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As soon as Chen Ping said this, everyone present was stunned.

The short man in the lead was also stunned for a moment, and then he could no longer hide the mocking smile on his lips. The most important thing for his people on their path is loyalty. Seeing Chen Ping clarifying the relationship with Duanmu Junjie without any hesitation, the short man

Men can only feel bad for Duanmu Junjie. Everyone can only lament that this man who was extremely domineering and sharp in the Kunming underworld was blind this time and got involved with someone like Chen Ping.

Duanmu Junjie was also stunned for a moment, but there was no surprise at all. When life and death were at stake, some people might even betray their relatives. He didn't expect Chen Ping, who had nothing to do with him in the first place, to help. Although he directly cleared the relationship and let Duanmu Junjie

I feel a little unhappy, but this is reasonable. After all, no one would stand up for someone who has no friendship and may even become an opponent.

"Hello?! Are you a man?" After hearing Chen Ping's words, Zhao Yaqin immediately opened her eyes and jumped up and shouted, seeming a little unhappy. Even the tension of being pointed at a gun was relieved a lot.

Chen Ping looked at Zhao Yaqin who was furious. There was no disgust or disdain in the girl's unusually clear eyes, but they were filled with a very simple anger. She seemed a little confused by Chen Ping's behavior at this time. This kind of family background is not ordinary.

It is extremely difficult for a child to maintain such innocence in a power whirlpool like Beijing.

Mr. Chen spread his hands and said calmly: "It's not up to you to decide whether I am a man, but if I stand out now, I may become a dead person. What do you think I should do?"

Zhao Yaqin was stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly remembered the thing in the little man's hand, her delicate body trembled, and she weakly hid behind Duanmu Junjie.

She may not be a vase in the future, but she will definitely not have the slightest connection with the title of strong woman. She is simple, cute, a little kind, will hurt when she is hurt, and will cry when she is hurt. This kind of flower growing in a greenhouse may not be

She is pampered, but some of the fights in the underworld are obviously not suitable for her.

Such a girl should have lived in the sun, smiling and dancing for her man.

"Well said." The short man chuckled after hearing Chen Ping's words. Most young people nowadays are impetuous and care about face. In critical moments, even if they know that they are defeated, they still have to stand up for the loyalty of their so-called buddies. Young people like this

There are indeed not many people who are so aware of current affairs. Although he despises Chen Ping's behavior in his heart, it is undeniable that he also appreciates Chen Ping's actions deep down. Only such people can live long.

It is better to live than to die. To endure the calm for a while.

In the little man's heart, he seemed to feel that Chen Ping had completely understood these two sentences. However, he did not intend to let this boy go after finishing Duanmu Junjie. After all, he was killing people now, not playing house.

Keeping an eyewitness will do you no good at all.

After standing here talking for a long time, the short man seemed a little impatient. Although he did not think that Duanmu Junjie could come back, he always had to be careful. Every year, many people fell at the feet of their opponents because of procrastination.

, he didn’t want to follow in the footsteps of those people, so he waved his hand with a gloomy face and sneered: “Surround them up.”

The tall men behind him immediately surrounded Duanmu Junjie in the center. Their movements were unified and they cooperated with each other tacitly. They were obviously not comparable to street gangsters. Such people were considered real desperadoes.

Duanmu Junjie saw this and frowned. He obviously had no idea about such a powerful gangster team. Moreover, he had to protect Zhao Yaqin now, so he was even more vulnerable.

Duanmu Junjie looked at the drunken and somewhat unconscious Duanmuyu outside the encirclement, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one else recognized Duanmuyu's identity, otherwise it would have been even more troublesome.

Chen Ping suddenly looked at Zhao Yaqin, smiled lightly and said, "Girl, come to my place and I'll make sure you're fine."

"I don't!" Zhao Yaqin bit her lip, her baby face showing a strange persistence and stubbornness, her eyes looking at Chen Ping were still pure.

Chen Ping's heart softened involuntarily and he shouted: "Come here!"

The short man was stunned. Although Chen Ping's words made him a little unhappy, it was better not to cause trouble at this time, so he automatically ignored Chen Ping's words and directly ordered: "Go ahead, kill this kid first, and then take him back."

