"It's almost touching the face, and I'm still yelling so loudly. Do you have any disease in your eyes?"

Chen Ping sneered and continued, "It's just that I'm going wild, what's the problem?"

"I advise you not to be so arrogant as to be beaten easily."

The middle-aged man said coldly when he saw that this man was so arrogant.

Then the manager hurried to the man, said a lot, and was scolded by the boss: "Baoman! You dare to believe the magic tricks! Beggars dare to let them in my gambling city. I think you don't want any of your dog legs!"

"The boss is lying around my life. I don't dare to do it next time, and I don't dare to do it next time!"

The manager fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

The boss raised his leg and kicked the manager away and said, "Hurry up and get out of here, don't let me see you."

The two continued to confront each other, and Chen Ping took the lead and said, "Where is the money I won?"

"What money, where did you win?"

The boss acted like a scoundrel and continued arrogantly: "Don't think you can win money from me by playing some tricks."

"Oh? Could that be the big trick you have been playing?" Chen Ping asked indifferently.

"Then how can you make money?"

The boss said proudly, but after he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it. There were a group of gamblers who were so angry that they lost their eyes.

Immediately someone rushed up shouting, but was stopped by the man in black and then threw him out of the door.

The strength of these gamblers seems to be ineffective. Chen Ping thought so, but generally those with high strength will not be idle and come to gamble.

Chen Ping took a step forward and said, "Today, either give me the money or I will ruin you and your store."

"Ha, what about this ability? Just leave him with one hand."

The middle-aged man carried his hands behind his back, and the rest of the men in black were ready to rush forward.

"Everyone has good strength, and they have to be a waste bodyguard."

Chen Ping said while filming the people who kept coming in front of him. These people were all pretty good, basically all had four-star and five-star cultivation, and even two six-star existences.

Jiang Cheng next to him blushed. If he couldn't afford the money, he and his junior brothers and sisters would probably have to be thugs like this.

However, in shame, Jiang Cheng lamented that this senior was so powerful that he could slap these people away with just a little bit, and even wanted to try it out, thinking about how many he could hit.

The boss in front of him became more and more shocked the more he looked at him. His mid-seven-star cultivation must not be able to achieve this level, but the money cannot be given out in vain.

Seeing that fewer and fewer men in black were present in front of him, the boss also hid his figure secretly inside, and there was an extra dagger with a good appearance in his hand, as if he was waiting for the opportunity to kill him with one blow.

Chen Ping had long noticed the boss's little thoughts, but was not in a hurry to make a statement.

Suddenly a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. The middle-aged man, with the will to kill, wanted to stab Chen Ping's eye socket with a dagger.

Just when this man thought it would be necessary to succeed, a huge airflow burst out from Chen Ping's body, and the huge wind pressure made the man unable to open his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes again, his dagger had been tightly clamped by the man in front of him with two fingers.

The strong wind blew Chen Ping's hair away, and his eyes pierced into the boss's mind like a sharp sword. No matter how hard the dagger in his hand was, he couldn't escape the hands like iron clamps.

"You don't have any chance, tell me, how to deal with it."

Chen Ping said as he stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar and picked him up.

"My father is the leader of the Shanlang Group here! You can't do anything to me."

Although the middle-aged man was a little out of control, he tried his best to calm his voice.

"Is that so? I'm so scared."

Chen Ping smiled and turned to Jiang Cheng and asked, "Have you heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"I don't care what kind of mountain wolf group or mountain dog group you are, mountain gun group, you have to pay back what you owe me."

After saying that, Chen Ping kicked one of the man's calfs with a sweep.

The man who felt severe pain in his legs wailed, and his body kept twisting to break free from Chen Ping's hand.

"I'll give you another three seconds to make a decision, the next time is the right leg, and the next time is the middle."

Chen Ping said coldly.

“3…2…”

The man struggled and kept knocking Chen Ping on his arm and shouted: "You demon! My father will kill you!"

“1…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ping kicked the man's right calf.

"Compared with things like you that suck human blood and squeeze human bones, I'm not considered a devil." Chen Ping said with a smile.

“3…2…”

Before the man could react from the last pain, the person in front of him started counting down again. The position of the attack was nothing else, but his good brother who cherished him as much as his life.

I don’t have children yet, what should I do if I lose it like this? Thousands of thoughts surged through the middle-aged man’s mind.

“1…”

"I'll give you money!!"

The man finally let go and successfully stopped Chen Ping's next attack.

Hearing the man say this, Chen Ping let go of his hand. The man wailed again as soon as his feet hit the ground, and then he collapsed on the ground.

"It's been so good that I have to suffer from my flesh and blood?"

"But I can't raise so much money, I still have 100 million yuan. I really can't get it now if I have more."

The man looked up at the man in front of him.

"One hundred million is OK, but there are still conditions to let go of all the people you detained before."

Chen Ping played with the dagger in his hand.

"this……"

The man hesitated a little.

"Is there any problem?"

Chen Ping's movements stopped and he stared at the human.

"Yes, yes, no problem."

"Then hurry up."

Chen Ping found a stool and sat down to watch the middle-aged man keep calling to raise money and release him.

Soon the money was collected, and Chen Ping stretched out his communicator and received it. It was exactly 100 million star coins.

After a while, someone took Jiang Cheng’s eight junior brothers and sisters out of the elevator.

Jiang Cheng quickly stepped forward to see if they had been abused, and then hugged each other and cried. However, Jiang Cheng did not blame the junior brother too much. Everyone came from remote areas and could not resist the temptation.

Jiang Cheng briefly told everyone that the previous senior saved them, and the hot junior brother walked up to Chen Ping and knelt down, but Chen Ping did not stop him.

"Thank you for your rescue! I apologize to you for your previous recklessness!"

The man lay down on the ground, looking very sincere.

"Get up."

Chen Ping helped him up, looked at the junior brother with regret on his face, and continued: "Young people sometimes have a proud heart, it's not a bad thing."

Chen Ping also handed over the 300,000 star coins they lost to Jiang Cheng. Although 300,000 was not much, in their eyes, it was a suppression of the hope of the entire sect.
Chapter completed!