In the face of Jiang Ting's explosive drink, Wang Ping couldn't help but give a meal.
Jiang Ting, with a slight tilt of his head and a expressionless face, "again, Fu just wants to do business here. Other things have nothing to do with me, so I don't want to know, because some things know, I will inevitably be involved... If you have to say, maybe I will break your neck before you say it."
Wang Ping was silent for a moment and walked outside the shop.
Jiang Ting looked quietly and shook his head without trace... Although Wang Ping hadn't said it yet, he almost guessed it.
Wang Ping should be regarded as a chivalrous man in the Jianghu?
And Zhao Chengxing, it is estimated that he was involved in demon cultivation. The missing people and bones should be somewhere in the house... Wang Ping should have been secretly tracking down, finding clues and breaking into the house.
It should be that I saw the bones and some of the truth, so I was chased.
And the devil Xiu didn't do it. I think he was worried about exposing his deeds. If Zhao Chengxing couldn't kill Wang Ping... The devil Xiu wouldn't continue to watch the play.
How simple is it for a demon monk who has built five floors to kill a mortal silently?
If you think so, I'm afraid that although Zhao Chengxing is helping the devil repair for a long time, he doesn't know the real identity of the devil repair at all. Otherwise, Wang Ping won't be able to get out of the house at all.
In Jiangting's mood, Wang Ping has walked out of the store.
Zhao Chengxing saw this and did not hesitate. His backhand was a knife... At close range, there was no way to avoid it.
Wang Ping can only roll on the spot.
But unexpectedly, Zhao Chengxing stepped forward and took another palm. How could Wang Ping, who was already injured, resist?
He was directly slapped by that palm and hit a pillar of a house not far away... He slipped on the ground and lost his breath as soon as his body was soft.
Dead?
Jiang Ting's eyes showed three strange things... Not dead, but pretending to be dead.
Confident Zhao Chengxing did not check, but turned and looked at the shop, and the broadsword tilted slightly.
Jiang Ting sighed: "it seems that this matter can't be good?"
Zhao Chengxing didn't answer the question: "it seems that you are used to seeing ups and downs... Although Wang Ping didn't say it, I'm afraid you guessed some."
Jiang Ting shook his head: "you are not my opponent."
He really wants to put Zhao Chengxing in the eye... Even if he doesn't use mana and mind, a Jianghu martial artist can't be his opponent.
Zhao Chengxing smiled: "who knows if you don't try?"
After that, Zhao Chengxing jumped up and flew towards Jiangting with a knife... Just like a gesture that must be killed.
"Why bother to come?" Jiang Ting sighed again and retreated quietly at the same time.
When the knife failed, Zhao Chengxing looked heavy, his wrist turned again, and the blade swept away.
However... When he changed his direction, Jiang Ting suddenly hit with a blow. Zhao Chengxing's knife was involuntarily released and was hit on the ground by Jiang ting.
With Jiang Ting's strength, he gave another punch to kill Zhao Chengxing. At least, it's not difficult to hit him hard.
However, Moxiu is still watching the play there. He can't be too special to avoid revealing his flaws.
Therefore, the speed of Jiangting is a little slow.
It also gave Zhao Chengxing time to react, and he quickly made a fist with his left hand.
Jiang Ting shook his head: "fight with Fu. Do you think my horizontal training method is white?"
With a punch.
With a bang, the two hit each other.
then.
"Click..." the sound of fracture sounded.
However, in half an hour, Zhao Chengxing's face became very white, and his body flew upside down and was knocked out of the store.
Jiang Ting walked to the door at the right time, with no expression on his face: "I don't want to kill people. I'm not interested in your gratitude and resentment. Don't bother me... Get out!"
Zhao Chengxing bit the pressure and leaped away.
"Thank you... Thank you." Wang Ping, who pretended to be dead, got up.
Jiang Ting's face brightened up and immediately said, "you're like him. Don't bother me."
Wang Ping's face stiffened and quickly approached: "the Qinglong gang has captured at least hundreds of people in recent years. His friends have extraordinary skills. If they are willing to fight, they will be able to destroy the Qinglong gang and return the people to a bright future. Why..."
Jiang Ting's face was expressionless and spit out a word: "roll."
After that, he turned around and slowly began to clean up the clutter in the store.
Wang Ping's pale face became ugly. Although he still wanted to say something, he was worried that Jiang suddenly burst into action... He could only bite his teeth and stagger away.
"Trouble..." youyou sighed softly, and he didn't know what he was sighing. Jiangting closed the door full.
Not far from the wall.
Magic Xiu looked at Jiang Ting's busy back and his eyes narrowed slightly: "it's a pity..."
I don't know, what a pity.
Then, hiding his body shape, he walked slowly behind Wang Ping.
He's not in a hurry... Since he decided to let Zhao Chengxing solve it, he won't do it unless Zhao Chengxing is really too wasteful.
As long as he makes a move, he is likely to leave a trace. He doesn't want to take a risk.
Inside the store.
"What a pity." Jiang Ting, who was still cleaning up, shook his head.
Wang Ping, you're dead.
Unless he makes a move, if he doesn't, he will die... Is there any reason why Ann won't die when he is watched by a demon who builds the foundation?
The difference is just a matter of time.
Unfortunately, he came here to investigate the stronghold of demon cultivation. It was not easy for him to find a suitable demon cultivation to monitor. He didn't want to get bad because of an ordinary person.
Ruthless?
It doesn't count... Even if Jiang Ting makes a move at the moment, he can only save one or two people.
But if you find the devil cultivation stronghold to encircle and suppress... How can one or two people compare? As for those who died before finding the stronghold of demon cultivation, it can only be said that the way is so. No wonder others.
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The next day.
An County, outside the city, covers an area of several acres of manor.
Deep in the manor.
Rows and rows of men in costumes stood in front of a big house called Zhongyi hall.
Outside the big house, men with the same strength are patrolling here. They are physically developed. They are obviously some martial arts people who have at least practiced elementary Kung Fu.
Inside the big house.
A figure sat in front of a big house. There were men and women, fat and thin.
One of them, Zhao Chengxing, was pushed back by Jiangting yesterday evening.
In the center of the table where they sat, there was a head, a ferocious head full of blood... Well, Wang Ping's head.
Sit still for a while.
Zhao Chengxing said, "Fu Zheng, who came suddenly, is really powerful, has great strength and reacts very quickly. I was careless yesterday... Although he ignored it at the moment, he knew something from Wang Ping after all. If he wanted to say it, it would be very bad for our Qinglong gang."
Another man nodded: "indeed, there are too many people captured by our Qinglong gang in recent years. Once the news leaked... Listen to the news from the Imperial City, the enemies of those high-ranking immortals are plundering wantonly now. If they are misunderstood by the immortals, I'm afraid our Qinglong gang will only end up with no chicken or dog."