Chapter 287 Hate

The black eagle fell on Zhang Ping's shoulder. After careful examination, the feathers were slightly messy, and there were some anxious marks, but the body was not serious. On the contrary, there are some blood stains on the claws of the black eagle. I don't know who was scratched by it.

At this moment, a group of people appeared on the hill not far away. I heard some noise from afar, and then came in the direction of Zhang Ping and others. At a distance, Yi Ping had already recognized the other party and whispered to Zhang Ping, "The people in front are Chinese soldiers and Mo Mingyu. Why are these people?"

Zhang Ping felt a slin in his heart: He still had some impression of the Chinese soldiers. He had met him in Panjiang's bar, and Mo Mingyu vaguely remembered what the top name was on the list. Fang Guoli told him that Mo Mingyu was his biggest opponent in the ring, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

The people opposite are getting closer and closer. In addition to the Chinese soldiers, Zhang Ping saw another acquaintance, who came with the Chinese soldiers in the bar. At this time, he was wearing a ball cap, wearing big sunglasses, looking left and right on the horse's back, and was laughing with a tall man with a handsome face. Later, when Zhang Ping heard Pan Jiang talk about it, he knew that his real surname was Kong, and he was actually the third place on the list: Kong Zhenzhen. It is really a heroine, which should not be underestimated.

Seeing the black eagle, the Chinese soldier's eyes showed fierce light. He raised the steel gun in his hand and was about to shoot. Zhang Ping shouted, "What are you doing? Stop it!"

Only then did Hua Bing notice Zhang Pingren. The person who scolded him in front of him had a vague impression. He was not a big man, but Yi Ping beside him was also the number one figure in Beijing. He didn't want to offend him rashly, but he didn't want to put down the gun like this and said viciously, "It turned out to be Yi Ping, you. The black eagle is so majestic that it dares to hurt people. Tell me, how can you explain this matter to me?

Only then did Zhang Ping and the three of them see that there was a faint blood stain on the shoulder of the Chinese soldier. Looking at his uncontrollable anger, it was unknown that Xiaohei must have taken action and scratched him. Zhang Ping then laughed and said, "It's really a noble person who forgets things, Chinese soldiers, we meet again."

The Chinese soldier looked at Zhang Ping and was suspicious: "You, who are you? Do I know you?"

Kong Zhenzhen next to him turned his horse's head to meet him and said with a coquettish smile, "Brother Bing, you are too forgetful. Have you forgotten that you used to celebrate Meili's birthday in that small bar, Cui Yuexuan Qiao Ping's partner, Zhang Ping."

Hua Bing also thought about it and said with a gloomy face, "It turned out to be you. Why do you still want to stand out for this black eagle?"

Zhang Ping said with a smile, "This black sculpture is mine. If you have anything to do, just ask me. Speaking of which, it's also you who shot first. My little black hurt people in a hurry, which is also even. How about treating you at night?

The Chinese soldier couldn't help but be angry. This man actually compared himself with a flat-haired beast. It was unbearable. He said viciously, "I want to make amends, okay, let's drink this black eagle first." Raise the gun and shoot Xiao Hei.

When Zhang Ping saw that he did not listen to persuasion and wanted to commit murder in person, he was a little annoyed. An electric spell was drawn in his hand in an instant, and a tiny lightning flashed in front of the Chinese soldier's mount. The horse was suddenly frightened, and its front hooves were raised high. The Chinese soldiers were thrown off the horse's back without guard, and the gun in his hand was thrown far away.

Zhang Ping sneered and said, "If you don't drink a toast, you don't want to get a penalty. If you want to shoot someone, you'd better weigh your weight before you talk."

The Chinese soldier got up and knew that Zhang Ping was playing tricks. In a hurry, he took out a pistol and heard a crisp gun. Everyone was shocked. If there was an accident, it would not be good for anyone. After the gunfire, Zhang Ping still sat on the horse's back, with a trace of coldness oozing on his face: "Very good, you dare to shoot. It seems that the injury is not serious enough."

When everyone saw that he was not abnormal, it seemed that there should be nothing wrong, but when they heard him talking like this, their heart suddenly hung up again. Kong Zhenzhen whispered two words to Mo Mingyu. The latter quickly drove his horse to the middle of them and said to Zhang Ping, "Zhang Ping, right? I just saw that you are good at it. Why are you in a hurry to get angry about this little thing? I'll make the decision for the Chinese soldiers. Forget it. Tonight, how about everyone get drunk?"

