Rural Shennong

After breakfast at Lei's house, Chen Ping asked Duan Peilong to take him to Tangpu Village.

Duan Peilong could tell that Chen Ping would not let him go in a short time.

The car drove out of Zaoxiang Mountain, and Chen Ping, who was sitting in the back seat looking at his mobile phone, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Second brother, did you notice that Jialan is different today?"

Duan Peilong was stunned for a moment: "I didn't take a closer look, is there any difference between my little sister-in-law and before?"

Chen Ping frowned slightly.

Although he was in a daze last night, he had integrated the practice of leading people to take off into his bones, and it became an instinct, and he didn't need to deliberately perform the exercises at all.

But this morning he felt that Lei Jialan seemed different from his other women.

She has not become a martial artist, and her appearance seems to have not changed much from before.

"Is it because my kung fu is not good enough? Or is it because Jialan is too young and her appearance doesn't need to be changed?" Chen Ping muttered to himself.

Duan Peilong turned his head and asked, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing!" Even if he was a brother, Chen Ping couldn't tell Duan Peilong about his kung fu: "I'll squint for a while, and call me when I get there."

Not long after Chen Ping closed his eyes, the car stopped.

Duan Peilong said in a low voice: "Brother, there seems to be an accident ahead and there is a traffic jam."

Chen Ping opened the car window and looked forward. It turned out that a tricycle had hit a dog, and the owner of the dog was furious.

The person who hit the dog was a middle-aged woman.

She was wearing an orange vest, a cleaner's sun hat and a mask, and she was lowering her head to bear the scolding of a young man.

"I'm a fool, are you blind?"

"Return the money? Can you afford it?" The young man pointed at Teddy who was held in his arms, his face full of anger: "Kneel down to my son and kowtow to apologize!"

Many people around couldn't stand it anymore.

"You go out to walk the dog, don't even tie the dog leash, let the dog run around, and you deserve it if you get hit."

"That's right, Auntie Cleaning turned over her car and broke her knee in order to hide from your dog. Why do you ask her to apologize?"

"Young man, forget it, your dog is fine, it's just a little frightened, don't be unreasonable!"

The young man spat and said, "Shut the fuck up, anyone who dares to beep again will kneel with this old woman!"

Just then, a group of gangsters with colorfully dyed hair ran over.

"Wei Shao, are you okay?"

"Who messed with you? You want to die!"

The passers-by who were watching originally wanted to scold the young man, but seeing this posture, they all took a few steps back.

"Is he Wei Haoyang?"

"Who is Wei Haoyang?"

"You haven't heard of him, have you heard of the Jackal Gang? He is the young leader of the Jackal Gang!"

Hearing this, most of the people present gasped, and backed away all the way, afraid of getting themselves into trouble.

The jackal gang is not a good stubble, and they have been active recently, making a lot of noise.

Onlookers, these ordinary people dare not even provoke the gangsters of the Jackal Gang, let alone the young gang leader of the Jackal Gang.

Speaking of which, the expansion and development of the Jackal Gang is thanks to Chen Ping.

In the past, it was just a small neutral gang with an average size.

Duan Peilong, Hua Biao and the others swept up the powerful gangs belonging to the Yang family in Fuhua District, allowing some neutral small gangs to fish in troubled waters, benefited from the sweetness, and took the opportunity to develop.

After all, Chen Ping's power foundation is weak, he doesn't have enough manpower, and he hasn't gained a firm foothold in the lower city yet. It's simply unrealistic to want to become a fat man with one bite.

So some corners and corners of the site were occupied by some small neutral gangs, and they just turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

Wei Haoyang proudly said: "You know this young master is amazing? How dare you talk too much!"

He walked up to the middle-aged woman with his neck up: "Say it again, kneel down and kowtow to my son to admit his mistake, and I will treat you like a fart!"

"Otherwise I will break your leg!"

Ren Shuyi was holding an old leather bag, her eyes were red from crying: "I, I really didn't mean it!"

"Your lord has a lot, please forgive me once!"

Wei Haoyang stepped forward and grabbed Ren Shuyi's purse, and yanked it violently: "Shame on me, kneel down for me..."

He froze before he finished speaking.

The leather bag that he pulled out of Ren Shuyi's arms just now fell to the ground, revealing several stacks of bills inside.

Ren Shuyi turned pale with fright, and turned around to pick it up.

Wei Haoyang, who came back to his senses, kicked Ren Shuyi in the stomach, kicking her somersault.

"Unexpectedly, you are a poor street sweeper, you really have some money!"

"The money will be considered as compensation for my son's mental damage, so get out!"

Ren Shuyi endured the pain and stood up: "No, no!"

"This is my son's life-saving money. If you can't move, can I kneel down for you? Please!"

A hint of greed flashed in Wei Haoyang's eyes: "You still dare to use the money you have, I think you are so indebted!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped Ren Shuyi's face.

"Crack!" There was a soft sound.

Wei Haoyang's slap did not land on Ren Shuyi's face, his wrist was held.

Everyone looked at Chen Ping in shock.

He has a white shirt on his upper body, gray trousers on his lower body, and a pair of sneakers on his feet. He looks like an ordinary white-collar worker.

Chen Ping said calmly: "You have to forgive others and forgive others, you are going too far!"

Wei Haoyang was furious: "Who the hell didn't pull the crotch closer, and leaked your hanging thing?"

"Little brat, let me go!"

Chen Ping frowned slightly, pulled Wei Haoyang's hand forward and pushed him back several steps.

Wei Haoyang staggered, and suddenly became angry: "You want to die, don't you? Fuck him!"

Hearing the words, those gangsters rushed towards Chen Ping without saying a word.

Chen Ping folded his arms, with a calm expression on his face.

When these gangsters rushed forward, Chen Ping suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked one of the gangsters in the chest, sending him flying backwards.

The remaining few gangsters were shocked.

A man weighing more than 100 kilograms was kicked off the ground and flew so far. The young man on the opposite side is definitely not something they can deal with.

But they rushed too fast, due to their inertia, it was impossible to stop immediately, so they just bit the bullet and waved their fists at Chen Ping.

"Bang bang bang!"

Everyone only heard the muffled sound of flesh and blood colliding, but didn't see Chen Ping's movements clearly. Those gangsters fell to the ground clutching their hands and feet, screaming one by one.

Wei Haoyang shivered in fright, and took a few steps back with the dog in his arms: "You...you dare to act wildly on the territory of our Jackal Gang, don't run if you have the guts, just wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away at full speed, for fear that this evil star would hit him hard a few times.

Chen Ping didn't even bother to chase him, so he turned his head and said, "Ma'am, take the money and go."

Ren Shuyi looked directly at Chen Ping.

"Are you okay?" Chen Ping knew that he had become handsome recently, and was used to this kind of dazed situation, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ren Shuyi.

Ren Shuyi came back to her senses and said in disbelief, "You...are you Aping?"

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback: "You know me?"

Ren Shuyi said in surprise: "Are you really Aping?"

She took off the mask, revealing a sallow, wrinkled face.

Seeing Ren Shuyi's appearance, Chen Ping opened his mouth in shock: "Aunt Ren, why is it you?"