Play to death slowly."

The big men surrounding Duanmu Junjie laughed ferociously, waving the watermelon knives in their hands and slashed at Duanmu Junjie.

The space is small, and the worst thing is to be surrounded by people. According to this situation, even if he is strong, Duanmu Junjie will probably be hacked to death here. His figure suddenly rose up, and he grabbed a watermelon knife with his skills. Duanmu Junjie held it tightly

He protected Zhao Yaqin and endured several dangerous blows to break out of the encirclement.

No matter what, it was better than being surrounded by a group of people and hacked to death. Moreover, in this situation, he could not guarantee Zhao Yaqin's safety. He could only rush out and think of a solution later.

Although Duanmu Junjie's idea was good, it completely failed. The people surrounding him were all experienced people. It was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing. After seeing Duanmu Junjie's intention, he acted even more ruthlessly. Within two minutes

Just a few bright red wounds were added to the body of this man who was quite prestigious in the Kunming underworld.

Zhao Yaqin's face was pale. Compared to her sunny world, everything that happened now seemed so unbelievable in her eyes. What happened in just a short while was enough to overturn her past knowledge. In panic, she looked up.

Outside the court, the man named Chen Yaojin squinted his eyes and watched everything that happened on the court without making any movement.

Chen Ping squinted at Duanmu Junjie, who was struggling tenaciously among a group of desperadoes, with an indifferent expression. He and this man were just casual acquaintances, and there was no need to take action for him. According to his idea, if Duanmu Junjie let these people

Hacking him to death was exactly what he wanted, at least he lost one opponent.

Chen Ping suddenly turned his head slightly as if aware of it, and met Zhao Yaqin's eyes. His pure crystal eyes were full of helplessness and fear, and his face was pale, like a precious flower that had been damaged in a violent storm.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Chen Ping finally gave up the idea of ​​using others to torture Duanmu Junjie to death, and said calmly: "Save people."

A flash of silver light suddenly appeared, Chen Ping suddenly raised his hand, and a small flying knife suddenly penetrated the short man's eyebrows with a stunned expression. He opened his eyes and looked at the blood slowly emerging from his forehead. He slowly

He slowly fell to the ground and refused to close his eyes.

The crowd that besieged Duanmu Junjie suddenly became silent and looked at their boss's body falling limply to the ground, all in a daze.

Chen Ping sneered slightly, raised his hand, and shot out three flying knives at once, hitting the backs of the necks of the three people on the field with great accuracy. The crowd surrounding Duanmu Junjie suddenly opened a gap.

Duanmu Junjie was stunned for a moment, and then took this opportunity to stagger out. Chen Ping supported him with a calm expression and said to Tang Aozhi calmly: "Let those people sleep for a while."

Tang Aozhi nodded, and rushed forward with a sharp and ruthless attack. Before those people could react, he had swept down a large area neatly, leaving Duanmu Junjie stunned.

The few remaining knife bandits finally came to their senses. They looked at the woman in front of them who had an extremely terrifying attack, and then looked at their companions underground. After looking at each other, they dropped their weapons and ran away without caring about the lives of their companions.

Tang Aozhi didn't chase him, and returned to Chen Ping with a calm face, expressionless.

The scene became quiet for a moment.

Zhao Yaqin looked at Chen Ping blankly. It was this man who had turned the situation around in an instant. She had not yet reacted to the violent impact.

"Thank you." Duanmu Junjie said solemnly, breathing rapidly. Although the six stab wounds on his body were not serious, it was not optimistic. Now he was struggling to speak.

Chen Ping looked at Duanmu Junjie indifferently, and suddenly the idea of ​​killing him now came into his mind. However, after hesitating for a moment, Chen Ping still did not make a move. He reached out and rubbed Zhao Yaqin's hair. He turned around and left: "I am a rescuer."

It's just a girl. She's fine now. You can take care of it here. Goodbye. Also, call 120 yourself. My phone is out of battery."

A strange look suddenly appeared on Duanmu Junjie's face, as if he was a bit confused about whether to laugh or cry. He looked quite wonderful.
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