Yi Ping didn't want to make a big deal, but Zhang Ping was shot for no reason. If it was like this, it would not be good for him. He sneered and said, "Mo Mingyu, what you said is beautiful. If you are also shot, will you say so? If my brother hadn't been good at it, he would have fallen to the ground now. That's it. You have a good calculation.

Elie was also very angry. She leaned against Zhang Ping and stared at them angrily.

Seeing that they didn't buy it, Mo Mingyu suddenly changed his face and said with a gloomy face, "Well, I don't even give my face. Do you really think we are afraid of you, Yiping?"

The Chinese soldier stood aside with a gray face and shouted, "Yes, I'll shoot this gun. You're lucky if you don't hit it."

Zhang Ping looked at the people in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "What luck? Good, I'd like to see who is lucky today?" Before the words fell, he was like a big bird, rising from the back of the horse and rushing to the Chinese soldiers.

Seeing that he suddenly made trouble, Mo Mingyu suddenly felt murderous in his heart and jumped up to meet Zhang Ping. In an instant, the two exchanged fists and feet. After exchanging a few palms, Mo Mingyu was forced to land by Zhang Ping, but Zhang Ping took the opportunity to jump over his head and arrived at the Chinese soldiers.

The Chinese soldier didn't see well, and even Mo Mingyu couldn't stop it. He trembled and raised his gun and shot. There was only time to shoot a shot. When Zhang Ping flashed and moved, his right leg kicked out and hit his wrist holding the gun. The Chinese soldier screamed, and the pistol came out and fell into the distance.

Puff, three consecutive slaps. Zhang Ping showed no mercy. He slapped him three times in the face, and the Chinese soldier's face was swollen like a pig's head. Then he was kicked out three meters away by Zhang Ping. The corners of his mouth oozed blood, and he was half lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

Zhang Ping clapped his palm gently and sneered, "This is a lesson for you. If I meet you next time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy now." After saying that, he ignored him and walked back to Mo Mingyu. He didn't stop, but just snorted coldly and directly ignored the past.

Mo Mingyu was born, the proud son of heaven, who is extremely excellent in all aspects. In terms of getting up, he is also the best among young people, but today he was directly forced back by Zhang Ping, and even ignored it as air. How can he bear this shame?

Mo Mingyu's eyes were red and he shouted loudly, "Zhang Ping, stop."

Zhang Ping turned around slowly and looked at him with a smile: "What, what else do you want to say?"

The corners of Mo Mingyu's mouth** said word by word, "I haven't won or lost yet. I want to fight with you again, but I want to see how capable you are, and you are so rampant!"

Zhang Ping laughed and said, "Is there no winner or lose? It's better for you to be a little self-aknowledge. Don't humiliate yourself anymore. After saying that, he walked straight forward, regardless of what Mo Mingyu had to say.

Seeing that Zhang Ping was so arrogant, Yi Ping couldn't help nodding repeatedly. It's like this to people like Mo Mingyu. You're crazy, I'm more crazy than you.

Mo Mingyu was so angry that he looked at Zhang Ping's back. He wanted to do it but was a little afraid. His face was white. He just watched Zhang Ping return to Yiping's brother and sister. Kong Zhenzhen came to him and asked with concern, "What, I'm not sure to take it?"

Mo Mingyu lowered his head and whispered, "That man is extremely smart. I'm afraid I'm not his opponent. A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. Let's talk about it when we go back.

Since Mo Mingyu is willing to retreat, Kong Zhenzhen and Hua Bing dare not say anything. The three ran far away with their tails between their tails. Ellie couldn't help laughing, patting Zhang Ping on the shoulder and said, "Ok, even Mo Mingyu has been dealt with by you. I'm afraid this younger generation will count you."

Zhang Ping smiled and shamed her face and said, "I'm really ashamed. How can I praise my husband so much? Your brother is still there.

Yi Ping said with a smile, "Ali is right. Mo Mingyu has always been very arrogant. Now he is so beaten by you that he dares not do it. It's really a shame. Ha ha, Zhang Ping, we are not outsiders. You can teach me two tricks later.

Zhang Ping nodded and agreed and said with a smile, "You don't know, I have taught Eli a set of skills for a long time. This girl is lazy and always doesn't study hard. If you are interested, I will also compete with you.

Yi Ping couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly said that he would treat him tonight, set up a banquet at the Tianlong Hotel, and then called a few friends. Everyone would not be drunk.