Wang Ping nodded, and by the way, he also said thank you, and walked in the direction of the stove, the man looked at him in a daze, and then suddenly came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "It's not time to eat, boy!" ”

Wang Ping didn't speak, still walked by himself, after arriving at the stove, he lifted the lid of the pot and looked, there was only a bunch of boiled and rotten things inside, like pig food, Wang Ping took a jar again, opened it and saw that it was a whole piece of cooked chicken, his eyes lit up, poured out a few and gnawed it.

After a while, Wang Ping burped, buried the bones in the soil, threw the jar to the place, and walked towards the tent.

As soon as he walked in, he found that Chen Jiaming, who was asleep next to him, was gone, and he didn't know where he had gone, he was still here when he just went out.

He kicked a man who was chatting and said, "Do you see my little brother?" ”

"Which? Is that the man in his thirties? ”

The man looked at him with some confusion, the latter nodded, and the man continued: "I was just taken away by Brother Qiang. ”

"Which strong brother?"

Wang Ping frowned, it seemed that it should be the group he beat just now.

"That's the guy you put a knife to his neck."

The man looked at Wang Ping and said, the latter hummed, asked where the strong son was, turned around and walked out.

He walked across the tent and walked towards another tent behind him, there were two people standing at the door, and his eyes were also vigilantly observing around, it seemed that he should be a sentry, Wang Ping walked straight towards the two people.

"Can't get in!"

A bald man immediately stretched out his hand to stop him, and looked at Wang Ping and shook his head, the latter looked inside, and his apprentice was beaten inside, and let out a miserable scream from time to time.

Wang Ping's anger suddenly rose, and he leaned over and punched the bald man in the abdomen, the latter fainted in disbelief while holding his stomach, and the other man next to him saw that Wang Ping was so strong, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he let Wang Ping walk in.

"Let you use the knife! Let you fuck kick me! If you dare to tell that kid that I beat you when you go back in a while, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

The tall and thin man kicked and scolded Chen Jiaming, who had been beaten on the ground, and vented his anger against Wang Ping on him.

"Boom!"

The tall and thin man suddenly screamed and flew out directly, and everyone looked back, and they didn't know when there was another person at the door, and his slightly raised foot told them that he had kicked this kick just now.

"Jiaming, are you alright?"

Wang Ping looked at Chen Jiaming who was lying on the ground, and asked calmly, the latter nodded weakly, and Wang Ping said again: "I see that the teacher will help you get back face." ”

After saying that, he shot out like lightning, knocking down one person with one punch, and dislocating another person's jaw with another uppercut.

"Let's get on it!"

Seeing that he was so powerful, five or six people rushed up together, trying to win more and less, Wang Ping kicked one person away with a whip, and then directly knocked out another person's teeth with an elbow, shattering the ground.

"Brother Qiang! He's amazing... We can't stand it! ”

A man in his twenties trembled and looked back at the tall thin man who had just stood up and said, the latter immediately scolded: "If you can't stand it, you have to stand it!" Eating every day has become a rice bucket! ”

Seeing this, the young man had no choice but to shout to strengthen his courage, and rushed towards Wang Ping with the fist in his hand raised.

Wang Ping flashed to the left the moment his arm hit, and then grabbed his arm with his hand and pressed his elbow directly against his joint.

"Click!"

The sound of dislocated bones and screams sounded at the same time, Wang Ping pushed the young man in his hand away and walked towards Brother Qiang, who was hiding in the corner.

"You... Don't come here... I... I've got guys..."

Brother Qiang looked at Wang Ping tremblingly, trembling up and down, he held a sharpened chopsticks in both hands and stabbed Wang Ping's chest.

Wang Ping snorted coldly, snatched the chopsticks in his hand, and hit his neck in a blink of an eye.

"Did I tell you not to mess with me?"

Wang Ping stared at Brother Qiang tightly, this look was simply terrifying, and the latter couldn't help but shudder and replied honestly: "Say... Said..."

"Then what should I do?"

