Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian looked at the old man who said his little daughter was beautiful. He had a wrinkled face, a big cake, and a look of drawing. He thought that girls were generally like their father, and they were a little chilly for a moment.

"Keke, masters, you can go to someone's house slowly and wait for me to finish my own business first." Wang Qian said and pulled Han Ping up.

Han Ping's face is burning. Master Wang, whom he despises all the time, has saved him. He stands in the same place and wants to install wood.

Pop!

Han Feilin slapped Han Ping in the face.

"Rebellious son, don't you go to thank Master Wang soon?"

Han Ping's hot face is even hotter. I don't know whether it was fan by Han Feilin or because he was saved by Wang Qian.

"Wang, Master Wang, thank you very much."

after all, Han Mian said, "there's still a dead smile on Wang Qian's face."

Han Ping was stunned.

"Master Wang, I..." What else does he want to say.

At this time, Wang Qian called out: "elder martial brother Wang Zhen, where are you going?"

Wang Zhengang just took advantage of the crowd around Wang Qian to slip away, but did not expect that Wang Qian was staring at him.

"I won't go anywhere. I can afford to lose." Wang Zhen see can't leave, also hard to say.

Wang Qian's eyes showed a look of disdain, said: "elder martial brother, stand there, I'm going to fulfill the bet."

Wang Zhen's mind turns around. Just now he and Wang Qian made a bet that Han Ping would beat him three times. Han Ping is just an ordinary man. What kind of injury can he leave on his monk? Thinking of this, Wang Zhen was more determined.

"Come on, but according to the agreement, but Han Ping's hand, your hand is against the rules, I'm Wang Zhen, is a promise." Wang Zhen's face showed a sense of satisfaction. This is the pit Wang Qian dug for himself. Wang Zhen won't let it go.

Hearing Wang Zhen's words, Han Ping's eyes showed hatred. Just now, this guy didn't save himself, and he kicked his father away. This revenge had to be avenged.

Now this opportunity for revenge may be Han Ping's only chance. After all, Wang Zhen's strength, he knows, is not what he can do.

Whether it is Qingsong, or boss Zheng, and so many feng shui masters, are watching this scene.

Han Ping took a deep breath, went to Wang Zhen's body and stood up.

Han Ping raised his hand high and was about to fight down.

"Wait!" Xuanzhangzi was born in Taoism.

"What? Do you want to stop Wang Zhen from fulfilling his bets? Is this the face of Dayi gate Looking at Wang xuanzi, he said.

Xuanzhangzi's face changed. He looked at Han Ping with a threat and said, "it doesn't matter if you slap a few palms, but you should know that now you're fighting a person from Dayi, so you can't slap him in the face."

Han Ping was originally a bully. When he heard the threat, he held his hand there. It was neither fight nor no fight.

"Han Ping knows that there are three kinds of hatred, but he is in the first place to kill his father. He only feels that his legs are a little weak, and the pressure from xuanzhangzi makes him unstable.

Wang Qian went to Han Ping's side and patted him on the shoulder. Han Ping came from that kind of pressure.

Han Ping walked up to Wang Zhen again and raised his arm.

"Boy, if you dare to fight down, I'll make your hands disabled. I didn't say no defense." Wang Zhen said coldly.

Wang Zhen didn't lie about this. He just didn't think that this boy really dared to do it.

Han Ping stood in front of Wang Zhen and hesitated again.

Wang Zhen sees Han Ping like this and looks at Wang Qian sarcastically.

Wang Qian shook his head, and then he squeezed five breath beads.

"Pa!"

Another slap, and the king of the fan fell to the ground.

Han Ping can't believe looking at his right hand. He just hit Wang Zhen with his left hand. The reason why he used his left hand is that his right hand is in a state of paralysis. Wang Qian said that his right hand is full of dead Qi because he didn't pull it out completely,.

Just now, Han Ping didn't know how his right hand knocked down Wang Zhen.

"Hiss..."

Han Qingsong and others are all under the control of the people? Slap a monk to the ground.

Wang Zhen only felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and his left face was burning. When he stood up, double shadows appeared in front of his eyes.

Wang Zhen's left face was beaten severely twice. Rao was very good at Nourishing Qi, and he was also furious.

He opened his mouth and spat out a tooth. Wang Zhen finally got rid of the double shadow. He couldn't believe that an ordinary man could beat him down with a slap.

"Who hit me just now? Is Wang Qian You? " Wang Zhen's eyes are red."Look, I didn't move." Wang Qian said innocently there.

"Pa!"

This time, Wang Zhen saw it. It was Han Ping's hand and slapped him in the face.

Wang Zhen used his skill to defend his left face.

However, a scene that shocked Wang Zhen appeared. When Han Ping first stretched out his left hand and was about to hit him in the left face, Han Ping's right hand appeared on his right face like a ghost.

Wang Zhen flew out more than ten meters in situ before stopping.

A mouthful of old blood spurted from his mouth, half of which was injured and the other half was angry.

Although the slap hit Wang Zhen's face, xuanzhangzi also felt that his face was burning. He went to Wang Zhen's side, picked up Wang Zhen and turned around.

Before leaving, xuanzhangzi looked at Wang Qian indifferently, and the killing opportunity in his eyes was not covered up.