Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 95 Monstrous anger, unforgivable

"Fight back, if you don't fight back, they will beat you to death!" Old man Ouyang was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

But Wang Ping was indifferent, he endured, suppressed the anger in his heart, as long as Qin Cuili was safe and sound, what did he suffer?
The pain in his body was redoubled, his hands and feet were almost numb from the beating, Wang Ping curled up on the ground, and he would really be beaten to death if he continued like this.

"Stop!" Lu Yang told his subordinates to stop. The three subordinates were out of breath. One can imagine how hard they fought just now. Although Wang Ping was protecting his head, his head was already bleeding. The blood on his face looked shocking.

"It's pretty bearable!" Lu Yang laughed coldly.

"Let my mother go!" Wang Ping said in a low and hoarse voice, he was actually covered in bruises.

"Kneel down and beg me, maybe I'll let your mother go if I'm in a good mood!" Lu Yang said.

kneel?
Wang Ping hesitated. As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If he kneels down to Lu Yang, how will he be able to hold his head up in the future?
Lu Yang clearly wanted to humiliate him.

"Are you stupid? He is clearly playing tricks on you on purpose. Even if you kneel down to him, he will not let you and your mother go. Use your brain to think about it!" Ouyang old man said excitedly.

Why doesn't Wang Ping understand this, but does he have a choice?
Which is more important, dignity or Qin Cuili's life? Of course, Qin Cuili's life is more important. If the dignity is gone, it will be gone. But if Qin Cuili dies, then Wang Ping will not have a mother.

"Hmm!" Qin Cuili woke up at this time, she had been in a coma for several hours, don't forget that she is still a quasi-patient and her body is still very weak.

Opening her eyes, she was surrounded by strangers, surrounded by a group of equally strange people, and standing beside her was Lu Yang in a suit and tie.

Where am I?
"Mom!" Just wondering, Wang Ping shouted excitedly.

"A Bing!" Qin Cuili instantly recognized her son's voice, and she was so excited that she wanted to get up, but she was kicked on the chest by Lu Yang and fell to the ground.

This kick made Qin Cuili out of breath for a while, unable to make a sound.

"You are not allowed to hurt my mother!" Seeing Qin Cuili being beaten, Wang Ping felt more pain than he was being beaten. He kicked and fell to the ground.

"Mom!" Wang Ping was so excited that Lu Yang had a panoramic view. He seemed to have discovered something more interesting than beating Wang Ping, which was beating Qin Cuili.

Beating Wang Ping Wang Ping can bear it without making a sound, but beating Qin Cuili, I wonder if you, Wang Ping, can bear it?
"You two, give this woman a good lesson!"

"Yes!" The two subordinates received the order, and without saying a word, they stepped forward to face Qin Cuili with fists and kicks.

How could Qin Cuili, a female classmate, stand such a beating?Seeing this, Wang Ping was furious, but he was helpless.

"Don't hit my mother, don't hit my mother!" His eyes were full of despair, unprecedented despair.

When Lu Yang heard this, he became even more impulsive, "Hit hard!"

"Yes!" The subordinates were more joyful in the fight, but after all, Qin Cuili was no better than Wang Ping. After a few blows, her eyes went black and she passed out again.

"Boss, she fainted!" the subordinate stopped his hands and said.

"Have passed out?" Lu Yang's face turned cold, "If you fainted, hit me as well!"

Is this man's heart black?How could he even deal with a fainted person?
Lu Yang's subordinates walked towards Qin Cuili again. Qin Cuili, who was in a coma, was in danger. Wang Ping knew that she was not in good health, and if she was beaten again, it might be...

Wang Ping didn't dare to imagine that he couldn't let Qin Cuili have something to do, absolutely not.

"Ka!" He clenched his fists tightly, and the overwhelming anger in his heart seemed to burst out of his eyes.

"Don't hurt my mother!" He couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly burst into a yell.

