Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 68 Reclaiming a Life
throw in the towel?What are you kidding?
How could Jiang Hu admit defeat?
He gritted his teeth and wanted to get up violently, but found that he was unable to lift his arms at all, as if he had been crippled.

Wang Ping beat his 'iron fist' into a 'disabled fist' with all four legs, what else could he do?
He tried to raise his arm, but his arm would not obey, and he could not exert strength.

No, he hasn't lost yet, he still has feet if his hands are weak, even if his feet are broken, he will bite Wang Ping to death with his mouth.

So as soon as he was ruthless, he was about to make a move, but before he could make a move, Wang Ping's hands turned into palms, and he was as fast as the wind, and he had already killed Jiang Hu. What kind of palm technique is this?It was so fast that Jiang Hu looked as if palm prints were dancing in front of him.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Facing such a palm technique, he had no way to hide. It seemed that he was destined to be beaten half to death.

However, Wang Ping "clicked until it stopped" and retracted every palm when it was about to hit him. Jiang Hu only felt the wind of the palm blowing towards his face, and the strong sense of oppression made him feel suffocated.

The last palm hit him on the forehead, so menacing and powerful that Jiang Hu closed his eyes subconsciously in fright.

Two seconds later, he didn't feel any pain. When he opened his eyes, Wang Ping's palm rested on the top of his forehead, and he didn't give him a heavy blow. Wang Ping actually spared him.

"You lost!" Wang Ping said coldly and withdrew his palm. In this battle with Jiang Hu, he regarded Jiang Hu as a punching target. He used two sets of kicks and two sets of punches to beat Jiang Hu. It is enough that what he has learned is very useful, and Jiang Hu has already suffered a crushing defeat, and Wang Ping has not killed them all.

Jiang Hu was dumbfounded. He lost. He lost to Wang Ping, which was even worse than losing to Han Hu before.

Without saying a word, Wang Ping turned around and left.

Jiang Hu felt that he had hit himself in the foot by moving a stone. The excited posture when he challenged Wang Ping a few minutes ago was completely dispelled by Wang Ping.

Looking at the back of Wang Ping turning away, Jiang Hu couldn't be reconciled. Although he dared to fight Wang Ping, although he wanted to prove himself, he proved that his skills were inferior to others, and he deserved to end up like this .

Thinking of this, Jiang Hu's eyes were full of murderous intent, he swung his kick and swept towards the back of Wang Ping's head, it was obvious that he wanted Wang Ping's life.

"Be careful!" the fat man yelled in fright. Wang Ping seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. touched Jiang Hu's chest.

Jiang Hu was knocked into close contact with the wall again. Just as he recovered, Wang Ping slapped him again.

"Whoosh!" This palm was faster than the previous one, so fast that Jiang Hu didn't even have time to close his eyes, and the palm had already brushed against his face.

"Bang!" The palm didn't hit Jiang Hu's face, but the wall behind him. Jiang Hu only heard a muffled sound in his ears, and then he slapped Wang Ping in anger. The eyes with killing intent were so terrifying that Jiang Hu shivered with fright.

Wang Ping still didn't say anything, and he didn't say harsh words. After taking back his palm again, he turned around and left without looking back, and this time Jiang Hu didn't dare to cheat again, because Wang Ping had let him go twice in succession. Again, with Wang Ping's strength, it was too easy to kill him or beat him to death.

So how dare Jiang Hu make a mistake now?He should thank Wang Ping for saving his life.

"Why don't you beat him up? It's too cheap to let him go like this!" The fat man blamed Wang Ping for not being cruel to Jiang Hu.

"Do you think I killed someone?" Wang Ping smiled bitterly. The fat man didn't know what he meant. If he hadn't been merciful just now, Jiang Hu would have been killed by him in minutes, especially the last palm. The so-called 'killing technique', one move is enough to kill Jiang Hu.

"You are just too soft-hearted, but then again, when did you learn such an awesome kung fu? Why didn't I know?"

"There are so many things you don't know!"

"Who did you learn Kung Fu from?" the fat man asked.

"Do you want to learn?"

"Think, if I can fight like you, it won't be easy to pick up girls?" The fat man laughed.

"I'll teach you later, do you want to learn boxing or kicking?"

While talking and laughing relaxedly, Wang Ping and Fatty re-entered the bar. Jiang Hu's provocation did not affect their drinking mood.

Jiang Hu was stunned, his arm slowly regained consciousness, and the pain was so painful, it seems that even if the bone was not broken, it might be cracked, right?
Recalling Wang Ping's last palm just now, he felt as if he had saved his life, and there was that muffled sound...

Jiang Hu looked back, didn't know if he didn't look at it, and was startled when he saw a shallow palm print on the originally flat wall.

Jiang Hu broke out in a cold sweat, it was a wall made of cement and bricks, how could someone make a palm print on the wall?

It may be possible to repeat the same movement for many years, but is it possible to make a palm print with one palm?

Jiang Hu raised his painful hand and touched the palm print. The palm print was not particularly clear, but it was indeed a palm print, and it was obvious that this palm print was left by Wang Ping's palm just now.

Wang Ping made a palm print on the wall with his palm, if the palm just hit his face...

Jiang Hu didn't dare to think about it, his back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

He finally realized that he had saved his life, and Wang Ping was merciful to his subordinates and didn't kill him.

There were mixed feelings in his heart, thinking of impulsively provoking Wang Ping just now, and thinking of walking through the gate of hell just a second ago, Jiang Hu couldn't calm down for a long time.

Thinking of Wang Ping's calm appearance after defeating him, he seemed to be the attitude of an outsider.

Yes, Jiang Hu would never have equated Wang Ping with words like 'peerless master' before they had fought each other, but now he has to admit that Wang Ping is someone he can't beat.

He sat softly on the ground, the alcohol had already been diluted by the strong sense of frustration, he regained his composure, but suddenly he seemed to have fallen to the bottom, and Wang Ping even made up for him when he fell to the bottom.

He just sat in the alley like this, decadent like a mouse crossing the street. Successive failures and blows made his self-esteem no longer exist. No one will pay attention to this once invincible "Eastern Street" boss now, unless He was able to defeat Han Hu and regain his position as the boss.

But they had fought before, and Jiang Hu was not the real opponent of Han Hu from Shaolin Temple.

In the bar, Wang Ping and Fatty drank vigorously. In the past, there were few people coming to this kind of place, and Wang Ping couldn't let go every time he came, but now the situation has gradually improved, and Wang Ping is no longer the same as before. That kind of shyness, because he has the 'confidence', he has strength, money, and he has new skills.

Fatty just drank a few cups and went to pick up girls. This guy's mind is not only about women, but also about women. Wang Ping is also thinking about finding a girl to practice his newly learned "skills". That skill has a great potential for development. As long as it can be used well, Wang Ping thinks it is too easy to run to girls in bars.

"Bell!" As he was speaking, Wang Ping suddenly received a call from home, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

At the same time, at the police station, in Chen Feiyan's office.

"Team Chen, here is the information you want!" The staff handed a file to Chen Feiyan. Chen Feiyan opened it and saw Wang Ping's name written on it. Ping's resume, all kinds of background information, and even a private bank account.

"This person has no criminal record, but..." The subordinate hesitated to speak. Regarding Wang Ping, what abnormalities would Chen Feiyan find?
(End of this chapter)