Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 78

"You fucking know that this is my territory, but you still dare to come to my territory, why don't you take me, Han Hu, seriously?"

Killing intent flashed in Han Hu's eyes, and he rushed to Jiang Hu for robbing so many of his sites recently. It was not without reason that Han Hu wanted to kill him.

Jiang Hu gave Wang Ping and Fatty a look, signaling them not to be nervous, he seemed to have other plans.

But how could they not be nervous?
Fortunately, Wang Ping, he is different from before, it is not a problem for one person to hit a dozen, but the fat man is different, the fat man is not so good.

"Of course I know this is your territory. I came here because I knew it was your territory. You are right, I didn't take you seriously!" Jiang Hu's arrogance was very arrogant, he seemed He didn't care that he would piss off Han Hu.

Han Hu immediately changed his face when he heard that, "Very well, today I want you to come in vertically and go out horizontally, bright fellow!"

"Shua!" With an order, the subordinates raised the control knives in their hands in unison. There are so many people, just the momentum can scare people to pee.

Jiang Hu stared coldly at Han Hu, and said, "Many people bully others, right?"

"I just bully the few with the more people!" Han Hu sneered.

"You thought it was only you..."

"Huh!" Before he finished speaking, a sound of wind blew past his ears, a beer bottle hit Han Hu's face with a bang, and the whole bottle exploded, Han Hu was smashed on the spot with bloody eyes Take gold stars.

"Brother Hu!" The two subordinates behind him hurriedly supported the staggering Han Hu, who threw the bottle?

Jiang Hu looked back, and saw two more beer bottles flying over, accurately hitting two of Han Hu's subordinates, and before Jiang Hu could see clearly, the person who threw the bottles rushed past him in one stride.

Who is so impulsive and not afraid of death?

Damn, he is so courageous, Han Hu has so many people, he is not afraid, and he took a closer look, it turned out to be Wang Ping.

"Wang Ping!" Jiang Hu was dumbfounded, this Wang Ping was even more impatient than him.

"Go...go up, go up, hack them to death!" Han Hu couldn't recover from being smashed by Wang Ping's bottle for a long time, and he couldn't rest in anger. He didn't care where Wang Ping came from. Anyway, just cut to death.

Why is Wang Ping so impulsive?Of course he was instigated by the old man Ouyang. In fact, when he found out that he was surrounded by Han Hu's men, he was very nervous. He rarely fought before, let alone surrounded by so many people. Just kidding, dozens of swordsmen! Well, this is not a joke, they are here to kill them.

One person can cut you to pieces with one knife, right?

Although he has learned kung fu from the old man Ouyang, he can fight more than before, but Wang Ping doesn't know how good he is. It's easy to beat six people, but can he win with so many people?It is estimated that it is choking enough.

So Wang Ping was nervous, and the old man Ouyang seemed to see his nervousness, so he told him at that time.

"There are many opponents. If you are not sure that you can win by fighting hard, then there is only one way - to capture the thief first, and that guy is their leader. As long as you smooth him out, you will be sure to win!"

This is the old man Ouyang's idea to Wang Ping.

"You have to move quickly and cleanly to catch him off guard. You can't give others a chance. You only have one chance, so you have to go all out!" Ouyang old man urged.

Wang Ping thought it was reasonable, Han Hu had nearly twenty times the number of them now, Wang Ping had no time to hesitate, the battle was imminent, he had to act before Han Hu did it, otherwise he would lose the chance.

So when Han Hu and Jiang Hu were confronting each other, Wang Ping took a deep breath. Before everyone noticed him, he made a move. He grabbed the wine bottle on the table and threw it over, distracting Han Hu and the others. Attention, and when Han Hu reacted, Wang Ping had already rushed to him.

As the old man Ouyang said, there is only one chance, so Wang Ping's shot is a 'killing technique' that can kill someone every minute.

He kicked the knife hand's knee on Han Hu's left, only to hear a 'click', and the knife hand's knee was broken abruptly on the spot, showing a creepy bend.

"Ah!" While the swordsman fell to the ground screaming, Wang Ping slashed the throat of the swordsman on Han Hu's right hand with a backhand. The screams were released.

Two moves knocked down two people, and the speed of the move was astonishingly fast. Not to mention Han Hu, the others were unable to react.

Han Hu felt that the danger was approaching, and subconsciously raised the machete in his hand to fight Wang Ping desperately. Wang Ping had sharp eyes and quick hands, and his hand wrapped around Han Hu's hand holding the knife like a spirit snake, and then forced Han Hu's arm to the ground. Behind him, he grabbed Han Hu's wrist at the same time. When he exerted force, the machete in his hand fell immediately, and the other hand grabbed the machete casually, and the machete fell into Wang Ping's hand, and Han Hu's wrist was buckled behind him by Wang Ping's anti-joint technique. Lifting slightly from the back and up, Han Hu was in excruciating pain, and immediately knelt down on one knee.

All of this happened in an instant, so fast, so fast, when Han Hu was subdued by Wang Ping, no one knew what was going on.

"Brother Hu!" At this time, Han Hu's subordinates realized it later and wanted to rush forward.

"噗!" Wang Ping held the knife with one hand, pointing the tip at Han Hu's men, his sharp eyes and sharp posture immediately shocked Han Hu's men.

"Come on!" He yelled at Han Hu's subordinates. He didn't need old man Ouyang to teach him that he knew that he must have enough momentum at this time and must restrain Han Hu's subordinates, otherwise there would be bloodshed.

"Dug, you're so cool!" Fatty looked at Wang Ping, whom he had never seen before, and blurted out a dirty word, while Jiang Hu was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Wang Ping is not in the mood to listen to the fat man praise him. Don't look at how handsome he is now. In fact, he is extremely nervous, and his superficial calmness is all pretending. He has never seen such a scene. How about you? Are you not nervous?
But he had to pretend. At this time, the loser couldn't lose the battle, and the momentum must be stronger than Han Hu's men.

"Whoever dares to take a step forward, I'll kill him!" After saying that, he put the machete on Han Hu's neck, and the murderous look really worked, frightening Han Hu's men so that they dare not step forward.

Han Hu swallowed nervously. He could feel the suffocating horror brought by the sharp blade on his neck. Wang Ping's careless movement of the knife could kill him in minutes.

He didn't want to die, he was too scared to move, thinking where did this guy come from?When did Jiang Hu have such an awesome helper by his side?If he had known that there was such a fierce person, Han Hu would not have taken it lightly like he did just now.

But it's too late to say these things now, his life is in Wang Ping's hands, what else can he do?
"This..." Jiang Hu laughed inexplicably. At this time, a large group of people rushed into the bar. People were surrounded.

"Brother Tiger!"

Brother Tiger?

Han Hu's reinforcements have arrived?
But no, the "brother Hu" these people refer to is not Han Hu, but Jiang Hu, and they are Jiang Hu's subordinates.

"Your people?" the fat man asked.

"Yes!" Jiang Hu nodded.

Wang Ping, who was holding a knife on Han Hu's neck, was speechless for a while, and said to Jiang Hu: "You have so many people, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

That's right, Jiang Hu's people rushed out at once, obviously they were well prepared. If he had known that Jiang Hu had so many subordinates, why did Wang Ping make such an unnecessary move?
"I wanted to say it just now, but you..." Jiang Hu could only smile wryly. Wang Ping didn't want to be in the limelight, but now he can't if he can't think of it.

(End of this chapter)