Making Great Fortune Overnight

2Qin Lang was extremely grateful to Old Mrs. La. Without her guidance, he wouldn't have been able to break through to the Divine Stage.    

    

Old Mrs. La didn't address Qin Lang as Venerable Lord. Instead, she faintly regarded Qin Lang as her disciple.    

    

When Old Mrs. Biyu died, Old Mrs. La took up the responsibility of teaching Qin Lang. As for the matters in the Palace, Old Mrs. La was not interested.    

    

"My old body will not die. My body is still healthy. It is just that my vision is pitch black. Lang Er, I have served Old Mrs. Biyu for many years. She wanted to cure my eyes, but in the end, she passed away and was not cured."    

    

Old Mrs. La sighed as if she was having a heart-to-heart talk with Qin Lang.    

    

"Can I place my hopes on you? I heard that you have made great progress in your martial arts, and you cannot let your medical skills fall behind. The Pound Medicine True Scripture is broad and profound, and it covers everything. Don't neglect your cultivation."    

    

Old Mrs. La said.    

    

"Yes, Granny. I will definitely cure your eyes and let you return to the light." Qin Lang felt warm in his heart.    

    

"Good, good, you are a good child." Old Mrs. La's voice was gentle, "I will not talk nonsense with you anymore. I heard that you are doing well in the Pugilistic World. This old body was very pleased. Ye Changfeng of the Martial Alliance had heard about it before. In the eyes of the Moon Inviting Palace, he is nothing special. You don't have to be afraid of him."    

    

"Yes, I will follow Granny's instructions." Qin Lang was very respectful on the other side of the phone.    

    

"Yes, but I'm afraid you are the only young man Ye Changfeng has taken a fancy to." Old Mrs. La sighed with emotion.    

    

"Granny cares about Lang'er. Lang'er is engraved in her heart. You can eat something good in the Palace. You can wear something nice and let the four girls accompany you around. You don't have to worry about anything else, Granny. " Don't worry about it, Qin Lang said, worried that Old Mrs. La would hurt his body.    

    

"Yes, I appreciate Lang'er's filial piety, but there is indeed one thing. You still don't know, right? I am from Jiang City. I was brought into the palace by Old Mrs. Biyu when I was young. I still have some old memories in Jiang City. Why don't you make a trip for me? " Old Mrs. La said from the other side.    

    

"Okay, but according to Granny's orders." Qin Lang immediately agreed.    

    

"Aren't you going to ask about something?" Old Mrs. La smiled. Qin Lang's status was so high now, but he was obedient to her.    

    

Old Mrs. La sounded worried. "One of my relatives in Jiang City was seriously ill. He asked someone to find me through some unknown means. He knelt outside the palace and begged me to treat his illness. I am old. These relatives and old friends were even more pregnant than before. They looked pitiful. Go, try and take a look. If you can't, Granny won't blame you. "    

    

"Granny has instructed me to do my best." Qin Lang thought for a while. He had to go to Jiang City as soon as possible. Jiang City was the place where he had just interrogated about Jiang City. It could be said that he was fated to go there.    

    

The illness of Old Mrs. La's relatives was definitely not an ordinary illness. Otherwise, the hospital would have diagnosed it long ago, or Old Mrs. La would have written a prescription herself to treat it.    

    

"En, Jiang City's Lian family. Go and find a girl called Qin'er. She is unconscious in the Lian family."    

    

Qin Lang was stunned. "Jiang City? Lian family?"    

    

"Qin'er's mother, a martial artist, is also the head of the Lian family."    

    

Old Mrs. La said," When Qin'er is in trouble, she will personally take care of her daughter. After all, her daughter will take care of her more carefully. "    

    

Qin Lang thought about Qin'er's injuries, "Alright, I will fly over tonight..."    

    

Old Mrs. La advised, "You don't have to rush. Qin'er is not in danger for the time being. It is not too late for you to go over after taking care of the matters at hand."    

    

"Okay, I will take the high-speed rail tomorrow."    

    

Qin Lang looked at the time. It was already late at night and it was easy to disturb the rest of the Lian family. So he decided to go to Jiang City the next day.    

