my beautiful president

Some people are already talking about Di Kun's identity, but this person is very unfamiliar to everyone, and no one knows him.

Just now Di Kun made a thunderous move and knocked Guan Hai into the air and knocked him out. Everyone saw it and knew that he was not an ordinary stalker, so they all timidly hid aside.

"Are you looking for Fei Ping?" Xiao Yi asked with his head tilted.

"Exactly."

"Then you have found the right person."

"Where's Feipin?"

"do not know."

"I think you're tired of working!" Di Kun became angry from embarrassment, and his fist was thundering towards Xiao Yi's cheek!

If this punch is hit, it will definitely change beyond recognition, and whether he can save his life is another matter.

Xiao Yi didn't move at all, and there was still a faint smile on his face.

The roaring fist was caught by a callused palm ten centimeters away from his cheek!

"Fei Ping! It's Iron Palm Fei Ping!"

Someone exclaimed, and everyone's eyes turned to the person who suddenly stood in front of Xiao Yi.

"I'm sorry, sir, the villain's escort came late." Fei Ping bowed deeply to Xiao Yi respectfully.

"When did I use you to protect me? How are you doing with what I asked you to do?" Xiao Yi didn't appreciate it at all.

"I'm sorry, you don't need the villain to do anything extra, but it has always been my greatest wish to serve you. This person's name is Di Kun, and he came after me. Let the villain handle this trivial matter.

The things you asked me to do are already being processed, and the boulder has been carved and is on the way to be transported. I believe you will be able to complete your orders within a month. "

When Fei Ping spoke, he kept his head down, not daring to meet Xiao Yi's eyes.

"Well, you made trouble yourself, and deal with it properly."

Xiao Yi nodded, deliberately emphasized the word "proper", and then stopped talking. He sat on the high stool, poured himself a glass of red wine, flipped the bone spirit dice with his right hand, and started playing.

Fei Ping turned around, straightened his waist, and said in a low voice: "Di Kun, I was the one who hurt you when I was young and aggressive, and it is fair for you to settle accounts with me. Sir, I will never forgive you lightly."

"Fei Ping, remember how majestic you were when you punched the boxing champion of T country, smashed the Yunhong stele, and challenged the world? I didn't expect that you would be reduced to bowing your knees to a little kid who hasn't even grown his hair yet. It's really shocking!" People look down upon it!"

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, Di Kun said with his eyes burning.

"I don't need to explain my business to you." Fei Ping said proudly, not feeling ashamed about it.

"Okay, let me ask you, at the top of Mount Hua, you seriously injured my master, causing him to die, and you broke my right leg, whether you admit it or not!"

Di Kun almost squeezed these words out between his teeth, hatred turned into bloodshot eyes and filled his eyes.

"What happened at the beginning was my fault. The big mistake has been made and it is irreparable. I will give you back my right leg!"

As Fei Ping said, he stretched out his right leg, slammed his palm down, and staggered suddenly. His leg was twisted to an incredible arc, and it was obviously broken. Even so, he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word!
"Ah!" All the people present exclaimed, they didn't expect the grievances between the two to be so deep, let alone Fei Ping's attack on him so ruthlessly.

Quiet, the scene was terribly quiet, you could hear a needle drop.

Xiao Yi, who was watching all this, nodded expressionlessly, as if he was very satisfied with Fei Ping's performance.

"Fei Ping, do you think our matter is over after you crippled one of your legs? How much pain have I endured to seek revenge for you for so many years? Bloody debt, today is your death day!"

Di Kun didn't feel pity for Fei Ping's self-destruction of his right leg. Instead, a hint of ferocity flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he rushed forward with his fist.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three consecutive heavy punches landed on the chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Fei Ping staggered back three steps, but insisted on supporting his body, and did not fall down.

"These three punches are my repayment for the one palm that injured your master back then, and now we can pay both." Fei Ping said with his hands on his chest.

"Liangqing? Hehe, you have a pretty good idea, but I really have to thank you. If you hadn't injured that old man with your palm, I wouldn't have gotten the 'Longlong Boxing Manual' from him so smoothly. ',quack……"

Di Kun saw that Fei Ping was seriously injured, and he crippled his own leg. The situation was gone, and he showed his true colors, looking up to the sky and laughing strangely.

"Didn't your master die because of me?" Fei Ping asked barely supporting his body.

"Hahahaha, it's up to you? That old man has a body-protecting qi. Take it easy, even ten palms may not be able to kill him. If it weren't for the poison of 'that gentleman', I would like to kill him." It's hard for him, quack..."

Di Kun grinned ecstatically, and when he mentioned 'that gentleman', his eyes were full of awe.

Fei Ping turned around slowly, faced Xiao Yi, and asked respectfully: "Sir, can I make a move?"

Xiao Yi didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Fei Ping turned back, took a deep breath, straightened his body, and said in a low voice, "In this case, I don't owe you any more, and we can have a fair duel."

"Fair duel? With the current you? Haha...are you kidding me?"

Di Kun pointed up and down to Fei Ping's distressed appearance.

"You can try it. Back then I was able to break your right leg with one palm, and I can do it now."

Fei Ping didn't talk much, and his voice was not high, but he offended Di Kun.

Over the years, Di Kun's right leg has always been his greatest hatred, and he was even nicknamed "Po Jiaokun".

"Fei Ping, you are courting death yourself!"

Di Kun let out a yell, and his fists rushed over with the momentum of a thunderbolt!

Fei Ping's right leg was newly broken, and the severe pain had already covered his forehead with sweat, but he still did not lose the wind in the face of the opponent's offensive.

Di Kun's iron fist was extremely powerful, with a faint sound of piercing through the air, and there was a sound of metal collision when the fists and palms intersected, which was very shocking!
Suddenly, Fei Ping's left hand turned into a claw, and he pinched Di Kun's fist precisely. Taking advantage of the momentum, he moved behind him, and his right hand turned into a knife, and slashed at the opponent's left leg.

"Crack!"

Di Kun's left leg snapped, and he fell to the ground.

"This is what you deserve for deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!" Fei Ping stood proudly with his body supported on one leg.

Lying on the ground, Di Kun's face was distorted, and after he uttered a strange cry, the Yin energy suddenly surged in his body, and a murderous air filled the air.

Xiao Yi suddenly looked up, and saw that Di Kun's whole body was covered by a layer of black air invisible to the naked eye, and his skill suddenly increased greatly!
The Bone Spirit dice in Xiao Yi's hand suddenly stopped spinning, jumping restlessly!

"not good!"

Di Kun's body suddenly rose from the ground, and his broken left leg returned to normal after a crackling sound. He punched Fei Ping out with the black air of death!