Perspective Little Poison Doctor

703 Mix with me

"Give me back the money, why are you robbing me of my money?" Jin Min'er fell to the ground in embarrassment. Drunk-eyed, she couldn't stand still, and could only watch helplessly as the money was robbed by those two people.

Seeing this, Wang Ping immediately chased after him.

Seeing Wang Ping chasing after him, and recalling the scene where Wang Ping just "killed" his companion, the two guys were too scared to turn their heads back.

Wang Ping was so fast that he was about to catch up, when the two guys suddenly yelled, "Come on, come on!"

While the cry was still echoing in the air, Wang Ping kicked a brick on the side of the road.

With a 'swish' sound, the brick hit the calf of the guy holding the money like a fired shell, only a crisp 'click' sound was heard, the guy's calf bone broke on the spot, and he fell like a shit.

"Two dogs!" Seeing this, another guy called out his companion's 'nickname'.

Wang Ping was taken aback for a moment. What these people said made him feel very kind, and this 'nickname' was quite down-to-earth.

The other guy saw his companion fall and wanted to turn back to get the money, but Wang Ping took a step ahead of him, and Wang Ping grabbed the money bag in his hand.

'Ergou' held on to the bag tightly, and Wang Ping stepped on his hand fiercely.

"Ah!" Er Gou was in agony, and it was obvious that his palm had changed shape under Wang Ping's feet, and there was blood oozing out.

"Help me, old black!" Ergou hurriedly asked his companion for help.

The companion originally wanted to steal the money, but he was too scared to take a step forward when he saw Wang Ping's fierce eyes on the spot.

"Ergou, hold on, I'll call for someone!" Lao Hei was about to go back to fetch reinforcements, but just as he turned around, the sound of dense footsteps came over, and dozens of men and horses charged aggressively with all kinds of long guns and short cannons. over here.

"You're finished, our people are here!" Old Hei changed his expression suddenly, this is their territory, after saying that, Old Hei leaned in front of the guy who was in front of him. He is the boss of this street and the owner of the casino just now.

"Big brother!"

"Idiots, there are so many people that even two of them can't take care of, what use is it for me to support you?"

"This guy is good at kung fu, all of us have been defeated by him!" Old Hei said quickly.

"Kung Fu? If you know Kung Fu, I will still kill him and remove his hands and feet."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and his subordinates sharpened their knives and surrounded Wang Ping.

"Big Brother, save me, Big Brother, save me!" Er Gou yelled after being stepped on by Wang Ping.

Wang Ping looked around coldly, and an inexplicable image appeared in his mind. It was the scene of him fighting with Lu Yang's subordinates in the sandstone factory. Eager to try, let his blood slowly boil.

"Go to hell!" Just as he was distracted, a swordsman rushed forward, and chopped off his head with the machete in his hand.

In an instant, those pictures in his mind disappeared, and Wang Ping's cold eyes were replaced by a strong killing intent. With a slight flash of his body, the knife slashed through the air. With a sound of '噗嗤', the knife stabbed into the knife hand's body, and instantly pierced the knife hand's body. Startled, no one dared to step forward for a while.

Wang Ping, however, seemed to be no longer surprised by the strangeness. He pulled the knife out of the knife hand abruptly, and looked coldly at these people who came to die by themselves.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go!" The elder brother who took the lead didn't give up because one of his subordinates was killed, and immediately urged his subordinates to kill Wang Ping.

After all, there were many of them, and if one took the lead, everyone's courage was brought up, shouting that dozens of people rushed towards Wang Ping at the same time.

"kill!"

In an instant, Wang Ping's figure was submerged by dozens of knives, and there was a flash of swords and swords.

The elder brother who took the lead slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, smoked one and lit it for himself. He didn't even look at Wang Ping directly. He didn't think dozens of subordinates could not deal with Wang Ping alone.

"what!"

The next second, the screams floated into his ears, and the corner of the leader's mouth raised a smile, as expected.

"You..." He was about to say something, when there was a 'whoosh', a black shadow suddenly flew past his eyes and hit the wall behind him.

What just flew over?

It seems to be a person.

The elder brother who took the lead looked back subconsciously, but saw one of his subordinates stretching out his tongue and rolling his eyes, sitting softly by the wall, the wall behind him was blood red, and a footprint on his chest was very clear.

"Ah!" Before realizing what happened, there was another scream in the ear, and then another person flew past, also hit the wall, and also died.

How is this going?

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

In the next second, there were screams one after another. It was not from one person, but from many people.

The big brother who took the lead only realized what happened at this time. When he turned around and saw the scene of blood flying, he was shocked.

"Chi Chi Chi!" Amidst the blood, the elder brother who took the lead saw that his subordinates were becoming 'fragmented' one by one. Wang Ping, who should have been hacked to death with a random knife, was not at all, but killed him like a killing god. His men were powerless to fight back.

In the blood, the arms, palms, and fingers of his subordinates were chopped off. With one knife, the corpses of his men were pierced like tofu, and with another knife, half of the neck was cut off. The leader brother was already dumbfounded. up.

"Chichichi!"

"Ahhh!"

Under the darkness of night, the flickering coldness of the knife in Wang Ping's hand made one's hair stand on end.

In less than 2 minutes, dozens of swordsmen died in Wang Ping's hands.

"Pfft!" The penultimate swordsman was slashed on the face by Wang Ping, and his entire face was split in half on the spot.

"Help!" The last knifeman yelled in fright, turned around and fled, and within two steps, he froze there, slowly lowered his head, and saw a blood-stained knife stabbing out of his chest, and the one holding it The man with the knife was standing behind him at this moment, his face was expressionless from beginning to end, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

"Brother...help me..." He asked for help from the leading brother who was standing in front of him, but at this time the leading brother was already terrified.

"Hey!" The knife was pulled out, and the last knife hand turned into a corpse and fell to the ground. Wang Ping's eyes slowly locked on the leading brother.

"You are really good. From now on, if you hang out with me, I promise to make you famous!" The leader said nervously.

Wang Ping didn't respond after listening, and walked towards him with the tip of his knife pointing at the ground...

(End of this chapter)