Rural Shennong

Of course Meng Xiangyun knew the stakes, and he would never take the blame.

He said anxiously: "You fucking fart!"

"Kang Qing has already lost. According to the rules of Shuangdou, she, the challenger, will lose all her positions in the Huhai Gang and has nothing to do with the Huhai Gang."

"Don't say that I treat her as a female slave, even if I sell her into a kiln, it has nothing to do with the Huhai Gang or Shuangdou!"

Chen Ping looked at Meng Xiangyun with eyes like caring for the mentally retarded: "Is your brain flooded?"

"Even if Kang Qing lost the fight, but she had won the business fight before, at most it would be a tie for Lin Zhiju, and Kang Qing and Lin Zhiju would have to fight in person to decide the outcome."

"Why do you say she has lost?"

Meng Xiangyun said contemptuously: "I think it's because you, a piece of trash, have lost your mind? Do you still need to compare the rest?"

"Kang Qing is not even a warrior, even if ten of them go up together, they can't be Zhiju's opponent."

"I felt pity for her, and couldn't bear to see her die in Zhiju's hands, so I gave her a chance to be a slave girl, you bastard, you dare to put a hat on my head, you really don't know how to write death! "

There was a playful smile on the corner of Chen Ping's mouth: "Who said Kang Qing needs to take action? The fighting is not over yet!"

As soon as he said this, not to mention that Meng Xiangyun looked at him like a fool, even those gangsters who supported Kang Qing wanted to cover their faces.

Two wins in three rounds, Lin Zhiju won two rounds, Er Dongping doesn't even know how to count?

When Meng Xiangyun came back to his senses, he suddenly felt very boring. He had the same knowledge as such a fool, and it insulted his IQ.

"Second Uncle, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with this idiot anymore, let's do it, kill that idiot, and bring Kang Qing here."

With his head held high and his chin up, he looked at Chen Ping as if he was looking down on an ant.

The corners of Meng Fanbang's eyes twitched: "Ah Yun, in the last match, Sun Xingji on Lin Zhiju's side lost!"

"So Er Dongping is right, the fighting is not over yet!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Meng Fanbang in shock.

Some people even wondered if Meng Fanbang secretly took refuge in Kang Qing and turned his back on the spot.

Meng Xiangyun turned his head abruptly, his eyes widened: "Meng Fanbang, what do you mean?"

He didn't even call his second uncle anymore, obviously he was so annoyed by Meng Fanbang's attitude.

Meng Fanbang was well aware of Meng Xiangyun's dog temper, so he didn't bother with him.

He pointed at Sun Xingji: "Ah Yun, didn't you find anything wrong?"

"Since the duel just now, Sun Xingji hasn't said anything, let alone moved."

"He's already dead!"

It wasn't until this time that everyone noticed the abnormality, and all turned their heads to look in Sun Xingji's direction.

Lin Zhiju was shocked, and looked at Sun Xingji who was still standing there motionless in disbelief: "This...it's impossible!"

He came back to his senses, stood up abruptly, ran over, stretched out his trembling hand, and patted Sun Xingji's shoulder lightly.

When Lin Zhiju's hand touched Sun Xingji's shoulder, his heart skipped a beat, because if Sun Xingji was alive, it was impossible for him to run over without looking back.

Moreover, the place where the hand touched was stiff and cold, as if it had touched a living person.

If Sun Xingji hadn't been a bone-changing master before his death, if he wasn't in a battle state, his whole body was tense and his feet were solid, an ordinary person would have collapsed a long time ago, and he wouldn't be able to survive now.

However, Lin Zhiju's touch broke the balance that Sun Xingji had maintained before his death.

Hearing only a sound of "噗咚!", Sun Xingji fell straight back on the ground, smashing up pieces of grass.

"Hiss~!" Everyone gasped when they saw Sun Xingji's face turned upside down, full of panic, his gray eyes, and his mouth widened.

"Sun... Elder Sun is really dead!"

"My God, that woman just stared at Elder Sun and killed him? Can this woman know witchcraft?"

"It's terrible, when did Kang Qing find such a master!"

"So, the fighting is not over yet!"

"Fortunately, we noticed it early. Otherwise, the eldest lady would have been kidnapped before the fight was over. Our Angel City Huhai Gang would have become a joke for other Huhai Gangs."

"Heh, do you think we are not a joke now? Who doesn't know that Lin Zhiju is a loyal dog of the Huhai gang in the Big Apple City, and our hall under his management is different from a sub-helm of the Huhai Gang in the Big Apple City. "

"Damn it, when I see people from the Huhai Gang in the Big Apple City in the future, don't I want to be inferior to others?"

"Don't be discouraged, there is still one more match. If Mr. Er can win, we might be able to change to a gang leader with backbone!"

"Yes, maybe, maybe we still have a glimmer of hope!"

Hearing the discussions around, Lin Zhiju clenched his fists, his face livid.

He never dreamed that there would be such a twists and turns in this fight that he thought he would win.

The result disgusted him to death. Even if he won the last game, there would probably be more people in the gang who were dissatisfied with him, and his prestige in the gang would be even lower.

He was only half right.

Chen Ping made so much preparation before, just to hurt his prestige, but can Chen Ping lose?

Not far away, Meng Xiangyun's face was flushed with blood, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

What he said just now is still in my ears, and every word that comes out of his mouth is like a big pussy at this moment, slapping himself in the face non-stop.

Young Master Meng, who was born with a golden key in his mouth, had never encountered such humiliation.

His face was ferocious like a ghost, and the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance: "Kang Qing, there is one more game, do you dare to bet with me again!"

Kang Qing's excited lips trembled, and at the same time she felt a little guilty. She didn't believe Li Liting just now.

Facts have proved that the Qing Emperor Chen Ping really lived up to his reputation. He kept his promise, and the Li Liting he sent out did even more beautifully than Kang Qing imagined.

Before Kang Qing could speak, Chen Ping interjected, "Kang Qing, let me remind you that Meng Xiangyun hasn't fulfilled the bet just now."

"It's meaningless to bet with this kind of talkative, untrustworthy people."

Kang Qing still hadn't recovered from her excitement, she subconsciously said, "Boss, I'll listen to you."

Some people noticed that Kang Qing's address to Chen Ping was wrong, for example, the boss Cole with the red scarf, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Some people just frowned, and more people didn't care about the title at all. They just felt that Kang Qing attached great importance to Er Dongping.

Meng Xiangyun's lungs were going to explode with rage: "You fucking fart, who is an untrustworthy person?"

"Isn't it just a mansion in Beverly Manor? This young master doesn't take it seriously."

"Kang Qing, I will transfer the manor to you now!"

Kang Qing glanced at Chen Ping again.

Chen Ping touched his nose: "What do you always see me doing? The fool gave it for nothing, don't want it for nothing!"