The atmosphere in the car is somewhat subtle.

Pang Feng felt that his previous thoughts might be a little wrong, and the relationship between these six people seemed to be more complicated.

Chen Ping, who claims to be a master of the national team, is obviously chasing Chen Zhuoya, but Chen Zhuoya is obviously avoiding him a little, isn't she deliberately sitting next to Pang Feng!

And the girl in red is called Zhang Xuejiao, she likes Chen Ping, a pair of eyes always patrol Chen Ping, when Chen Ping brags, her eyes are shining with little stars, and the meaning of worship is very strong.

And Mu Shiwei is a light bulb character through and through, among friends, he should belong to the kind of character who is always bullied by other people, at least in this small team, he is the weakest!

Pang Feng's eyes were staring out of the window, the mountain road was difficult to walk, and the bus was bumpy and bumpy, but along the way, the scenery on the road was really beautiful and worth appreciating.

It's just that the only thing that makes Pang Feng feel unbearable is Chen Ping's mouth, one mouth is nonsense, mentioning his own mouth is a professional, and when it comes to rivers and lakes, it is a wild road.

Listening to his tone, masters of the level of Zhongyuan Pang and Xueling Bai Xiannian should be only a little stronger than him, after all, he is not a top professional.

As for the good players in the rivers and lakes under these two, he Chen Ping can deal with them!

It's obviously nonsense, but it sounds really reasonable, just like Pang Feng came to Cangmang Mountain this time, how much is his appearance fee? Can it be compared to the appearance fee of boxing champion Tyson for millions of dollars?

This makes ordinary people think, there is no comparison at all, so in this case, how much money does Pang Feng make when he goes to boxing?

This logic is unassailable and irrefutable among ordinary people.

It's just that Pang Feng heard it in his ears, and he really wanted to laugh. Can a few million dollars please move Pang Feng? Not to mention a few million, even if it is tens of millions, hundreds of millions, can Pang Feng easily make a move?

Cultivating to the point of Pang Feng's existence, what is the attraction of ordinary money, fame and fortune to him? To compete and fight for money is a very low level, and after cultivating to the point of internal strength, who will still act for money?

Pity this Chen Ping, after practicing sanda for a few years, he entered the national sanda team and regarded himself as a professional, so many people in the Central Plains have become wild roads, wild fox Zen!

"Hey, little handsome guy, why don't you speak? I see that you have a melancholy face and dull eyes, are you out of love?" Chen Zhuoya leaned into Pang Feng's ear and said with a smile.

Pang Feng turned his head in astonishment, and when he saw Chen Zhuoya frowning, he shook his head lightly: "I'm looking at the scenery!"

"You're so funny, you deserve to be a student of the wood! The wood said that you can fight, I thought you should be full of masculinity and vitality! How do you know that it is lifeless, the age of teenagers, the mentality of dozens of years old, hey, the current college students, it is really premature aging!" Chen Zhuoya said, unabashed.

Pang Feng frowned, and was about to speak, when the bus braked suddenly, and with a "Boom!", the car stopped deadly.

"What's going on, master?"

The people in the car shouted nonsense, and some people accidentally touched their heads, and they all spoke more impulsively.

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw that the front and back of the bus were blocked by traffic, and a group of people and horses walked towards the bus, led by a young boy, dyed with yellow hair, looking at the sky with his head held high, and he looked at the arrogant master.

Behind him, followed by two beautiful and sexy little beauties, arching him in the middle, looking very aura.

"Open the door, open the door!"

The driver was so frightened that he dared to talk nonsense and opened the door.

The arrogant boy stepped in, his eyes swept towards the crowd in the car like lightning, and said, "Which bastard is it?

In the front seat of the car, the two young men stood up, pointed at Chen Ping with their hands, and said: "Du Shao, that bastard, who has been blowing from the county seat, saying that he is so awesome and powerful, only a little worse than Dr. Pang in the Central Plains!"

The brothers couldn't bear it anymore, and they wanted to vomit, didn't they just give Du Shao a call and let you teach him how to behave!"

"Haha!" The arrogant boy laughed, he pointed at Chen Ping with his hand and said: "The martial arts national team is right, get off! Lao Tzu let you see the power of the wild fox Zen, the wild road! I'm really not afraid of the wind and flash my tongue, brag and blow to the sky, come down!"

Chen Ping frowned slightly, slowly stood up, Mu Shiwei pulled him with one hand and said, "Teacher Chen, two fists are hard to beat four hands, you ......"

"Boy, don't pull and pull, my surname Du hasn't been bullied by more! I will be a member of this martial arts national team for a while, whoever is looking for a helper is the grandson, how can I dare to brag, don't I dare to get off?"

Chen Zhuoya suddenly stood up and said: "Get off the car, get off, who is afraid of whom? Damn, where did the yellow-haired boy come from, he still dares to challenge us, he is looking for death!"

As soon as Chen Zhuoya spoke, a group of six people got out of the car, and the other people in the car also wanted to watch the excitement, so they all stood up.

Pang Feng was about to get up, Chen Zhuoya pressed him and said, "Little handsome guy, don't get out of the car......!

She gently pinched Pang Feng's face with her fingers, laughed proudly, and faintly had a hint of teasing!

……

When I got out of the car, there happened to be a small square on the side of the road, which should be a barn in the countryside.

There were all luxury cars parked at the end of the barnyard, all of which were Huangmao Du Gongzi's followers, and the surrounding was not full of people watching the excitement, and Chen Ping and the six of them stood alone on the other side of the threshing floor.

"Hey, boy, come here! I'll take a look at your skills!" the yellow-haired Du Gongzi beckoned to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping walked to the center of the threshing floor and arched his hand: "Chen Ping, the national martial arts team, haven't asked for advice yet?"

"Haha! My surname is Du, my name is Du Xiukai, I am a character who is not in the martial arts, I will come to meet you for a while today, a master of the martial arts team!" Du Xiukai finished speaking, paced out, and at this moment, a person flashed behind him:

"Du Shao, such a bastard, why do you take it personally? I'll meet him for a while!"

Look at this person, he is burly, tall and big, with a pair of eyes like copper bells, and knotted muscles all over his body, and he looks like a piercing character.

Du Xiukai frowned and said, "Huang Er, are you really sure?"

The tall man named Huang Er patted his chest vigorously and said, "Du Shao, just watch it!

After he finished speaking, he stomped his foot, and the person rushed to the center of the threshing floor like a whirlwind, his bronze bell-like eyes stared at Chen Ping, and said, "Boy, come on! Let me see what you can do!"

After he finished speaking, the big fist of the vinegar bowl was raised high, and he smashed it towards Chen Ping with one punch, the power of this punch was so powerful that it was not to be underestimated!