"What a big tone, how can one hand be enough?

I think it's better to let you go with three legs."

How could He Jian believe in this evil?

Since he came out of his womb, how could he be convinced except to defeat He Pingfan?

"Hahaha--" The young men of Jiangzhou were amused by He Jian and laughed.

Mr. Cao's eyes gradually became sharp, like a substantial sword light.

He browsed and suddenly took action.

Peng - A figure flew out and thundered heavily on the coffee table more than ten meters away with a loud bang.

Crack—Li Huamu’s coffee table was smashed into pieces, and He Jian let out a yo, struggling in the debris.

Everyone was shocked and nervous instinctively.

An Ruyi's delicate body trembled slightly, and Lan Kexin opened her mouth, "Oh!"

Yin Haoyu and others were completely stunned, and they were all stunned.

Some people even had a cold sweat behind their backs and secretly regretted it in their hearts.

My God! Just a young master Cao is already so powerful. If he meets those strong men in Jianghuai, Jiangzhou will probably really go back in shame this time.

So some people put their hopes on He Pingfan. If there is anyone who can control Mr. Cao, he may be the only one.

But Mr. Cao's attack shocked everyone present.

He Pingfan was also a little surprised. He didn't even see Mr. Cao's strength, which was strange.

If he guessed correctly, he wouldn't have used all his strength.

A young man in his twenties can reach this level, and this talent is probably not comparable to that of a young man.

Fortunately, He Jian took the beating, and then staggered up after being beaten. However, he no longer had the arrogance he had before, and there was a deep sense of fear in his eyes.

This was the second time he had suffered a crushing defeat in his life, and he was beaten away by someone.

He could not predict how strong the opponent's strength was.

"I'm paralyzed, you're attacking me."

Mr. Cao looked disdainful, and the young men of Jianghuai looked respectful when they saw him.

Even the Dunshi man who challenged He Jian just now stood aside obediently.

"Now you can cash in on the bet you just did."

"Leave an arm and get out!"

He Jian's face changed drastically. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. His parents want to break one of his hands?

There is no door.

But seeing the other party's aura, He Jian could no longer hold it back and shouted at He Pingfan, "Mr. He, save me!"

"ah?"

The young men from Jianghuai were stunned for a moment and looked over with He Jian's gaze.

When they saw He Pingfan, they burst into laughter.

What a joke, who can save you in front of Mr. Cao?

Jianghuai has always been known for its martial arts, and the martial arts province is not in vain.

Mr. Cao stopped and looked back at He Pingfan.

He Pingfan stood among the two girls, with an ordinary appearance and ordinary dress, and there was no way to see anything special about it.

At the beginning, he thought he had admitted his mistake, but He Jian was indeed looking in this direction.

Is this the master he expects?

Haha... A playful smile flashed across Mr. Cao's face, and he decided to play a game.

He wants to completely destroy the confidence of these Jiangzhou young men psychologically.

Since He Jian asked for help from the young man in front of him, he should have some ability, right?

If not, that would be a joke.

Of course, there is also a possibility.

This young man has a very big background, so big that Young Master Cao is willing to bow down and no longer pursue what he is today.

Is this just possible?

He really doesn't believe that a wealthy young man with a great background would look like he was in a down-and-out manner?

A wealthy young man who can live in a place must be a family in the capital and must have real power.

Otherwise, even if the Heavenly King comes, I will not be able to see the situation in front of me.

Mr. Cao's eyes fell on He Pingfan and said lightly, "You are Mr. He?"

He Pingfan shook his head and said quietly, "I'm not a bullshit."

Forehead?

Mr. Cao was stunned, this guy was cursing people.

His face turned cold, "Who are you?"

He Pingfan walked out of the crowd and said slowly, "I am He Pingfan, a sophomore in the Chinese Department of Jiangzhou University, what about?

Do you have any objections?”

A sophomore?

Mr. Cao suddenly felt that his thoughts just now were redundant, and even if such a person was stepped on, it would not be very meaningful.

Judging from this guy's appearance, he doesn't look like a master or a wealthy young man with great background. There is only one possibility.

A pitiful follower, and a frog in the well who knows nothing about life and death.

Because the strong have powerful auras that cannot be concealed, just like themselves, the powerful aura often makes people shudder.

Master said that only when a person's cultivation reaches an extremely high level can he cover up his breath.

This is the legendary return to simplicity and truth.

But in reality, how many people can reach this level?

Not to mention a young man who is only seventeen or eighteen years old, that is simply impossible.

Are they trying to pretend to be a comparison or to be mysterious?

No matter what they want to do, if they meet themselves today, they will only have one fate.

The weak are destined to be trampled under their feet.

Mr. Cao snorted coldly, "Leave your hand behind, today's matter has been revealed."

So—Someone actually breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, the other party did not harm others.

Yin Haoyu thought so too.

He looked at He Jian sympathetically, feeling helpless.

If He Pingfan can't save him, he can only accept his fate.

But can He Pingfan really save him?

With Cao Shaolu's skills just now, everyone was talking in their hearts.

He Pingfan smiled and glanced at the group of sarcastic young men in Jianghuai, "Mr. Cao is so kind. Leaving one hand can solve the problem."

I saw him stretch out his hand casually, "Which one do you want?"

Cao Shao was stunned, An Ruyi blurted out instinctively and shouted with concern, "He Pingfan!"

He Pingfan looked back at her, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He was too free and easy and never took anyone seriously. For some reason, a sudden hatred arose in Cao Shao's heart.

No one dares to be so calm in front of him and not take himself seriously at all. This kid deserves to die! "Then leave your hands behind!"

Mr. Cao suddenly took action and pinched He Pingfan's wrist very quickly. As long as he used his power to shake, He Pingfan's entire arm bone would be broken into pieces.

Then, let’s see how he still pretends to be calm and gentle in front of him.

An internal force suddenly burst out, swallowing his aura like a tiger, directly crushing He Pingfan's arms.

However... Mr. Cao suddenly felt an empty, light nothingness, as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

His power was instantly swallowed by this terrible nothingness.

Oh no! Mr. Cao was shocked, his face turned pale in an instant, and a deep sense of fear flashed through his pupils.

Peng - Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, a force that was ten times stronger than just now suddenly burst out, hitting his chest along his arm.

That feeling was as if someone swung a sledgehammer and hit the chest hard.

His figure took a few steps back and his body shook.

Um — A fishy smell surged from my throat.

"Mr. Cao!"

The dark-skinned man saw the clues and shouted in a hurry.

Mr. Cao waved his hand and forced himself to swallow the fishy smell, saying hard, "Let them go!"
Chapter completed!