"Hey, brother, what's going on?" Zhao Feiyu looked at the frightened Cai Liang and Xiang Yazhi, who was as well-behaved as a devout believer, and instantly had the feeling of swallowing a fly while eating, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Feiyu, we can't afford to mess with a big man like Mr. Lu, and I don't think Mr. Lu is a scheming person, so he shouldn't embarrass you. Xiang Yazhi continued.

"Yes, Feiyu, I don't know what Mr. Lu has with you and your friends, anyway, I advise you, forget it. Cai Liang said.

"Forget it, buddy, I called you here, if you don't help, forget it, and even tell me to forget it?" Xiang Yazhi, if someone robs your beloved woman, can you forget it?" Zhao Feiyu shouted a little angrily.

Xiang Yazhi looked at Lu Ping, then looked at Zhao Feiyu and said, "If the person who robbed my woman is Mr. Lu, I'm afraid I can only give up if I don't want to." ”

At this time, Geng Jiaping said in a weird manner: "Feiyu, this is what kind of first-class big man in the capital you found, I don't think it's good, even people in such a small place as our Liangzhou don't dare to mess with it, I don't think you have been deceived." ”

Zhao Feiyu was counted down by this beating, his face was red with anger, his neck was thick, and the blood suddenly rushed to his brain, and then he looked at Zhang Yunan's sad appearance when I saw pity, and remembered that Lu Ping took other women out to go clubbing as if he didn't care about himself, and said that he wanted to marry her in front of so many people, and he felt that there was a devil in his heart, a fierce devil who could devour all conscience and patience.

"Lu Ping, you come out for me, I must teach you a lesson today!"

When everyone saw it, they knew that Zhao Feiyu had lost his mind, and they came up to dissuade him, but only one person watched coldly, and that was Geng Jiaping.

"Don't stop me, surnamed Lu, don't think that your father is the director of public security, with Zhou Junhao covering you, I'm afraid of you, I tell you, if I want to move you, no one can come!"

At this time, Lan Lan, who dared to come after hearing the news, had already called a few security guards and was about to drive Zhao Feiyu out, but was stopped by Lu Ping.

"Xiao Lu, what are you going to do?" asked Shen Bing in a low voice.

"Someone has come to the door, how can there be any reason not to fight?"

"Then what do you want?" asked Shen Bing.

"Break his legs. ”

"You have a sick brain, just flesh wounds, don't be too ruthless. ”

Lu Ping glanced at Shen Bing, his brows furrowed, and he looked very embarrassed.

Shen Bing understood it at a glance and asked, "Is the strength difficult to grasp?"

Lu Ping nodded and said, "It's like asking you not to break a grasshopper, it's really hard to grasp." ”

Shen Bingqiao's face raised, and he said rudely: "Didn't you say that you wanted to marry me?

Lu Pingxi came from the heart, smiled slightly, then reached out to the back of Shen Bing's head, and said softly: "Lend me a piece of green silk." ”

With a slight pinch, a hair broke off from the middle, and Shen Bing didn't feel it at all.

In a place like a bar, almost every day, someone fights because of a few disagreements, which is commonplace for people who often go clubbing, so there are always unusually remote and dark corners around the bar, so that these young people who are strong and have nowhere to vent their anger are here to sway their youth.

The seven or eight people present were watching this unstoppable duel with different moods.

Wei Shaoyuan's blood is boiling, who made this guy naturally like to fight.

Geng Jiaping and Xiang Yazhi just watched coldly, in contrast, Geng Jiaping had more mockery and a smile to watch the show.

Cai Liang was still persuading Zhao Feiyu to give up quickly, but it had no effect at all.

Zhang Yunan is very conflicted in her heart, one is a sweetheart, the other is a good friend, she doesn't want anyone to be hurt, but she is weak by nature, she can only hold Tao Tianxin's arm and keep sobbing.

Shen Bing was thinking, she was not worried about Lu Ping at all, and on the contrary, she was very worried that the situation would develop to the point where it could not be managed, so she was thinking about all kinds of worst-case scenarios in order to clean up the mess for Lu Ping.

