Master of all skills in the city

Parocco remembered that the last time he went back to the Vienna Conservatory of Music to meet his teacher, Professor Wadney, Professor Wadney said that a Chinese person once played "The Bell" at about eight times the speed, and now Tang Zheng played The speed has already far exceeded him, twice as fast as when he was the fastest, that is to say, Tang Zheng is only using five to six times the speed now.

After all, it is still Parocco's personal piano recital. If the speed is used again, the piano may also catch fire, which would be too spoiling the scenery.

"This stinky boy!"

In the VIP box where Vivienne and the others were located, Hank punched the coffee table with a look of gritted teeth.

Judging from the amazed expression on his fiancée Jessica's face and the reactions of the audience outside, it is obvious that Tang Zheng's performance is better than that of the pianist just now, that is to say, he thought he could beat Tang Zheng Zheng's problem has now been easily solved by Tang Zheng.

"Cousin Hank, you must remember what you said! We, the Rockefeller family, keep our word."

Under Tang Zheng's outstanding performance, Vivienne suddenly became in a better mood, and began to tease Hank in turn.

"Hmph, don't worry, since I said this, I will definitely do what I say, and you don't have to worry about this! Jessica, let's go!"

At this moment, even if he was just being a companion, how could Hank be in the mood? [

Although Jessica wanted to continue listening, she couldn't ignore her fiancé's feelings. She could only give Vivian an apologetic look, and then followed Hank out.

Tang Zheng had just finished, and Paroco couldn't wait to re-enter the stage, and applauded sincerely: "Awesome!"

Tang Zheng also stood up politely, bowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Parocco, hello, I've heard about your name from Professor Wadney for a long time. When I saw you today, you really deserve your reputation."

"You should be the Tang in the teacher's mouth! When the teacher told me about it last time, I thought it was his mistake. Now it seems that it should be my mistake. It turns out that there is really someone in this world who can The Clock ticks so fast."

Paroko stretched out his hand and shook Tang Zheng, acting extremely polite.

The audience also burst into more enthusiastic applause. Although most people can't tell whether it's good or bad, even the well-known Mr. Parocco admired the yellow man's performance just now, and they applauded along with him. You can't go wrong.

After a brief conversation with Paroko in a low voice, Tang Zheng returned to the box. After all, he can't steal the show, right? Paroko is the protagonist tonight.

"Hey, where's your cousin?"

"Hee hee, seeing that you can play the piano so well, of course he is embarrassed to stay here any longer."

Vivienne gave Tang Zheng a warm hug and offered a kiss. Now that no outsiders were present, they could finally have a little kiss like no other.

Tang Zheng was also in a good mood at this time, but just when he wanted to kiss Vivian further, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Tang Zheng, where are you? Lingling has been kidnapped. Uncle Yun hopes you can help him!"

Just as Tang Zheng pressed the answer button, Li Yuan's anxious voice came from inside.

"Don't worry, just talk slowly, what's going on?" Tang Zheng let go of Vivienne's waist, and the expression on his face instantly became serious.

"In the morning, Lingling and Uncle Yun had a big quarrel, and then went out in a fit of anger. Just now, we received a call from the kidnappers, asking us to bring money to redeem him, otherwise they would tear up the ticket, and they used Lingling's mobile phone."[

Li Yuan's articulate words were very clear, and he explained what happened in a few sentences.

"Understood, I'll be right back."

After giving Vivian an apologetic look, Tang Zheng also quickly left the box.

In fact, with regard to Uncle Yun's favor, Tang Zheng had almost paid it back last time, but now that they asked him for help, he must also help.

……

"Tang Zheng, I'm sorry, I have to trouble you again!"

Uncle Yun obviously also understands that Tang Zheng doesn't have to help him this time, but the New York gangs are notoriously unreasonable, so he is afraid that if he takes the money, those kidnappers will continue to ask for prices, or they will Hurt Lingling.

If he still had all his skills, he would not be able to worry about the few kidnappers, but unfortunately he was abolished for violating the gang rules, and since he had already been expelled from the gang, Zheng Yun was also embarrassed to look for those former brothers. Friends help, so I can only be cheeky and beg Tang Zheng again.

"It's okay, we are all descendants of Chinese people, and the first meal I came to the United States was made by Uncle Yun himself. If you say such things again, it will be a bit out of the ordinary."

Tang Zheng waved his hand, and continued: "By the way, did those guys say where to pay for the ransom?"