Lu Yang and his subordinates were taken aback by the roar, and when they came back to their senses, they found that Wang Ping had already rushed towards the two people who were about to beat Qin Cuili. The speed was astonishingly fast, and the distance of several meters passed by in an instant.

Before Lu Yang's two subordinates realized what was going on, Wang Ping flicked his hand, and when he got up, the gravel in his hand splashed on their faces like a fairy flower, making them unable to open their eyes for a moment. Eyes, the next second Wang Ping came in front of them, with murderous intent in his eyes, he hugged one of the guys' head with both hands, and twisted it hard.

"Crack!" There was only a creepy bone breaking sound, and the guy's head was wrenched off by Wang Ping on the spot, and he fell limply to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

At the same time, Wang Ping kicked up, and his knee hit the other guy's chin heavily.

"Crack!" There was another crisp sound, and the guy's jaw was smashed to pieces on the spot, his mouth was bloody and bloody, and he flew upside down, and fell to the ground with unknown life or death.

Putting down two people in an instant, Lu Yang and his subordinates were startled.

Wang Ping helped Qin Cuili up, looked at Qin Cuili, who was covered in gray hair, looked at the blood flowing from her forehead, looked at her hands and feet with many bruises from beatings, and how many injuries she had. Physically, Wang Ping's anger became more and more intense. He had never been so angry in his life.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable..." he muttered, only old man Ouyang noticed the murderous intent transformed from anger in his eyes. Seeing this, old man Ouyang laughed instead.

"Why are you still standing there? Fight me together with his mother!" Lu Yang was not frightened by Wang Ping's defeat of two of his subordinates. He still had a large group of subordinates. It would take minutes to kill Wang Ping's mother and son. matter.

The subordinates received the order and rushed forward with all kinds of control knives. The baseball bat in the first one's hand was aimed at the back of Wang Ping's head and smashed down.

"Crack!" Just as Wang Ping was about to be smashed in the head, Wang Ping caught the baseball bat with one hand without even looking back.

"Huh?" Lu Yang was taken aback. The baseball bat was so powerful, how could Wang Ping catch it with one hand?

"Ah!" Before Lu Yang could react, the subordinate holding the baseball bat screamed, and then Lu Yang saw that his arm holding the baseball bat showed an irregular bend.

Wang Ping kicked up, how powerful is this kick?He actually directly kicked Lu Yang's subordinates away, and knocked the three of them to the ground on the spot, screaming.

"Kick!" Almost at the same time, Wang Ping rushed to Lu Yang's subordinates, and the baseball bat was in his hands at some point. The black baseball bat danced in the night, turning into a black whirlwind, facing Lu Yang. Lu Yang's subordinates greeted him.

"Papa papa!" Wang Ping erupted, with unprecedented strength and killing intent. The baseball bat in his hands turned into a terrifying weapon. Every swing would knock Lu Yang's men on their backs.

These days, under the guidance of the old man Ouyang, the results of practicing the "Nine Yang Nether Poison Art" are vividly displayed at this time. Wang Ping is angry. He may not feel it himself, but the old man Ouyang, who is a bystander, can see it clearly. Chu, Wang Ping's speed, strength, and reaction ability have all improved a lot compared to before. It is impossible for Lu Yang's men to be his opponents.

Seeing Wang Ping, who was getting better and better in the fight, the old man Ouyang smiled, "That's it, if you want to become a real strong man, you must go through the baptism of blood!"

Of course he was happy. He finally saw Wang Ping take this most difficult step. He really worked hard for this moment, but Qin Cuili was injured because of it. It didn't matter to him, but it didn't matter to Wang Ping. Then it happened.

No matter what, Wang Ping's murderous intent was aroused by Lu Yang, and one by one Lu Yang's men fell under his baseball bat, either headshot by him, or their hands and feet were broken.

"what!"

"Ah!" The screams resounded through the sky, blood spattered, and Lu Yang was also stunned. He seemed to have realized that he had awakened a sleeping lion.

(End of this chapter)