Zhao Feiyu is a disobedient elite selected by virtue of his own skills, and his single-round fist and foot kung fu is much stronger than Xiang Yazhi and Cai Liang, plus he is tall and handsome, and he can be regarded as out of the limelight in the army, how can he put a short and thin Lu Ping in his eyes, but people can't judge only from appearance.

Zhao Feiyu didn't want Lu Ping's life, he just wanted to teach him a lesson and make him suffer a little, so he didn't use a killing move, and a small grappling hand ran to Lu Ping's arm and passed.

Lu Ping stood in place, raised lightly with one hand, pinched his thumb and index finger together, and gently pushed it out.

Suddenly, a strong wind from nowhere blew people couldn't open their eyes, followed by a miserable scream, and after the strong wind passed, everyone noticed that Zhao Feiyu was holding a hand, like a wounded beast, standing in the distance and staring at Lu Ping viciously.

Everyone didn't know what happened just now, but everyone knew that Zhao Feiyu was injured, and it was not lightly injured that it was not until Zhao Feiyu left here alone that the others finally understood that Lu Ping could not be provoked.

On the pitch-black road, the only street lamp illuminated the only way forward, Zhao Feiyu sat in the back seat of a taxi, looking at the right hand that was no longer able to hold it, and a wave of fear passed through his heart.

On the hand, dozens of small holes, densely packed, if you don't look carefully, you can't see clearly at all, there is no blood oozing out of the small holes, indicating that because the damage is very subtle, the wound has healed automatically.

But Zhao Feiyu's hand still couldn't move, like a prosthetic hand, but he could feel the presence of the hand.

He didn't know what was going on, everything came too suddenly, he understood that he was not Lu Ping's opponent, so he had to hurry home and return to his father, he believed that his father would answer these doubts for him.

Zhao Feiyu's father, Zhao Jiyao, the director of the largest private hospital in Liangzhou, has been practicing medicine for decades, and he is very important in Liangzhou in terms of identity and status. But he also has a mysterious identity, no one knows, only when Zhao Feiyu was young, he accidentally eavesdropped on a phone call from his father, and he knew that there seemed to be something hidden behind his father.

Zhao Feiyu's mother died early, and he was the only son in the family, Zhao Jiyao naturally loved him very much, and promised that when he returned from peacekeeping, he would explain the family affairs to him one by one.

Now, the time has come.

Zhao Feiyu pushed open the door of his luxury villa, and the servant greeted him in a panic, and when he saw the embarrassment of the young master, he was even more frightened.

"Where's my dad?" Zhao Feiyu asked angrily.

"Old ...... The lord is in the upstairs room. A little girl said tremblingly.

Zhao Feiyu walked upstairs quickly, and the little maid ran hurriedly behind his butt and shouted, "Young master, young master, the master has something to do now." ”

"What's the matter? Hmph, what can he do, it's nothing more than another wild woman!"

Zhao Feiyu probably raised his voice, ran up the stairs in three or two steps, stopped in front of a luxurious wooden door, and shouted while smashing: "Dad, Dad, come out, come out!"

After a while, the door opened, and a man who looked no less than Zhao Feiyu walked out, quickly closed the door casually, and said with concern: "Oh, Feiyu, what's the matter with such a hurry?"

Zhao Feiyu didn't speak, but raised his right hand.

Zhao Jiyao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and suddenly as if he had seen something strange, he moved his son's hand to his eyes to look at it carefully, and asked in surprise: "Son, what's going on?"

Zhao Feiyu shook off his hand and said impatiently: "Someone was beaten?"

"Hit by what?"

"I don't know, so I won't come back to ask you, and now I can't move my whole hand. ”

"Is there any consciousness then?"

Zhao Feiyu nodded: "Yes, but I just can't move." ”

"Damn, the Shen family, it must have been done by someone from the Shen family!" Zhao Jiyao smashed his fist against the wall in anger, and a deep fist mark appeared.

Zhao Feiyu looked at his father in surprise, he only thought that his father was a doctor who had a strong desire and could not lack a woman, anyway, his mother died early, and for his own sake, his father never remarried, and Zhao Feiyu turned a blind eye to this regard.

But today, Zhao Feiyu found out that his father turned out to be martial arts, and he was very strong.