Chapter 274

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of Chen Ping!

Li Yi appeared!

In a blink of an eye, the moment he retreated, he kicked with his right foot, directly hitting Zhao Abao's elbow!

clang!

The Shuangling bayonet in Zhao Abao's hand also flew out in an instant, and fell heavily on the ground with a crisp sound!

Zhao Abao was shocked. He didn't expect that this seemingly mediocre boy would have such a powerful bodyguard by his side!

The strength of the opponent is actually so strong!

Li Yi just stared at Zhao Abao coldly, his eyes were full of laziness, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

Zhao Abao twisted the corners of his eyes, reacted quickly, clenched his fists tightly, exerted force with his feet, and flew out with a "bass" bounce, a pair of iron fists with the might of dragons and tigers, blasting away at Li Yi's head angrily!

Li Yi raised his leg and kicked sideways, with great force!

"boom!"

In an instant, a figure flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and smashed heavily on the night market stall beside it!

Li Yi still looked indifferent, standing there, watching the oily Zhao Abao get up from the night market stall.

The corner of this guy's mouth was already bleeding, and a black footprint appeared on the blouse on his chest!

Han Keming's face was ashen at the moment, and his previous arrogance and self-confidence had long since disappeared.

The moment he saw the Abao he was looking for was kicked away by the man who suddenly appeared, he knew he was finished.

Zhao Abao also knew that he was defeated tonight, the opponent's strength was too strong, and he was defeated in just two or three moves!

And from the looks of it, the opponent obviously didn't use his full strength.

He didn't say much, just spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, glanced at the ugly Han Keming on the ground, turned his head and left here, clutching his chest.

"Brother Chen, don't you want to chase?" Ding Si asked.

Chen Ping shook his head, smiled lightly and said, "No need."

Li Yi also glanced at Chen Ping, shrugged and said, "Master, you have too many enemies."

Chen Ping gave the other party a blank look, and said, "It's not me who picks things up."

Next, a group of people surrounded Han Keming who was lying on the ground.

This guy screamed hoarsely: "No, you can't touch me! My father is Han Zhonglei from the Han family in Kyoto..."

"Han, your mother is a big-headed ghost, Han!"

Ding Si has a rather irritable temper, and he has two feet when he goes up.

Han Keming was so miserable, he finally grabbed Chen Ping's trousers, and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes: "Brother Chen, I was really wrong, please let me go! I can't see Mount Tai with my eyes, please Brother Chen!" Let me go……"

"Okay, Young Master Han, how much do you think your remaining arm and life are worth?"

Chen Ping squatted down and said with a playful smile.

Han Keming was terrified by Chen Ping's words: "You...what do you mean? How much is it?"

"Young Master Han, this is your fault. Since you paid for my limbs, you should understand what I mean." Chen Ping grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "To put it simply, you Han Keming is in my hands now, if you want to leave alive, then you have to pay for your life!"

Hearing these words, Han Keming's whole body went limp, and the pain in his knees hit his whole body in an instant!

"This is the North Street of Shangjiang City. My Han family has people here! If you dare to touch me, none of you will leave here alive!"

Han Keming gritted his teeth and threatened, he regretted it very much now, why did he bring Zhao Abao here alone, if he had notified his family here earlier, wouldn't there be nothing wrong with it.

"Hehe, Young Master Han, you've come to this point, and you still want to threaten me."

Chen Ping stretched out his hand and patted Han Keming's face several times in succession.

"Well, I have something to do later, so I'll just make an offer. If you think it's suitable, you can nod. If it's not, I'm afraid you, Young Master Han, will have to lie here tonight."

Chen Ping rolled his eyeballs and smiled.

"You...you can't do this, I really don't understand what you are talking about, I have no money!"

Han Keming was so frightened that his voice trembled, he just nodded if it was suitable, and if it was not suitable, he just lay here, wouldn't that just force himself to nod!

"Okay, since you want to be more specific, I'll give you a count, how much do you think your remaining arm is worth? Or, how much is this broken arm, or your third leg worth? For these, I will quote you a price, you, Young Master Han, can't afford to spend this little money, right?"

Chen Ping said with a thoughtful face.

"You! You are breaking the law! I want to call the police, and you will go to jail! I, I, I... have no money!" Han Keming almost cried out in fright.

Chen Ping smiled mockingly: "No, my Young Master Han, you mentioned this to me now, why did you go earlier? I don't understand, your company has tens of millions of turnover, why, You said you have no money before I made an offer? You are wrong, I don't like businessmen like you!"

"You have to think about it carefully. It is very worthwhile to spend money to buy your remaining limbs and this life."

As he said that, Chen Ping took the iron rod from Ding Si's hand, and clapped it rhythmically in the palm of his right hand. Every sound that fell on Han Keming's ears was torture from the depths of his soul!

At this moment, Han Keming realized how fierce the man in front of him was!

"How much do you want?"

Han Keming was intimidated by Chen Ping, and finally bowed his head in admission.

Chen Ping smiled, showing the face of a profiteer, and stabbed Han Keming's other arm with an iron rod, and said, "I like fair and just transactions. How about this arm? How about three million? You If you think it’s appropriate, nod your head, if it’s not, we’ll discuss it later.”

"How much? Three million? Are you crazy!"

Han Keming's eyes widened and he almost roared, but when he saw the iron rod in Chen Ping's hand, he lowered his brows in embarrassment.

Although my company's turnover is tens of millions, the net profit per month is only 10 to 20 million. As a boss, I have money, but I don't want to waste 3 million to buy an arm!

