Rural Shennong

After all, Tiansheng touches some gray areas.

If we have to be more serious, the special service team and Tiansheng belong to the relationship between soldiers and thieves, and they will not join Tiansheng, even if they are named.

After a few bottles of wine, Wang Xiaolu's chatter also opened up: "Ping, last time I was away, you led the brothers in the group and completed the task perfectly. I haven't thanked you yet."

"Come on, let me toast again!"

Chen Ping said in a deep voice: "It's not perfect, I still haven't brought Li Tinggang back."

Upon hearing Chen Ping's words, Zhao Jieyun hurriedly got up and explained: "Team leader, actually it's not Chen Ping's fault, he..."

Wang Xiaolu waved her hand and said, "You don't need to explain, I really appreciate it."

"Which mission can be guaranteed to be smooth sailing? After all the years since our operation team was established, have fewer people died?"

"I read the mission report. Even if I lead the team myself, I can't do better than Aping."

"And Ah Ping also left money for Ting Gang's parents and arranged a job for his sister."

"Even if Ah Ping doesn't do anything, we can't blame him for anything. He has done his best."

Chen Ping and Wang Xiaolu clinked glasses: "Sister Wang, thank you for your understanding."

Wang Xiaolu drank the wine in her glass in one gulp: "Ping, your strength is extremely high, and you have a good relationship with our brothers. We know everything about it."

"My sister drank a little too much today, so I licked my face and said something to you."

"If we need your help in any troublesome matter in the future, please help as much as you can."

Chen Ping nodded: "That's not a problem, I will help if I can!"

The guests and the host were full of wine and food. Before the dispersal, Chen Ping gave everyone a box of Tangpu Supreme, and sent everyone out of the gate before returning to the hotel and to the office on the top floor.

Xu Xinyi looked up at him, then continued to lower her head to deal with the documents in hand: "Send them all away?"

Chen Ping nodded.

Xu Xinyi asked again: "What is the origin of this group of people? You are entertaining yourself and delivering wine."

Chen Ping didn't hide it from Xu Xinyi: "They are members of the Haicheng Special Service Operation Team."

As the president of Pingxin Restaurant, Xu Xinyi is definitely a well-known figure in the business world. Of course, she has heard of the special service team.

"You still have contact with them, it's not like they want to ask you for some mission again?"

"I heard from Jialan that last time you helped them with a mission, you almost survived the bombing."

"Can you grow some snacks? The earth will continue to revolve without anyone, and you are not missing."

Chen Ping rubbed his eyebrows and stood up:

"I see that you have dark circles under your eyes again. Have you been busy with nothing in the past two days? You still have time to care about me."

Xu Xinyi rolled her eyes: "If you think I'm annoying, you should get out."

Chen Ping patted Xu Xinyi on the shoulder: "Pay attention to rest, then I'll get out first."

After leaving Xu Xinyi's office, Chen Ping rolled over to Lin Yuru's place.

The office building of Lin Yuru's milk factory in Jiangdong Development Zone, Haicheng has been built and put into use, the only thing missing is the factory building.

For Chen Ping, the uncle who came to visit from time to time, Lin Yuru put a lot of thought into the rest room in the office.

In addition to the living room, dining room, bedroom and bathroom, Lin Yuru usually lives here.

The big flat that Chen Ping bought for her in downtown Haicheng, Lin Shanshan lived in more often than she did.

Uncle Chen was bored for a while, and when he woke up, he made Lin Yuru a disaster again.

Hu Tianhu was over, Chen Ping hugged Lin Yuru contentedly, looked at the bright moon outside the window, enjoying the tranquility after the pleasure.

Lin Yuru gently stroked the newly added scar on Chen Ping's chest, with distress and resentment in her eyes: "The injury hasn't healed for a long time, so if you torment me, you won't be afraid of the root cause of the disease."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'm as strong as a bull, and it's not like you don't know that."

Lin Yuru's pretty face was blood red: "I'm telling you the truth."

"You almost..."

"If something happens to you, how can I live?"

The scar in front of Chen Ping was just a little above the left chest, and two inches down, his heart would be pierced.

There is even a radioactive scar the size of a baby's fist on the back, which looks very scary.

There are more other large and small scars.

Although Lin Yuru didn't see the scene of Chen Ping's fight with his own eyes, he could still imagine the danger at that time.

Chen Ping gently wiped the tears from the corners of Lin Yuru's eyes: "Scars are men's medals, such small injuries are nothing."

In the end, Chen Ping made several vows that he would never be impulsive or take any risks again, and then he coaxed Lin Yuru well.

Seeing her finally sleeping deeply in his arms, Chen Ping secretly sighed.

He also didn't want a grandmaster to fight with his life. He was really forced to do nothing because he had a lot of people to protect.

Thinking of the conversation with Zhou Jinian today, Chen Ping's sense of urgency became stronger.

Although it is impossible for the Hua family and the Zhao family to send out grandmasters, the martial arts masters do not have too many restrictions.

Zhao Jiehu is only in his 40s, and he is already a grand master. This shows how many martial arts masters the Zhao family will have.

In case these people disperse and harass, Chen Ping may not be able to guard against it even if he has learned the clone technique.

Early the next morning, Chen Ping summoned all the high-end forces under his command and held a meeting in the conference room of the group headquarters.

Chen Ping sat in the first place, and on his right were old brothers, including Zuo Bingxiu, Duan Peilong, Hua Biao, Sha Zhuqiang, and Lei Congyun and Lei Jimin from the Lei family.

On his left, Fu Hong, Sang Guanyu, Wu Xueying and other martial arts masters sat.

The people here are warriors who joined Chen Ping's command after he came to Haicheng.

Especially Sang Guanyu, after Fu Hong, the first Haicheng local martial arts master who took the lead to join him.

The remaining high school students Su Zhaoran, Wang Zixuan, Wang Xinyue, Pu Aiying, and Wei Lan, as well as some other warriors with relatively low cultivation bases, sat against the wall.

Wei Manting led Zhang Haowu and other warriors stationed in the south of the Lingnan side to participate in the meeting via video connection.

Looking at the more than [-] martial artists on and off the screen, Chen Ping was full of pride.

He dared to pat his chest and say that besides the hidden forces of Tiandaomen, in the secular world, his military power under his command is definitely the strongest.

None of these fighters are beginners in foreign energy, and the worst is in the middle stage of external energy.

Apart from Chen Ping himself, there are three martial arts masters.

Zuo Bingxiu's internal energy was at its peak, Wei Manting's internal energy was at its peak, and Sha Zhuqiang was about to reach the middle stage of internal energy.

If he connects two more meridians, he can form a small inner energy cycle.

Chen Ping stood up, put his hands on the table, and looked around for a week: "Do you think we are already strong?"

His heart was surging, but he didn't show it, but other people were different.

Even Zuo Bingxiu, who is usually very calm, couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

But after hearing Chen Ping's opening remarks, everyone knew that Chen Ping wanted to pour cold water on it.

Sure enough, Chen Ping said in a deep voice: "We look very strong, but in fact there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to call us kings!"

"Some of you know that I was seriously injured a while ago and almost died at the hands of a grandmaster."

Many unsuspecting warriors gasped.

Some warriors also exclaimed.

"There is a grandmaster who actually attacked the boss?"

"real or fake?"

"What the boss said himself must be true."