    

After hanging up the phone, Qin Lang thought about the illness of the woman called Qin Er. Old Mrs. La did not tell him.    

    

As he thought, Qin Lang slowly turned the steering wheel and drove the Lamborghini into the back alley.    

    

This Lamborghini was given to the upper echelons of Martial Alliance. Chang Zichong gave it to Qin Lang without saying anything.    

    

He prepared to take a shortcut home.    

    

"I'm hungry. I'll buy some supper."    

    

Three minutes later, Qin Lang turned his car around and drove into a side road. Then, he went to a stall that specialized in selling sheep products.    

    

He parked the car on the opposite side of an alley.    

    

After parking the car, Qin Lang went to the stall and had a big meal. He had been exhausted for the whole day and was starving.    

    

Just as Qin Lang had eaten his fill and walked back to the car, he suddenly saw a girl's voice coming from one end of the alley.    

    

"Let go of me, let go of me..."    

    

"Don't touch me, don't touch me..."    

    

Qin Lang followed the sound and ran to the end of the alley.    

    

There was a bag on the ground, along with a pair of earplugs and a phone.    

    

Behind it was a golden van.    

    

Five young men were grabbing a half-drunk and half-awake girl and dragging her like prey towards the van. They all had vulgar smiles on their faces.    

    

The girl was tall and had a delicate face. She was full of aggressiveness.    

    

Her mouth was blocked, her hair draped over, her clothes were also tattered, revealing her skin trembling in the cold wind.    

    

This beautiful girl's eyes were full of fear.    

    

Qin Lang didn't need to ask too much. He knew that the girl had been 'picked up' by these people. He also knew that she would suffer a fate worse than death tonight.    

    

"Kid, don't be a busybody."    

    

At this moment, a young man wearing a windbreaker saw Qin Lang and shouted with a stern face.    

    

"Get lost."    

    

His four companions also turned their heads to look at him. They looked ferocious and fierce at the same time.    

    

One of them even took out a knife from his pocket and waved it at the sky as a warning.    

    

When the beautiful girl saw Qin Lang, her eyes lit up and she shouted weakly, "Save me, save me..."    

    

"Slap!"    

    

A young man in a black down jacket threw a Slap on her face.    

    

"Damn it, what are you trying to save? You drank so much of our wine, why are you playing with us?"    

    

Five finger marks appeared on the girl's pretty face.    

    

The black-clothed youth pointed at Qin Lang and scolded him once again.    

    

"Get lost."    

    

"You are the ones who should get lost!"    

    

Qin Lang didn't waste any time and rushed over.    

    

"You are courting death!"    

    

Seeing Qin Lang rushing over to ruin their plan, the five men in black were furious. They pulled out their weapons and surrounded Qin Lang.    

    

Qin Lang was as calm as a breeze. He passed through the group of five as if there was no one else around.    

    

With every step he took, someone would howl. With every step he took, someone would fall down and fly away.    

    

After a moment, all five of them fell to the ground. Their bodies kept shrinking, and blood was flowing out of their wrists and knees.    

    

Too terrifying, too terrifying.    

    

Fear could be seen in the eyes of the black-clothed youth and the others. Qin Lang seemed to have a delicate figure, but his attack was fierce and accurate, and it was incredibly fast.    

    

Both of them were on completely different levels.    

    

He roared out, "Kid, have you thought about the consequences of offending the five tyrants of Yanjing?"    

    

"Slap!"    

    

Qin Lang slapped the youth in black, causing him to look for his teeth on the ground.    

    

"You think you can defeat the five tyrants just like that? Have you ever seen a true tyrant?"    

    

"Even if you are tyrants, I am the nemesis of tyrants."    

    

Qin Lang was also a Slap.    

    

The black-clothed youth's teeth fell. His face was filled with sadness, but he was unable to fight back. He could only grit his teeth and endure the scene. "Let me tell you, there is someone behind us..."    

    

"Slap!"    

    

Qin Lang raised his leg and kicked the black-clothed youth, sending him flying.