"By the way, over there in the slums, shall we go there now?"

Tang Zheng nodded, and said: "The sooner the better, the sooner Lingling is rescued, the chance of her getting hurt will be smaller, but, why don't I go there alone and bring Lingling out like this Take it easy, too."

Tang Zheng had already seen that Uncle Yun's meridians had been abolished. Maybe Uncle Yun was a master of martial arts in the past, but now, he is just an old man, and it is really a burden to bring him over.

"Alright, here is 50 US dollars, you have to be careful yourself."

Uncle Yun himself obviously understood this, so he didn't insist on following him.

……

"Little girl, it seems that your dead ghost father doesn't love you very much! It's been more than an hour now, and he hasn't come here, why don't you take off your clothes first, let the brothers have fun, and treat it as an early collection Interest!"

In an abandoned private house, several fancy guys with colorfully dyed hair gathered around Zheng Lingling, playing with their mobile phones and other things, and heard the leader with a porcupine head After the young man's words, he immediately leaned over with a silver smile.

"What do you want to do? Don't mess around!" Seeing the eyes of these people around, Zheng Lingling couldn't understand what they meant, and she immediately screamed with a pale face.

"Go ahead and yell loudly. The louder you yell, the more excited we will be. Don't worry, our brothers will definitely satisfy you!"

The porcupine head gathered his hair with his hands, and then stretched Lushan's claws towards Zheng Lingling's chest.

At this moment, something quickly shot between the two of them, and in the next second, a small dagger was stuck in the palm of the porcupine head's right hand, the kind that pierced through the heart, and he immediately Holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, he howled like a pig being slaughtered.

"You guys are really brave!"

After a cold snort, a man wearing a black windbreaker appeared not far from them. A gleaming dagger was spinning rapidly in his hand. For ordinary people, such an action is extremely dangerous Yes, but this man is very relaxed, and his eyes are also extraordinarily cold.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and kill him!"

Although the porcupine head was in pain, he did not forget to continue giving orders.

"act recklessly!"

The man in the black windbreaker snorted contemptuously, jumped forward, and kicked several times in the air, just like the moves of those characters in fighting games, looking chic and natural.

"Who is your Excellency? People who offend the Wild Wolf Gang have never had a good end!"

Even though his face was pale and he was beaten and lying on the ground bleeding profusely, the porcupine head still looked fierce.

"Hmph, Wild Wolf Gang? Just a few of you guys on the outside dare to call themselves Wild Wolf Gang. Even if your gang leader, Wild Wolf, comes, you have to call me Lord Dao when you see me. Do you know who I am now? ?”

The man in the black windbreaker squatted down, and patted the porcupine's face lightly with the blade of a small dagger.

"Master Dao? You are the Master Dao from the Green Gang!"

Although Porcupine Head is indeed just a peripheral gangster leader in the Wild Wolf Gang, but how can people who have been in the New York gangsters not know the famous Dao Master?

The gangs in New York are complex, but the most powerful one is naturally only the Green Gang. Although this is a group composed entirely of Chinese, there are so many masters among them, some of them are so powerful that they can't even hold firearms. , as it happens, the person in front of him who calls himself Master Dao happens to be one of the few powerful masters in the Green Gang.

"Brother Xiaodao, I knew you would come to save me!"

After Zheng Lingling saw the face of the visitor, she immediately jumped up.

"Hehe, as soon as I saw the clues you left, I immediately put down what I was doing and came here in person. Why are you so careless? If I come later, I will be in trouble."

The man in the black windbreaker smiled with a small knife, and cut the rope on Zheng Lingling's body with the knife, with a completely nonchalant posture.

"I don't know. I was just angry and went to a game hall to play, but when I came out, I was caught by these stinky guys. It's very unlucky!"

Zheng Lingling resentfully kicked these little punks on the ground a few times, and those punks immediately started howling like ghosts and wolves, indeed they looked like wild wolves.

"What do you want to do with these guys, even if you want to get rid of them directly, Brother Xiaodao will not stop you, and there will be absolutely no trouble!"

The members of the Green Gang, what they do is to "lick" blood with the head of the knife, killing a few people, and naturally it is more commonplace, so Xiaodao doesn't care at all.

"Lingling, are you alright?"

At this moment, Tang Zheng finally arrived late carrying a small suitcase containing money. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was obviously taken aback. (To be continued.)

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