Bang.

A slap sounded throughout the private room.

"A mere ordinary people dare to claim respect, who will give you the courage!"

As soon as Ji Cheng slapped in the face, Jia Shouli and his seven and eight mixed-blooded teeth flew into the air, smashing the precious screen.

The scene became quiet for a while.

Su Yimo was stunned.

"It's over..." Su Weigu's heart skipped a beat and he shouted a few times in his heart: It's so difficult for countless people to see Master Ji. Unexpectedly, this kid was not only fortunate to see him, but also to be ignorant of Mount Tai.

Su Weigu looked at Ji Cheng with an extremely serious expression, clasped his fists and said, "Master Ji, please calm down. Please calm down."

"I am doing things, why do you need to give me some advice?" Ji Cheng's tone was very tough, giving no room for change.

Su Weigu knew that Ji Cheng was angry and might even vent his anger on the Su family, so he begged. "This matter is because I am not well received. Please give me a chance to solve it. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Do you think it is good?"

Seeing that his grandfather was so disobedient, Su Yimo grabbed Ji Cheng's arm in the other direction, and his beautiful eyes were full of hope. "Sir——"

Ji Cheng felt soft when he saw this girl's big eyes that could speak, and he sighed. "Get it yourself."

Su Weigu nodded and walked towards Jia Shouli.

there.

Jia Shouli covered his swollen left cheek, 'spoiled' a mouthful of blood, and glared at Ji Cheng with a very vicious look. "Okay, you have a habit. If you know who I am, you dare to hit me? You might as well tell you that you have caused a big trouble."

"Who dares to touch Master Ji? Come!" Su Weigu's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he quickly recruited more than 20 bodyguards outside the door.

When Jia Shouli saw that he was going to cause trouble, he was also offended, and he wanted to let out such anger, so he shouted, "Why wouldn't you be scared to me if I can keep the hotel open until now?"

After saying that, he shouted outside the door: "Quan Baiping, I haven't come in yet. I'm going to hit someone today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man two meters away came outside the door. He had dark skin, flat head, and a scar on his face that was obliquely swaying across his right face. His face was extremely cruel, which easily reminded people of those murderous murderers who did not blink.

In fact, this person is the retired soldier king - Quan Baiping, who claims to be "completely settled".

In his early years, he worked as a mercenary in the Middle East and killed countless people. After returning to China, he was hired as the number one thug by Jia Shouli for a high salary.

Not only that, he has some status in the underground black market and in society, and his acquaintances call him "Big Head Brother".

Jia Shouli knew that the Su family had so many guards, but he only brought one person in. The fact was obvious.

"Brother Flat Head" glanced at it and frowned as if he was a little dissatisfied. "Brother Jia, are there only a few people, enough for me to beat me?"

"If you can't fight enough, then you'll fight to the death." Jia Shouli was so angry that he pulled out his tie. "Blow me hard."

"Brother Flat Head" made ten fingers and looked at more than twenty bodyguards. "You can get weapons, long swords, or short swords. Otherwise, you won't have any chance."

More than 20 bodyguards invited by Gaoxin, including disciples from martial arts families, and those who have worked as soldiers, know some fist skills. Anyone who pulls them out can beat a group of people.

At this time, he was provoked by an enemy and immediately became angry.

"Brothers, kill him." A leading bodyguard was the first to step up and kick him over.

"Brother Flat Head" sneered, grabbed his ankle in his hand, and gently whipped it downwards, hitting the ground.

"Ah..." The leading bodyguard screamed. The length and short bones in his right leg were broken, and he would probably be disabled for the rest of his life.

When the other bodyguards saw that they all rushed up with murderous intent on their faces. "Kill this king, Ba, egg."

Bump...

In less than two minutes, more than twenty people were curled up on the ground, all of whom had broken limbs and no combat power.

Seeing this, Su Weigu took a long breath of air conditioning and thought to himself whether this was a human or a devil, he could be so cruel.

"How is it? Without your minions, I see why are you still arrogant!" Jia Shouli licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and gave Quan Baiping a wink. "Don't show mercy, this old man and a young man, kill me and make me useless. Save that little king, eight, and egg until the end. I'm going to pull out his skin today."

"Yes, boss."

Quan Baiping said, rushing out like a wild wolf raiding his prey, taking more than three meters in one step, his whole body completely flew into the air, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Su Weigu was not considered an authentic disciple. He knew some ordinary fist skills and his hands and feet were very flexible. He pushed Su Yimo away and he went up alone.

"Old guy, I'm looking for death." The 'flat-headed brother' stretched out his palm like lightning.

bump.

Just one palm.

Su Weigu was shocked more than ten steps back and hit the wall hard.

"Grandpa!" Su Yimo was so anxious that she burst into tears, and she hurriedly helped Su Weigu up.

At this moment, the eyes of "Big Head Brother" turned cold, as if he was about to kill him.

His entire right hand was like a steel knife, coming straight towards Su Yimo.

well.

Ji Cheng sighed, picked up the porcelain bowl, and used a ruthless force to smash Quan Baiping, who had not yet landed in the air.

The porcelain bowl flew rapidly and drew a nearly straight arc. Because Ji Cheng used too much force, a crack the size of an embroidery needle burst out during the rotation.

The 'flat head brother' felt very keen and punched the porcelain bowl hard.

But at this moment, the crack on the porcelain bowl reached its peak. With a "click", it split into two along the crack.

The 'Big Head Brother' was shocked when he heard this, and even felt a breath of death. His body forcibly changed its position in the air, and at the same time raised his arms to block his throat and other fatal parts.

With a puff.

A blood splashed, and a sharp pain came from the nose of the "Big Head Brother" and staggered back seven or eight meters away, with his back against the wall, staring at Ji Cheng with his eyes tightly.

Ji Cheng was calm on the surface, but in fact he was shocked by his actions: it turned out that this body was even more powerful than he thought, and he immediately relaxed a little.

Looking at others, their expressions were different.

"Is the 'flat-headed brother' injured?"

The group of Su family bodyguards lying on the ground were both surprised and happy. They knew in their hearts that they were swept by Brother Flat Head, but the current Brother Flat Head was broken in a hole in their clothes and their faces were ferocious...

It was Master Ji who made the "flat-headed brother" so embarrassed.

The shock caused by this is no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The scene is weird and quiet.

"Fight. Let's fight." Ji Cheng's voice was very bright, like Huang Zhong Dalu, with a kind of deterrence from the superiors, crushing around.
Chapter completed!