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Chapter 1165, a little strength

A group of thugs stared at Chen Ping with great enthusiasm, and were extremely angry at Chen Ping's violent appearance.

Old Jia's cheeks twitched twice, and the centipede-like scar on his face twisted back and forth, as if he was about to eat people.

"You are a kind of genitals. Your wife's life is still in our hands. You dare to do whatever you want."

"Your lives are in my hands."

Chen Ping said coldly and walked towards Lao Jia.

"You stop and take another step forward and I will kill your wife!"

A thug held the steel pipe and pointed at Jiang Wan's head.

Jiang Wan looked at Chen Ping with a smile, tears blurring her gaze.

The reason why Chen Ping is the one who comes is the most delightful thing for Jiang Wan.

Giving Jiang Wan a look of peace, Chen Ping stopped steadily.

Old Jia looked at Chen Ping with a sneer and said disdainfully: "I am quite brave, but I'm just crazy."

Chen Ping curled the corners of his mouth gently and looked at Lao Jia with a smile.

Lao Jia looked at Chen Ping's expression and felt unaware of it. It seemed that Chen Ping was not afraid at all.

Is this kid really stupid or pretending to be stupid?

Lao Jia looked at Chen Ping with some confusion, feeling that he could not see through Chen Ping.

In the past, as long as the people caught by Lao Jia and his group would look panicked like Jiang Guochang and others. If they beat, scold and intimidate, they would be frightened and pissed.

But Chen Ping in front of him was too calm, so calm that he seemed to be afraid of nothing, and everything was in his control.

"Come on me, his parents didn't know him!"

Old Jia roared angrily.

Lao Jia felt that Chen Ping had been pretending that such disguise would be exposed quickly under his fists and feet. At that time, Chen Ping could only kneel down and beg for mercy by crying his father and mother.

Jiang Guochang and others were watching Chen Ping, waiting to see the good show of Chen Ping being beaten.

I was beaten and intimidated just now because of Chen Ping. These must be applied ten times or a hundred times on Chen Ping!

After all, they suffered a lot when they fell into Chen Ping's hands before.

The thugs rushed towards Chen Ping, the baseball bat and steel pipes waving, and rushed towards Chen Ping together.

A strong man behind Lao Jia sneered and said, "Master Jia, let's have a little bet to have fun, and see how many seconds this kid can last?"

This is the favorite game that Lao Jia and several fellow brothers play. In the past, Lao Jia won the most times.

Old Jia smacked his lips twice and said with a smile: "I see this guy has a ruthless look in his eyes, so it's okay to last three minutes."

"Wow, Master Jia, you're too arrogant. Although these thugs are average, they are not ordinary cats or dogs. I think that kid can last for at most one minute."

"A minute is unnecessary. From now on, I guess this coward can't hold on for thirty seconds. There is a game called "A man lasts for thirty seconds, which is just right for measuring this kid."

Lao Jia's junior brother took out his cell phone, called out the stopwatch to start the timing.

"You guys, if one loses, please treat me to a meal for a month."

Old Jia said quietly.

"No problem, I will definitely win this time."

The strong man holding his cell phone to pinch time, while he was talking, the two thugs were already beaten back and flew out of the crowd.

"I'll go, this coward is very cruel. He can even knock people out after being besieged."

Lao Jia and others looked at Chen Ping in the crowd intently. They saw Chen Ping rushing left and right to block east and west, holding the stolen steel pipes in both hands, and like fish in water surrounded by the thugs, he suppressed all the thugs by one person.

Everything is Chen Ping’s fault, and it is Chen Ping’s doing that which led to everyone being implicated!

"These five scumbags are so powerful just now, why did they beat Chen Ping so badly!"

Jiang Guochang said viciously.

Jiang Guosheng gently waved his fists with both hands: "It's better to kill Chen Ping. If you beat that bastard to death, there will be no such disaster in the future. You should have killed him soon!"

Jiang Liang's eyes were red, and he prayed silently in his heart, praying that the thugs would kill Chen Ping as soon as possible, so that guy would not jump around again.

But things went against their wishes. When they wanted Chen Ping to be beaten to death, Chen Ping kicked and swept across the two sticks, and directly beat the last six thugs in front of him.

Chen Ping stood there without blushing and looked at Lao Jia with cold eyes.

Lao Jia put down his raised legs and sat upright. His muscles gradually tightened, and his whole body gradually accumulated, as if he was a tiger entering a state of fighting.

"This speed is really unexpected. We didn't win this time."

Lao Jia's junior brother looked at the stopwatch time on his phone, but he was secretly surprised.

Dozens of experienced thugs did not last a minute under Chen Ping's hands. Even a bandit with outstanding strength like Lao Jia was a little surprised.

Ask yourself, if you were an ordinary person, what would happen if you were facing Chen Ping's situation just now? Lao Jia felt that even if he could kill those thugs, he would have to suffer a lot of injuries.

But as for Chen Ping, Chen Ping was not injured at all, and it can be said that he was not injured in a single hair.

This scene made Lao Jia feel powerless, as if things had deviated from the track they should have. The God of Destiny seemed to have secretly replaced Lao Jia's script and replaced it with Chen Ping's script.

"Chen Ping, you are really unexpected, but do you think you can save your wife in this way?"
Chapter completed!
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