"It's not that we can't suppress Mr. Xiong, but that his backer is very strong. So when we first suppressed Mr. Xiong, we were all obstacles and restraints, and we eventually had to give up."

Wu Tianlei sighed.

"It's interesting, then who is his backer?"

Wu Tianlei's face was very serious and he slowly shook his head: "We didn't understand it, we just don't know how powerful the big guys in the Hai family are."

"But we have also considered that what can make people restrain us at the same time is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. They must have a lot of energy."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "Then, Master Xiong is a dog?"

"Yes, you won't be trying to attack Master Xiong, right? It depends on the owner to beat the dog."

Wu Tianlei said with some concern.

"Evil dogs should be beaten hard. As for those who indulge evil dogs, they should also be beaten, right?"

Chen Ping said for granted.

Isn’t the Hai family affiliated to the Chen family?

Why would the Hai family support Xiong Ye to compete for Wu Tianlei's territory and industry?

This is a bit interesting.

The wolf is ambitious, it’s time to hit the Hai family.

Wu Tianlei was shocked, but when he thought of Chen Ping's background, he felt that Chen Ping was indeed qualified to say this.

"Then I'll make some arrangements and take someone to copy his nest later."

Wu Tianlei said loyally.

"You arrange it first, where is his nest?" Chen Ping thought for a while and asked.

He decided to go there himself.

"In the Golden Dragon Club, it is the club that Mr. Xiong himself runs. He usually stays there all day." Wu Tianlei replied quickly.

"Okay, you can make arrangements quickly."

Chen Ping waved his hand, opened the car door and got out.

Wu Tianlei took out his cell phone, dialed the number and said seriously: "Afu, call all brothers to do something big."

Chen Ping watched Wu Tianlei's car leave, and explained a few words to Shiqi, who was beside him, asking her to send Guan Tangyan back to Guan's house.

Then, he took two members of the Shadow Guard and stood on the side of the road and called for a taxi.

"Golden Dragon Club, hurry up."

"Okay."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and drove the car very fast.

When he arrived at the gate of the Golden Dragon Club, Chen Ping paid for the bus.

He looked at the magnificent gate of the Golden Dragon Club and ordered two members of the Shadow Guard to wait nearby. He walked in with a calm expression on his face.

"Sir, please stop."

Two security guards stopped Chen Ping who walked into the lobby.

"What does it mean?"

Chen Ping asked with a smile.

The security guard looked at Chen Ping with contempt, pointed to the sign beside him and said, "Look at it yourself, you can't enter if you don't have to dress."

Chen Ping tidied up his clothes: "It's OK now."

"Hahaha, are you stupid? Do you think it's enough to just make clothes up? You're taking yourself too seriously."

A security guard smiled sarcastically.

"This is more poor than stupid. You dare to come to us without money. Do you know what the minimum consumption of our Golden Dragon Club is? You just can't afford it even if you sell both kidneys."

Another security guard followed.

"Hurry up and let this trash get out of here. The Golden Dragon Club will not accept Kuangbi. Let the guests see him. That will lower the image of our Golden Dragon Club."

The foreman beside him looked at Chen Ping with contempt.

"A group of dogs look down on people's low things. I'm here to find Mr. Xiong."

Chen Ping said with a sneer.

"Damn it! You see us Mr. Xiong at any time. Are you looking for death?"

"If such a trash person comes to find Mr. Xiong, he will come to seek revenge. I will catch it and question it first!"

Two security guards pulled out the rubber rollers and rushed towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "If you want to die, you will be able to fulfill your wishes."

Chen Ping raised his legs sideways, kicked out a handsome high whip leg, and two security guards flew backwards one after another.

The two security guards flew back a few meters away, then fell heavily on the smooth floor, and were pushed and slid out for more than ten meters by inertia. It was not until their heads hit the wall that they stopped completely.

"ah!"

The foreman let out a sharp scream, and his whole body was already scared and entered a hysterical state.

Chen Ping walked forward, slashed his palm on the foreman's neck, and knocked the foreman into a coma.

"I can really scream, and my voice should sing the soprano."

Chen Ping complained and walked towards the passage in the club.

...

The surveillance video captured a scene that happened in the lobby. The security guard guard guarding the surveillance room immediately rushed into the room where Mr. Xiong was.

"Mr. Xiong, no, someone rushed in."

"An? Who is so bold? How many people have come?" Mr. Xiong slapped the table and said domineeringly.

"One, one person."

"Damn it! You're so panicked, you're so scared. Follow the old rules." Mr. Xiong said angrily.

"yes."

The security guard hurriedly left the arrangement.

Soon, eight burly men entered the room and stood behind Mr. Xiong: "All arrangements are made. As long as you give orders, no one can go out alive."

"good."

Master Xiong sat on the sofa with a big golden knife, slowly raised his right hand and stretched out his middle and index fingers.

A strong man immediately picked up a cigar and put it between Mr. Xiong's two fingers.

Click.

The lighter made a crisp sound, and the flames lit the cigar in Mr. Xiong's finger.

Bang!

Chen Ping kicked open the door. Master Xiong looked at Chen Ping who was entering the door with a slanted eye, slowly put it to his mouth with a cigar in his arms, and took a deep breath.

"call!"

Master Xiong spit out a smoke ring at Chen Ping and said with a smile: "You are so brave. I haven't gone to find you yet. You dare to run to my territory."

"Looking a cigar with a lighter, you are at the level of a nouveau riche."

Chen Ping said coldly.

Master Xiong glared at his eyes. He originally smoked cigars for the sake of style, but Chen Ping said that he was a nouveau riche, so Master Xiong couldn't bear it anymore.

"I don't care if I use a lighter, can I use a match? You are a foolish silly?" Mr. Xiong roared.

"The earth hammer is the earth hammer. The worst thing to do when smoking cigars is to use cedar matches. Lighters are not used to smoke cigars. If you don't understand, don't pretend. Be humble or not."

After being taught a few words by Chen Ping, Mr. Xiong couldn't hold back his face.

Mr. Xiong, with a dark face, pressed the cigar hard into the ashtray: "You are so fucking pretending to be a big deal in front of me, what the hell are you? An arrogant young man who doesn't know how to advance and retreat, dare to come to my territory to cause trouble!"

"Do you don't know how arrogant you are? You will know later." Chen Ping said lightly.

"Damn it! It's not your turn to scold me, you guy. Why are you standing stupidly? Catch him. I want to educate him hard so that he can know what Master Xiong's dignity is not to be violated!"

Master Xiong roared angrily, and his right hand slapped the table hard, making a bang sound.

The eight strong men standing behind Mr. Xiong stood up together. They were the eight gold medal thugs under Mr. Xiong and the strongest combat power under Mr. Xiong.
Chapter completed!