In less than half an hour, an ordinary car with an extremely ordinary license plate slowly drove towards this private jet airport, and there was an old man and a young man sitting in the back seat of the car, this young man was He Buwei, who was once very likely to become the young master of the He family, and this old man was Jiang Ping, the master of Bajiquan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Ping's appearance is extremely mediocre, although his body is tall, but his facial features are thief eyebrows and rat eyes, he is sitting next to He Buwei expressionlessly at the moment, He Buwei is looking out of the car window with a panicked face, yesterday day, the information he received was that Tian Sihan, the dean of the Jingwu Academy, and Zhang Yuan, the vice president of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, had begun to search for him, and the Huaxia Martial Arts Association had also issued a wanted warrant, so that he would not have the slightest living space in the country.

Moreover, whether he can leave Huaxia smoothly is a question mark. Especially the martial artist who was arranged by the family to escort him away this time looked extremely mediocre and did not have the demeanor of a master at all. It is said that this person was still a third-grade great martial artist before, but He Buwei did not see the slightest momentum of a third-grade great martial artist from Jiang Ping's body.

Jiang Ping seemed to notice He Buwei's restlessness, coughed lightly, and said: "I've arrived at the airport, don't worry too much, with me, you don't have any safety problems." ”

He Buwei was slightly stunned when he heard this, this is the first sentence Jiang Ping has said since he came here, and Jiang Ping's self-confidence can be seen through this sentence, but He Buwei still thinks that Jiang Ping's self-confidence is completely because he doesn't understand Ling Feng's true strength and Ling Feng's character.

But He Buwei didn't question Jiang Ping in person, just nodded lightly, and continued to look outside, at this moment, the car rattled and came to a sudden brake, He Buwei's face suddenly became difficult to see, through the front windshield glass, He Buwei saw the person he didn't want to see the most - Ling Feng.

The driver who drove the car had worked in He's house for more than ten years and was loyal to his duties, at this time, he turned around to ask He Buwei's opinion, He Buwei gritted his teeth and said: "Hit it!"

The driver suddenly understood, stepped on the accelerator deeply, the tires of the car made a sharp noise because of the violent friction, the car was about eighty meters away from Ling Feng, such a distance was enough to make the car increase the speed to more than sixty yards in a short period of time, however, He Buwei in the back seat of the car was still full of cold sweat, tightly clutching his right handle, his eyes were full of horror.

And Jiang Ping was staring at this moment calmly, the car driving rapidly in front of him was still calm Ling Feng, with a strange look on his face.

Not at all surprising He Buwei, at the moment when the car was about to hit Ling Feng, Ling Feng moved, like a cheetah, his body was like electricity, and he jumped up seven or eight meters high, and then fell on the top of the car, and smashed down with a fist towards the position of the cab on the top of the car.

The car braked suddenly, the huge inertia did not make Ling Feng lose his center of gravity, and fell off the roof, Ling Feng was on the roof of the car, a beautiful rotation, and his body continued to stay on the top of the car after crossing a strange arc in mid-air, and at this time, Ling Feng's position was the top of He Buwei's head.

Boom! Ling Feng punched again, directly smashing the iron sheet above He Buwei's head, and Ling Feng at this moment, like a humanoid monster, used the car under his body as a toy, wantonly destroying, and at the same time, he was constantly destroying the only bit of confidence left in He Buwei's heart at the moment to escape from the country.

"Ling Feng, what do you want?" He Buwei couldn't help but roar. Ling Feng sneered, stood on the roof of the car, and said: "You want to kill me again and again, didn't you think that there would be today?" He Buwei roared: "Ling Feng, you can't kill me without evidence, I am a member of the He family, if you kill me, the He family will definitely not let you go!" Ling Feng sneered: "I want to kill, one, no evidence, two, I don't care about his background." You challenged my bottom line, then I'll let you know what will happen if you challenge my bottom line!"

At this time, Jiang Ping, who was beside He Buwei, said with a smile: "Well said, young man, he is really young and vigorous, and he cannot be used for a lifetime." You're very good, and if I'm not here today, I'm afraid you will have no problem killing anyone. But, it's a pity, I'm here today, and no one can kill you!"

Ling Feng had already noticed Jiang Ping's existence, and said with a smile at this time: "Bajiquan Master, Jiang Ping! Haha, when you went into hiding, you were a martial arts master of the Sanpin Great Martial Master, I don't know if your martial arts cultivation has improved after so many years? As for whether I can kill someone in front of you, it depends on whether you can block my fist!"

Jiang Ping was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that his information had been completely grasped by the young man in front of him, and he didn't expect that this young man would dare to come over and kill people when he knew that he was a third-grade great martial artist before he returned to seclusion, it seems that this young man is probably not simple.

At this time, Jiang Ping's face showed a solemn look.

Since he dares to come and knows his own strength, then this young man's strength must be very strong!

Jiang Ping sneered, slapped his palm on his seat, his figure directly exploded, rushed away the iron sheet above his head, and with a loud bang, Jiang Ping appeared in front of Ling Feng.

At this time, Jiang Ping didn't continue to talk to Ling Feng at all, and slapped his palm directly towards Ling Feng's right ear.

Ling Feng sneered, his figure flashed slightly, and he jumped directly from the top of the car, and then, with a kick on the side of the car, the car made a sharp sound, and then directly crossed the road and hit the guardrail on the side. Then, Ling Feng stood firm, stared at Jiang Ping not far in front of him, and said with a smile: "If you leave now, I can spare your life." Otherwise, I will take your life tonight!"

When Jiang Ping heard this, he immediately burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, young man, sometimes it's too crazy, it's not a good thing, do you know what it means to be a third-grade great martial artist? If you want to kill me, haha, I'm afraid there won't be more than ten people in the entire Huaxia who have this ability!"