"Keep people under your command!"

When He Ping knocked the leader of the man in black to the ground and raised the steel whip in his hand to break his hands and feet, an angry shout came from the corner of the street. He Ping looked up and saw a big, thick black-faced man with a black beard standing like a hedgehog standing there. Although he was wearing black clothes, it was obvious that he was not at the same level as those of the man in black.

Keep someone behind? What a joke! How could He Ping listen to other people's orders? He glanced at the black-faced man, then completely ignored his existence. The steel whip in his hand suddenly hit. With a scream, the leg bones of the man in black broke into two pieces. He Ping had already done a lot of such things when punishing the criminals. Now he is familiar with the way he doesn't even need a second move. With just one blow, there is another cripple in the world.

"You... are arrogant!" The black-faced man was furious and watched his people be ruined by others. Even if these men in black were just evil dogs, the so-called beating of dogs depends on the owner. If the evil dogs are wronged, the owner of course cannot stand out for them one by one. But if they are wronged and lose face of the master, the master must come forward: "Dare to offend the Pang family, stinky brat, I think you are impatient, right?"

"I am impatient with life? Are you too annoying?" He Ping also got a little angry: "You guys, one from the Pang family, one from the right, and one from the Pang family. What else do you know besides the Pang family? Do you go and eat shit? You know that the name of the Pang family is hanging in your mouth, and what else do you do except bully the weak? They are young and strong, and don't go to the front line to fight with the Aucklanders, but stay here to deal with their compatriots. Are you shameless?"

"You...I..." The black-faced man was speechless when he heard He Ping's reprimand, but he quickly realized that even though He Ping was telling the truth, what qualifications does He Ping have to say this? So he quickly calmed down and said coldly: "Hmph, a clever little guy, he has good skills in his mouth. However, if you messed with our Pang family today, you are unlucky. No matter what your origin is, you don't want to escape unscathed."

The black-faced man said, strode towards He Ping and the young man in white. Of course, he saw the men in black all over the ground. Looking at the condition of the two, he could naturally think that He Ping should have handled all the dozen men in black alone, but so what? These men in black have mediocre martial arts, and even the leader is rubbish. It only takes a minute for him to handle such a dozen people. He Ping's record can't scare him.

"It's so miserable!" The black-faced man was still approaching. The young man in white robe pulled He Ping and whispered in his ear: "This man is not comparable to those men in black. Those men in black are just a dog from the Pang family. Although he kept calling out to the Pang family, the Pang family didn't care much about their life or death. This black-faced man was different. He was a real child of the Pang family, and he was still the one in his own family. He was very skilled in martial arts, and I couldn't even delay time. Now we are all finished!"

He Ping didn't care when he heard the warning from the young man in white robe. He was very skilled in martial arts? He could be stronger than the Silver Wolf Chris? If he was really that strong, the Pang family would have long become a well-known family. He would have to earn military merits to the nobles and still have to stay in other people's territory? Faced with him who was immature, wasn't Chris still not even able to survive for ten rounds? His combat power is no longer comparable to that in the past. Besides, the sample Curry also has magic weapons and various guns. No matter how strong it is, can he still block bullets?

"Two bad guys, no one of you can escape today!" As he approached, the black-faced man pulled out the long sword at his waist. A flash of cold light, He Ping knew that the long sword in his hand was definitely not a big deal, and it could not be compared with the knife in the black man's hand. It must be a specially customized quality. It seems that the young man in white robe was right. This guy is not an ordinary person and has a great status in the Pang family.

Swish!

The steel whip in He Ping's hand disappeared. This scene made the white-robed young man next to him a little stunned. The black-faced man who was approaching here also paused his pace for progress. This matter was a bit strange. They had never seen the stranger He Ping descending to the military world, so they were a little fussy about He Ping taking off his weapons casually. The white-robed young man also remembered that when he first saw He Ping riding on the horse, he seemed to have not seen any weapons, and when he dismounted and fought, he had a steel whip on his hand.

The black-faced man was a little surprised and suspicious. This matter was a bit beyond his common sense. At such a close distance, he could not see any special device. Even if he was a magician, he could not just turn a pair of steel whips away, right? But now, he had already made harsh words and had to keep moving forward. However, the speed of moving forward was much slower, and his actions became very vigilant, as if he was ready to escape at any time.

If he had not met these men in black, He Ping might have the mood to play a few moves with a master like the black-faced man to treat his itchy hands. But now, after the battle just now, he had already fought enough. He Ping was not a hardworking person, and he would not have done it himself without taking it himself. There were round after round, when would it be the end? So he simply put away the cold weapon and took out his USP.45 tactical pistol.

Seeing He Ping take out something out of thin air, the black-faced man paused again, but he really couldn't recognize what He Ping was doing. He didn't know what it was for, but it didn't look like a weapon no matter how he looked. So he boldly continued to move forward. He Ping held the gun in his right hand and waved his left hand again, and a muffler appeared in his hand. The difference between USP.45's tactical and standard type is in addition to adjustable sight and competition trigger, it is to lengthen the threaded barrel. The biggest function of this barrel is to install muffler.

This small town is not big. If you don’t install mufflers, you might have a new enemy after dealing with this black-faced man. He Ping is a little impatient now and naturally doesn’t want to cause new trouble. He put the muffler on his pistol in a few strokes. After doing these actions, he pointed the muzzle at the black-faced man.

The black-faced man stopped instantly. Although he didn't know what that thing was, when he was aimed, the hair immediately exploded and his scalp began to numb. He could tell him that it was dangerous! Very dangerous! Could it be some kind of long-range weapon? Thinking of this, the black-faced man wanted to dodge to the side and then leave here immediately.
Chapter completed!