words completely ignited Luo Gang's anger.

He took a half step back, his body surging with energy, and his right fist shot out like a cannonball!

“Boom—”

The alloy door, which was said to be able to withstand explosions, shattered instantly under Luo Gang's powerful punch, with countless fragments flying out in all directions like hidden weapons.

Inside the gate, a dozen Blood Fiend Guards dressed in blood-red uniforms were caught off guard by the sudden impact and staggered backward.

However, they reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, their steel short sticks were all aimed at Luo Gang.

"court death!!"

Seeing this, Luo Gang's aura became even more ferocious. He was already hot-tempered, and now he was filled with murderous intent.

For him, killing these lackeys was no more difficult than crushing a few ants.

"and many more!"

Jiang Xiaochuan stepped into the messy entrance hall.

The reason he brought Luo Gang here was because he valued Luo Gang's familiarity with the place and hoped that he could take over smoothly and steadily.

Unexpectedly, things escalated in the direction of exacerbating the conflict.

However, seeing how loyal these Blood Fiend Guards were to their former master, Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

"It's him……"

"Why is he here...?"

Upon seeing Jiang Xiaochuan, a commotion immediately arose among the Blood Fiend Guards, who exchanged surprised and uncertain glances.

Although they were Tang Long's personal guards, their status was far inferior to that of grandmaster-level experts like Luo Gang.

When Zhao Wu came to recruit them, they only knew that Luo Gang and his group had left the Rising Dragon Boxing Arena, but they had no idea which faction they had joined.

At that moment, seeing the person in front of him, he suddenly realized what was going on.

They wouldn't mistake Jiang Xiaochuan's appearance; it was this hot-blooded young man who came to challenge the gym, causing Shenglong Boxing Arena to lose face.

Upon thinking of this, a strong sense of hostility welled up in everyone's hearts.

"Everyone,"

Jiang Xiaochuan calmly swept his gaze across the crowd. "We're not here to cause trouble. A few days ago, Tang Long and I made a bet—"

He slowly raised his hand, pointing to the entire building, "Including all the facilities, and everyone here, we have all lost to me."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaochuan calmly took out the still-freshly printed contract from his pocket and waved it in front of everyone.

Upon hearing this, the Blood Fiend Guards exchanged bewildered glances, as they had no idea such a thing existed.

As discarded pawns recruited by Tang Long from all over the country, they went through extremely brutal battles before finally standing out and becoming Blood Fiend Guards.

Normally, they only know how to obey orders and carry out tasks, and they never concern themselves with these matters.

Several of the bolder Blood Fiend Guards glanced at Luo Gang, and seeing that his ferocity was gradually subsiding, they cautiously approached.

When they saw Tang Long's signature and bright red fingerprint on the contract, their expressions changed instantly. It was indeed Tang Long's handwriting; they had seen it when signing contracts with him, and it couldn't be faked.

Jiang Xiaochuan took in everyone's reactions.

He knew in his heart that these Blood Fiend Guards were all top talents selected from hundreds of others, and what was even more valuable was that they had fought side by side for many years.

The tacit understanding between them has reached a level of perfect harmony.

If they could be taught combined attack techniques and given appropriate training methods, the destructive power of this team would be truly formidable.

Just then, a man with a hideous scar on his face suddenly stepped forward: "So what if this contract is real? We'll still be Master Long's men even in death. Why should we follow you?"

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled slightly: "Because I can make you live with more dignity."

These words struck a chord with everyone.

Everyone opened their mouths, but no one could utter a sound.

They all knew very well that with Jiang Xiaochuan's current strength and methods, he could easily do this if he wanted to.

"However, contracts are just contracts, but people are flexible. I have already witnessed your loyalty to your former master."

"Therefore, I am willing to give you a choice—"

Jiang Xiaochuan said calmly, "Those who don't want to stay can leave now, and I will absolutely not stop them."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment, the room fell silent.

Leave? But where can we go?

Most of them were abandoned children with no relatives or friends, whom Tang Long had gathered from all over the country.

Normally, they only know how to follow orders; whatever Tang Long tells them to do, they do.

Aside from their skills in killing, they knew almost nothing else.

If they were to leave this only place that provides them with shelter, they would probably not even have the most basic means of making a living.

The room fell silent for a moment, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The scarred man's Adam's apple bobbed a few times as he slowly looked around at his companions, only to see blank and helpless faces.

People were used to following orders, and now that they suddenly had to make their own choices, they felt lost and confused.

After a long pause, the scarred man sighed resignedly, "I'm willing to stay."

"I'll stay too."

"Where else can we go besides here..."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaochuan understood.

He knew that although these people obeyed Tang Long, they might not truly obey him.

However, he was not in a hurry. He had plenty of ways to get these people to genuinely submit once he had the time.

Now, the most important thing for him is to receive the "legacy" left by Tang Long.

"Is the slovenly Taoist priest still around?"

Jiang Xiaochuan turned his gaze to the scarred man.

The scarred man hurriedly and respectfully replied, "He's here. He's been staying in the underground boxing ring. I haven't seen him come out these past few days."

"Ah."

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced at the mess on the ground and said, "You guys clean this up first."

After saying that, he led Feng Ji and the others toward the underground boxing ring.

The once tight security at the elevator entrance was no longer as effective as it used to be; the group entered the elevator without any hindrance and slowly descended.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, the underground boxing arena was completely dark, with only a few emergency lights emitting a faint glow.

In the dim light, a blurry figure could be vaguely seen, sitting quietly and motionless under the octagonal cage.