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I saw that in front of the door of the last room in the corridor on the right, two strong men stood on the left and right with the eldest brother pinned to their waists.

The orange light shone from the open door to the hallway, and two hearty conversations came from inside, knowing that they had found the right place.

"Humph! It looks like this guy is receiving guests. ”

Yi Ping stared at the two of them fiercely: If you dare to be greedy for Lao Tzu's things, then you must have the consciousness to withstand Lao Tzu's anger!

He threw the man to the ground and strode towards the two of them.

The two big men gestured into the room and pounced on them with their teeth bared.

Looking at the sluggish movements of the two, Yi Ping's body shape remained unchanged, and after the other party approached, his right foot flew up.

With a "whew", two shadows suddenly appeared.

A double kick into the lower abdomen of both of them.

"Pounce! Strike! ”

Two sounds, firmly kicking each other.

The two Han guarded the movements before they were halfway there, and they watched the shadow hit.

The two of them let out a "uh-" sound, and the muscles on their faces were crumbled together, looking very painful.

The two came quickly, retreated faster, and shot out like two detached cannonballs.

Hunched over, his mouth muffled with "ahhhh

As soon as they hit the ground, by inertia, several tumbles over the open door.

"Pounce" sound, blocked by the wall.

In the aisle of more than one meter, the two of them were curled.

At this time, a shadow appeared at the door, and soon, a bald man about 27 or 8 years old walked out of it.

Yi Ping stood in place, looking at each other coldly.

He recognized this as the owner of the "Silver Bellly" dance hall, bald Ming.

He had a cigarette in his mouth and a blue dragon head tattooed on the back of his hand.

His face was full of iron, and his big eyes almost spewed fire.

"Yi Ping? Why smash my field! The bald head snorted, sprayed the cigarette butt to the ground vigorously, and asked viciously.

Yi Ping smiled coldly: "What do you say?" ”

At this time, his heart had already greeted the eighteenth generation of women in the bald Ming family.

is obviously greedy for his own things, and he pretends to be a victim and asks about others.

"Hahaha, I'm here to receive guests, and the person you beat me as soon as you came up asked me why." The bald head suddenly laughed wildly.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and he pointed at Yi Ping and said, "If you are late, don't think about going out from here if you don't give me an explanation." ”

Yi Ping shook his head: "Really?" I'd like to know how you left me behind. If you want to explain, you can find it when you go to the county hospital. ”

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps downstairs. Like a shower, it ran upstairs.

Yi Ping glanced back, holding an iron pipe in each hand, standing two meters away from him, facing the staircase.

But in his breath, he could tell that he was very nervous now.

Does a large number of people work?

Yi Ping secretly sneered in his heart.

At this time, a young man about 25 or 6 years old walked out of the door, and a pair of eyes swept over.

"There is a second-order high-level person who supports him, no wonder he has become bolder."

Yi Ping glanced at the man, but he didn't expect that the other party turned out to be a second-order high-level guy, and he said that he was a helper invited by the bald head.

"You're Yi Ping? So arrogant! The young man walked slowly with a gloomy face.

"Minnan people?" Yi Ping's heart was secretly moved.

Unexpectedly, this time it was not only Ye Yu and Luo Wansong who came, but there was also a guy outside.

However, since the other party helped the bald head to come out, then it was just a hit.

"Can't get used to it?" Yi Ping glanced at the other party contemptuously, rolled his eyes and said, "You are amazing, come and beat me!" ”

"The frog at the bottom of the well! Let you see what is really a second-order high stage. The young man snorted.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and strode towards Yi Ping.

When he heard that the person outside was Yi Ping, the young man from Min Nannan's family immediately couldn't hold it back.

Last month, the news that the three second-order middle members of the Fang family were beaten by Yi Ping had already been reported back to Minnan, and the younger generation was furious when they heard it.

They all demanded revenge, and some of them were grumpy and planned to go to Jiangnan City immediately to seek revenge.

Due to the arrest of Ye Mei, Fang Zhu and others, and the warning of the secret service, the family unanimously decided to suppress the revenge on Yi Ping first.

According to the meaning of the elders, wait until the time is right to return the fierce counterattack.

As one of the coquettish people of the younger generation, Fang Moqiong couldn't bear it for a long time, and wanted to meet Yiping for a while to report the humiliation of Fang's family in Taoyuan.

This time, following Ye Yu to Taoyuan to visit, he was overjoyed, thinking that this time he would be able to get what he wanted.

Disappointed, Ye Yu only took Luo Wansong into Taoyuan No. 2 Middle School, leaving him outside.

And Yi Ping is a student, and he is busy reviewing at this time, how can he leave school easily?

In this way, the chance of the two meeting is very small, and it will be difficult to avenge this revenge, unless Fang Moqiong rushes into the campus.

For such a practice, it will definitely be punished by the family.

Fang Moqiong could only wander outside, according to Ye Wei's arrangement, to connect with the local hooligans.

This made him very disappointed.

Unexpectedly, Ying Bald Tou Ming came to meet Deputy Director Yang tonight, and when he heard that it was Yi Ping who came outside.

This is exactly what Fang Moqiong wants, and he immediately walked out of the box and provoked Yi Ping.

Yi Ping stared at the other party tightly and said, "This time we must fight quickly and crush the luck of these guys!" ”

With a stiff chest, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his blood suddenly surged.

"Click"

The joints on his body popped.

The opponent of the second-order high stage, Yi Ping has not really fought hard.

Fang Zhu and the others all used the ghost baby to capture each other.

At this time, he did not dare to be careless, the opponent was superior in numbers, and the battle site was narrow.

As soon as the other party rushed up, although he was not afraid, he would be in trouble if he was a rookie.

On such occasions, the best thing to do is to take the lead.

In the shortest possible time, the opponent's main force will be beaten to the stomach and deter the enemy.

After making up his mind, Yi Ping immediately stimulated the first thought of the "Three Recitation Sutras" and activated the qi and blood in his body.

The "Three Recitations" is the heirloom of the Mengshan Yi family, which was gained and lost last month, benefiting Yi Ping and his grandfather Yi Hongli.

Its function is to stimulate the human body's potential to the highest point.

"One thought excites flesh and blood, two thoughts move muscles and bones, and three thoughts gather energy."

This is the general outline of the "Three Recitations" of the Mengshan Yijia.

Fang Moqiong was not stupid, seeing that the other party's rank was the same as herself, she secretly guarded.

In the rivers and lakes, it is not uncommon for the weak to defeat the strong, not to mention that when Yi Ping faced the three second-order mid-stages, he instantly knocked the opponent down.

Seeing Yi Ping's posture, he immediately became vigilant.

This time, he had the mentality of defeating the other party and then humiliating him fiercely.

Yi Ping looked at the other party coldly, his strength had already penetrated into his limbs, just waiting for the moment to attack.

When the other party came to three meters, Yi Ping snorted and pounced.