Chapter 895
Luo is still just a child, after all, and he was quickly seized by Uster.
"Move! Come back with me to see the Master!" Uster led Luo toward his own mansion.
Luo struggled and shouted, "You bastard, let me go!"
*Smack! *
Uster raised his hand and delivered a fierce slap across Luo's cheek!
Uster let out a cold snort: "You'd better be obedient and come with me to apologize to the Master now, otherwise, I can't guarantee that your little arms and legs will remain in one piece."
"Despicable villain!" Luo cursed.
Uster escorted Luo straight back to the gang's headquarters!
"Boss, this guy Luo actually tried to escape just now. Luckily, the patrol brothers and I spotted him!"
"Hmph! This Luo is truly bold enough to defy the heavens!"
"Don't worry, Boss, we absolutely won't let Luo escape."
Luo looked at the surrounding leaders and discovered Tang Mingsong sitting there perfectly fine.
He couldn't help but be surprised. This guy was actually still alive; didn't that mean his assassination attempt had been a waste of effort?
"Luo, Uster says you wanted to escape. Is that true?" Tang Mingge asked coldly.
Luo shook his head: "Boss, I never thought about escaping. I just got lost, which is why Uster caught me!"
Tang Mingge nodded: "I don't think you're the kind of brat who would run away either. Luo! I can tell you today that you are now a member of our gang. Our group has completely accepted you!"
Upon hearing this, Luo was instantly ecstatic and quickly said, "Thank you, Boss, for your grace. I will definitely do my utmost to serve you!"
But after pondering for a moment, Luo looked at Tang Mingsong with some surprise.
Could it be that he hadn't told Tang Mingge about the assassination attempt?
Otherwise, how could Tang Mingge allow him to become a member of the gang?
That shouldn't be right!
Luo's brain raced, but he couldn't figure out the key to this.
"Cough, cough!" Due to his severe injuries, Tang Mingsong couldn't help but cough twice!
His face grew paler, and his forehead was covered in sweat; clearly, he couldn't hold on much longer.
"Mingsong, what's wrong with you!" Tang Mingge frowned and glanced at Tang Mingsong.
Tang Mingsong wrote on a piece of paper: *Enemy! But I took care of him. It's nothing! *
Looking at the paper, Tang Mingge couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile: "I understand!"
Tang Mingsong continued writing on the paper: *I'm fine. I'm going to rest. *
Tang Mingge nodded, his affection for his younger brother evident.
Once Tang Mingsong entered the room, Luo finally composed his expression.
"Luo, you've been favored by the Boss. You'd better perform well from now on!" Qiaolazi rubbed Luo's hair from behind, his tone quite playful.
"What's the use of being favored by the Boss? I only have three and a half years left to live!" Luo sighed!
"Luo, actually, your illness isn't without a cure. As long as you obtain a suitable ancient secret manual within these three and a half years and cultivate it, combined with the high-grade medicinal herbs I've bought from elsewhere, perhaps you can change your current constitution!"
Tang Mingge said earnestly.
"Oh? Is that true?" Luo widened his eyes, his face full of surprise!
"Of course it's true. How could I possibly do something as deceptive as that?"
"Then what do I need to pay?" Luo asked after a moment of silence.
"Hehe." Tang Mingge smiled faintly: "I believe in your character and ability. What I want you to do is simple: if you survive after three years, you must become my right-hand man. I will also continue to cultivate you during this time!"
"I agree." Luo gritted his teeth; this was the only way he could extend his life!
"Very good." Tang Mingge nodded with satisfaction and added: "Go get some rest first. Remember, don't think too much; just let everything take its natural course. Your hellish special training starts tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Luo's heart jumped into his throat. He took a deep breath and then said, "I will work hard!"
"En, go on."
……
In the days that followed, Tang Mingge indeed put a lot of effort into training Luo.
Sword techniques, archery, hand-to-hand combat—he learned all sorts of martial arts, and Tang Mingge even personally imparted many of his own insights on the Martial Dao to Luo.
Likewise, through Tang Mingge's training, Luo gradually became a true warrior.
Moreover, with Tang Mingge's help, his cultivation reached the realm of an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist. Although he was still far from being a Grandmaster, this was already enough for Luo!
"Luo! Go with Tore and the others to negotiate with the other gangs. You should learn a thing or two as well."
Tang Mingge patted Luo on the shoulder: "Your aptitude is better than theirs. I hope you won't waste it."
"I know."
"En! Go!"
Luo nodded, turned around, and left.
Black Eagle Gang Headquarters.
On a massive training ground stood four men dressed in black.
In front of them stood Luo, Tore, and the others. Beside Luo was a pile of crates containing the martial techniques, gold, and silver jewelry that Luo had scavenged.
"Tang Mingge's subordinates are indeed full of talent. I never expected such a little brat to be so formidable!"
The Black Eagle Gang Boss looked at Luo, who was under Tang Mingge, and couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder.
Every single one of Tang Mingge's subordinates was far more formidable than them!
"Hehe, Black Eagle Gang Boss, you are too kind. This time, considering you've given us so much gold, we've decided not to hold a grudge over your attempt to assassinate us!"
"Haha! If that's the case, then let's consider our past grievances wiped clean!" The Black Eagle Gang Boss laughed happily; what he feared most was Tang Mingge and his group being relentless.
Tore waved his hand gently: "Luo, go take the things out and distribute them among the brothers."
"Yes." Luo nodded, then carried the crates in front of everyone.
"Everyone, please!"
"Luo! Not bad, you're quite good at getting things done, hahaha!"
"Indeed, this little guy is quite smart, knowing how to curry favor with us."
"That's a must. Luo, follow us well from now on, and I guarantee you'll be living the high life!"
"Yes!" Luo nodded respectfully and then retreated to Tore's side.
……
Two years later, Luo's illness had become even more severe. Now, it wasn't just his body that had patches turning white.
Even his cheeks had developed white patches.
His height had also gradually shrunk; by now, he was five centimeters shorter.
"Luo! Haven't you found the ancient secret manual that can cure you yet? The time of your death is getting closer and closer!"
Meihua Shisan sat by Luo's bedside. Looking at Luo, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, she couldn't help but speak.
"I know, but I've already done my best!" The corners of Luo's mouth curled into an arc; this was the smile he wore every day.
"Hehe, you're quite optimistic!"
"What's wrong with being optimistic? It's better than having a long, mournful face." Luo grinned.
"You're right, there's really nothing wrong with it."
"Alright, let's not talk about these mood-killing things." Luo interrupted Meihua Shisan.
After spending some time together, Luo and Meihua Shisan had developed a sense of being childhood sweethearts.
After all, in this world, it wasn't easy to find a friend who shared one's interests!
Meihua Shisan pursed her lips and didn't retort.
Seeing this, Luo couldn't help but smile and shake his head, then shifted his gaze out the window.
Beside him were placed many medical books and classics.
His fingers trembled slightly as he slowly picked up a scroll to read.
At this moment, Tang Mingsong burst in, tucked Luo under his arm, and took him away.
"Mr. Tang Mingsong really likes to bully Luo as much as ever!"
"Hmph, this guy, bullying people like this every day, he's not afraid of retribution."
Meihua Shisan complained to Baya, very dissatisfied with Tang Mingsong's actions.
Tang Mingsong carried Luo all the way to a small alley before putting him down.
"Tang Mingsong, do you want to fight? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you anymore." ===== CHAPTER 896 =====
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