If this guy wants to buy his third leg, it will be tens of millions!

"Why, it's inappropriate? Young Master Han, you are a businessman, so you don't know that you don't have such a small amount of money. You know, this is your own arm. It's full of flesh and blood. If it is broken, it will hurt so much."

Looking at Chen Ping's innocent smile that day, Han Keming trembled all over. He was really afraid that if the other party went wrong, his own arm would be broken.

"Then let's discuss it again. I'll count by dozens. If you think the three million I just mentioned is okay, then nod. If not, then I have nothing to do." Chen Ping shrugged.

This is called negotiation? Han Keming almost burst into tears.

"Ten, nine, eight, three..."

Chen Ping counted leisurely.

"No, why is it suddenly three?"

Han Keming was stunned and panicked.

"Oh, I'd love to."

Chen Ping replied calmly, patted the iron rod in his hand, and continued to count: "Two..."

"Okay! Three million is three million, I agree!"

Although it is very expensive, Han Keming is a sensible person, and he will not worry about no firewood if he stays in the green hills, so he reluctantly agrees.

"Hey, Young Master Han is indeed a smart person. Then let's talk about your third leg. The price is 10 million!"

Chen Ping patted Han Keming on the shoulder.

Han Keming cried directly: "One... ten million! It was only three million just now, why did it suddenly become ten million!"

Chen Ping spread his hands and said: "Is ten million expensive? I think it's okay. After all, that thing belongs to you, Young Master Han, and it's for you to pass on the family line and be chic. I don't think ten million is too much, unless you, Young Master Han I don’t mind being the last eunuch in history.”

"No! I don't agree, you're just sitting on the floor!"

Han Keming shook his head directly. The asking price was too harsh. Although he started the company with the support of his father and made a lot of money in the past few years, it was all his hard earned money. He gave away 1300 at once. Wan, that's really terrible!

"Boom!"

With a clear knocking sound, Chen Ping knocked the iron rod in his hand on the floor tiles in front of Han Keming, smashing the tiles in one fell swoop!

He didn't bother to talk nonsense with Han Keming, and his actual actions were more straightforward than threats!

Han Keming's head buzzed all of a sudden, and he clamped his thighs tightly in fright. This movement directly involved the broken kneecap, and the pain made him sweat all over his body!

"Okay! I promise, I promise!"

Han Keming knew that if he didn't agree, his little brother would be smashed to pieces like that brick!

He believed that Chen Ping would do such a thing.

Chen Ping smiled cheaply: "Sure enough, he is a businessman, that is, he is reliable. Then it will be your life. How about 30 million? It's not much, it's a one-off price, dear."

Han Keming suddenly felt dizzy, he would rather die here now!

Thirty million!

That really cost me my life!

Although the Han family has a lot of money in the martial arts gym in Shangjiang City, it also belongs to the Han Group, the family property, not Han Keming himself.

"Life is more important than money. I think Mr. Han should be able to tell the difference. Sometimes, this person has to pay for his mistakes."

Chen Ping smiled shamelessly.

Han Keming finally accepted the 30 million price. He had a calculation in his heart, and when he went back, he would immediately contact his father and have him arrested!

He didn't believe that a poor boy could beat his Han family!

This time he didn't think carefully, he admits it!

Chen Ping asked Han Keming to transfer the money on the spot. Because the amount was huge, it took some time.

Seeing his bank balance reduced to zero, Han Keming's heart was bleeding.

He looked at Chen Ping, gritted his teeth and said in his heart: "Chen, I won't let you go."

Chen Ping seemed to see what Han Keming was thinking, so he couldn't help saying: "Han Keming, do you know who burned out the bronze sculpture with the word '武' in the square of the Han Family Martial Arts Academy in Kyoto?"

moment!

Han Keming's heart suddenly tightened!

In his mind, a past event instantly emerged, a past event that cast a shadow over the Han family!

The Han family in Kyoto is a martial arts clan. For nearly three generations, they have been the speakers of martial arts, and they have won over half of the martial arts resources in Kyoto.

However, such a big family, a wealthy family in Kyoto, once had a major event that shocked the entire capital!

The officialdom of the Han Family Martial Arts Academy, the bronze sculpture with the word 'Wu' that has stood for nearly a hundred years, enshrined by the whole Han family, and respected by all martial arts practitioners, was once burned to pieces by a man!

It burned for a whole day and night!

The Han family is not angry?

Aren't the martial arts practitioners in the entire capital angry?

But what about the ending?

The Han family smashed their teeth and swallowed it in their stomachs. The burnt bronze sculpture still stands there. It is regarded as a disgrace to the Han family and should be remembered by the descendants of the Han family for generations to come!

"You... how do you know?"

Han Keming was covered in cold sweat and stared at Chen Ping in horror.

"I burned it."

Chen Ping said calmly, then turned and left, leaving Han Keming with an extremely deep back.

It's him!

It was him!

Han Keming panicked completely, trembling with fear.

After chatting with Ding Si and the others for a while, Chen Ping invited dozens of their brothers to a big meal, and then left North Street.

At the same time, Jiang Wan just got off work from the company and drove to the hospital to see Mi Li.

When she arrived at the hospital, she found that there was already someone in the ward, a middle-aged man.

do not know.

"Hello, who are you?"

Jiang Wanhe asked politely, and looked around suspiciously. There were two bodyguards in black suits in the room.

"Oh, you are Jiang Wan, right? My name is Chen Tianzhu, Chen Ping's second uncle."

The man in front of him smiled very kindly, his eyes were filled with the love of the elders.