Wang Ping looked at Brother Qiang playfully, the latter was stunned, then nodded and stammered: "Say... Said..."

"Then you come by yourself or I'll help you."

Wang Ping's hand was forced, and the sharp chopsticks were directly one millimeter deeper.

"I'll do it myself! I'll do it myself! ”

Brother Qiang immediately shouted in pain, Wang Ping let go of him, broke the chopsticks into two pieces and threw them on the ground, and looked at him with his arms crossed.

"You can watch it too."

Wang Ping helped Chen Jiaming on the ground, the latter nodded, and looked at Brother Qiang with grinned teeth, but he was very happy in his heart.

"I... I..."

Brother Qiang trembled and picked up a stone, and glanced at Wang Ping beggingly, the latter's eyes were cold, and he asked sharply, "Can I help you?" ”

Brother Qiang immediately shook his head, then his eyes closed, and with a ruthless heart, the stone in his hand smashed straight towards his mouth.

"Dang!"

With a scream, several of Brother Qiang's teeth also fell to the ground, a large piece of blood oozed out of his mouth and flowed to the corner of his mouth, he covered his mouth in pain and looked at Wang Ping.

"Yes, a man."

Wang Ping nodded with satisfaction, and then he looked at Chen Jiaming beside him and said, "Jiaming, go, slap him twice." ”

Chen Jiaming was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Forget it... It's already possible..."

"Tsk, your heart is too soft, this is not good, I will fan you if you want to, see if he dares to touch a single hair of your hair."

Wang Ping pushed Chen Jiaming, who thought about it carefully, then gritted his teeth and walked towards Brother Qiang.

"Let you just kick Lao Tzu!"

Chen Jiaming slapped Brother Qiang's face viciously with the back of his hand, "Smack!" With a bang, Brother Qiang's right face instantly swollen, if you want to say that Chen Jiaming, he can think of slapping people with the back of his hand, hitting people with the palm of his hand will only be spicy for a while, but hitting people with the back of his hand will turn blue and purple, and it will hurt for a long time.

"One more slap in the face."

Wang Ping looked at Chen Jiaming with a smile, nodded with satisfaction, and after having the first experience, Chen Jiaming slapped the back of his hand on Brother Qiang's left face, and the two faces were balanced.

"Oops... Oops..."

Brother Qiang groaned in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and then stretched out his hand and touched his two faces, so painful that he didn't dare to use more force.

"Okay, let's go, next time someone beats you again, you can do it directly with them! Did you hear me clearly? ”

Wang Ping put his arm around Chen Jiaming's shoulders and walked away from the tent, the latter nodded, his sense of belonging to Wang Ping was even stronger, he ran to the tent with ten people in order to save himself, where to find such a boss.

"Okay, you can rest, don't do it when you work for a while, I'll take care of it for you."

Wang Ping helped Chen Jiaming into the tent, put him gently on the bed and said, the latter nodded and said, "Trouble you, Master..."

"What's the trouble? Who made you my apprentice? ”

Wang Ping looked at him with a smile, lay on the bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, there was a hurried whistle outside, Wang Ping opened her eyes and stretched, then glanced at Chen Jiaming, who was worried about work, and said, "Don't worry, it's really okay, I'll go out first, you can rest here." ”

"Hmm..."

Chen Jiaming nodded, although there was still a trace of anxiety, but it was obviously not so serious, Wang Ping opened his pocket, the spider quietly slipped out of his pocket, hiding in the corner of the tent, this time Wang Ping kept an eye, if someone bullied Chen Jiaming again, the spider would immediately rush up and bite him.

More than 20 people in the tent quickly put on their clothes and hurriedly walked out, Wang Ping saw that they were all holding dishes and chopsticks, and brought them by the way, and then he turned his head to look at Chen Jiaming and said, "Jiaming, you can stay here, and I will bring you some food back later." ”

Chen Jiaming nodded, wanting to sit up and say something, but his body emitted a strong sharp pain, so that he had to lie down again.