twenty three

After Chen Ping killed three peripheral bodyguards in an instant in a flash that was so gorgeous that he looked like a show-off, Tang Aozhi was shocked. Perhaps Mr. Chen also had the idea of ​​remaining a worldly expert at this moment. In short, at this moment, his pure and elegant face could no longer be seen.

Not caring about a hint of cynicism, replaced by absolute concentration.

Don’t look down on anyone, don’t be afraid of anyone, move forward bravely, and never go to any disadvantage. Unparalleled spirit!

Tang Aozhi, who is a pervert in close combat, and Chen Ping, who can hit almost every target with a flying knife within thirty meters, this combination is invincible as long as they don't encounter a madman who dares to shoot with a machine gun.

Tang Aozhi seemed to be stunned by the completely different temperament that Chen Ping changed in an instant. At this time, Tang Aozhi was slightly in a trance.

"Did you suddenly feel that your husband is wise and powerful?" Chen Ping pinched his soft face. Although his tone was teasing, his expression was as sharp as ever.

Very contradictory yet harmonious.

Tang Aozhi suddenly realized that she couldn't understand this man. Shouldn't such a young master stay at home and be pampered since he was a child? Even if he knew how to fist and kick, it shouldn't be worth mentioning, but Chen Ping's action just now completely overturned her idea.

Three sword strikes, the interval was extremely short. Before she could react, Chen Ping had already killed the people outside the villa without making any sound.

Too domineering.

She looked at Chen Ping at this time, and suddenly felt like she couldn't adapt to the huge gap.

"Walk."

Chen Ping suddenly said calmly, although he had just said that he would hand over the command to the woman next to him, Chen Ping, who had an extraordinary sense of this kind of thing, still unconsciously controlled every move of the two of them.

He rushed towards the door and jumped high. Chen Ping's terrifying explosive power since he was a child was fully demonstrated at this moment. He kicked the door hard, and the luxurious wooden door shattered into pieces in an instant!

Tang Aozhi's heart twitched again.

"who?!"

There was a dull roar coming from the second floor. It seemed to come from the bedroom on the second floor. It was full of energy, but the good sound insulation effect made it difficult to isolate the sound.

But in the end, no one went downstairs to see what was going on. After the low drink, the whole villa suddenly fell silent.

Chen Ping didn't have time to observe the luxurious furnishings in the villa hall, and quickly rushed upstairs. Tang Aozhi followed up with clarity.

This is common sense. Although the space in the hall is not large, it is definitely not small. It is more than enough for two guns to shoot at each other. But the second floor is different. It is relatively narrow and the linear space is smaller and shorter. Chen Ping believes that the other party does not dare to go to the second floor.

shot.

In TV novels, it is nonsense to shoot at a dozen people in a small room of tens of square meters. In reality, if such a situation occurs, the bullets that bounce off the wall will accidentally injure many people, so as long as they rush up to the two

Building, in a space that mostly consists of curved corridors, modern gadgets like guns have almost no use.

The opponent seemed to be quite confident in his fists and kicks, or he was careless and did not hold any modern weapons in his hands, and he also had a tacit understanding and did not charge down.

Chen Ping and Tang Aozhi rushed into the corridor. They breathed a sigh of relief when they first spotted a man standing at the door of the second bedroom in the corridor.

The lights on the second floor had already been turned on, and Chen Ping could easily see the man's face.

Not tall, about 1.7 meters. He looks thin, but his not-burly figure gives people an extremely shocking impact and impressive momentum. He is about thirty years old and should be at the peak of his life.

He remained motionless and looked at the two men and women wearing masks in front of him with calm expressions.

There is no contempt, no defensiveness, and a very calm look in his eyes.

Chen Ping was not surprised when he met this master who could tell at just one glance that he was not a simple master. No one who was coaxed by the outside world had one or several characters with abnormal strength, like those around Chen Fusheng.

Chen Qingzhi, Zhou Xiaoque, and the bald Meng Chong beside Huangfu Weiyu. After meeting Granny Wa, Chen Ping was almost sure that Granny Wa also played this role around the mysterious head of the Li family.

Han Yelin, the local emperor of a province, was surrounded by local chickens and dogs. No one would believe him if he told him.

The middle-aged man stood quietly, neither speaking nor taking action. The bedroom next to him was unusually quiet, as if he was there, and the Yunnan native emperor inside was particularly confident.

"Are you stalling for time to wait for reinforcements?" Chen Ping raised a mean and mocking smile at the corner of his mouth and said slowly, with a calm tone.

There was a flash of appreciation in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he couldn't explain or refute anything, so he nodded directly.

"What happens after your so-called reinforcements arrive?" Chen Ping smiled even more playfully. He was only about twenty meters away from the man in front of him. Chen Ping believed that even if it couldn't kill him, it would be enough to make him 100% in trouble.

"Kill you." The man didn't avoid anything. It should have been something that everyone knew well. Since Chen Ping asked, he told the truth without being hypocritical.

Chen Ping shook his head and said calmly: "It's a pity, I don't want to die yet."

Take action instantly!

