Zhou Ping'an's words seemed to hurt Guan Zhongyi.

He said irritably, "I am not a dog, you are! You are the dog willing to give people a drink. Your master can satisfy you by throwing a bone to you. I am not!"

"What are you not?"

Zhou Ping'an sneered: "You claim to be a manipulator of the world, but in fact? What are you going to be without King Wen's power? If you don't say anything else, just say that the two people at the door, without King Wen, will they care about your life or death?"

"Brother, have you not recognized it yet? It is not a chaotic world where heroes are together. Even if you are not a prince, you can only be an aide. What is the aide? A nice saying and name of a dog walking on two legs is the same. The only difference is that I can see the reality clearly and willingly, but you can't see the reality clearly. You think that King Wen can't leave you. You think everything is your credit. But sadly, you sometimes don't even need a bone. Just touch your head, and you will work happily."

Zhou Ping'an's words made Guan Zhongyi's face look extremely ugly.

With the soup and blood on his face, Guan Zhongyi now has no taste of his previous master style.

With a sneer, Zhou Ping'an said, "I don't care what you are doing in the capital for what purpose. In short, it's all those things. OK, let's fight. It depends on whether you win to the end or I laugh to the end."

"You'd better hurry up. I can't wait to appreciate how much my kung fu has grown after not seeing you for more than ten years."

After Zhou Ping'an finished speaking, he turned around and left.

At the same time, all the Jinyiwei on the first floor followed Zhou Ping'an very consciously and formed a protective momentum.

Zhou Ping'an walked to the door, but saw two men, one tall and one short, without any intention of giving way.

"roll."

Zhou Ping'an spit out a word coldly.

It was this word that angered two people at the same time.

The shorter man smiled on his face, but his eyes were flashing with a cold light, and he said to Zhou Ping'an: "No one in the world dares to speak like this to our brothers."

"Is this a world of martial arts?"

Zhou Ping'an looked at him with a fool's eyes and said, "You two, do you want me to respect them as dogs?"

"If you have the ability, you can do it. With such a close distance, you two have to kill me in the blink of an eye. No one can stop you. If you want to do it, come."

After Zhou Ping'an finished speaking, he looked at the two people on the opposite side staring at him angrily, but he never dared to really take action.

"Let them go."

This is Guan Zhongyi's voice.

Two men, one tall and one short, looked very bad.

But he still made way.

Zhou Ping'an sneered and said, "Did you see clearly? In this world, a dog with high martial arts skills is useless. It is just a sharper teeth. But it is still a dog. If you can't figure it out, go back and think about it carefully. Do you really think of yourself as an expert in the world? Nonsense."

Before his words could be fully completed, Zhou Ping'an had already taken away with the men, leaving the two brothers with ugly faces as if they had eaten a fly.

After a while, Guan Zhongyi walked over slowly, covering his stomach.

His image was in a mess at this time, but he didn't care. Instead, he muttered something, as if thinking about something.

The taller man couldn't help but speak, "Why not kill him?"
Chapter completed!