Rural Shennong

Jack Lee didn't expect that Chen Ping was not only not impressed by him, but also called him a rookie.

What made Jack Li angry was that Wang Ziqian was still defending Chen Ping.

He had admired Wang Ziqian for a long time, and Wang Ziqian never gave him any response. Seeing her so nervous and Chen Ping, Jack Lee felt as if he was being cuckolded.

Jack Lippi smiled and said: "One hit me ten or twenty? Just by you?"

Chen Ping said calmly: "Why, you don't believe it?"

"Believe it? I don't believe it. Do you think I'm a fool?" Jack Lee shook his neck: "Boy, if you slap yourself ten times, I'll treat you as if you farted a few times just now, and forgive you once."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for doing it myself and slapping your face like a pig's head!"

Wang Ziqian was really anxious: "Jack, what do you mean, Mr. Er is a commissioner invited by the association, please pay attention to your attitude when you speak."

She was afraid that Jack Lee would suffer.

But what she said heard in Jack Lee's ears, as if she was protecting Chen Ping and afraid that Chen Ping would be hurt by him, which was like adding fuel to the fire.

Jack Li gritted his teeth and said, "Ziqian, don't worry about today's affairs, I will take care of myself if there is any problem."

"Boy, do you smoke or not!"

Chen Ping folded his arms and said with a smile that was not a smile: "You want to slap me in the face? Don't say it's you, even if your father is here, you can't do it."

"Fucking shit, I'll make you talk!" Jack Li was furious, and he slapped Chen Ping across the face with his palm.

Chen Ping's cultivation, on the surface, is a martial arts master.

Jack Lee didn't have much strength, his arms were rounded.

If Chen Ping was really an ordinary martial arts master, he would have lost half of his teeth if he was slapped on the face by this slap.

"No!" Wang Ziqian wanted to stop her, but several people stood in front of her, preventing her from approaching.

Like Jack Lee, these people from the intelligence department were all unhappy with Chen Ping and wanted to see him learn a lesson.

"Ziqian, why are you having trouble with our own people because of an outsider?"

"This kid is too crazy, he deserves to be beaten!"

"I think he's just a big talker, but you can see that he's so frightened that he can't even hide..."

The taunting skills of this group of people haven't been fully released yet.

"Snapped!"

A clear and crisp slap suddenly exploded, shaking everyone's ears.

Their expressions of disdain, contempt and gloating were all frozen on their faces.

Because it was not Chen Ping who was beaten, but Jack Lee.

Although the slap was loud enough, it didn't slap Jack Li away, but just tilted his head.

Chen Ping controlled his strength, the harm was really not great, but the insult was extremely strong.

Wang Ziqian had already guessed this would happen.

She covered her forehead with a look of lovelessness.

The rest of the people didn't expect Chen Ping to be so fierce, they were all stunned in shock, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Jack Lee was stunned by the beating, and he was stunned for a full three seconds.

When he came back to his senses, Jack Lee's eyeballs were instantly stained with a crazy blood.

He was so proud and arrogant just now, and he was severely slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.

Is it a real slap in the face, or in front of Wang Ziqian.

Jack Lee's sanity was taken away by Chen Ping's slap.

He summoned a thick-backed long knife from the spiritual sea, and now he only has one thought.

That is to kill this person. Only when this person dies can his shame be washed away.

Jack Lee slashed at Chen Ping's head with a knife: "Fuck you..."

"Slap!" Before he could fully swing his knife or finish speaking, Chen Ping slapped Jack Lee on the other side of the face with his backhand.

"Fuck..."

"Snapped!"

"I……"

"Clap clap clap!"

Everyone's jaws almost fell to the ground.

With his left hand behind his back, Chen Ping used his right hand to repeatedly slap Jack Lee's face back and forth, with a calm expression and a light-hearted movement.

Jack Lee, a master-level master, was like a kindergarten kid in front of Chen Ping, with no power to resist.

Those slaps made the soles of the people tremble with cold air, and the cold air rushed to the top of their heads, making their scalps numb.

Zhao Gaohou swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and asked in a low voice: "Ziqian, is he a master of the Embryo Realm? No... he can't be the peak of the Embryo Realm, right?"

It is true that Jack Lee is a master, but he has just broken through the bottleneck because of the complete recovery of the earth's aura.

It hasn't been long since he advanced to the rank of master, and his cultivation has not been consolidated yet.

To be able to beat him to the point of being defenseless, Chen Ping's cultivation is at least at the Great Achievement of Embryo.

Wang Ziqian just wanted to say that Chen Ping is a body trainer and a master of martial arts, but she shook her head again when the words came to her mouth: "I don't know what his cultivation is."

On the way from Huaguo to Citigroup, Chen Ping overturned Wang Ziqian's perception too much, making her embarrassing again and again.

She found that Chen Ping was like a shadow hidden in the mist, which she couldn't see through at all.

After more than a dozen slaps, Jack Lee couldn't even hold the knife that Chen Ping slapped, his feet were limp, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he fell to the ground miserable.

If he hadn't fallen to the ground, I don't know how many slaps he would have received.

Chen Ping stepped on his chest, looked down at him and said coldly: "Is your mouth still cheap?"

The corners of Jack Lee's mouth were cracked, and the swollen eyes still radiated with hatred: "My master is a strong man at the peak of the Embryo Realm."

"Boy, you dare to humiliate me like this, I promise you will die, no one can save you!"

Chen Ping exerted a little force on his feet, and Jack Lee spat out a mouthful of blood: "If I trample you to death, it's no different from trampling an ant to death."

"I told you a long time ago that you are a rookie, let alone your master, even if your father is here, it will be useless."

Wang Ziqian opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The faces of the others were sad, as if they were sad when a rabbit died or a fox died.

Seeing that Jack Lee was about to be trampled to death by Chen Ping, a loud shout came from the door: "Stop, keep someone under your feet!"

An old man with a white beard and a long gown rushed in through the door.

This person is the number one master of the Association's intelligence department stationed in Angel City, the peak master of the Embodied Realm, Xiao Jinmao.

Seeing him, Jack Lee felt as if he was seeing a relative: "Master, kill him, please help me kill him."

The eyes of other people also ignited the light of hope.

"Old Xiao, you're here. This kid is too crazy. Even if you don't kill him, you have to teach him a lesson."

"Your surname, do you really think that our Angel City Intelligence Department has no experts?"

"Don't take your stinky feet off Jack, are you looking for death?"

They all thought that Xiao Jinmao's arrival would be enough to calm down Chen Ping.

So what if Chen Ping is a strong person at the peak of Embryo Realm?

Xiao Jinmao has been the pinnacle master of the Embryo Realm for more than ten years. He has been waiting for him in cultivation and has rich combat experience.

If it weren't for the tiger pattern vine, he would have become a strong person in the Embryo state.

Chen Ping is a young man, how can he compare with him.

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Jinmao would teach Chen Ping a lesson, Xiao Jinmao suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"

Jack Lee grabbed Chen Ping's ankle, wanting to create some good opportunities for Master to do something: "Yes, shut up, and watch how my Master handles this kid."

Xiao Jin's face darkened: "Rebel, shut up too!"