A bit of silver light was particularly dazzling in the corridor. Touch it, wave your hand, and it's done in one go.

The middle-aged man's pupils narrowed and he subconsciously moved aside, but a sharp pain still came from his left shoulder.

Coming out of the body, at a distance of about twenty meters, the power of the flying knife was comparable to that of a bullet.

This time Tang Aozhi was not in a daze. The moment Chen Ping threw his hands away, she had already rushed out.

His light and delicate body is full of wildness, and he rushes forward quickly, giving off an unstoppable and powerful temperament.

The middle-aged man was staggered by Chen Ping's flying knife. He stabilized his body and quickly faced Tang Aozhi, who was shooting at him.

This young woman deserves to be taken seriously by him. But judging from her aura, she is already pretty good. This is the evaluation of a middle-aged person.

Hold your breath, concentrate, and pump your fists.

Brutal and domineering, as fast as lightning, moving forward inexorably.

The fists collided, Tang Aozhi's slightly delicate little fists were delicate, while the middle-aged man's big hands were rough.

There was a crisp and muffled sound, and then Tang Aozhi flew backwards, which shows the strength of this punch.

Chen Ping didn't hesitate at all. He seized the opportunity and launched two flying knives. The middle-aged man raised his injured left hand again and endured the two knives without dodging.

Two blood holes appeared on his hand again. In addition to the original one, blood was flowing rapidly from the three blood holes. The middle-aged man's face turned pale.

Chen Ping supported Tang Aozhi, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "Why don't you hide?"

Although the middle-aged man looked pale, no one doubted his ability to kill a normal person in an instant at this moment. He shook his head and said: "I can't hide this time, the knife is too fast, but next time, you can't hit me.

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Although the words are plain, they convey a strong confidence.

Chen Ping's narrowed eyes flashed with murderous intent and gloom, and he sneered: "What's your name?"

"Yang Ligang."

"It's a good name, but you hurt my woman, and I really can't think of a reason for you to live." Chen Ping said calmly, touching Tang Aozhi's face, and said softly: "How do you feel?"

Tang Aozhi felt hot in his heart, bit his lip, struggled to stand upright and said, "It's okay."

"Deal with him as soon as possible."

Chen Ping suddenly whispered something, and rushed over without any warning. Finally, two flying knives appeared in his hands, shook his hand, and fired!

Tang Aozhi followed closely behind.

Yang Ligang is indeed a person. At such a close distance, Chen Ping's flying knife unexpectedly missed this time. Yang Ligang's calm eyes suddenly burst out with a bright light, his body twisted strangely, and two silver rays escaped in a blink of an eye.

A good knife. Yang Ligang praised it, then raised his intact fist to face Chen Ping.

In terms of duel, maybe Chen Ping really couldn't beat a bitch like Tang Aozhi, but as soon as he and Yang Li came into contact with his terrifying explosive power, the middle-aged man stumbled back several steps, and what followed him was Tang Aozhi's sharp and fierce attack.

Spicy whipped legs.

Husband and wife fight against each other together? Tang Aozhi suddenly thought of this in her mind in a very absurd way. She had never thought that romance equaled roses to candlelight dinner, but she felt that it was very romantic now.

Chen Ping pulled out a throwing knife from the corner and, together with Tang Aozhi, attacked the inhumanly tough bodyguard.

Yang Ligang retreated while fighting and passed by the bedroom where he was just now. Chen Ping made no move. It seemed that killing Yang Ligang had become his only goal.

Yang Ligang's heart sank, and he stood at the door of the third bedroom, refusing to take even a step back, intending to hold on for dear life.

Chen Ping suddenly took a step forward and almost bumped into Yang Ligang.

Yang Li just subconsciously stepped back, and then his expression changed drastically.

Chen Ping stood in front of the third bedroom door. The sarcastic smile on his lips flashed away. When he opened the door, he saw a shirtless man in his fifties who was hugging a young and beautiful woman.

Staring at the door.

Chen Ping looked at him with a playful smile.

Han Yelin's eyes were gloomy and cold.

A bit of silver light was thrown out of Chen Ping's hand without any warning. I don't know whether Chen Ping deliberately let it slip or was out of control. The flying knife was nailed to the bedside table and almost grazed Han Yelin's scalp.

Outright insult and ridicule.

Yang Ligang went completely crazy. Chen Ping paid attention to the time and felt that his goal had been achieved tonight. He pulled Tang Aozhi to retreat decisively. It didn't matter whether Han Yelin was dead or alive. What was important was that maybe tomorrow, the storm that had been brewing in Yunnan these days would break out.

It's coming.

I got into the Audi car, started the car, and drove out of the gate of the villa area at the same slow speed.

"Daughter-in-law, do you think my husband is being very manly tonight? Come and give me a kiss?" Chen Ping lit a cigarette, shook his numb arm, and said with a smile.

Tang Aozhi hesitated for a moment, then actually turned his head and kissed Chen Ping like a dragonfly.

Chen Ping smiled wildly.

The fun has begun, am I going to make a fortune this time?
Chapter completed!