Chen family monster

Updated: 2011-06-22

Chapter 310 Three

Chen Ping is a bastard, a scumbag, and a hooligan. People who know her, even his women, Tang Aozhi, Nalan Qingcheng, and Wang Xianyi, have never thought that she is a gentleman, the kind of good-looking youth in society. He has the noble sentiments to help the old lady cross the road. He doesn't have it either, but he does it more neatly than anyone else in killing people, setting fires and stabbing people in the back. In his world view, things like sympathy and kindness should be put on the ground. Things that are kicked into the sewer after being stomped hard a few times are worthless.

So when he made a sudden move and stood up to stand up, everyone at the table was shocked. Nalan Qingcheng and Chen An were puzzled, and Bu Yixuan was puzzled. The girl named Xiao Ruolan was not used to such bloody scenes. , all sluggish.

Chen Ping's face was calm and gloomy, and he kept walking, with the attitude of taking the whole matter on his own head. He walked up to the twitching man with a painful face, sneered, and directly struck.

Blast.

Go all out.

Mr. Chen kicked the man's face fiercely, with great force, the elders who are nearly 1.8 meters tall flew out without even having time to scream, their bodies turned in a circle in the air, 360 degrees, and then slammed He fell to the ground and fell unconscious on the spot.

A group of younger brothers finally realized that they violently overturned the table and rushed forward. Chen Ping's kick was indeed sharp and domineering, but it was not enough to calm them down. The children were cleaned up, and it would be embarrassing to say it. They live at the bottom of the society and eat bully meals and collect protection fees. They have no chance to meet ruthless people like the old monster Wa. In their opinion, there are too many people. If there is a guy, he can stably eat the opponent to death. From a certain point of view, this is also the first group of people who believe in martial arts and are afraid of kitchen knives. They have always believed in it.

Chen Ping's expression was cold, he was happy and fearless, he protected Aunt Yao behind him, and he seemed to be a bit of a heroic spirit. More than ten people rushed over together, punching and punching, waving steel spring knives, dazzled, Bu Yixuan was the first Shi Shi rushed over to help, and the old monster also stood up lightly, but after pulling Aunt Yao over, he didn't make a move again, standing quietly, squinting his eyes, muddled and lifeless.

It's just that the scene was beyond everyone's expectations. Before Chen Ping and Bu Yixuan showed their power, a group of ruffians suddenly became chaotic. , but there was no scream with a strange face.

Chen Ping and Bu Yixuan looked at each other, greatly surprised.

Behind the more than ten ruffians, a middle-aged woman fought fiercely with no expression on her face. Twisted arm, Lingxi restaurant is not big in the first place, after such a toss, it is even more messy, most of the tables have been overturned long ago, and the woman playing the surprise attack in the back is indifferent to the things in the store, and only cares about ruthless hands , with a murderous look in his eyes that is not difficult for ordinary people to see, and a trace of remorse.

Women are not pretty, and their figure is not desirable, but when they suddenly appear in this kind of scene, they give people an unparalleled shock. The incomparable authentic Wing Chun boxing plus hacking is as sharp as a knife, and the moves are quick, and they don't care about the consequences at all. Come up and hit directly.

Aunt Yao stood beside the old monster, her face was gloomy, but she was not panicked, obviously she had experienced this kind of scene more than once.

Nalan Qingcheng and Chen An opened their mouths slightly, looking at the strong woman who suddenly appeared out of the sky, their thoughts were spinning, Xiao Ruolan's face was shocked, his eyes were fixed on the battlefield for a moment, feeling a little dreamy and exciting.

Chen Ping and Bu Yixuan have withdrawn from the battle circle, but they are always ready to help.

3 minutes.

Nearly half of the ten or so men fell down in a blink of an eye. The result was appalling. Chen Ping's face was calm, and he glanced at Aunt Yao vaguely, with a hesitant look on his face.

The fighting power of the woman is really amazing, she is evil, and she is unbelievably sturdy. The ten or so men on the opposite side, armed with murder weapons, can't do anything to her, and she simply punches and kicks them to the ground, completely Incapacitated to fight.

"Oh!"

The woman turned sideways slightly, dodging a section of the steel pipe that was thrown at him, and then came to the opposite person in an instant, bent her knees, and slammed into his lower abdomen fiercely. Rolling all over the floor, but can't make a sound.

The woman kept walking, rushed to the next target, shook her hand fiercely, and hit the opponent's shoulder. The sound of bone breaking was clearly audible, and without giving the opponent a chance to scream, she took another step forward and punched hard on the opponent's shoulder. The position of the opponent's heart, knock him out with one move, and then continue to look for the next unlucky guy.

Fast, powerful, and steady.

Standing behind Chen Ping, Bu Yixuan swallowed, secretly stunned, he was indeed a frog in the bottom of a well, and there are not all tall people and gods in modern society, at least the woman who suddenly rushed in to help Lingxi restaurant was not ordinary.

10 minutes.

More than a dozen people fell to the ground, all of them unconscious without exception. The steel pipes, daggers, and a table of messy food that had been overturned occupied most of the restaurant floor. Aunt Yao's face was calm. In front of the messy ground, he squatted down and began to clean up the broken dishes. Chen Ping hesitated for a while, and walked over to help.

Aunt Yao said thank you softly, Chen Ping paused, shook his head slightly, and said, Aunt Yao, no need.

On the other side, the woman with a rigid face and expressionless face passed through the ruffians lying on the ground, and came to their leader, looked at the silver blood-stained throwing knife on the ground, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then stepped over. foot, stomped hard on the arm of the man who was knocked unconscious by Chen Ping's explosive kick.

"Crack."

A muffled voice suddenly sounded, making one's hair stand on end. The middle-aged woman remained calm and continued to perform violent aesthetics. During the process, she was calm and calm, as if she was doing a trivial matter that had nothing to do with her.

With such a method, Chen Ping and Bu Yixuan, who are used to experiencing a lot of bloody incidents, are a little bit scalp-numbed, and they can't kill without nodding their heads.

After the middle-aged woman settled the turmoil and made sure that no one would come to pick things up, she glanced at Chen Ping and Aunt Yao, turned around without any regrets, and walked out of the restaurant, still with a naturally cold face.

Chen An suddenly screamed, stood up, ran to Chen Ping, leaned into his ear, and said softly, brother, I saw the ring on her hand, the sign of the seventh floor.

Chen Ping squatted on the ground, picked up the pieces of dishes on the ground, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

Queens Club.

seventh floor.

The characters in it, no matter which organization they put in, are qualified enough to be guests.

(Is there anyone asking for a ticket?!!!!!!!!!!!! Is there a quota??? Brothers who understand can look at it as a pit, and it will be filled in eventually-.-.)