Is this still a human?

impossible!

Sister Mei looked dull and stared at Chen Qi. These were seventy or eighty people, not kittens and puppies. She was slapped by Chen Qi. At this moment, everyone thought they had read it wrong.

But all this is born before your eyes, how can you read it wrong?

Chen Qi alone defeated more than 80 people, and Yang Ping, a master of training!

And the murderous intent just now was indeed felt by everyone, and their whole bodies were trembling at this moment.

"You!" Yang Ping pointed his arm at Chen Qi, with a frightened expression on his face. He was so strong that he could punch a punch to the wall, but he felt a sense of powerlessness in front of Chen Qi.

This person is definitely not as simple as it seems.

And the power just now is definitely not an ordinary person!

Could this person be, yes, an ancient martial arts master?

As one of the elder brothers of the Peking Gang, Yang Ping knew that there was a kind of person who practiced a martial art since childhood. Moreover, this martial art was not a fancy fist, but a killing technique, commonly known as ancient martial arts. Practicing according to a certain ancient posture can give birth to a kind of strength in the body.

With this kind of strength, people are not ordinary people. They can kick several meters high with one foot. Each move contains this kind of strength, which can forcefully chop rocks and crack stones of one foot square radius with bare hands. It is very powerful.

But if you want to obtain this kind of power, in addition to your amazing talent, you also need to have the inheritance of ancient martial arts.

And this kind of inheritance is almost impossible to pass on to outsiders, and it is a secret that is not passed on.

Anyone who has cultivated his strength is enough to dominate the world. For example, the boss of their Beiping Gang is a master with the heritage of ancient martial arts. He has a strong strength and can kill him with just a light palm.

Even Yang Ping could only bow down in front of him and dared not be presumptuous. He could not walk in front of that person.

But how could such a person appear here?

Although Chen Qi is not as powerful as the boss of the Peking Gang, how can a person who is stronger than Yang Ping be an ordinary person?

Now Yang Ping feels that he has offended the big shot.

It is not difficult for a person like this to kill himself now. If you want to deal with Chen Qi, the boss of their Peking Gang will do it himself.

But now I have to escape, and it will not be too late to take action in the future.

Chen Qi walked step by step to Yang Ping who was limping on the ground, and slapped Yang Ping in the face, making his nose and swollen.

Bang!

Another slap on Yang Ping's face, causing him to roll on the ground a few times. His whole body was like mud, and everyone was stunned.

Yang Ping was beaten to death, weak, and there was no blood on his face.

A threat of death filled Yang Ping's body and mind. Chen Qi made every move very hard, and he seemed to be dying when he hit him.

He is really scared!

Yang Ping's eyes flashed. A real man could bend and stretch, and suddenly said, "I, I don't know that you are an ancient martial arts master. Yang Ping offended him!"

Ancient martial arts masters deserve respect everywhere, even though Chen Qi is younger than him.

But he did it temporarily for revenge.

Ancient martial arts master?

Chen Qi was stunned, but then he realized that these people probably thought they were the kind of practitioners who practice ancient martial arts on Earth.

"Just apologize like this and want to finish it?" Chen Qi said.

Yang Ping looked stunned. Chen Qi would not let him go if he didn't show some sincerity.

Could it be that my elder brother of the Peking Gang still has to kneel down?

But seeing Chen Qi staring at him made him feel cold all over.

Yang Ping struggled for a moment and said to himself, "You kid, you are cruel, I will accept it today." But after you go back, you kid, don't think about it."

Yang Ping was not vague as he said that, and knelt down directly. Although face is important, life is even more important.

In this way, Yang Ping knelt in humiliation in front of Chen Qi. Chen Qi glanced at him, Zhou Cheng in the distance was pale and he immediately knelt down. All the other little brothers present also knelt down.

"Did you know you're wrong?"

"We know that we shouldn't attack you, we overestimate our abilities." Yang Ping endured the humiliation in his heart and said with a blue face.

"Wrong."

"Wrong, wasn't it?" Yang Ping and others were stunned.

"You are wrong, that's not to scold me for having a mother or not. What I, Chen Qi, hates people the most in my life, is this sentence. Just based on your words today, your mouth will be broken today."

A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Qi's eyes.

He was an orphan, and this sentence hurt his inner pain.

A murderous intent spread, covering Yang Ping's body. Yang Ping felt that Chen Qi was a peerless ferocious beast at this moment, exposing his nature, and his eyes were filled with a captivating light.

Yang Ping was immediately scared.

This murderous intent made him feel as if he was in an ice cave, and a chill rose all over his body.

"I'm wrong, brother, it's because I have a mother's birth but no mother's teachings. I'm wrong, it's because I'm wrong." Yang Ping's face changed and he kept slapping his face, resounding through the entire bar one by one. At this moment, the music in the bar had already stopped, and the slap was very loud.

When Zhou Cheng saw that his elder brother was like this, he was so scared that he quickly slapped him. The other younger brothers looked frightened. In the incredible gazes of everyone, his face soon became swollen and red.

"I was wrong, please let us go, brother."

Yang Ping and Zhou Cheng looked frightened. Chen Qi took action just now and they also saw it.

This is definitely not an ordinary teenager.

Chen Qimo kept silent and was about to say something.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a group of serious people came in from outside, a middle-aged man in his older age, wearing a black casual suit, a national face, a flat head, and a hint of elegance.

This person has a heavy breath and can hear roars when he breathes.

It is exactly what Yang Ping said, Du Hua, the leader of the Peking Gang.

Seeing that the members of their Peking Gang actually knelt down to a stranger, Du Hua's face looked extremely ugly.

Du Hua has practiced ancient martial arts since childhood. Although it is only a broken piece, he has practiced for decades and has produced strong strength in his body. The force of a finger can penetrate the wall. He is a master.

It is precisely because of his strength that the Beiping Gang can be as stable as a mountain in Beiping City. Who can't hear his Du Hua's name give him a little bit of thin air?

Those below nodded and bowed when they saw Du Hua, and were very respectful.

Once upon a time, Du Hua used his own strength to eliminate a large force in the enemy gang, killing dozens of masters and ten ancient martial arts powerful men, shocking many people in the Circle.

It is precisely because of this that no one dares to provoke the Peking Gangzhan.

Because provocation means offending a powerful ancient martial arts master, Du Hua. This is no less than a behavior of seeking death!

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Suddenly, more than a hundred people made way, and looked at the boss of their Peking Gang with admiration.

In the eyes of the Peking Gang, middle-aged people are invincible existences.

Anything that cannot be solved cannot be solved as long as the boss takes action. Once Du Hua takes action, the other party will either die or be injured. None of them will have a good ending.

But they didn't expect that a big shot like Du Hua would come here today.

Yang Ping's face was happy, but he didn't expect that his kneeling body immediately straightened his waist.

Everyone present looked at Du Hua, the big shot, and was full of surprise.
Chapter completed!