Rural Shennong

It is not reliable to find a doctor as foreign aid to help.

Many people are frowning.

The only deputy leader of the action team who stayed in Haicheng was a man in his early forties named Zhao Jieyun.

Zhao Jieyun is also a martial artist with the pinnacle of inner strength.

He became famous at a young age, and reached the peak of inner strength at the age of 30.

It's a pity that more than ten years have passed, and he still hasn't broken through the level of the master.

Zhao Jieyun's indifferent gaze swept over Chen Ping's face, and he cupped his hands at Zhou Jinian and said, "President, our operation is very dangerous this time."

"The people of those dark forces are cruel and ruthless, and it is easy to kill people."

"You, is it too childish for you to find a doctor?"

Zhou Jinian smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Chen Ping is the master of the underground arena in Lingnan, and his strength in martial arts is extremely high."

"For participating in this operation, he is very confident and thoughtful."

"I want him to be in charge of this operation."

As soon as he said this, there was an uproar at the scene.

"What? He wants to command us? Why."

"Heh, there is a fart master in the Lingnan martial arts world, and he still beats the master, can't he be pecking at each other?"

"Damn, this operation is very dangerous, and I have to bring a drag bottle."

Wei Pingshui said urgently: "Professor Chen is very powerful, don't talk nonsense!"

He had contact with Chen Ping before, and he knew that Chen Ping was not as simple as it seemed.

But others don't believe it.

"Ah Shui, isn't he a doctor?"

"Yes, don't think that he saved your wife, just speak for him, you have to know the seriousness."

"This kid should have someone behind him, following us to mix his seniority."

"If you mix your qualifications, you can honestly mix your qualifications, and you still have to be the boss, is he crazy?"

Zhou Jinian listened with a smile on his face, without saying a word.

Chen Ping knew what he should do: "It seems that everyone looks down on doctors."

"Let me tell you, doctors are the group who know the most about the human body."

"Doctors can save people, but they can also kill people."

"Doctors have seen more dead people than you have seen in your entire life, and they are not lacking in courage."

He looked at Zhao Jieyun and said, "You are their deputy team leader and the strongest among you, but in my eyes, you are just average."

Zhao Jieyun looked slightly angry, and Chen Ping said quickly: "Wait, it's not that I look down on you."

The members of the action team thought that Chen Ping was only talking loudly. When their team leader got angry, Chen Ping became scared and looked at him contemptuously with arms crossed.

"Really, I don't look down on you." Chen Ping raised his arm and stretched his fingers around: "I mean, every one present counts as one, they are all garbage!"

Not to mention Zhao Jieyun, even Wei Pingshui, who had received Chen Ping's kindness, glared angrily at this moment, staring at Chen Ping fiercely.

Zhao Jieyun narrowed his eyes, hiding the breathtaking coldness in his eyes: "President, the dignity of our action team cannot be insulted."

"Please allow me to teach this kid a lesson."

"Don't worry, he was recruited by you after all, and I will never kill him."

Zhou Jinian said calmly: "You can do whatever you want, as long as no one is killed."

He had thought it all over, Chen Ping wanted to build his prestige, he wanted to command the action team, no problem, as long as he had the ability to subdue this group of people.

But if Chen Ping didn't have any real skills, and he deserved to be beaten up, then he could only be regarded as overestimating his capabilities.

Zhao Jieyun shook his neck, rubbed his wrists, and walked towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand and said, "Wait!"

Zhao Jieyun paused: "What? Are you scared?"

"If you take back what you just said, give us a collective bow and apologize."

"For the president's sake, I can treat you like a fart."

Chen Ping shook his head: "I said, you are all rubbish, on your own, you are not my opponent, you go together!"

Zhao Jieyun was furious: "Looking for death!"

"Huh!" The iron fist with strong wind hit Chen Ping almost at the same time as Zhao Jieyun's furious roar.

Zhou Jinian only saw an afterimage, and then heard a loud bang right next to his ear.

"Oh!"

Chen Ping blocked Zhao Jieyun's fist with one hand, and his body remained where he was.

It's just that his hair was blown back by Zhao Jieyun's fist, which proved that Zhao Jieyun's punch was not just empty air.

Zhao Jieyun was taken aback. Only then did he realize that Chen Ping was extraordinary, probably even more powerful than their team leader who was out on business.

If one punch fails, Zhao Jieyun will withdraw his punch immediately.

"Oh, want to run?"

Chen Ping clasped his five fingers, and grabbed Zhao Jieyun's fist firmly like an eagle's claw.

"Impossible!" Zhao Jieyun was terrified and couldn't retract his fist. He turned around and hit Chen Ping on the head with a rear elbow.

Chen Ping had to admit that Zhao Jieyun was still very powerful.

If it was a month ago, if he wanted to clean up Zhao Jieyun, he might have to spend more time.

But ever since Chen Ping had the eyes of spiritual energy and advanced to the middle stage of inner strength, Zhao Jieyun was not enough to watch, because a small cycle had formed in Chen Ping's body.

Now he has been able to use the seventh form of the nine stone-cracking forms, and his combat power is several times stronger than that of a month ago.

Chen Ping grabbed Zhao Jieyun's fist, drew an arc on the spot, and avoided Zhao Jieyun's back elbow.

Before Zhao Jieyun retracted the arm that Zhao Jieyun elbowed Chen Ping, Chen Ping used the arm that was holding him before to wrap around the arm that he elbowed.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Ping controlled Zhao Jieyun's two hands with one hand, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhao Jieyun turned his back to Chen Ping, and made Chen Ping twist his hands behind his back in a humiliating posture, unable to get away, even turning around.

In desperation, Zhao Jieyun could only kick backwards, hoping to get rid of Chen Ping's control.

"It's still kicking, ha ha!"

As soon as he lifted his foot, Chen Ping kicked him in the crook of his leg, causing him to half kneel down.

Now Zhao Jieyun's posture was even more embarrassing. At this moment, he was like a prisoner on execution. Chen Ping clasped his hands behind his back and half knelt in front of everyone.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Jieyun raised his head, facing a group of brothers who hadn't come to their senses, he roared in shame and indignation: "What are you doing stupidly, let me do it together."

No one dared to underestimate Chen Ping anymore, and they all showed their true skills.

The remaining martial arts master with a small internal strength shouted loudly: "Copy guys, let's go together."

There was a weapon rack by the wall of the hall, and everyone immediately ran over to get the weapons they had in hand.

Wei Pingshui reminded: "Be careful not to hurt the team leader."

In fact, Zhao Jieyun was not as unbearable as he appeared. The martial arts master with the peak of inner strength is not a little white rabbit.

If he had used a cautious attitude and shot with all his strength when he came up, he might have been able to last more than a dozen rounds under Chen Ping.

It's a pity that he underestimated Chen Ping, his first move was restrained, and he came to his senses.

Chen Ping was not easy to get along with, his carelessness cost him a heavy price.

As the saying goes, if you lose with one move, you lose with one move. In the end, after two or three moves, he became Chen Ping's prisoner.

Zhao Jieyun roared: "Leave me alone, and greet him as best I can."

The weapons of the team members are various, including swords, nunchakus and spears.

Wei Pingshui held a shield in his left hand and a single sword in his right, and was at the front of the team.

Obviously, this group of people know how to attack together. Although many of them are foreign fighters, they are not weaker than ordinary martial arts masters when they cooperate with each other.

But is Chen Ping an ordinary martial arts master?

He chuckled, retreated instead of advancing, grabbed Zhao Jieyun and rushed over.