The voice is not big or small, but the sarcastic tone is extremely offensive.

Shang Yang turned his head and stared at the stairs.

Just look at a man about thirty years old walking up with a smile on his face, wearing a casual suit, a folded handkerchief hanging in his chest pocket on his top, and his hair was carefully taken care of, and he looked like a high-end returnee.

Shang Yang looked at him coldly.

Li Nian noticed the danger signal in this person and subconsciously grabbed Shang Yang's arm.

He also followed a girl, but the girl seemed to be the character of a vase. She walked up, walked to Shang Yang, and raised her hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Shang, my name is Wei Ping, I am an ordinary person who looks unusual..."

This opening remark is inconceivable.

Shang Yang looked at his hand and did not reach out.

"hehe"

Wei Ping smiled, took the handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, then threw it away, walked over from Shang Yang, walked to the side of the rack, stared at the display on it with his hands behind his back and said, "I heard people say that I punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten. I didn't expect to see it today. I'm so lucky. Mr. Shang, I can interview you, what's it like to find pleasure in these penniless guys?"

Shang Yang also turned his head and stared at Wei Ping's back, wondering where he came from.

The surname is Wei?

If I remember correctly, the only one who offended the rich Wei Lai was the rich Wei Lai. Judging from his age, Wei Ping might be Wei Lai's son or a relative.

He asked directly: "The rich man?"

"you guess!"

Wei Ping Gujing Bubo opened his mouth and walked along the shelf for a while. Then he turned around and looked at Shang Yang again: "Many of your practices really shocked me, but some of your practices also surprised me. What kind of person are you, the son of Master Shang Wu,?"

Not to mention Shang Yang's tone, anyone would be disgusted when they heard it.

Li Nian looked at the word "Rich Man" in confusion. She had just heard of the word "Rich Man" today, but for some reason, once she heard it, the frequency would be so high.

"I don't like your tone!"

Shang Yang pondered for a while and said coldly: "If you continue to speak like this, you will be not far from being beaten!"

Wei Ping smiled even stronger, raised his right hand, raised his index finger and shook it: "Reckless man, you are really a reckless man. It is not good to fight, kill, and kill, which is not conducive to social harmony and stability. What's more, you may not be able to beat me!"

"Swoosh"

As soon as Wei Ping finished speaking, Shang Yang had already broken free from Li Nian and rushed over like a leopard. He was unwilling to talk nonsense with Wei Ping on the one hand, and on the other hand, he just mentioned the rich man and did not say yes, but he did not say no, which was equivalent to default.

If you are a rich man, there is no need to be polite.

Isn’t his deliberate provocation just to wait for himself to do it?

Wei Ping saw Shang Yang coming over.

The reaction was also very quick. The hand behind him immediately released, raised it to the front of him, tilted his head to the side, avoiding Shang Yang's first attack.

Shang Yang took advantage of the victory and swept the iron fist across.

Wei Ping seemed to have thought that he would do this a long time ago, so he raised his arms to block it. At the same time, another place turned into defense and attacked, and his fist rushed straight to Shang Yang's face.

Shang Yang also raised his arms to block it.

"Bang"

The moment we contacted, we could already tell that Wei Ping had skill, at least he had practiced it specially.

"You can't do it, you're not my opponent!"

A gloomy smile flashed across Wei Ping's face. As he spoke, he quickly raised his legs and kicked Shang Yang's abdomen.

Shang Yang did not defend, but tightened his abdominal muscles and prepared to resist them tightly.

"Bang..."

It was indeed a kick, but my muscles were almost kicked and it hurts very much.

"Not bad, there are two!"

Wei Ping smiled and spoke.

Shang Yang continued to exert force, and his legs suddenly stepped forward. He no longer simply swung his fists, but instead used his body to press Wei Ping standing with one leg.

Wei Ping felt the huge force attack, his center of gravity was unstable, and he suddenly jumped up with one leg. The one who was pushed back with a few steps, and finally he could land with both feet. However, it was too late to land. Shang Yang's impact force had already hit him, and he was pushed back with a few steps back with a few steps.

"Bang"

Wei Ping was hit on the air.

The entire shelf was knocked, and the items placed on it were knocked and shaking.

"It seems that I really have admired you. I admit that your strength is indeed stronger than I imagined, but my strength is not seen by me!"

Wei Ping said, and made another punch to attack Shang Yang continuously. Compared to the speed this time, the speed was much faster. At the beginning, the fashion Yang was suppressed.

At this moment.

I heard a clamor from behind.

The female companion brought by Wei Ping had already fallen to the ground and held her head with her hands, and her bodies were curled up together.

Li Nian stood beside her, and without any mercy, kicked her up: "Sneak attack, do you want to attack? Can I kill you?"

She is not a good person and is not inferior to her when she starts.

"Enough, I like it!"

As Wei Ping spoke, his hands moved faster.

Shang Yang was secretly shocked. Wei Ping's physical fitness did not look amazing, and he looked more elegant. Why could he have such strength? Although it was not terrifying, it was incompatible with his due temperament.

He had already pushed Wei Ping to the side of the shelf, but now he was torn back.

Knowing that this is not possible, it will take too long to delay, and even if you can win in the end, it will not be intimidating enough. Wei Ping does not look like a little man, but he is not Wei Lai after all. There is only one Wei Lai among the rich, but who knows how many Wei Pings there are?

"Swish"

Seeing the opportunity, he grabbed his wrist and firmly grasped it.

"You can't do it, admit defeat, and spit it out no matter how you eat it!"

Wei Ping spoke slowly: "Maybe you admit defeat and let me slap a few times, and things can be over. After all, you are the son of the fifth master..."

The last thing Shang Yang listened to is whose son you are.

Not deny it.

Instead, he hopes to hear others say that you are Shang Yang.

"Bang"

He gave up defense and was hit by a punch on the side, but at the same time, his fist had already hit him and headed straight for Wei Ping's arm.

This kind of fighting method of killing one thousand enemies and losing 800 by himself made Wei Ping jump. If his arm is hit, he will at least lose consciousness and the eyes may be broken.

He suddenly exerted force and wanted to pull his arm out of Shang Yang's hand.

Just as he exerted his force, Shang Yang's hand suddenly released.

Wei Ping was out of control and his whole body retreated. Before he could react more, Shang Yang's whole body rushed over again and stared at him and hit the shelves again.

"Crazy"

Something fell on the shelves.

Shang Yang did not give him a chance to breathe. Fighting is about making a fist, clenching his fists and attacking Wei Ping's head, but attacking the lower plate.

Wei Ping thought it was his abdomen, and his body bent to block it.

However, Shang Yang turned his fist down and hit Wei Ping's thigh. He never expected that this way of playing would be numb, protecting his head with one hand, ready to wait for an opportunity.

But Shang Yang stopped attacking, grabbed the shelf with both hands and started pulling it hard. Just as he immediately pulled the shelf downward, the solid wood shelf, which was five meters long and forty centimeters wide, was smashed down.

Shang Yang quickly retreated.

"Crazy"

"Click"

Everything on the shelves fell off.

"Bang"

Wei Ping couldn't move, and the shelves slammed straight on his body...
Chapter completed!