Rural Shennong

Yang Hanye didn't make Qi Weiting wait long.

Only two days later, Yang Hanye got in touch with Qi Weiting.

In the past two days, Yang Hanye mobilized his contacts and investigated Chen Ping carefully.

Sure enough, as Qi Weiting said, Chen Ping and Lei Jialan were indeed at a dinner party in Jiang'an City, and they were called boyfriend and girlfriend.

Yang Han was so angry that he almost asked the martial artist enshrined in his family to take action.

But it happened that his father was away on a business trip, and the family's warrior priests were accompanying him, so he was not in the provincial capital.

Yang Hanye couldn't wait to kill Chen Ping, so he contacted Qi Weiting with a free warrior.

Qi Weiting drove to the provincial capital and stopped at the gate of a martial arts school called Dashan.

A young man with a cropped head guarding the door saw him walking towards the martial arts hall, so he reached out and stopped him: "Who are you looking for?"

He thought that this person was in his 50s or [-]s, so it was impossible for him to learn martial arts from a teacher.

Qi Weiting cupped his hands and said: "Little brother, I'm looking for Gong Dashan, the master of your martial arts school."

Although Qi Weiting drove a nice car and dressed decently, the young man showed a look of disdain: "Not everyone can see our museum owner."

"You want to come to our museum owner to be your child's private teacher again?"

"Don't think about it, our owner is a warrior, you can't afford it at all!"

Qi Weiting clasped his fists and said, "Little brother, I have an appointment with Master Gong, you can tell me that Young Master Yang introduced you, and Master Gong will know."

The young man frowned slightly: "Then you wait here for a while."

He came out not long after he went in: "Are you Mr. Qi? My master is teaching boxing, you follow me first."

Qi Weiting followed the young man into the martial arts hall and arrived at a wide and flat courtyard.

In the courtyard, some young men and women stood neatly in two rows.

A strong man with a height of more than 1.9 meters, a sturdy build, and a beard was standing in the field with his hands behind his back.

This person should be Gong Dashan who Qi Weiting was looking for.

He glanced at Qi Weiting from the corner of his eye, but he didn't go up to say hello, but continued to teach his disciples how to practice martial arts.

"You have to be steady on your horse, and you have to be quick on your punches. What are you hitting just now?"

"Give me a good look."

Qi Weiting has only heard that warriors are powerful and their social status is higher than ordinary people.

But he has never been in contact, at least there is no warrior in Jiang'an City.

Seeing that Gong Dashan was going to practice on the spot, he was also very interested.

After Gong Dashan reprimanded his disciples, he suddenly shouted, turned around and punched the sandbag fiercely.

Hearing a muffled bang, Qi Weiting saw an afterimage, and Gong Dashan punched a hole in the sandbag.

Qi Weiting gasped, and opened his mouth wide in shock.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that manpower could reach this level, it was just like acting in a movie.

After shock, comes ecstasy.

Qi Weiting thought to himself, no matter how powerful Chen Ping is, he is only a mortal body, and cannot be stronger than a sandbag.

If Chen Ping was hit by Gong Dashan's punch, he would be severely disabled, even if he would not die.

Gong Dashan saw Qi Weiting's shocked expression, and a smug look flashed in the corner of his eyes.

His punch just now was for Qi Weiting to see.

In fact, if a master fights, how can he allow him to accumulate energy in place and then fight out steadily?People are not wooden piles.

His casual punch definitely does not have such great power, otherwise he would not be a second-rate martial artist, but a master of martial arts.

As the saying goes, poor literature and rich martial arts, the cost of martial arts training is very high.

Martial arts masters are enshrined by big families, so they don't have to worry about eating and drinking.

There is no shortage of medicinal materials for their martial arts training, and it is absolutely impossible for them to take on such a job of using people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

Gong Dashan withdrew his fist and shook the sand on his hand: "I have a guest, you should practice on your own first, don't be lazy."

After speaking, he walked towards Qi Weiting with his hands behind his back.

Qi Weiting's eyes were full of awe: "Master Gong, hello, I am Qi Weiting introduced by Young Master Yang."

Gong Dashan nodded: "I understand your business."

"Let's find a quiet place to talk."

Buying a murderer to kill someone is not an aboveboard business.

Gong Dashan didn't want those around him to know either.

He took Qi Weiting to a quiet room and discussed carefully for a long time.

In the end, the two parties reached an agreement, and Qi Weiting paid Gong Dashan 1000 million to kill Chen Ping.

After the discussion, Gong Dashan went to Jiang'an in Qi Weiting's car.

Qi Weiting told Gong Dashan and Chen Ping's trajectory in the car.

Even warriors with high social status cannot kill people in the street.

Gong Dashan only needed to kill Chen Ping with one blow when he was alone.

Afterwards, Yang Hanye and Qi Weiting naturally wiped his ass.

Chen Ping, who had just come out of Liu Yixin's house in Wangjiang Bieyuan, his eyelids twitched inexplicably.

He rubbed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "What is Lei Jialan looking for me again? There must be nothing good!"

Chen Ping drove to a tea house by the river, and saw Lei Jialan in casual clothes.

"Hey, why aren't you wearing a uniform today? Isn't it Sunday?"

Lei Jialan sat by the tea table, making tea quietly: "Come and sit, I'll tell you something."

Chen Ping sat opposite Lei Jialan, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip: "What's the matter with you, do you want to invite me out to talk?"

Lei Jialan sighed: "I'm going back to the provincial capital."

Chen Ping paused slightly with his hand holding the teacup, then shook Lei Jialan: "Why are you sighing? Isn't this a good thing?"

"Congratulations to Gao Sheng, I'll offer you a glass of tea instead of wine."

Lei Jialan toasted and touched Chen Ping, but did not drink: "Chen Ping, I didn't want to leave."

"But the family...the family has already made a decision, and the transfer order has been issued."

"After I leave, Yang Hanye will definitely send someone to take revenge on you."

"You must protect yourself and Xinyi as well."

"I'm just her bosom friend."

"If you can't do anything, just call me."

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "Don't worry!"

"I have no idea of ​​developing in the provincial capital yet."

"On this three-acre land in Jiang'an, Yang Hanye wants to send someone to deal with me? He's almost ready!"

Lei Jialan shook her head: "Chen Ping, you have no idea how big the outside world is and how many strange people there are outside."

"Let me ask you, have you heard of warriors?"

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback: "Warrior? Never heard of it!"

"It's someone who has better boxing skills, right? My kung fu is not bad, you should have seen it before."

Lei Jialan smiled wryly and said, "Warrior is more than just a little bit stronger."

"Forget it, let me tell you, you won't listen."

"I just want you to remember that."

"If you meet a martial artist sent by Yang Hanye, you can run as far as you can, and don't go head-to-head with him."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes: "It's scary to hear what you said."

"If a martial artist really comes to me, then I really want to see it!"